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Chapter 183: Are you alright?

Austin never expected that when he simply contacted the mystics he knew before, he would receive a corrupt senior with several babies and who had summoned terrifying monsters.

Wendigos, twisted monsters resembling humanoid moose, are widely known among Native Americans and subsequent colonists. They wear moose skulls, have antlers over a meter long, are tall and robust with strong muscles, and every step they take carries a heavy sense of oppression, as if the earth itself trembles.

But what chilled Austin even more was that this Wendigo wasn't a real monster, but an evil spirit "resurrected" through the scavenging properties of Zijella.

This makes it covered in twisted branches and vines, adorning its antlers and body, like a vengeful spirit that has been buried in this land.

“See that? Mystic? Hahaha, what is mysticism to us now? Watch closely, we have become magicians, and we can even bring the evil spirits of our imaginations back to life in this colonized land!” Hohenheim’s pupils, which seemed to grow branches, stared intently at Austin.

The branches on his body began to grow rapidly, and he had completely become a "vegetative state" person.

Austin knew that the branches of the Zigera could be transplanted into the human body without any rejection reaction. The human body would perfectly integrate with the branches of the Zigera, thus creating a "magical organ" that humans could also possess.

However, those "vegetative state" patients all met tragic ends. They were either completely taken over and devoured by the branches of the Zijera, turning into a tree growing on the ground, or they completely lost themselves, becoming immortal walking corpses.

Even Qi Jiela's research on "divine tree reincarnation" was only because those trees would forcibly occupy the body of a corpse, completely taking over the corpse from the inside, and then forming a puppet controlled by the plant.

Just like cordyceps and zombie ants in nature, these are examples of fungi manipulating animal corpses to make them move, and these are all within Austin's understanding.

But what he couldn't understand now was why the other side was able to summon a native American monster after sacrificing two lives. This was no longer within the realm of mysticism; it was more like magic!
However, having personally experienced magic, Austin, who could now barely be called a second-tier mage, knew that the Wendigo opposite him had almost no magical power in his body, meaning that it was just an evil spirit manipulated by Zijra.

This is not magic at all!

And at this moment, after learning about the Holy Light, Austin fully understood that the so-called mystics could no longer be called "human" at heart.

They have become twisted individuals who are purely pursuing "magic," willing to do anything for it, no matter what form they take or what price they have to pay. As long as they can master "magic," they can bear any price and it is all worth it.

Having figured this out, cold sweat kept breaking out on Austin's forehead. If he hadn't met that person, hadn't mastered the Holy Light, or even learned the advanced path of the Holy Light in the tokusatsu drama, he wouldn't have been able to obtain a broad road that was completely open to him.

When faced with such an evil sacrifice that invokes evil spirits, can one still maintain humanity?

From the moment he began to doubt himself, he realized that he was very likely not to refuse.

However, possessing the Holy Light, this purest energy requires unparalleled perseverance and sacrifice to control, so he had to force himself to adapt to the Holy Light so that he could understand the mystics of the past as an observer...

How ugly!

It is described as dirty, ugly, and even despicable.

Just to kill him, two vibrant lives were sacrificed at will. The two infants seemed to have just had their umbilical cords cut, and they hadn't even opened their eyes to see the world before they left this world!
What the hell do you people value human life?!
Anger surged within the old mystic, and the crimson power of holy light erupted from him like a volcano about to erupt.

“Hohenheim, I originally wanted to pass on my little bit of experience on the path of magic to my old friends, but now I realize I was wrong, terribly wrong. Our pursuit of magic has gone down the wrong path. Look at yourself now, what have you become? Do you still have any sense of honor for the Hohenheim family in your heart?”

"Ha, glory? My mastery of magic is the true glory!" The other party paid no attention to Austin's words. The next moment, Wendigo swung his claws as if creating a sonic boom.

"Then I'll show you the true power of magic. And those dirty spells you've been playing with don't even deserve to be called magic!" Holy light shone in Austin's hand, and as it spun, it transformed into a disc-shaped cutting blade resembling a chainsaw.

At this moment, both the evil spirit Wendigo and the mystic Hohenheim on the other side were stunned. It wasn't a ritual or a trick; it was pure energy—this was magic! True magic, the magic of light!

