Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 198 Tomb Spirit Possession
Locke used a leaf from the Ominous Mandrake vine to retrieve the document that the other party had placed on the ground and brought it to his own eyes.

He flipped through a few pages with the vines and knew that this was very likely the original manuscript of the dark wizard Severin.

There are even geometric patterns made up of runes on it, which are spells of curse magic.

Without taking the prerequisite courses—advanced geometry, introductory courses on curses, and basic cursive texts—it would be impossible to fully understand this manuscript.

At first glance, Locke felt it was somewhat strenuous.

This is normal. His past knowledge system consisted mainly of potion makers, breeding science, and plant magic, with at most a small amount of necromancy and some archaeological knowledge.

There is very little contact with curse magic.

Curse magic has a high requirement for advanced geometry, apparently because curse spells involve very complex geometric folding techniques.

Locke stared coldly at the dark wizard apprentice before him, pondering what to do with him.

Having a dark wizard apprentice as your inside man seems like a good idea.

Especially since the other party is Severin's junior, he must be a student of Severin's wizard mentor, and his wizard mentor happens to be the target of his teacher, the witch Sophia.

Having this dark wizard as an inside man wouldn't be bad.

However, we must also be wary of this person being a double agent.

In the end, an undercover agent can easily become a spy for both sides.

Locke was pondering, weighing the pros and cons, to see how best to deal with this dark wizard apprentice.

The black wizard apprentice was also kneeling on the ground, under immense pressure.

Regardless, it's extremely risky for a dark wizard to openly appear before a white wizard, especially on the white wizard's territory, and for the white wizard to be a first-class apprentice.

He wouldn't have resorted to this tactic if he hadn't been chosen as cannon fodder to create chaos at Lilith's cabin after Severin's fall from power.

If Locke felt he was no longer of much value, he would still not escape death.

Even if Locke deeply despises dark wizards, he will still be killed by Locke.

At this moment, his remaining intact left hand was clenched into a fist, his palm covered in sweat.

At this moment, a mysterious magical light emanated from Locke's eyes, and then an invisible ghost rose above the head of the black wizard apprentice.

That ghost was the spirit of the tomb.

There are many types of tomb spirits, and they vary slightly depending on the spellcaster's personality and spellcasting habits.

At this moment, the ghost with the tombstone above its head was different from the tomb spirit summoned by McCarthy. It was semi-transparent, and even the black wizard apprentice did not see a tomb spirit appear above his head.

Locke looked at him coldly. "Your name is Leonie Murphy. A week ago, you stole some data from file cabinet number 432 in the data storage room of the Cursed Sorcerer Research Institute."

“Three days ago, you used a circus of ordinary people to enter this port city to conceal your identity. The only reason I didn’t kill you immediately is that although you used that circus of ordinary people, you didn’t kill anyone in that circus.”

"Am I right?"

Leonie Murphy froze. He hadn't expected Locke to recognize his name and reveal his background so readily.

It was as if Locke had witnessed this scene firsthand.

But how is this possible?

Leonie Murphy's fear and awe of Locke ran even deeper. If Locke knew everything he had done a week ago, then he was like a naked man in front of Locke, with no secrets whatsoever.

But he couldn't understand how Locke had done it.

Potions masters and breeders shouldn't be skilled in torture; in fact, Locke hasn't even started torturing him yet.

Locke smiled slightly at his surprised and uncertain look, but had no intention of explaining.

This is a clever application of the archaeologist's abilities.

Using the archaeologist's ability to read the Modo language, he could see what had recently happened to the other person through the negative energy particle field. For a second-level wizard apprentice without magical pressure, his current level allowed him to directly read about events that had occurred within the past week, but this information would be missing whenever the apprentice involved formal wizards during that period.

Similarly, if I were to investigate the first-class wizard apprentices he had contacted within the past week, due to the influence of the magic pressure structure, this part of the Modor language would be even more difficult to read. At my current level, I cannot accurately grasp it and can only get a general idea.

Locke pointed. "You have quite a few curses inside you."

"This is actually a good thing for me. Relax your mind, and no matter what happens, you must not have any thoughts of resistance, or I will kill you immediately."

Leonie Murphy was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Locke snapped his fingers.

A transparent, invisible tomb spirit attached itself directly to him, merging with the negative energy particle field surrounding this second-class wizard apprentice.

This is a little trick used by archaeologists to "summon tomb spirits," which can be understood as ghost possession.

However, to obtain the consent of this second-class wizard apprentice, the tomb spirit possession will fail if he resists even slightly during the process.

Once a tomb spirit possesses him, it will go into a dormant state and be difficult for others to detect.

As long as you activate it at the crucial moment and pay a little attention, you can see the environment around this person and various other information through him.

'If I can find a way to get him transferred back to that cursed spell research institute, then I'll have essentially used the dark wizards' archaeological spell system to plant a thorn in their side.'

Locke mused, 'The archaeologist spell system of the dark wizards is truly amazing; no wonder archaeologists hold a special position in the dark wizarding lands.'

Locke coldly said to Leonie Murphy, "Fine, I'll make you my spy. You need to relay important information about the Blood Curse Tribunal for me."

"Don't try to deceive me; all your information will see through my eyes."

Leonie Murphy was completely overwhelmed by the unfathomable Locke before him. He immediately knelt on the ground, instinctively using the respectful title reserved for a superior dark wizard. "Master, I will never betray you. I am very useful."

Leonie Murphy may genuinely believe that Locke possesses the ability to see through all his information, and at this moment he is undoubtedly terrified.

But Locke only saw some very important fragments of his past week by reading the Mordor language.

Moreover, some segments are obscured by various external interferences.

For example, Locke was unable to locate the approximate location of the Cursed Spell Research Institute based on his experiences over the past week, and he couldn't even see information about the surrounding area because this information was severely interfered with by some kind of magical power.

Locke saw fragments of his memories through the negative energy particle field emanating from him and said, "Hmm? You want to use the remaining data of the Demon Plant Curse to exchange for a potion that can improve your cultivation efficiency? You want the Mind Concentration Ointment?"

"Okay, I'll give you fifteen tubes of Mind-Concentrating Ointment."

"This is three months' worth of usage."

A look of surprise instantly appeared in Leonie Murphy's eyes; he was overjoyed. "Thank you, Master."

He accepted the fifteen tubes of memory-enhancing ointment, his eyes gleaming with ecstasy. To Locke, these resources were merely leftover, useless experimental materials from his previous work on memory ointment, but to him, they represented a fortune.

At this moment, Leonie Murphy felt a little more at ease, and he felt that he had made the right bet.

As for the strange object Locke had previously implanted in his body, his worries about it naturally vanished, and he no longer cared.

Anyway, there are plenty of people who have put all sorts of things inside him.

This is a tradition among dark wizards.

Locke looked at him and said, "Leonie, do you have any way to return to the Blood Curse Court?"

"Reading your memories is too troublesome, you should just tell me yourself."

Locke half-truthfully claimed that he could read other people's information and then misrepresented his ability to read their memories.

The potion master does indeed have some potions, such as Truth Potion, that force people to reveal their memories.

This effectively prevents the other party from coming up with strange methods to interfere with the tomb spirit you left on them.

Although a second-class wizard apprentice has virtually no way to resist his own summoned tomb spirit, it's better to mislead him a little to prevent any accidents.

(End of this chapter)