Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 137 Curse and Bloodshed

The trip to Snail Disc Academy was canceled, and Karyu also had to leave at this moment.

Luger felt his head hurt even more.

“I don’t know if you’ve heard the story of the kobolds,” Kalu said. “In the legend, kobolds are intelligent little creatures like you, cursed into their current form, even on the verge of becoming intelligent races. Your appearance has made me even more convinced of this story. However, one thing I’m certain of is that the curse is real. It restricts the kobolds, and when you become a first-circle wizard, you may encounter it. It will block your path to becoming a second-circle wizard…”

"There are only two ways to solve this problem. One is to find the source of the curse, which could be an event, a wizard, or even an object. In any case, it is very difficult. The second way is to do what you are doing now and gradually detach yourself from the kobold bloodline. That way, you can gradually reduce the influence of the curse on you and allow you to continue on the path of the extraordinary."

Karyu's voice was calm and gentle, and every word he spoke clearly reached Luger's ears, whose head was throbbing with pain.

Luger nodded vigorously in response, carefully noting down the contents of the words.

"So where exactly is this place?" he asked helplessly.

“I don’t know where this place is. I just slightly interfered with the teleportation array,” Karyu smiled apologetically. “But it’s safer this way, and it’s the same for you.”

Luger nodded, and when he looked up again, Karyu had already begun to stroll out of the cave.

“Little Doghead, the Upper Realm is unfamiliar to you. You only need to remember one rule here: the High Council of Wizards does not interfere in normal battles between wizards,” Kalu said, turning around. “Only seedlings that have endured hardships and trials have a chance to grow into towering trees. This is a rule firmly established by the High Council.”

“Those holy judge wizards?” Ruger said, tapping his forehead.

There was no response for a while.

When he went to check again, Karyu had already left the cave and disappeared without a trace.

Ruger simply sat down on the spot and began to meditate to recover, hoping to quickly soothe the discomfort caused by Karyu's disruption of the teleportation.

As soon as he entered a meditative state, Luger was surprised. The number of small creatures attracted during meditation recovery here was several times greater than in the lower realm, which meant that the recovery speed was also much faster. In an instant, he felt as if he were a fish in water.

He felt that he could do an extra round of exhaustive deep meditation every day here, and that he could make more progress with each round of deep meditation.

This alone makes the trip worthwhile.

Time passed second by second, and as Ruger gradually recovered, his mind became active again.

He calmed his excited emotions, interrupted his meditation, waved his hand, and entered the abyss bedroom space, then tried to continue meditating inside. Upon trying, the bedroom space indeed changed as it had changed since arriving in the upper realm. It seemed that more small things were passing through the thin spatial walls and surging into this space, gradually reaching a level similar to the outside.

At the same time, he also made a judgment that this bedroom space connected to him should be like Karyu before, invisible and intangible, seemingly in a different position, but always with him.

Before leaving, he also brought in the old recliner, and now lying on it, he felt extremely happy.

After the initial excitement subsided, he left the bedroom.

With anticipation in his heart, he slowly walked to the outside of the cave.

A crimson orb hung in the sky, its blood-red light illuminating the earth.

The sky here is so high; that was his first impression of the place.

But that wasn't the real sky. If you looked closely, you could still see the faint dome and the chains hanging down from it. You could see them from so far away, so you could imagine how thick the chains were. There were dozens or even hundreds of chains, all extending into the blood-red sphere of light that was used to illuminate the sky.

A noise came from the side.

Ruger turned his head and found that there were more caves beside him, on both sides, and even more in the distance.

This appears to be a mountain town, with orderly streets visible in the distance. The crimson orb in the sky flickers slightly.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from a nearby cave, followed by more people who followed suit from their respective caves.

Ruger quietly put on his hood and face covering.

"The Blood Sun fluctuations are happening again, and this is noticeably more frequent than before..."

The person who came out first complained in a low voice and raised his arm.

Looking around, Luger saw a sparse number of people emerging from the cave. Many of them had raised their arms, while others stood quietly, seemingly waiting for something.

The crimson orb above their heads flashed once more.

Ruger could feel a distinct fluctuation; as it swept over him, his body instantly became burning hot.

Those who raised their arms were the first to react, with a spurt of blood shooting from their wrists. Those who did not stand still were a step slower, but they were no exception; a spurt of blood also shot into the sky.

Ruger noticed that the person next to him didn't need any wounds; the blood was just seeping directly from his skin.

He seemed to be losing control at this moment. Taking advantage of the fact that the people nearby were not paying attention, he quietly took a step back, returned to the cave, and then darted into the abyss bedroom space.

His inexplicable tremor didn't subside until the portal closed.

Aiskin and Big Fool looked at Luger, who had hurriedly hidden in, with curiosity.

Ruger gave them a forced smile to reassure them.

He calculated the time. Before he came in, the person next to him had already finished releasing that stream of blood and had lowered his arm, seemingly with no intention of continuing. So this strange situation might end soon.

We made a few cups of shaved ice, and the three kobolds ate them together to calm down.

Aiskin also poured some juice on it.

After finishing a cup of shaved ice, Luger got up and went outside the cave again.

Sure enough, the throbbing that had almost made him lose control and bleed had ended.

The crimson orb in the sky seemed brighter and stopped flashing.

He thought for a moment, then started walking down the mountain.

As he walked along the winding road, he could see a corner of the buildings below more clearly. At first glance, the buildings were a mix of order and chaos. The streets showed clear signs of planning, but also hinted at the passage of time. The overlap of old and new buildings was the main reason for the somewhat chaotic appearance. He looked as far as he could, but even from this height, he couldn't see the end of this corner.

Three guys who were clearly superhumans were also walking down the road, looking dejected.

Ruger kept a distance, straining his ears, and followed behind the three, listening to their intermittent conversation.

Before they knew it, they were almost at the foot of the mountain. They couldn't hear many of the conversations. Along the way, Luger felt that the light from the crimson orb was exceptionally comfortable on his body. It was an indescribable feeling, but it was very comfortable and seemed somewhat familiar.

He tried hard to recall, and if he had to find a similar feeling, it would be a feeling he had when converting a dragonborn kobold.

(End of this chapter)