Rumble!!
Moonlight flickered in the air, and rays of light shot out in all directions. In the end, they all returned to a single figure.
Boundless light shone out, and billowing clouds and smoke erupted. The terrifying sound was as if the heavens and earth were being split apart. It was terrifying and chaotic, and chaotic and terrifying.
As the boundless light shone, a huge silver beast with a single horn on its forehead and silver armor stepped out, and a huge silver claw stepped out.
Great destruction! Great despair! Great fearlessness!
The majesty of the bloodline blossomed at this moment, and the countless spatial fragments bloomed at this moment. The majesty of the bloodline was so resplendent, and the boundless coldness of the moonlight caused the scenery to pale in comparison. It was all taken away by this silver-colored exotic beast covered in scattered scales.
As the boundless rain of light spread out, the huge beast reached out with its claw, and countless spatial fragments exploded as it rushed towards its opponent.
"Moon Monarch!!"
In that instant, Macdor's expression changed. He sensed the peerless might that he had never felt before, and his entire body trembled. He could not help but retreat.
However, the faster he retreated, the greater the pressure from the huge claw became. In particular, the boundless spatial storms that swept out along the way instantly swept up all of the berserk power in this area.
Elements, particles, bloodline power … everything was no longer important at this moment.
In Macdor's eyes, the entire world seemed to have lost its color, and everything seemed to have stopped. All that was left in front of him was that beautiful, tall, and dangerous silver beast.
Bang!! Bang!!
Two consecutive explosions rang out in the sky, followed by countless quick yet weak sounds. It was as if flesh and blood were being chopped thousands of times in an instant, and it was a terrifying sound that made one's heart palpitate.
In just an instant, Macdor's flesh and blood were torn apart, and the boundless Moon God's power rushed out. His body exploded, and a massive deathly aura spread out in all directions, causing even Adil to frown.
In the next moment, everything changed.
Deathly aura filled the air, and a skeleton appeared where Macdor's body had been destroyed. It held a black longsword in its hand.
A spot of black light bloomed in an instant, instantly piercing through the space in front of it and meeting Adil's body in an instant. It slashed directly on the silver scales, shattering the silver scales and leaving several huge and hideous wounds on Adil's body.
In the next moment, spots of light flashed again, and boundless moonlight filled the air. Under Adil's control, it rushed forward.
The vast and boundless power rushed down like a wave crashing down. The endless light contained within it gradually sublimated, carrying with it the pure will of suppression, quietly intertwining with the thick Death Qi in front of him, giving rise to a series of changes.
In an instant, a huge silver claw collided with the black longsword. A spark blossomed on the spot, instantly affecting the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away. The power that erupted in an instant cast a layer of shadow over the horizon.
As the clash between the two continued to escalate, the black longsword on Macdor's body suddenly shone brightly. A deathly, chaotic, and decaying aura spread out, and the power it contained caused Adil's heart to skip a beat.
"A Magic Tool?"
Adil raised his head, and pure light blossomed in his silver eyes. "And it's a high-grade Magic Tool!"
A high-grade magic tool was something only rank 5 Sorcerers had the right to possess.
Not only was Macdor a peak Tier 4 Great Magus, but he also possessed a high-grade Magic Tool?
Macdor didn't have much time to think. The piercingly cold black longsword had already blossomed, and the light it contained caused white hair to grow all over Adil's body. A foul stench also appeared on his wounds, and it seemed as if Adil would turn into a corpse in an instant.
Moonlight filled the sky, and as the Moon God's power surged, Adil's body blossomed with a silver radiance, expelling all the abnormalities on his body.
However, the black longsword had already descended, and the black skeleton that Macdor had turned into charged towards Adil.
At this moment, an indescribable sense of fear welled up in Adil's heart, and he realised that if this sword struck, the consequences would be dire.
Frowning, Adil stood in place and hesitated for a moment. The transmigration ability in his body slowly lit up, and he prepared to leave.
A peak Tier 4 Great Magus and a high-grade Magic Tool.
Only a Tier 5 Magus would dare to say that they could take down such a combination. With Adil's current strength, he did not dare to say that he could win; at most, he would be able to escape.
If that was the case, it would not be too late for him to leave and return when the World War began.
With this thought in mind, the special ability in the depths of his origin slowly lit up, and the world energy within it was being used up to teleport him away.
"It's over!"
A black longsword slashed down viciously in front of him. Macdor looked at Adil, who did not seem to have reacted in the slightest, and a cold smile appeared on his face. It was as if he could see the scene of Adil heavily injured and falling to the ground.