Why, why is the guy on the other side so lucky to have obtained real magic!

Hohenheim touched his face the next moment, but he couldn't even touch his own features, because his features were all twisted and growing branches. For him, the so-called features had become another form of receiving information from the outside world.

This fueled his jealousy. Why was it that while they both wielded magic, the other person could stand in the light like a normal person, while he had to crawl like a maggot to obtain even the most insignificant power?

This jealousy immediately turned into anger, and Wendigo charged at Austin.

As Austin looked at the terrifying monster originating from the Americas, a smirk appeared on his face.

The Hohenheim family, a prestigious lineage among mystics, was once something he could only look up to, even being called the "strongest mystical family." But now, a pitiful, thick barrier has risen between them, and they are no longer on the same level.

But I, having mastered magic, will be the true strongest. Now it's a battle between the greatest mystic in history and a newly minted mage.

Furthermore, his opponents are not only the mystic in a vegetative state, but also the unknown evil spirit Wendigo. If it's one against two, it will be a bit tricky.

“However, I will win.” Austin smiled triumphantly and said decisively, “Senior Hohenheim, I will show you true magic. Don’t worry, it won’t waste your time.”

He laughed and delivered his pre-battle trash talk.

……

2 minutes later……

The figure was sent flying, sliding for nearly a hundred meters across the forest floor. The ground seemed to crack open, riddled with deep craters from the battle, until the figure finally came to a stop after crashing into a tree.

Austin felt like his whole body was falling apart. If it weren't for the unexpected resilience of his body, he felt that he would have been cut in half at the waist.

Even if he wasn't cut in half at the waist, he couldn't feel his lower body anymore; his spine must have been broken...

I'm so sorry for embarrassing myself as a mage...

Austin looked at the grinning Hohenheim in the distance, and the incredibly terrifying Wendigo. Just now, they had fought, but he had sensed something was wrong the moment they clashed.

Why is this monster so strong?

This was the only thing he could think about.

Then he could only desperately use his body to dodge and weave, trying to catch his breath, but this only lasted for less than two minutes.

"You certainly didn't waste too much of my time, Austin." The old man opposite him smiled sinisterly. He hadn't expected Austin, a mage, to be so...weak...

Having never fought between mages before, they had absolutely no reference points.

If Xue's Law were here, he would be speechless.

Austin is only at Tier 2, and has just reached Tier 2. He can only exert Tier 2 strength normally in the body that Xue Law has imagined and manifested. On the other hand, Wendigo is a near Tier 4, a terrifying monster that would require several heroes to attack in Greek mythology. He is similar to the Minotaur.

The two are more than one major rank apart.

Will it win?
Guaranteed to die!
But Austin didn't panic at this moment. He calmly touched the contents of his pocket, where there was a cell phone.

Luckily, in that situation, only the screen of the phone was broken, but it could still light up.

Hohenheim didn't seem to intend to kill Austin directly. He decided to keep Austin alive so he could obtain the magic from him and find out its origin.

This greed made him completely lose his mind.

The old mystic Austin silently dialed a number and immediately said, "My lord, 123°02W, 44°56N, in the forest northwest of Salem, save me!"

After saying that, he threw the phone away, and the shattered screen disappeared somewhere.

This scene stunned Hohenheim on the other end. He couldn't understand it at all. What kind of struggle could this mystic possibly put out under these circumstances? Besides, what was the point of making a phone call?

Could his support be teleported?
However, this was the last thing he could think of.

Just as he was wondering, a distorted spatial portal suddenly opened, and the next moment, a vertical guillotine flashed out from the portal, completely exceeding the limits of biological reaction. The guillotine sliced ​​Wendigo in half from top to bottom, and also separated him from the person hiding behind Wendigo.

Xue Dinglu stepped out of the portal, looked at the mess on the ground and the enemy cut in half, tilted his head in confusion, and said, "What happened here? Are you all okay?"

Austin finally breathed a sigh of relief, then realized that he was not in good condition. Although he might still return to the magic academy if he died, it would be best if he didn't die. So he immediately said, "Sir, please save me. I don't think I'm injured, but I'm about to die."

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