I became a mage and was recruited by the lord as his son-in-law

The closer you get to the black ball, the more you can feel the invisible pull.

But outside of this black ball, the spell can never be broken, so the wizard rushed directly into the black ball.

Inside the black ball, everything was pressed inwards.

The mage felt everything around him, but he suddenly felt a little dazed. Although his soul body was constantly collapsing inward, the pulling feeling that made everything shatter was gone.

Thinking of the black ball passing by and the surrounding things rising and spinning continuously, the wizard suddenly understood.

This is a two-layer spell.

One is the gravity spell inside, and the other is the black illusion outside.

The gravity spell inside not only sucks objects away, it also keeps them spinning.

The objects it sucked in gradually turned into solid objects due to compression. Although they were still shrinking inward, their destructive power was not as great as that of the outside.

Thinking of this, the wizard breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, this was just a tentative attack.

He released his mental power and felt the pulling sensation at the center.

There was not only a rune formation there, but also a small object with extremely large mass.

Although he didn't know what it was, the wizard already knew a way to break the impasse.

With a thought, a blue rune lit up. The rune hovered in the palm of the wizard's hand for a moment, then flew directly to the center of the black ball.

This is also the peculiarity of the Soul Rune, which allows it to travel freely through matter. If it were replaced with other runes, it might not be able to achieve this feat.

The rune fell into the center of the black ball and was imprinted directly on it.

Everything around me slowed down, as if time had slowed down.

The wizard knew that it was not time that was slowing down, but the inward compression of the surroundings that began to slow down and gradually stopped.

And that mass of extremely massive matter, when the rune was imprinted, had already become a virtual entity, without mass, not affected by any force, floating in the air.

After the central material was gone, the other materials fell directly to the ground, crushing several houses and creating a big hole in the ground.

The wizard looked downwards and scooped up several souls in his palm.

He sighed. When gods fight, mortals suffer.

With a thought in his mind, those souls were torn apart, and lines of emotional power overflowed from the broken souls and began to swirl around the mage.

Although rushing into the black ball just now helped him to dispel the magician's spell, it also caused him a lot of injuries.

He opened his mouth and sucked, and those souls screamed as they were sucked into his body.

Under the blue light, the great wizard felt vaguely uneasy when he saw this scene.

"No wonder he hid in Rose Territory for so many years. I'm afraid he must have done many evil things like eating human souls."

"The people I ate before all deserved death, and most of them committed heinous crimes."

He tore apart the last soul, channeled out the emotional power, and swallowed the remaining pure substance into his stomach again.

"This is the first time I've eaten an ordinary person's soul like this."

He looked at the Archmage and said:

“But I didn’t kill these people. It was the Archmage who killed their bodies, and I annihilated their souls.

In the end, I don’t think it’s clear which of us is more evil.”

The archmage looked at the mage opposite him. The mage's body had already been badly damaged by the probing spell just now.

But with the nourishment of several souls, his body actually began to grow again, just like sand filling a hole, repairing it bit by bit.

"The spell you cast just now was pretty good, but it's not at the level of a Millennium Master Mage. It doesn't seem like a natural disaster unique to you. It's more like a spell you put together specifically to deal with me."

The mage played with the power of emotions in his hands:

"If I'm not mistaken, you are not good at dealing with people like me. If it was a magician in the material realm, I'm afraid he would have been torn to pieces by you by now."

The great wizard continued to manipulate the rune formation in his hand and did not answer this question.

Soul disasters are indeed strange, but their upper limit is too low. Compared with the top disasters in the material realm, they are simply garbage.

If he hadn't been unprepared today and hadn't had a burden behind him, the wizard was confident that he could beat the shit out of him.

But now, the great wizard is not so scared of him anymore. After preparing for such a long time, how could there be no effect at all?

"is it?"

The archmage smiled slightly and threw the rune in his hand gently to the ground.

The moment the rune array touched the ground, it spread out like water, gradually covering the entire castle.

Under the blue light shield, a red light shield lights up.

The blue and red gradually merged, and a strange purple light appeared in front of the castle.

"Round two, kid, what are you going to do?"

The Archmage looked at the other man teasingly, a rune lit up on his hand, and black spikes slowly emerged from the ground.

The archmage manipulated the runes, and the spikes rushed into the sky, drawing a graceful parabola and shooting towards the mage like raindrops.

"Material attacks are useless to me."

The wizard sneered three times, stretched out his hand forward, spread out his five fingers, a rune lit up, and a blue barrier appeared in front of him.

“This barrier will transform all matter it comes into contact with into free energy in the form of soul.

Master, you are not good at..."

Suddenly, the wizard opened his eyes sharply, and those black spikes penetrated his barrier and shot towards his body.

There were holes as big as bowls on his body.

"This...how is this possible?"

The Archmage smiled and said:

"Don't you know that souls also have weight?"

After listening to the words of the Meteorite Mage, the mage looked at the black spikes again.

His pupils shrank suddenly and he could hardly believe his eyes.

Those black spikes are groups of souls, and each spike contains hundreds of souls.

Those souls screamed and roared, constantly making wild beast-like roars. Their anger and unwillingness continued to settle in these thorns, and finally these substances that could hurt the soul appeared.

There are countless such spikes around.

"You devil, how many souls have you collected? Do you still have humanity?"

The wizard looked at Master Meteorite with horror in his eyes.

The great wizard smiled disdainfully and said:

“We have collected more than 300,000, and more than 600,000 in scattered collections. Some time ago, we collected more than 100,000.

Not much, not much, just over a million."

The wizard looked at Master Meteorite as if he were looking at a devil.

"you you you……"

The great wizard smiled contemptuously, pointed at the black spikes, and said to the wizard sarcastically:

"Don't show that expression. I am not the same kind of person as you. Besides, as a soul disaster, I think you are a little too young.

Go away, kid, this is not the place for you."

The wizard stared at the spikes in a daze. He picked up one and his pupils shrank again.