The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 837 Evolve or Die

Abyssal creatures do not record history, or rather, they do not record history that has little to do with survival.

Therefore, the creatures of the abyss now basically do not know that the abyss overlord Samael was originally just an ordinary, even somewhat weak, bone demon.

The talents of these demons, the Bone Demons, are actually quite strong. Their diet is very diverse, and they can even eat minerals.

Moreover, they can strengthen their alchemical-mechanical-like skeletons by consuming different foods.

Unfortunately, while the Bone Demon's talent is excellent, it's a talent that requires long-term monetization.

In the environment of the abyss, if a creature cannot quickly transform its talents into survival skills, it can only serve as food for various powerful demons.

And Samael was such a demon.

Unlike his kinsmen, Samael successfully turned his talent into a commodity.

Looking at Samael, who was now just a skeleton, Li was filled with astonishment.

Samael's skeleton was flawless. The connections between the bones were so perfect that even the most complex alchemical machinery of a wizard could not match it.

These complex structures enable the body to be extremely stable. No matter where it is struck, these complex structures can cleverly distribute the force, allowing the entire skeleton to bear the impact.

Flesh and blood grew from the gaps between the bones, and in an instant, Samael's body was restored to its original state.

It was as if the previous attack had never happened.

Samael opened his arms to Richard and the Tarar peak.

"Keep going! Let me see what you're capable of."

Richard remained silent, the runes on his body constantly shifting. Beside him, Taral Peak's figure flashed, and the Instant Strike he had once used against Richard reappeared.

But unlike last time, this time each of the ten thousand strikes in an instant is twice as powerful as before.

Samael's assessment of this was—

"Fancy".

Samael didn't make any move; he simply adjusted his skeletal structure and took the blow head-on.

Along with this came his counterattack.

boom!
Taral Peak's body streaked across the void like a meteor, its flesh and blood almost completely shattered. Dark red blood splattered across the void, each drop transforming into a twisted monster comparable to a world lord.

Samael waved his hand, swatting the flesh away from his own.

He scoffed, "Severing the energy cycle? You actually dare to use such a petty trick in a battle between Overlords."

It seems that not all Titans are strong.

After saying that, he looked at Richard.

The moment the attack began on Tarlar Peak, Richard was already preparing his assault. Although each move was instantaneous, it was enough for the Overlord.

Richard lightly swung his fist, seemingly without any power. But as his fist moved, ripples suddenly appeared in the air.

His dimensional power was also being depleted at an alarming rate.

Samael's expression turned excited, and a crisp cracking sound suddenly came from inside his body.

If the God of Change were present, he would definitely recognize it—Samael is getting serious.

It was the same punch thrown.

Samael's fist collided with Richard's fist.

In an instant, a profound stillness was born within their fists.

It was a darkness that resembled a singularity.

But then, the "singularity" vanished, transforming into a dazzling light resembling a supernova explosion.

boom!
Richard and Samael were both sent flying backwards at the same time.

Richard's arm had been obliterated by the recoil, and Samael's arm had also been obliterated, with fine cracks appearing on its dark bones.

"Incredible! Incredible! You actually managed to use such a method! You truly deserve to be the chosen successor of the Titans!"

Samael looked at Richard with admiration in his eyes.

Richard's punch just now seemed ordinary, but it was actually a display of great skill without artifice.

Richard had realized that his only advantage over Samael was his inexhaustible energy.

So he chose to concentrate all his energy into that punch, using runes to forcibly stabilize the energy, and then unleash it upon impact.

Even the Cosmos Corona must proceed with extreme caution regarding such a reckless approach.

Richard, however, relied on the probability manipulation of the Miracle Dimension to forcibly create it using dimensional power.

Richard showed no delight at Samael's praise.

He watched as the cracks on Samael's arm healed at a visible speed, and once again felt the helplessness he felt when facing the Furnace Dimensional Incarnation.

For organisms that have undergone physical evolution, there is an insurmountable chasm between breaking limits and not breaking limits.

"Still not strong enough!" Richard sighed inwardly.

boom!
Taral Peak's body suddenly appeared in front of Samael, and the killing fist he had just used collapsed again.

Richard followed suit, his runes constantly changing, each change representing a unique skill passed down by a furnace master.

As the Titan King, he used the techniques of the Hearthkins. This means that Samael didn't know much about the Titans and thought these methods were a product of the Titans absorbing runes from other civilizations into their own system after forming the Civilization Alliance.

Samael handled the siege from the two rulers with ease.

Although he limited his power to the level of an ordinary ruler by sealing himself, he was still a ruler who had broken through limits. Whether it was his combat skills or his innate instincts, he far surpassed the level of a normal ruler.

