Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 246 The Death of a First-Ring Wizard
An iris flower shimmering with cobalt blue light landed on the neck of the high-ranking curse master, Rashid Taril, whose eyes widened in shock.

This blue-labeled iris is a high-level magical plant, a first-ring magical plant, and the magic that Sophia the witch used just now was a relatively powerful spell model even among first-ring spells.

Rashid's permanent defensive field, which he imprinted on the surface of his soul's magical pressure structure, is a blood curse of fear. It deals high damage and has a wide range of effects, but its defensive power is insufficient.

This was a serious mistake he made when he was a first-circle wizard, due to his lack of knowledge and his single-minded pursuit of more powerful curses.

Once a first-ring wizard's permanent defensive field is imprinted on their magical pressure structure, it cannot be significantly altered and can only be patched up. This has resulted in Rashid's consistently insufficient defensive capabilities compared to others of the same level.

This is also because Rashid's teacher, the Blood Lord, liked to keep things from him when he was still an apprentice, and did not tell him the relevant knowledge, which made his foundation unstable.

Rashid felt his body and soul rapidly shattering under the magic of the Blue Iris.

His body's elemental structure lost its balance; his flesh, skin, bones, and even his soul were being rapidly injected with excessive amounts of ice elemental particles by the Blue Iris, causing all his magic to become tainted with excessive ice elemental magic.

For a first-ring wizard, this was a very serious injury. His entire soul structure underwent a severe elemental imbalance in a very short period of time, and then the photons of the spell models in his sea of ​​consciousness shattered one by one.

Knowledge of dark magic flashed through his mind, and some of the knowledge related to spell models began to break down and be forgotten due to the instability of his soul structure.

"This is... a common self-defense mechanism of high-level magical plants after they destroyed the magical pressure structure on the surface of my soul and injected me with an excessive amount of elemental magic. When life-oriented wizards utilize this, it becomes their most powerful killing weapon."

A look of madness and elation flashed in Rashid Tahrir's forehead eyes. "I finally understand, Sophia the Witch."

“Sophia the Witch, I now understand how you killed me.”

“At least, I understood your last spell! I, Rashid, am a high-ranking cursed mage, a formal wizard of the Blood Curse Court. I possess power and prestige, and am respected by my peers…”

Rashid staggered a few steps within the Sixfold Reversal Curse Barrier, his body turning into ice crystals before suddenly shattering.

Rashid's magical pressure was rapidly declining. The nearly ten thousand units of magical pressure caused the surrounding magical tides to collapse in his direction, resulting in a vacuum phenomenon in a section of the space.

The magical vacuum caused even more magical tides to surge and converge towards it, creating a chain reaction that produced a magical vortex that attracted everything in its vicinity.

Amidst the howling wind, the witch Sophia calmly watched this scene, letting the hem of her wizard's robe flutter in the wind.

Every formal wizard possesses a vast amount of magical power and incredible magical pressure. Their death is like the death of a whale in the sea, like the collapse of a mountain, like the setting of the sun, like a demigod stained with blood.

Therefore, when a wizard dies, at least in a magical environment, two special phenomena will occur: a magical vortex and an echo.

A magical vortex is caused by a massive influx of magical energy, creating a magical vacuum in an area. This can cause discomfort to apprentice-level wizards, and prolonged exposure can even severely damage their bodies.

An excessive accumulation of magical tides in another area can still cause casualties among weak wizards.

The echo was the final swan song of this formal wizard before his death. His magical will, his spellcasting, his magical knowledge, and his magical pressure, as they rapidly declined, would experience a final burst of brilliance due to the overwhelming surge of magical energy. At this moment, a considerable amount of cursed magic sprayed out from Rashid's shattered body.

Because Rashid was a curse master in his lifetime and had studied curse magic, he would randomly spray out his dark magic from his past life upon death.

Lady Morgana's voice rang in the ears of everyone at the Curse Spell Research Institute. "Congratulations, the operation was a complete success."

"The death of a formal wizard will definitely be detected by the Wall of the Unbelievers, and the Blood Curse Court will be furious, so we need to retreat as soon as possible."

"Furthermore, as a formal wizard in the vaporization stage, Rashid's death will cause magical vortex and echo phenomena. It is expected that the echo phenomenon on his body will reach its peak in fifteen minutes, and the entire research institute may be cursed forever as a result."

"You should evacuate as soon as possible."

"Now I will use the Nibelungen Astrological System to guide you on your evacuation route. All first-class wizard apprentices, do your best to assist me in operating this system."

Albert's voice came through the crowd. "Wait, Lady Morgana. We have another objective: to obtain the spinal fluid of the Tartarus burrowworm. Now that we've come this far, we should at least take some before we leave."

"Locke, give us the approximate location..."

Locke, through the astrological system, said, "Okay."

Beside the central control room, the witch Sophia turned around, bent down, and picked up the flower she had stuck in the ground. The flower quickly withered from an adult into a seedling, and she once again stuck it into the magical vine of her witch's hat.

Sophia the Witch took a few steps toward the door, frowned, turned around and glanced at Rashid, her brows furrowing slightly, before leaving without looking back.

At this moment, Rashid, who was already in the process of dying, knew that things were beyond saving. Once the magical vortex and echo phenomena occurred, it would mean that this official wizard was already dead.

Before his eyes flashed a series of images: he saw himself selected as a wizarding prodigy from the mortal world; abducted by the vampires of the Blood Curse Court on a wizarding ship; then, in the dark wizarding land, he constantly learned and fought, eventually surpassing his peers and being valued by the Blood Lord, who was then just an ordinary wizarding mentor in the Blood Curse Court.

Then came his more than forty years of reigning supreme in the Blood Curse Court, serving as a wizarding mentor.

At that moment, Rashid was suddenly struck by a pang of regret. 'For decades, I've never left the Blood Curse Court. Perhaps I should have tried to go out and explore...'

'What's the outside world like? Maybe it's worse than the Blood Curse Court.'

The next moment, his consciousness completely dissipated. His memories, fragmented magical knowledge, and spell models, mixed with the magical winds caused by the magical vortex, vibrated continuously, forming a cursed magic storm that combined all the fragments of his cursed magic knowledge from his previous life. This storm continued to expand and spread outwards.

Meanwhile, the anomalies at this cursed spell research institute were finally detected by the Blood Curse Court's five Walls of the Unbelievers.

(End of this chapter)