Seal of God: Crossing the Snake Demon God, Devouring Evolution

The eighth game of the fourth round of the individual competition.

His blazing gaze was as sharp as a torch, focused on the trial field.

All members of the Ragnarok Demon Hunting Group were on high alert, following Cai'er as she entered the arena.

Across from him was Mo Wu from the Magic Temple, his silver hair fluttering in the wind, his purple eyes deep and mysterious, and his black robe making him look even more cold and majestic.

As a ninth-order, third-level domain-level magician, his dark attributes are unique in the Magic Temple, second only to the Temple Master Li Zhengzhi, and his strength is unfathomable.

Cai'er showed no fear and took steady and firm steps.

In the blink of an eye, the slender black wings behind him suddenly spread out, like an inky iris blooming in the dark night, exuding a mysterious and dangerous aura.

Spiritual energy surged around her body, and a death scythe condensed from pure spiritual energy quietly took shape in her hands. The faint light flowing on the scythe blade seemed to be able to reap all life in the world.

"Little girl, you are very brave, but your individual competition will end here."

Mo Wu spoke first, his deep and hoarse voice seemed to come from the abyss of ancient times, revealing an unquestionable sense of oppression.

Cai'er pursed her lips tightly, her expression stern, and did not respond at all.

In an instant, the sickle in his hand was swung violently, and a sharp stream of spiritual power, accompanied by a whistling wind, shot towards Mo Wu like an arrow.

Seeing this, Mo Wu smiled scornfully, quickly formed seals with his hands, and muttered something.

In a flash, an indestructible black shield condensed in front of him, firmly blocking Cai'er's attack. Circles of black ripples appeared on the surface of the shield and then disappeared into thin air.

"It is worthy of being called the Dark Shield. It lives up to its reputation."

Someone exclaimed in a low voice.

Cai'er did not panic because her attack was blocked. She spread her spiritual wings behind her, and her figure instantly turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot.

Mo Wu's pupils suddenly shrank, and relying on years of combat experience and keen perception, he quickly teleported to the left.

Just as he landed on the ground, Cai'er's ghostly figure suddenly appeared, and the sickle in her hand was wrapped in overwhelming force, chopping down from top to bottom.

With a loud bang, a shocking deep gully was cut into the ground, and earth and rocks flew everywhere.

"Hmph, the speed is pretty good."

Mo Wu snorted coldly, and waved his hands rapidly in the air. The dark magic power around him was like a surging black tide, madly converging towards him.

In the blink of an eye, several black spears condensed out of thin air, each emitting a breath of destruction. The spear heads pointed directly at Cai'er and shot away with a piercing whistling sound.

Cai'er flipped flexibly in the air, her figure as light as an elf in the dark night.

The spiritual wings flapped rhythmically, and each swing brought up a storm of spiritual power, which deflected the incoming black spears.

However, Mo Wu's attack was like a downpour, with more and more black spears, densely packed together, gradually compressing Cai'er's dodging space to the limit.

Cai'er's heart trembled, and she knew that she could no longer passively take the beating.

Instantly, she took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in her body surged wildly like boiling magma. The spiritual wings behind her shone brightly, almost dazzling.

Then, she tightly grasped the Grim Reaper's scythe in both hands, leaped high into the air, drew a beautiful and deadly arc in the air, and swooped down towards Mo Wu like a meteor.

This strike condensed all her strength and determination, as if to completely tear apart the darkness before her eyes.

Mo Wu felt the terrifying power of this attack, and his face instantly became as solemn as frost. He quickly formed seals with his hands and chanted an ancient and obscure spell. His voice was low and distant, as if it came from the depths of endless darkness.

As the spell was uttered, dark magic power quickly gathered above his head, forming a huge black vortex.

In the vortex, countless dark runes flickered and jumped, exuding a terrifying and strange aura.

"Dark Forbidden Spell - Devour Everything!"

Mo Wu roared, and the black vortex swept towards Cai'er like a hungry beast, with its fangs and claws bared. Wherever it passed, the space was distorted and swallowed up like a broken mirror, making a heart-pounding "sizzling" sound.

Cai'er faced this horrifying forbidden spell head-on. There was no trace of retreat in her eyes. Instead, there was a burning desire to fight.

Just when the black vortex was about to swallow her, she suddenly swung the sickle in her hand forward with all her strength.

In an instant, a dazzling ray of purifying spiritual power burst out from the sickle, like a scorching sun, carrying endless light and hope, and collided head-on with the black vortex.

"Boom!" With a deafening roar, the entire trial field was instantly enveloped by a blinding light. The strong energy fluctuations were like a raging tsunami, spreading in all directions with overwhelming force.

The audience was all dumbfounded, staring nervously at the center of the arena, their hearts filled with shock and anticipation.

The light gradually dissipated, and Cai'er was seen holding a sickle, standing steadily in the same place.

Her wings were trembling slightly, her pure white clothes were torn in several places, and a few strands of hair were sticking to her cheeks in a messy manner, but her eyes were filled with determination and resoluteness.

Looking at Mo Wu again, his face was as pale as paper, his breathing was disordered and rapid, and his body was shaky. The dark forbidden spell that he was proud of was actually blocked by Cai'er.

"This...how is this possible..." Mo Wu muttered to himself, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Nothing is impossible." Cai'er's voice was clear but firm. "Although your dark magic is strong, your talent is far inferior to mine."

As soon as she finished speaking, the spiritual wings behind Cai'er spread out again, and she flew towards Mo Wu with a rustling sound.

Mo Wu gritted his teeth, held up his shaky body, and prepared to attack again.

However, Cai'er was as fast as lightning. Before he could react, Cai'er appeared in front of him like a ghost.

"It's over." Cai'er said softly. Although her voice was soft, it revealed unquestionable power.

After saying this, she raised the sickle high with both hands, and a radiance of purifying spiritual energy shone brightly around her. In the radiance, a holy lotus slowly emerged.

Every petal of the lotus radiates pure light. Wherever the light reaches, the dark magic quickly melts away like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun.

"This... this is..." Mo Wu looked at the magnificent lotus blooming in front of him in horror, his eyes full of despair.

Cai'er let out a light shout, and slashed down fiercely with the sickle in her hand, carrying the purifying power of the prosperous lotus.

A purple light flashed by, and Mo Wu had no time to make any defense before he was swallowed by the light.

"Boom!" Mo Wu's body was blown away like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily on the edge of the field, raising a cloud of dust.

Mo Wu coughed up a mouthful of blood. Even though he had tried his best to defend himself, he still couldn't block Cai'er's attack.

"Little girl, you are very strong. In the future, the Temple Alliance may really have to rely on young people like you." Mo Wu sighed, with a relieved smile on his face.

Cai Er smiled slightly, turned around and walked towards the demon hunting group. (End of this chapter)