Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 239 Ruthless Fighter, Wiping Out the Black Wizard
After a long while, the terrifying and gloomy demonic pressure finally disappeared, but the corridor of the research institute was already covered with red cursed spiritual lines. These cursed spiritual lines seemed to never disappear and continued to exist in the middle of the corridor.

Locke watched this scene speechlessly, wondering if touching these cursed spiritual threads would alert Rashid Taril.

Therefore, when he flies, he must avoid these curse lines that are prevalent in mid-air.

Locke grabbed Albert and Sisyphus, chanted a spell, and the giant blue owl on his back once again displayed raptor-like characteristics. After charging up in the air for a while, it sprayed air waves backward and suddenly leaped forward.

"Senior, I must leave this enclosed area quickly, otherwise more and more dark wizards will come." Locke didn't know what his teacher, the witch Sophia, was doing. For now, he could only follow the plan of the witch Gabriel and the others.

About five minutes later, Locke flew to the magic trap tunnel he had passed through earlier, summoned a wind orb with magic, and destroyed it with magic, creating a breeze.

Without pausing, he leaped forward under the influence of the black magical pressure emanating from the Black Lock Sword Bamboo.

Instantly, the upside-down beast heads in the corridor lit up with crimson curse rays once more, attacking him from behind.

‘Bang~’

A huge explosion rang out behind Locke.

Albert turned around and was speechless. "What the hell? Locke, behind you... that failed first-ring cursed creature, the one whose body you destroyed, is following us..."

Locke looked back and saw the huge ball of flesh following behind him, waving its fleshy tentacle whips. The whips were like propellers, which greatly increased its speed and allowed it to catch up with him.

At this moment, however, the specially modified ghoul seemed to have completely lost its individual consciousness.

"Proliferation...parasitism...proliferation..."

"Spread the curse... Spread pain..."

Locke's gaze sharpened as he glanced at the monster following behind him. The monster's consciousness seemed to have been replaced by a collection of the consciousnesses of numerous tiny cursed creatures.

"This kind of failure is worthless. I really do hate Rashid Tahrir."

"With something like this, you can't keep me here!"

Albert and Sisyphus looked up at Locke in surprise.

Locke was only a first-class wizard apprentice, while Rashid Taril was a full-fledged wizard.

However, both of them could sense from Locke's tone that he disliked and resisted Rashid Tahrir, and even showed a hint of contempt.

Albert smiled wryly. At that moment, he seemed to see his former junior, now senior, the witch Sophia, in Locke.

Albert asked Locke, "It seems to have overcome its weakness of slow movement. And I can't think of a way to kill it. Do you have any ideas?"

Locke glanced behind him and observed a phenomenon: every time the cursed rays hit a first-ring cursed life form, the flesh and blood of that cursed life form that was hit would swell.

But the swollen flesh will begin to break down further.

'Right, those Cursed Spawns are just some mutated fungi after all,' Locke suddenly realized. 'How many curse spells can a single microorganism hold? How much curse energy can it contain?'

He quickly went through the information about the Cursed Child that he had seen in the isolation room in Zone D along the way, and confirmed one thing.

'Rashid Taril's research has been unsuccessful primarily because he couldn't solve the problem of the upper limit of the energy that the Cursed Essence could hold, and first-level magic could easily exceed this limit.'

'I don't need to continue fighting this thing; it's pointless. I'll just use Rashid Tahrir's own traps to kill this bastard.'

Thinking this, Locke flew forward at full speed, increasing his speed even further, and all the curse rays that shot towards him landed behind him.

The cursed life form following behind him also increased its speed, vigorously waving all its whips, seemingly wanting to spread the curse to Locke and the others.

"Infection, spread, suffering... Buzz~" A large number of curse rays fell into the creature's body, and then its flesh and blood began to explode. Because the curse energy was too abundant, a large number of curse particles in its body began to collapse, turning back into demonic fungi, or even ordinary fungi.

The monster's flesh and blood also began to crumble and wither.

A tentacle reached out towards Locke's back; it was still unwilling to give up.

But the next moment, Locke suddenly accelerated again, causing its tentacles to miss their target.

Ten minutes later, Locke stood outside the magic trap tunnel and looked back into the tunnel. He saw that the monster had lost its shape, but it had still managed to fly to the exit of the magic trap tunnel.

It's coming out soon.

But suddenly, with a bang, it exploded like a balloon that had been overinflated, and at the moment of the explosion, a large number of dark purple crystals flew out.

Locke frowned, chanted a spell, and instantly dozens of branches from the three Ominous Mandrake vines transformed into tentacles, grabbing a portion of the dark purple crystal.

Locke quickly used the iron wire goosegrass to create a seal, wrapping the crystals with wild grass to seal them into cocoons. At the same time, he put the sealed crystals into his astral ring.

Although I don't know what those dark purple crystals are, they were blown out of the inside of a first-ring cursed life form, so I'll take them first.

Albert said softly, "Locke, there are a lot of dark wizards..."

Locke said, "Senior, I know."

There were a large number of dark wizards around the tunnel. These dark wizards seemed to have rushed over to seal off the Pandora's Box experimental subjects that were trying to break free from Sector D.

But unexpectedly, they ran into Locke and his group, as well as the one-ring cursed being that had been destroyed.

Locke slowly turned around in mid-air and threw Albert and Sisyphus down from the sky. This was not the D-zone of isolation, there was no pool of strong acid below, and there were no large numbers of ghouls.

So, it won't matter if you throw it down.

At the same time, Locke slowly turned around, holding a three-headed pea shooter in his hand.

Now that we've been discovered, there's no other way but to kill all these dark wizard apprentices!

As the dark wizards stared in disbelief at Locke and his companions, realizing that their research institute had been infiltrated by the enemy without their knowledge, Locke had already cast the Rapid Fire Charm and the Split Charm.

Black magical pressure emanated from the Black Lock Sword Bamboo, and under its influence, Locke's magical pressure reached over 600, with its quality also greatly improved.

The Split Spell, which originally split one PeaShot into two, became one PeaShot split into three.

Instantly, the three horns of the Three-Headed Pea Shooter unleashed nine beams of burning pea-steel bullets, engulfing the second-class wizard apprentices and dark wizards before they could even react.

Locke's marksmanship was excellent, blowing their heads into a pulp. Even the first-class wizard apprentices and dark wizards, under Locke's full firepower, the enhancement of black magic pressure, and the boost from the troll stimulant potion, had their heads smashed by the continuous attacks of the fire pea steel bullets.

Locke emptied all his Pea Guns in one go, then calmly took out three Pea Replenishment Potions and injected them into the magical plant in his hand. He then continued to unleash a barrage of fire from the sky on the remaining Dark Wizard Apprentices.

Even the ground of the cursed research institute was riddled with craters.

Sisyphus, watching this scene, said to Albert, "He...he's too ruthless...too ruthless."

"How ruthless."

"I get the feeling that Locke seems quite happy."

"Our academy has produced another ruthless fighter like Andy."

(End of this chapter)