However, before he could see that, his expression changed greatly in the next moment.
His vision began to change, and the world around him seemed to shift. The scenery began to change, and it gradually became a different scene.
In his eyes, a faint purple light flickered on Adil's body, giving off the light of the world.
A purple piece of the debris of the stars, Silence, hung above Adil's head, giving off a majestic purple aura. At this moment, Macdor's expression changed, and he suddenly remembered something.
The black longsword instantly stopped, and Adil frowned as he looked at McDondo, who had suddenly stopped in front of him. He was quite confused.
"I suddenly feel that with our statuses, there is no need for us to fight to the death here."
Standing where he was, Macdor sheathed his black longsword and looked at the confusion on Adil's face. A smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Two peak Tier 4 Great Magi. If one of them dies here, it will be a great loss to the Magus World."
"What do you think?"
"I think so too." A smile appeared on Adil's face.
Even though he was confused, since Macdor had taken the initiative to stop, he naturally did not mind stopping.
"There might be some misunderstandings between us." Looking at Adil, Macdor spoke softly, a trace of emotion appearing on his originally lifeless face.
As he spoke, a drop of golden blood flew out of his body, rushing towards Adil, and was caught by Adil's hand.
In just an instant, the familiar yet foreign might within the golden blood caused Adil's expression to change, and he felt the unique bloodline aura of an elven emperor.
"This is a drop of Yala's blood." After handing the drop of blood to Adil, Macdor calmly said, "Yala leaked information about you, and then sent me to kill you.
However, he hid a lot of information about you. It seems that he wanted us to run into each other and exhaust each other. " Speaking of this, a cold smile appeared on Macdor's face. "Since that's what he wants, I naturally can't do as he wishes."
Hearing this, Adil fell silent.
In actuality, Yala's information was very likely correct. It was just that at this point, Adil naturally could not defend him.
After standing in front of Macdor for a long time, he smiled and waved his hand. A silver light flashed, and a few bottles of medicine landed in front of Macdor.
"Your body is very unstable, and you need to absorb a powerful bloodline to stabilize it."
Looking at Macdor, Adil said, "These are the medicines that I made, and they can stabilize your body."
"Really?" Macdor felt quite surprised, and after hearing Adil's words, he felt quite surprised.
He was not surprised by the effects of the medicines, but by Adil's abilities.
It had not been very long since he had met Adil, and yet Adil had been able to see the hidden dangers in his body. This level of ability was truly shocking.
"I'll try."
Putting away the medicines, Macdor nodded, "If it's effective, I'll continue to contact you. Of course, I'll pay you accordingly. "
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Adil nod. Then, he gently turned around and disappeared from where he stood.
After confirming that Macdor's aura had disappeared, Adil frowned, feeling quite confused.
The reason he had stopped was very reasonable, but Adil still felt that something was not right.
If he really wanted to stop, why did he not stop when he sensed Adil's strength, and why did he only stop after revealing his high-grade magic tool?
However, since he had the upper hand, it was definitely a good thing that Macdor was willing to stop.
If they really fought to the end, even if Adil could escape unscathed, if he exposed his special ability, it would not be worth it.
In the distance, in the wilderness.
Macdor was wearing a black robe, walking alone in the wilderness. His expression was as cold as stone.
"What about the purple star?"
Walking alone in the wilderness, he held his chest with one hand, as if he could faintly feel the pain there.
"That's a World Star." An inexplicable voice sounded in his ears. The voice was old and cold, like an old man who had experienced many things in the world, cold and indifferent.
"With a World Star, that Adil is also a Child of Destiny.
"So, should I be glad that I stopped quickly enough?" Hearing this voice, Macdor did not feel surprised at all. He only coldly smiled, "If I had continued to attack, given that the difference in strength between us was not that great, not only would I not have been able to kill him, but I might have even been killed instead.
"Even if I wasn't killed, with the blessing of destiny, he would most likely be able to escape. When he returns, I'll be the first to die."
"What a joke!"
Macdor coldly laughed, a look of disdain on his face. He seemed to think of something, and could not calm down for a long time.
"Compared to you, that Yala is more worth worrying about."
The black sword at Macdor's waist lightly trembled, and the black light on it jumped up and down, as if it was saying, "The eruption of destiny is coming. I originally thought that Yala would be the future ruler of the Elf Race, but it seems that this Adil …
"Going against a Child of Destiny, it seems like that Yala's ending will not be good …"
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