Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 585: Chapter 248: He’s Back

"This extraordinary world is truly vast."

David’s face showed a look of reflection.

Aside from the Wizard World, there are countless other extraordinary worlds.

And he hasn’t even finished exploring the Wizard World, only wandering in the Endless Sea within the Six Domains.

"Even here in the Endless Sea, I haven’t fully grasped my fate."

David took a deep breath, determined to work harder to improve his strength.

Then, he began to research the bloodline of the Fur Race, who in some sense, were natural-born bloodline mages.

Meanwhile, as David researched the Fur Race’s bloodline, bloodline mages on the Alien Race Continent also paid attention to these Fur Race.

Obviously, they realized that these Fur Races were also engaged in similar bloodline mages’ cultivation.

However, compared to bloodline mages, the Fur Race tended to develop their own bloodline, differing from the bloodline mages’ path of continuously merging powerful bloodlines.

In the depths of a dense forest on the Alien Race Continent

Two bloodline mages received word that the mage responsible for transmitting power and knowledge to the Fur Race had returned.

"He’s back!" The burly bloodline mage suddenly stood up, excitement flashing in his eyes.

Through their study of those Fur Race, they found that the power those Fur Race mastered was very similar to the bloodline mages’, proving to have a significant research value.

"Then let’s send the beastmen to attack the Fur Race, while we find a way to capture that mage named David."

"Got it." The burly bloodline mage said in a low voice, his gaze fierce.

Soon, these bloodline mages took action.

In the shadowy corners of the Demon Beast Forest, the beastmen, originally burly with deep green skin, had drastically changed.

These bloodline mages had recently mastered the power of demon blood.

As the irresistible dark energy gradually seeped in, the beastmen’s skin became hot, slowly turning to a fearsome red.

That color seemed to burn like flames, exuding an overwhelmingly suffocating pressure.

These red-skinned orcs were more ferocious than ever, their formerly gentle and rugged faces now twisted with anger like beasts.

Their eyes gleamed with strange, fervent brilliance, filled with the hungry and frenzied glare of roaring flames.

With each breath came a low, restless growl, as if the battle horn in the darkness had already sounded.

When they gathered, that strong and terrifying aura surged like a tide, making everything around seem insignificant.

In the face of this power, even those extraordinary magical beasts that never feared them before felt a trace of tremor.

The physiques of these red-skinned orcs were more robust, every muscle filled with power, and their sharp claws and fangs seemed like a gift of rebirth from the demon.

"Kill!"

When the leader gave a low but clear command.

These red-skinned orcs stormed toward the Fur Race territory like a torrential downpour.

Their steps were heavy, yet filled with a powerful, nearly rend-the-night-sky anger and passion.

Each step sounded like the pounding of war drums, causing the surrounding trees to tremble, leaving echoes.

Among this group of newly born beastmen enveloped with demonic aura, there were a few squad leaders with keen battle instincts who were exceptionally excited.

They exuded a thick scent of blood and a dark brilliance, roaring constantly to inspire one another, filling the entire army with a fearless, forward-driving air.

At this moment, they no longer simply pursued plunder but were filled with an instinct for blood and fire, slaughter and conquest.

Under the night’s cover, this army of red monsters was unstoppable, menacing and sinister shadows traversing the darkness toward the Fur Race.

In the depths of the Fur Race’s territory, the tranquil night was shattered by a tumultuous disturbance.

The Fur Rabbit Race’s scouts patrolling the forest edges suddenly detected unusual activity.

They keenly sensed a hostile, suffocating aura accompanied by distant deep growls and footsteps.

Swiftly and in harmony, they immediately gathered to discuss the danger they faced.

"I see a group of red-skinned orcs!" A scout gasped, tension and unease evident in his eyes, "They’re closing in on us, and they look very fierce!"

"We must sound the alarm immediately!" Another older scout hurriedly said.

His face showed a flash of anxiety, "These are definitely not ordinary beastmen! We must prepare!"

As the alarm sounded, the entire Fur Rabbit Race tribe quickly entered combat mode.

Families and combat groups gathered urgently, and preparations proceeded in an orderly manner.

The petite but agile rabbit warriors swiftly donned leather armor, weapons in hand, like knights skilled in speed and assassination.

"Everyone listen! We must unite and believe in our blood power!"

The leader stepped out, using firm and powerful words to inspire, "These orcs are not invincible, we have mastered our own blood power."

With the leader’s words, all Fur Rabbit Race soldiers responded in unison, their hearts ignited with courage and determination.

They knew the confrontation with these red-skinned orcs would be a life-or-death battle, but they also believed that as long as they stood united, they could withstand the imminent catastrophe.