Wizard: I Can Synthesis Everything-Chapter 372 - 327: The Immortal Descends_2

The Blood Clan draws power from their blood.

In his view, it is essentially the concept of all blood unifying into one. Thus, he obtained one of the three drops of the Ancestor’s Blood from the Silver Star Alliance.

He had been preparing up to this day, planning to use the Blood Sacrifice of numerous lives to gather the Blood of Spirits, allowing the Body Soul to ascend to immortality first, to drive the integration of energy.

The plan had no issues.

He had also prepared some rare creatures’ blood in advance; whether it was successful would be determined today.

At this moment.

Shattered Star Meteor Belt.

Under the arrangement of Death Demon·Kael, Ludius Greyrat, leading a team of Cold Silence Death Soldiers and the Undead Vanguard Army, stepped into the anticipated encirclement.

The timing was much earlier than both parties had originally expected, obviously having received news that the Southern Star Domain was under attack by the Mechanical God Sect. They couldn’t sit still.

Subsequent billions of main undead troops, boarding the Skeletal Warships and using the Holy Spirit Level Mysterious Artifact "All Living Beings’ Complaints" given by the Necromancy Sovereign to mask their trails. The commander here is Kelsas Ansa and his Death Knight troops.

Death Demon·Kael sat silently on the Frost Throne, eyes closed and resting, for some unknown reason.

Kelsas Ansa always felt that today, the mentor’s aura seemed a bit weak, as if... he had left this place.

The situation at the scene was changing rapidly.

Just as Kelsas hesitated whether or not to awaken his mentor, the long-ambushed Truth Council troops burst through a layer of transparent thin veil.

They brazenly charged into the midst of the Undead Vanguard Army.

This was also a Holy Spirit Level Mysterious Artifact called "Veil of Mist," concealing tracks. Although the undead had anticipated the trap, they inevitably stepped into the encirclement.

Facing enemies rushing out from all directions, they inevitably fell into a disadvantage, facing a barrage of ship-borne weapons that destroyed one-fifth of the Skeletal Warships in an instant.

The Shadow Bone Dragons exhaled Extreme Cold Dragon Breath, freezing frost trails even in the cosmic vacuum.

On the side of the Truth Council, the melee wizards from the Descendants of the Brave·Tuhakam Family were the most fearless, especially Haska.

Remember.

The wizards’ original enemy was the Titan Gods, and the ones who dared to draw their swords first were the true Heroes. The fame of the Tuhakam Family was gained by their ancestors who were God Slayers.

Thus, they were also called the Godslayer Family!

Flowing in their veins was the bloodline of courage, the God-slaying Bloodline!

In the universe, Haska was seen enveloped in a crimson blaze, his body swelling enormously, resembling a Giant covering the sky with his hand, drawing a short spear from behind.

He propelled it with razor-sharp throwing attacks.

Each spear could explode several Skeletal Warships; nowhere could withstand his path, virtually engaging in an unrivaled slaughter among the undead, drawing more enemies’ attention.

Facing a barrage of attacks, although Haska was drenched in blood, the power in his hands grew stronger; with each enemy killed, his physical strength noticeably recovered.

He fought relentlessly, growing stronger as he battled.

Unnoticed by both parties, whether it was the red blood of the wizards or the black blood of the undead, all were floating and disappearing into the cosmic vacuum.

As if collected by something.

On the side of the undead, Am Sultan commanded the Cold Silence Death Soldiers, stealthily infiltrating the rear ranks of the Truth Council fleet, precisely killing some remote weapon operators.

Doing their utmost to inflict more damage on the enemy.

"It’s about time."

Kelsas Ansa muttered to himself; the Undead Vanguard Army was crushed but had also successfully killed a large number of wizards, meeting the conditions for their next move.

Kelsas looked towards the mentor on the throne.

"Mentor, the number of deaths has reached the required level, should we release the one-time weapon given by the Necromancy Sovereign?"

"Approved."

Death Demon·Kael slowly opened his eyes; as a Six Trace Holy Spirit, he saw much more than his subordinates.

This battle was doomed to failure.

He would not be used as a pawn by the Necromancy Sovereign, but the trade conditions had to be met—this was where Kelsas needed to demonstrate his value.

Remaining on the Frost Throne was only his projection.

His real body had already left this place.

