Herag had never faced a Level 2 Wizard or anyone stronger, so he didn't have a clear understanding of his current strength.

He didn't know what level he was roughly at now.

But the man who was said to have power comparable to a Level 2 Wizard was killed by him with a single punch, indicating that he was at least at the strong level among Level 2 Wizards, and possibly even reached the strength level of a Level 3 Wizard.

However, after reaching Level 2 Wizard, strength alone cannot be simply used to estimate power.

Because the biggest difference between a Level 2 Wizard and a Level 1 Wizard is that they start to touch upon Rule Power.

Under Rule Power, the advantage of physical strength is not that significant.

After all, no matter how strong you are, if you can't exert or hit, it's meaningless.

Unless the strength is so extreme that it can break all rules.

Herag felt he was still far from that level.

"Lack of relevant data, unable to evaluate specific strength," Shenlan said after calculating for a while.

Herag pondered: "Unable to evaluate, indeed..."

He really hadn't fought a very strong wizard yet, so it was natural that Shenlan also didn't have corresponding data.

This matter could only be set aside for now and revisited later.

The yellow sand around them had gradually calmed down, leaving only a shocking giant pit.

Herag looked up at the sky, operating the Starry Sky Meditation Technique, letting Shenlan record the current distribution and position of the stars.

The stars are positioning coordinates; as long as enough star positions are collected, a lot of things can be analyzed.

However, he still hadn't visited the Abyss Plane enough times, so the collected star map information didn't provide any valuable clues yet.

A gust of wind blew by, and Herag glanced around, finding no movement.

He had now completely withdrawn his aura, didn't make any big disturbances, and didn't run around.

The demons originally present had all been scared away by him.

Herag felt this was quite fortunate that he hadn't stumbled upon particularly strong demons.

While he was very strong now and confident that even if he couldn't fight, he could run away.

The tricky part about demons isn't just their strength but also the variety of strange abilities they often have, making dealing with them troublesome.

For example, the polluted areas outside the Land of Dawn, all left behind by entities from the Abyss Plane, are polluted.

The entire continent was polluted; if someone encountered these things alone, the consequences could be imagined; perhaps death would be a relief, a luxury.

The surrounding space began to ripple, a familiar situation to Herag.

He seized the last opportunity to look around but still didn't see the toad, indicating it was indeed far away this time.

But it was also related to the time spent here, which was too brief, about to end soon.

Just as Herag was about to dissolve his current form, he suddenly felt an enormous pressure coming from all directions.

He immediately let out a muffled groan, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

This tremendous pressure seemed to want to crush him.

Herag immediately understood what it was—the rejection force exerted by the World Will of the Wizard Plane on him.

The different planes are such that the stronger one's power, the stronger the suppression when entering other planes.

Herag's power in his current form was too strong, directly triggering severe suppression and rejection from the Wizard Plane.

He quickly dissolved the form of Thunder God Ancestor, returning to his human form.

The dark golden skin on his body immediately faded, revealing his original human skin.

Herag let out a sigh of relief, the pressure from his body suddenly vanished, and his chest heaved violently as he gasped for air.

It was Herag's first time clearly feeling the suppression of the World Will; the terrifying oppressive force made it difficult to breathe.

He originally thought that form was already very powerful, but under the pressure of the World Will, he was as fragile as a bug.

Herag felt that if he hadn't dissolved the form in time, he might have been crushed alive in another second.

By this time, the surrounding scenery had completely changed, and Herag was back on the road leading to King Street.

Nightfall had already descended, and still, no one was in sight.

Some buildings in the nearby courtyard had lights on, and Herag could hear the sounds of conversation and laughter inside, thanks to his keen hearing.

Breathing the air here and feeling the atmosphere, Herag understood he had indeed returned.

He touched his nose and found he was already having a nosebleed.

At the same time, when Herag raised his hand, he discovered that the skin on both arms was already cracked, with blood seeping from the cracked wounds.

He took a sharp breath, realizing that his injuries were more severe than he had imagined.

The pressure of the World Will was too powerful, far from what ordinary strength could resist.

Recalling, Herag understood why he was subjected to such strong suppression.

At that time, he was in a state of activating the Bloodline Mark, and the space around him had just reached a critical point and was about to end; Herag was also about to return to the Wizard Plane.

At that moment, he was essentially trying to forcefully enter the Wizard Plane in the form of an Evil God from the Abyss Plane, attempting to forcefully penetrate with his physical body.

The World Will of the Wizard Plane naturally produced a tremendous rejection and suppression force, autonomously attempting to crush this bug trying to drill in.

Herag covered his mouth and nose, quickly walking back to the courtyard.

He was glad no one was around, and no one noticed his abnormality.

Herag just stepped into the backyard and collapsed into the courtyard.

"Herag!" Reese, hearing the commotion, opened the door and immediately exclaimed upon seeing the blood-soaked Herag, rushing over to help him up.

Herag hadn't lost consciousness yet, and with difficulty, he said, "Into the house, activate Nightfall."

He could feel the pain from all over his body; now, he was like a man made of cracked glass, with wounds everywhere, and blood everywhere, his entire body was a blood man.

This form absolutely couldn't be known by others; otherwise, it would be hard to explain when investigated, so the Nightfall in the courtyard had to be activated to prevent others from prying.

Reese helped Herag into the house, carefully laying him on the bed, then hurriedly took out several bottles of Tier One Potion Level Healing Potion.

Using both internal and external applications, the bleeding on Herag slowly stopped.

After finishing the emergency treatment, Reese quickly went to activate the Nightfall.

She knew Herag had encountered something he couldn't tell outsiders; otherwise, he would have asked her to contact Pries and others by now.

Lately, Reese had been immersed in studying Magic Potion, and naturally understood how to heal and save people.

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