Furthermore, even though he sealed his strength, his bones, which normally govern his body, were still powerful enough that Richard and Taral Peak's offensive suppression was not a difficult thing for him to handle.

boom!
Samael suddenly threw a punch, using pure physical strength to send the weakest of the three, Taral Peak, flying.

Then, a simple, unadorned whip kick sent Richard, who was trying to sneak up on him, flying.

Three enormous figures confronted each other in the void, their auras almost materializing.

Richard and Taral Peak were two fierce tigers, while Samael was a demon, a demon whose mere glance could terrify anyone. "Alas, in the end, I cannot completely seal him away." Samael looked at Richard and sighed slightly. "I am a bone demon, my bones cannot be sealed, fighting you is far too easy."

He is too strong.

Even with the seal, he could not truly return to the level of an ordinary ruler.

If he could return to the time before he broke limits, either Richard or Tarral would be a formidable opponent for him.

If the two of them team up, he will definitely be in a life-or-death situation.

Enjoy that beautiful moment when life and death hang in the balance.

Unfortunately, he was too strong.

“You guys are pretty good. If I were still an ordinary ruler, I would definitely fight you to the death today.”

Unfortunately, I've already exceeded my limits.

As he spoke, abyssal runes began to appear on Samael's body; these were seals he used to limit his power.

At this moment, however, these runes were quietly shattering.

He looked at Richard with anticipation in his eyes.

"Kid, I have high hopes for you. You will definitely become very strong in the future, as strong as me, or even stronger than me."

So I've decided to mentor you.

After Samael finished speaking, Richard suddenly felt his body sinking into some kind of gel.

An almost tangible pressure instantly enveloped his body.

Opposite him, the seal on Samael's body had been completely shattered, and the powerful aura of the Limit Breaker Overlord surged towards him like a tidal wave.

Talal Peak, standing nearby, understood what Samael was trying to do, and his expression instantly turned extremely anxious.

But Samael simply slapped him away, sending him flying like a shooting star.

Samael looked at Richard and slowly adopted an offensive stance.

The murderous intent seeped into Richard's body like flowing water.

"With your current physique, it would take too long to evolve using something like an evolution field."

"Without tens of thousands of years, you won't even touch that boundary, let alone break through it."

Richard's expression was grave, and he assumed a defensive stance. Within his body, the trillions of cells that made up his body were fully activated at this moment.

His body sensed a great danger approaching.

"However, high-pressure evolution is different."

Samael looked at Richard and gently clenched his fist.

In that instant, Richard seemed to see a world-destroying, chaotic demon wielding its warhammer at him.

Samael is a pure physical evolutionist, so his methods are very limited.

It's nothing more than throwing punches, whipping kicks, and occasionally bumping into things.

But with such a simple method, Samael survived to the point of breaking the limit.

This can only mean one thing—that his physical body is strong enough to offset the side effects of not having those fancy methods.

A thought suddenly flashed through Richard's mind, and in an instant, it swept through every cell of his body.

If you don't evolve, you die.

"If that's the case, then let's evolve!"

The energy within Richard's body surged wildly, and almost every cell began to undergo elemental annihilation at that moment.

The seemingly endless energy formed a barrier like a city wall in front of Richard. Even though Samael's fist seemed to pass through the barrier without any hindrance, Richard did not give up.

Evolution is forced upon us.

If Richard can defend against it, what else is there for him to evolve?
If the barrier is ineffective, then wear armor; if the armor is ineffective, then rely on your body to tough it out.

In an instant, Richard's cells seemed to go mad, frantically changing shape to maintain their survival.

Evolution begins here.

clang!
A crisp sound suddenly rang out in the void.

Samael's fist stopped in front of Richard's head and tapped it lightly.

"That's a good voice, a good start."

Samael withdrew his fist and turned to leave. Behind him, Richard's massive body almost completely disintegrated.

Less than one billionth of the trillions of cells in the body remain.

But the cells that remained were all full of vitality.

Taral Peak arrived at Richard's side and immediately took Richard back to the Abyss World—the endless void of dimensions, where there was no nourishment to support Richard's regeneration.

In the vast world of the Abyss, Beelzebub narrowed his eyes as he looked at Mount Tarar, who had returned with Richard.

But in the end, he gave up his plan to make a move.

Samael didn't kill anyone, which means he intended to groom Richard. If Richard were to make a move now, Samael would definitely fight him.

He had no intention of fighting Samael.

At least not now.

"He's unconscious, so now is the best time for me."

Beelzebub muttered to himself, a wicked glint flashing in his dim eyes.

Since Richard didn't restrict him from stealing the bloodline, how could he possibly betray that kindness?

(End of this chapter)