Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 272 Distortion and Disappearance

Ruger's eyes were slightly unfocused. He was lost in thought for a moment, wondering if she could escape fate. Perhaps she couldn't escape it at all, but the changes that occurred when she did those things were what made her escape. Change was the escape. Everything before him showed him fate, and also the difficulty of killing high-level wizards. A wizard who had been dead for so many years could be resurrected in some corner. He also thought back to when he experienced the Mystery City, in the booklet "The Truth of the Mystery City Revealed," which explained the origin of the Mystery City and mentioned an immortal wizard. If this old wizard was so difficult to kill, how troublesome must those on the path of immortal wizards be?

The hazy roots in the void appeared, echoing those that grew tenaciously in the cracks of the stone slabs.

By this point, both Ruger and Leiden had a general idea of ​​what was happening.

That hazy mass, its luster and shape were exactly the same as the birth process of the giant python they had seen on that mountain, in a state where the python's body was not yet fully formed.

Gradually, like the black and white giant python, the chaotic light in front of them began to take shape, becoming a hazy human figure.

Looking at the chaotic ball of light, Ruger felt it resembled a bunch of gray, sticky snot flowing from the nose of an underground beast.

The figure suddenly behaved strangely.

It seems that the distortion of the nightmare world began to change her, and she gradually became strange, but she quickly corrected herself and returned to human form.

This cycle repeated itself, and she became entangled with that force, sometimes even losing all semblance of human form.

Ruger, Leiden, and even the weak-looking Muriel, who was hanging there, were all staring intently at the changes in that thing.

Spell fluctuations flashed in many directions within the tower, but the so-called sacrifice weakened her, making it difficult for her to resist this twisted power, or rather, to guide it in a direction she desired, even with these prior arrangements.

To harness the power of the Nightmare World, one must inevitably endure the dangers emanating from it.

Ruger looked at Leiden, who slowly shook his head.

Ruger was asking him through his eyes whether he could feel his campfires.

In the long struggle, her movements became slower and slower, and she could no longer transform herself back into human form as quickly as she had at the beginning.

The three people present also began to tense up.

Suddenly, the figure in the chaotic ball of light stopped, revealing a strange-looking fellow.

Ruger stared intently.

The figure in the ball of light struggled to retract its tail, then raised its hand to press down on the curved horn on its flat head, and pulled out another leg, making each step extremely difficult.

Ruger only hoped that she wouldn't turn into a monster, and if she had to become a monster, he hoped that she wouldn't be too powerful.

He glanced at Mutress hanging next door. If a monster really appeared, he would have to find a way to bring this newly appointed wizard down.

The figure within the ball of light struggled, seemingly expending too much energy, causing her form to begin to shrink, though she still retained a human shape.

Luger and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Since her size shrank, she has finally stabilized and seems to have entered the next stage.

Ruger recalled the black and white python from that day; it seemed that the subsequent birth process was quick and ended quietly.

As he was thinking, the surroundings suddenly began to tremble until they began to collapse.

Ruger and Leiden hurriedly got up, while on the other side, Mutress, unable to move, had a frighteningly gloomy face.

Suddenly, before anything collapsed could even get close, it all became hazy and was cast towards the ball of light in the stone chamber. Whether it was stones or tables and chairs that had fallen from the upper level, everything that could be seen flew towards the indistinct ball of light that enveloped the human figure. Even the town's big bell was thrown into the ball of light as it rang out.

When Ruger lowered his hand that was protecting his head and stood up straight with Leiden.

They were no longer in the stone chamber, and the surroundings were no longer dark. Beside them was a withered tree, and in the branches of the withered tree was a bird's nest.

Not just the tower, the entire town had vanished into a hazy shadow. In his last glance, everything he saw through his fingers was collapsing in the haze.

Looking back, they could still see the camp in the distance.

has it ended?

Luger leaped up and looked at the bird's nest on the branch.