Taking advantage of the Truth Council’s focus on the Undead Calamity, he went to pursue his true goal toward immortality.

Corona System inner ring.

A secretly constructed small Star Gate was blossoming with star-like radiance, and from the Nebula Swirl portal, a figure draped in a Black Robe emanating an aura of death emerged.

This was inside a giant meteorite, outside was a tightly arranged Witch Array masking the aura.

The emerging figure was indeed the real body of Death Demon·Kael.

Not far from this meteorite is the old continent brought back from the Padolon Mother Star by the Wizards, also the burial and sealing site of the Titan Gods of Padolon.

Death Demon Kael’s goal was none other than the corpse of the Death God among the Ancient Titan Gods, as Titans naturally possessed an Immortal Body and Immortal Soul.

This is one of the best stepping stones to attain immortality.

Immortal!

Kael never hid his ambition. This was his true objective, and the one responding to him was a member of the Guardian Family responsible for guarding this burial site.

The plan had begun before the dealings with the Necromancy Sovereign...

His gaze returned to Kelsas.

After obtaining his mentor’s permission, the unease in his heart intensified.

But once the arrow is drawn, it must be released.

Hesitation meant death, so he decisively initiated his backup plan.

"Sacrifice Ceremony of Death!"

This was a summoning ceremony, calling upon the Necromancy Sovereign in the Undead Realm!

As a long-renowned Necromancy Sovereign, famous in the myriad worlds, he was already a true Immortal.

But due to the limitations of world rules.

He faced the risk of being rejected when coming to other worlds; the summoning ceremony could temporarily avoid this kind of counterforce from the world.

As long as he could defeat the Truth Council and complete the sovereignty change over this world’s territory, he would possess the true ticket to entry.

The deal with Death Demon Kael was made just like this.

The other side provided a summoning ceremony, and he granted the other side an almost eternal Witch Demon Body, infusing it with the Power of Undead to enhance the counterpart’s strength and potential in the path of Undeath.

Meeting a certain number of deaths.

It signifies that this area’s Power of Death exceeded the norm, a prerequisite condition for initiating the ceremony.

Immediately.

The Death Ceremony enveloping the entire Shattered Star Meteor Belt took shape, thick Power of Death formed into lines covering an unfathomably extensive area.

A massive crack appeared in the Void, and a hand larger than a planet suddenly rested on the edge of the crack, a pair of eerie green eyes peering through from behind.

Chilling countless Wizards in an instant!

On the Skeletal Mother Ship, the Sovereign Statue in Kelsas’s hand turned to dust; he looked towards the instructor on the Frost Throne for the third time, a certain psychological urge stirring within.

"Mentor... Stepfather..."

He did not hesitate anymore.

The Sword of Death swung out, directly piercing through the projection of Death Demon Kael, which brought a subtle expression to Kelsas’s rigid face.

Without a second word, he activated a Void scroll, taking the hundred strongest Death Knights and disappearing from the Mother Ship.

Clearly, he had realized the problem.

He decisively retreated.

While the other Undead, having lost their Commander, but seeing the Necromancy Sovereign, although the Vanguard forces suffered heavy losses, the real main forces hadn’t sustained major damage.

They pressed forward en masse, aiming to perform impressively in front of the Sovereign to earn recognition and promotion.

The cold, deathly chant of Undead Language echoed among all the undead.

As one of the advanced languages.

The Undead Language also possessed transcendental qualities; the more undead chanting, the more power the Necromancy Sovereign could unleash.

In the blink of an eye, an arm clad in bone armor reached through.

Its palm open, gazing towards the Truth Council troops.

A dark Magic Ball formed, emitting a strong suction force, reminiscent of a collapsing black hole, sparing not even the surrounding undead, pulling them all in and grinding them into dust-like powder.

A terrifyingly potent force!

But this is the power wielded by an Immortal, even Haska at the Legendary Peak couldn’t resist, angrily roaring as he was pulled towards that black hole of death.

But at that moment.

Countless blood-red chains extended from a crack in the Void, wrapping around and pulling including Haska as part of the tens of thousands of wizards, at least.

But many more were ignored by the chains, as the Blood Chains floated by, disregarding them and only saving the designated targets.

Hope regained to falling into despair once again.

The Wizards involuntarily looked towards the source of the blood-red chains, walking out from the Void was the elder, Ludius Greyrat—"Abnormal Blood Saint!"

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