Immortal Cultivator of Wizard Academy

Chapter 258 Repeated Killings
"What is the current population of human beings?" Lancer asked the third question.

The onlookers were lost in thought.

Population has always been confidential information, and countries have not disclosed specific data at all.

"You can also tell me a rough range." Seeing this, Lancer relaxed his request.

"Sir! Since the Dark Ages and entering the Age of Kingdoms, mankind has transformed from a whole into thirty-seven countries, scattered across the continent. Currently, the Violet Kingdom has a population of 700 million, ranking middle among human countries." A drinker Respond very quickly.

"Very good!" Lancer threw a silver parabola again.

The tavern is really a good place to get information.

Lancer marvels at recent human development. The civilization of spellcasters has become more and more advanced, and the lives of ordinary people have also improved.

Food and weapon forging technology have made great progress compared to tens of thousands of years ago.

It is natural for the strong men who rule this advanced era to be stronger.

"Is he resurrected again?"

"Is it over yet..."

Seeing the dark red thread of murderous intent, Tai'an put down the black-covered spell book in his hand.

Cultivation and defense of the Finger of Death.

If you want to defeat the strong man in the Holy Realm, you must completely destroy the opponent's soul.

The finger of death is the best method, especially suitable for some old antiques. If one's own soul dies, one will definitely die if one is attacked. Besides, he didn't know how to deal with it.

"Forget it, let's kill again!"

Lancer spent a lot of time and found out about some of the more famous properties of the Blue Rose family. Plan to recover some interest before the decisive battle. In short, we must not let him hide in the dark. Otherwise there is no way to fight.

"Two sneak attacks, it's my turn..." Lancer gathered the dark energy balls in his hands, aimed in the direction of Dawn Church, and silently said in his heart: "Repent!"

The moment the murderous intent burst out, he felt the familiar feeling of powerlessness, his consciousness was broken, and he fell into darkness.

If you die continuously, you will lose some soul fragments each time.

When he woke up again, he sat quietly for three days and three nights like a sculpture. The growing sense of hunger awakens a blank brain.

Ignoring food, I immediately checked the reserves of underworld sludge and the number of soul fragments.

"Oh, you can still be resurrected fifty-three times, don't be afraid!"

The Death Transcendent gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart.

"Does that guy have omnipotence similar to that of the Lord of the Abyss? As long as he thinks about him, chanting his true name will make him feel something."

Before the attack, Lancer did not publicize it everywhere, and the location and time he chose were also temporarily decided. But the other party just happened to catch him, and it is absolutely impossible to explain it by coincidence.

Tricky! I have tried my best to collect information as carefully as possible, using the method of using the enemy's covert approach...

I thought I was careful enough, but I still paid the price with my life. Just thinking about it makes me feel cold in my back.

Must hide in the dark, must hide deeper...

Lancer clasped his hands together, and the ruins hidden in the different space began to shake violently.

"Resurrection! My loyal servant..."

Once an extremely powerful necromancer. Fight the demonic invasion with an army of the undead.

The results are obvious.

The powerful abyssal creature was completely superior to the undead. It regarded his army as cannon fodder and toys, and was easily destroyed. In the end, it had to build ruins to hide.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the souls of the undead have long since disappeared. No matter how Lancer called, there was no response.

"It really doesn't work!" He reluctantly chose to give up.

Maybe if I wake up ten thousand years earlier, I still have a chance. Even for the undead at the sanctuary level, it is difficult to completely transcend death.

Lancer is an exception. Otherwise, there would be no title of one who transcends death.

He is the longest active god in history!

……

At the end of November, the holidays begin.

After three months of winter vacation, school will not start until February.

Many people in the college are on their way home.

Fu and Leona hugged Tai'an hard and said goodbye. The two are returning to their respective family territories.

"Xiao An, you are welcome to come to my house at any time!" Fu was as enthusiastic as the silver moon.

After being influenced by what one sees and hears, one learns from one another.

"Well, maybe I will go, but I'm not allowed to get along with other boys." Tai'an emphasized seriously, specially putting a mental mark on it.

"Tch, you stingy guy." Yin Yue secretly made a face behind her back.

"My sister and I will come to your wedding." Leona hugged Tai'an and whispered softly in his ear.

"You are my woman, you must not mess around!"

Tai'an has already made a life knitting to prevent himself from wearing a hat. Even if someone can make up for it, it will never be done in exactly the same way.

Leona pinched Tai'an angrily: "I have received a strict family education, and the women of the Jingui family have always followed the same rules."

"Very good!" Tai'an patted the girl's skirt with satisfaction.

The Wizarding Branch is already a place of right and wrong.

Before dealing with the hostile gods, Tai'an decided to move away temporarily.

Dorothy arranged a large villa on the outskirts of the royal capital. The distance is a bit far and it is not very convenient to travel to and from the city. He had no choice but to buy another magic vehicle and give it to Liadrin for use. Usually, if the maid or housekeeper wants to go to the city to buy groceries, she is responsible for taking them there.

As for the Church of Dawn, there are clones and Oveska sitting there.

Once there is a crisis situation, Tai'an can enter the state of transformation and arrive near the spiritual coordinates after being confirmed by the source eye.

I guarantee that the god who causes trouble will come and die once.

"Xiao An, if I go back, will you miss me?" The silver-haired goblin stuck behind the black-haired boy and made a pitiful voice.

"You can only go back if I allow you to go back. You have to understand..." Tai'an spoke lightly and said very domineering words.

"Are you coming with me? My father, mother, and brother will definitely welcome you." Yinyue shook her skirt as if she had grown a little tail.

"Whenever you get pregnant with Zaizai, I will go back with you." Tai'an said insincerely.

"Humph, just lie to me!" Yinyue raised her brows angrily, clenched her fist and hit Tai'an hard: "Historically, it's not that half-elves didn't give birth to offspring, it's just that the chance is smaller. You and I must be special. one…"

Her tone of voice was solemn and her expression was confident.

Dorothy pouted at the side: "Xiao An, when will you marry me?"

"Wait until the day of your coming-of-age ceremony!"

Tai'an thought that doing two things at the same time would save a lot of time.

When Dorothy received a satisfactory answer, a smile appeared on her face, and she stepped forward and hugged Tai'an's arm: "Xiao An, they have left, but I will always be with you. Silver Moon, if you want to go back, go back quickly and don't get in the way. …”

"Damn it, Smelly Xiaoqian, I won't give you a chance to take advantage of the loopholes..."

Laughter and slapstick, the year comes to an end.

(End of this chapter)