Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 168 Hunter? Prey? You seem to have made a mistake.

(Thanks to the boss of Shuhai Manyouren for the reward of 1666 reading coins!)
Wang Feng slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a murky, lead-gray sky.

Like an old canvas splattered with ink, a sense of oppression and gloom enveloped the entire world.

"This is the treasure hunting space?"

"Isn't that a bit too rough?"

Compared to the Sha Yuan and the Three Steps Tower, this man-made space reveals a clumsy patchwork feel everywhere.

The unnatural distortions at the boundaries of the space are faintly visible, like a poorly made collage, creating a strong sense of incongruity.

Being there feels like being a real person who has been forcibly crammed into an oil painting world.

Wang Feng was standing at the edge of a dense forest.

The low growls of demons echoed from time to time in the forest, their sounds creating eerie echoes in the distorted space.

Looking up, several eagles were circling a hundred meters in the air, their sharp eyes flashing with magical light.

These specially trained demons are transmitting everything they see through magic, broadcasting it in real time to an audience outside.

Simply put, this is a demonized version of an ultra-high-definition camera.

Wang Feng stared at the eagles with pupils, a dangerous smile curving his lips.

The rules set by the competition organizers do not explicitly prohibit peeping into the Eagle's memories.

Perhaps in their view, it was impossible for an ordinary student to break through the magical defenses of the Eye Eagle.

But for Wang Feng, who possesses the spiritual power of the eighth realm, are these flapping-wing "surveillance" devices merely a gift delivered to his door?
"Who is the hunter? Hehe~" Wang Feng chuckled meaningfully.

……

outside world.

Prince Banbo slumped in his wheelchair, his pale fingers gripping the armrests tightly, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Wang Feng's figure on the big screen.

Although the healing magic of the Parthenon saved his legs, his shattered pelvis would take at least three months to heal—how could he not avenge this?

“Look, this is the devil of China,” he whispered hoarsely to his attendant beside him, “but soon, he will be driven off the field like a stray dog.”

The reason he remained silent during this period was partly because his elder brother had given him a stern warning, revealing that Wang Feng had a special status in China and was someone he could not afford to offend.

On the other hand, it stemmed from a deep-seated fear—that man had said that if he ever appeared before him again, the Spanish royal family would collect his body!
Tormented by hatred and fear, Banbo finally devised this vicious plan to kill someone using another's knife.

The combined national teams of fifteen countries are targeting China, aiming to force them out of the top eight in the treasure hunt—thus eliminating China from the finals!
The other fifteen teams, having witnessed the terrifying strength of the Chinese team firsthand, all tacitly chose to join forces.

After all, this is the best opportunity for them to eliminate their strongest competitors.

“Yes, Prince Banbo, your plan will surely be executed perfectly,” said the attendant beside Prince Banbo respectfully.

……

Wang Feng quickly locked onto his first prey—a joint team composed of players from four countries—using the eagle's vision.

A series of booming sounds came from the distant mountain peaks, where twelve mages were working together to attack a massive mountaintop rock demon.

The 'stone heart' nurtured within the body of this rare demon is a treasure that can cause earth-elemental mages to experience a surge in cultivation. It is worth 400 million on the market, and it is not impossible for a better quality one to sell for 500 million!
"A great start!" Wang Feng licked his lips lightly, his figure disappearing into the shadows of the jungle like a ghost.

When he arrived at the battlefield silently, he saw ten players from Japan, France, and Italy launching their final assault.

The mountaintop rock demon was covered in cracks, its rocky body crumbling apart. "How will the spoils be divided?" the French team's blond mage asked, panting heavily.

"Of course, it'll be split evenly among the four teams," said Shao Hegu of the Sakura team.
“Dividing it equally is the fairest thing to do,” said Peris from Spain, nodding.

"But there's only one stone heart, so how are the points calculated?" A greedy glint flashed in Angelo's eyes.

Just as the three parties were each harboring their own secrets, a voice carrying a smile suddenly broke through:
"Since you are all in such a difficult position, how about I accept this gift on your behalf?"

The ten people turned around in alarm, only to see Wang Feng leaning lazily against an ancient tree, his ambiguous smile instantly putting everyone on edge.

"Wang Feng!" Ming Busong's pupils suddenly contracted, and his voice changed slightly due to shock.

Perlis immediately reacted and shouted, "Perlis, just in time! If we eliminate him, our Spanish team will voluntarily give up on the Heart of Stone!"

Upon hearing this, the other three team members' eyes flashed with ecstatic joy.

Ming Busong's body was already surging with magical energy: "The Chinese team can forget about making it into the top eight!"

“That’s right,” the French team’s blond mage said, lightning gathering in his hand, “they are our common enemy.”

Wang Feng suddenly chuckled, his laughter carrying a chilling undertone: "You still don't understand who the prey is?"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly turned into two bottomless pools of darkness.

In an instant, thick, inky black mist erupted from his body, rapidly engulfing the entire battlefield like a living thing.

Even more terrifying, the ground beneath their feet began to soften and writhe, turning in the blink of an eye into a bubbling black mud pit.

"Night's Domination—Black Demon Pool!"

"When did Captain Huaxia acquire Shadow-type abilities?!" Shao Hegu's voice trembled in the darkness, filled with disbelief and terror.

"Where is the Light Mage? Quickly dispel this black mist!" Angelo's shouts echoed in the darkness, his tone filled with panic.

"I come!"

Perlis quickly retrieved a precious magical artifact, using its power to temporarily resist the oppressive rule of Siye.

A dazzling constellation of light gradually took shape around her.

"Light spreads across the land—a sacred word!"

In an instant, a blinding holy light cleaved through the darkness like a sharp sword, its brilliant radiance illuminating every detail within a radius of tens of meters.

However, this light came quickly and went even faster, like a candle flame extinguished by an invisible hand, only to be swallowed up again by the rolling black mist in an instant.

The Night's rule still shrouded everyone like thick ink, showing no sign of being dispelled.

"How is this possible?" Perlis stared at her hands in disbelief. "This is high-level light magic!"

"Is this all the light you've got?" Wang Feng's deep voice echoed in the darkness. "Is there anything brighter?"

In the darkness, no one saw the cold smile that curled at the corner of his mouth.

With the talent of "Light and Darkness in Harmony", he is completely immune to all dark magic that is countered by light magic!
This means that once his rule over the night begins, there is absolutely no possibility of it being broken!
Unless a Shadow-type victim arrives in person, or the Dark King strips him of his Shadow-type abilities.

Otherwise, in this realm of absolute darkness—he is the sole ruler!
"It seems your light cannot illuminate my night."

"Well then, it's my turn to perform!"
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P.S.: I have a fever, I feel awful, and my head is spinning. I managed to write two chapters.
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