Synthetic Wizard

Looking down from high above, it seemed like a giant black array with a radius of a thousand meters had suddenly appeared in the wilderness.

Sunan’s location was also encompassed within the range of the black array.

Almost in an instant, he felt his physical strength and spiritual power rapidly draining, and there was a faint invisible ripple in the air around him, slowly eroding his body, making him gradually weak.

"A field control-type talent ability, huh."

Sunan mused.

This talent ability was somewhat similar to his absolute forbidden zone, both having a range-based weakening effect.

The difference was that the absolute forbidden zone focused on defense, and the range weakening effect was just incidental, therefore its strength was not as intense as the one before him.

"Superior grade talent ability, and that pitch-black flame, judging by its intensity, is also likely a superior grade talent ability."

"If the third talent ability is also superior, it’s no wonder so many Level 3 Crystallization Wizards have fallen at his hands."

Three superior-grade talent abilities almost equate to a True Spirit Wizard reserve.

The probability of advancing to True Spirit Wizard in the future is over eighty percent.

After all, a wizard who can construct three superior-grade talent crystals must surpass ordinary wizards in aptitude, willpower, as well as resources and connections, and naturally, the probability of advancing to True Spirit Wizard is far above ordinary wizards.

"Looks like I’ll have to go all out."

Silver light flashed, mystical and strange patterns floated from Sunan’s body.

He activated the [Talent Specialization] immediately.

Back when battling Youxi, he had just been promoted and needed a rival to test the changes in various abilities, so the battle lasted long. But it’s different now; facing such a level of opponent requires going all out.

Sunan unhesitantly used his current strongest killing move!

[Fallen Star Rain]!

Three times the power!

The night suddenly descended.

The entire sky was instantly occupied by endless darkness, studded with brilliant stars shining with a silver-white cold light.

"What is this?!"

Makaro’s rich battle experience allowed him to detect danger immediately. He controlled the pitch-black flame to surge towards Sunan, while a black light shot from his brow, tearing through the void toward Sunan.

But the vast stars were quicker than his movements.

Tens of millions of stars vibrated simultaneously in the deep night, drawn by massive power, streaking dazzling trajectories through the void, falling in a storm!

Overwhelming momentum, as if crushing a person into dust.

Whether it was the pitch-black flame or black lightning, under the continuous onslaught of starfall, everything headed toward obliteration, unable to touch even a single hair of Sunan.

At the same time, Makaro was engulfed by countless stars trailing flames, violent impacts and fierce fires instantly tearing the defenses on his body and scorching his flesh.

"Ahhh!!!"

Makaro screamed in agony, unhesitantly activating the protective witchcraft artifact on him, but it was soon shredded and shattered by more stars.

Stars falling seemingly endlessly in the deep night.

The intense crisis of death loomed over Makaro’s heart; he felt like he had half-stepped into death and wanted to concede to exit the duel space.

But before he could speak, a heavy pressure suddenly surged, bending his body, causing his bones to creak under the weight, even his spirit seemed to stagnate, and the words at the tip of his tongue swallowed back.

The corner of Makaro’s eye desperately glanced, finally discovering Sunan had somehow appeared not far in front of him.

An invisible force field subtly exuded from Sunan; it was precisely the terrifying pressure he felt!

In his vision, a flash of silver light, a silver needle less than ten centimeters long already arrived before Makaro, instantaneously penetrating his brow.

Makaro’s body instantly stiffened, his eyes widening in defiance and despair.

The next moment, his head burst like a watermelon, red and white splattering!

Stars followed, shredding and obliterating the headless body!

Sunan reached out his hand, catching an ancient space ring into his palm.

Looking at the ring, he smiled faintly.

Originally discontent with Black Wizards, after sensing Makaro’s killing intent, he decisively went all out and crushed him in the duel space.

With Makaro’s power, killing him before he left the duel space would’ve been difficult. But the mistake lay in underestimating Sunan’s explosive damage in that instant.

Otherwise, if he adopted a defensive stance first, he could’ve taken the time to admit defeat and leave the duel space.

[Duel ends, the winner is Sunan Yanest.]

[You have automatically been promoted to the owner of arena 24, inheriting the corresponding bets. Do you wish to continue the arena duel?]

"Cancel the arena." Sunan unhesitantly refused.

He had what he wanted, naturally no need to continue the arena duel; he didn’t lack those magic stones.

[Arena 24 has been canceled.]

A crack appeared in the void, and a thick book floated out, drifting towards Sunan.

He caught it with his hand, flipping through casually, a satisfied expression on his face.

Indeed, it was the Supreme Golem blueprint.

Speaking of which, the arena bets were certified by the Starry Tower, there’s no worry about authenticity or quality.

...

In the hall, in front of the stone tablet marked 24.

Lize stared fixedly at the stone tablet, her lips tightly pressed.

Tanner and Blaise stood beside her, exchanging glances now and then, seemingly communicating privately through Communication Skill.

Only Gelushi stood more than ten meters away from the three, occasionally glancing at the stone tablet, a cold smile hidden under his mask.

At that moment, a figure abruptly flashed in front of the stone tablet, Sunan appeared out of thin air.

Everyone was taken aback.

It couldn’t have been more than a minute since he went in, and the battle was over?

That was too fast!

Gelushi was the first to react, showing a disdainful expression, sneering, "I thought you had some skills, but you couldn’t even last a minute before defeat!"

In his view, Sunan emerging so quickly from the duel space meant only one thing: he had lost.

Tanner and Blaise exchanged perplexed looks; their thoughts were the same as Gelushi’s.

Only Lize showed doubt.

Though she worried Sunan may not be Makaro’s match, she never believed Sunan would fall so quickly.

Thus, she looked at the stone tablet behind Sunan, and at a glance, her eyes widened.

Most of the words on the stone tablet had already disappeared, leaving only a few lines.

[Arena 24, Vacant.]

What it meant was obvious!

Tanner and Blaise noticed Lize’s shocked expression, quickly glanced at the stone tablet behind Sunan, and showed expressions as if they’d seen a ghost.

Sunan ignored Gelushi’s taunts, nodded slightly to Lize, and said, "I’ve got the blueprint, let’s go."

He said no more, ignoring Gelushi, leading Lize straight out.

Gelushi froze; he finally realized something was amiss, quickly looked at the stone tablet, and stood stunned.

The arena had vanished!

Meaning the duel ended, yet Makaro didn’t come out, leaving only one explanation—he perished at Sunan’s hands!

In that brief minute, Sunan not only won the duel but killed Makaro!

The fearsome Makaro who defeated many Level 3 Crystallization Wizards!

"How could this be possible..."

Gelushi struggled to believe.

A Level 3 Crystallization Wizard being able to defeat Makaro was shocking enough, but killing Makaro was unimaginable!

That meant Makaro didn’t even have the chance to admit defeat before dying!

Was the difference in strength between the two so vast?

At that moment, Gelushi was engulfed in disbelief, feeling like he was in a dreamlike absurdity.

Who exactly was that guy?