Chapter 1259 - You Even Hurt Yourselves? (2/2)
The potions used by a wizard of his level were certainly not common potions. In fact, ordinary potions could no longer replenish the vast pool of mana quick enough. The crystal bottle contained a forbidden drug, the Abyssal Tear. It was a terrible thing to come from the depths of Chaos. It was said to be dragon’s blood steeped in the dark magic of Carnos. The raw energy contained in it could supplement almost any form of power loss at once. However, this drug had terrible side effects. With each use, it dragged the user further into the dark side of the world. It usually took only three attempts before the drinker of the drug was directly consumed by the Chaos.
Hao Ren did not know anything about the Abyssal Tear, but he knew what was happening the moment he saw the bottle.
This old man was a goddamn microtransaction whale! And that was definitely not an ordinary magic potion!
After a lengthy spell preparation and an increase in the Abyssal Tear, the magic unleashed by the old wizard possessed greater lethality. Yet, the warriors besieging Hao Ren had no intention of evading it. They rushed up one by one to block Hao Ren’s evacuation route.
Such a brave fighting spirit… Hao Ren really wanted to praise them. If only they were not his enemies.
Then, Hao Ren was hit by a dazzling white light.
“The Disintegration of Origin!” Lamore’s hoarse roar came after the white light.
The disintegrating rays swept through the hall like a storm. Where the white light struck, all matter began to disintegrate at the atomic level. One by one, everything turned into nothingness in the light, as though vanishing into thin air. The white light soon passed Hao Ren and continued to spread behind him—the walls, the doors, the long corridor behind him, the garden outside the corridor, the waterwheel, the river in the garden, the horse farm, and the grove…
The disintegrating rays swept through half the Kant Estate until they vaporized a small hill outside the estate.
Now, the battlefield was beyond recognition.
Looking down from above, a third of the Kant Estate had turned into fine white sand. A huge fan-shaped area lay on the ground like a slice of cake. The sector ended in the hills to the south of the estate and began in the east hall of the main house. At the sharp corner of the cake was where Hao Ren stood.
Lamore was as pale as paper, and his wand had turned to ashes. Several mages who stood beside him earlier had already fallen to the ground. These high-ranking mages were burned as the “fuel” for his chanting.
When Hao Ren fended off the searing rays without getting harmed, the old wizard knew that ordinary magic had no effect on Hao Ren. He immediately used “the Disintegration of Origin”, which was beyond mortal limit. This spell was believed to be an extraordinary force beyond natural laws and was part of the authority of the gods. In Collow, no mortal could withstand it.
The old wizard stared at the white light before his eyes. The three remaining warriors also waited nervously, clutching their swords. Although they knew no one could have survived the disintegrating rays, they feared that their nightmare would come true.
Lo and behold, their nightmare did come true.
A hand emerged from the white light. It waved and ripped apart the residual energy of the disintegrating rays. Hao Ren had come out of it unharmed.
He had magic immunity.
Hao Ren was shocked when he looked around. “You’re crazy! You’ve torn down your own home!”
Then he saw the partial bodies of some of the warriors. The assassin was caught in the disintegrating rays, and half of his body had disappeared. “You killed your teammates?!”
Lastly, Hao Ren saw Lamore staggering ahead. The old wizard had finally given up. Drops of black blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth, and he slowly fell to the ground.
“And you even hurt yourself?!”