The original book is no longer inside.

He looked at Leiden, and Leiden looked at him back.

The two stood there for a long time. "What's that?"

Ruger suddenly pointed to a shallow pit in the distance.

Leiden glanced at it and strode over.

Two withered people were lying there, trembling and begging for help. They were the same people who had been chosen by them on the experimental table earlier. Ruger thought they were all dead, but he didn't expect there to be two survivors. It seemed that anyone who was alive was probably thrown out when the town collapsed.

Ruger glanced at Raiden, who was dealing with the two men, then spread his wings and leaped into the air again.

Seeing these two people reminded him of Mürth.

If the reason they didn't see the yellow-robed, withered-haired Nightmare Apprentice in the tower on their last visit was because he was no longer useful, or because he had made a deal with that person and was able to leave after completing his task, then this newly appointed wizard, Lady Myutris, was right there, hanging there, right under Ruger's nose.

He looked around, but apart from the two pitiful little creatures at his feet, there was no one else in sight.

In the final moments, as everything around him collapsed, he looked at that ball of light and felt that success was imminent. He was certain that success would come as long as no new problems arose, or perhaps she had already succeeded. The town, the tables and chairs—everything from the past had perhaps become nourishment for her rebirth.

Luger landed and folded his wings.

"Are they from the camp?" he said.

Leiden nodded.

“The medicine I gave them can only temporarily stabilize their injuries,” Raiden said. “The first-ring wizard who was in charge of the camp has died in his experiments…”

Ruger looked at him in surprise.

Leiden seemed to be in a good mood.

“In principle, the High Council cannot force a wizard who has not made a mistake to do something. Therefore, the wizards who preside over camp exploration missions are also accepting the commission voluntarily. The mission will end after a certain period of time, but the term of the commission is usually very long,” Leiden said. “It takes a long time to wait for a wizard to come and take over. But death is different. Once the arcane mark left by accepting the commission reacts, the other side will quickly send the wizard who accepted the mission over there first.”

As Leiden spoke, he helped up a wizard apprentice whose eyes were tightly closed.

Luger waved his hand, and the squeaking sound came out.

The two placed them on Squeak's back and began walking towards the camp.

“If we’re lucky, we’ll be able to wait a few days for a new wizard,” Raden said. “He can then preside over the regularly activated stripping array to send us out of the Nightmare World.”

Ruger nodded, recalling a figure with a hat askew.

If the power of fate truly exists, then this guy is definitely an unlucky fellow being toyed with by the power of fate. Of course, perhaps Vito will have a different encounter while searching for other camps.

The two returned to the dead tree camp, gave the injured man some more medicine, and settled the two men in the most convenient treehouse on the left.

The campfire blazed brightly again.

Ruger and Leiden sat by the campfire, brewing a large pot of fruit tea.

This was the flavor chosen at Luger's request.

He stared blankly at the campfire, lost in thought.

He didn't originally have a strong desire to return to the underground world, but after the commotion in the town, he thought it might be good to go back to the City of Burning Blood to rest. Maybe Aunt Jenny was still at Old Lunser's Pharmacy, so he could come back again.

Raiden, standing nearby, was clearly in the same boat; he had originally intended to stay in the Nightmare World for a longer period.

Is it really over?

Did she leave after she succeeded? Or did she transform into some kind of monster?

Perhaps Mutress is bleeding from her mouth?

Ruger started to let his mind wander again, which was a way for him to relax. He even imagined that after she gave up everything, she would become incredibly weak and afraid to appear in front of them.

He took out the few tufts of hair and rubbed them with anticipation. Naturally, the Spirit Hair Nourishing Spell was indispensable. It is said that the true Spirit Awakening Spell is a spell of the first ring or higher, or even the second ring. The Spirit Awakening effect of the Spirit Hair Nourishing Spell is very weak, which is why it can appear in a zero-ring spell.

(End of this chapter)