Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 249 The Great Victory at the Eye of Perseus

"Stop talking nonsense. We harpies don't interfere in your war between black and white wizards. I'm here to repay a favor, and I hope your Blood Curse Court won't be ungrateful and stop me." Princess Aria waved her hand. "Take Sophia and the others away."

Suddenly, the harpy tribe flew out from the cracks in the sealing barrier of the Wall of the Believers and landed on the ground.

Harpies grabbed Locke and the others by the shoulders with their claws and flew into the sky.

It flew out through the gap created on the surface of the previously sealed barrier.

Locke hadn't expected that the Witch Sophia had left this contingency plan. An army of thousands of harpies marched through the sky in a grand procession, with almost no cursed life forms daring to obstruct them.

Because the seal was broken, the crystal skulls only sealed the city-state of Corinth for a time, while the white wizards who should have been sealed inside escaped.

Locke observed that this harpy tribe was extremely powerful, with over a hundred harpies equivalent to first-class wizard apprentices, and even the weakest harpy possessed the strength of a second-class wizard apprentice.

Within the tribe, there were even three harpies of official wizarding rank, including Princess Aria.

It can be said that this harpy army is a tremendous force wherever it goes in the southeastern corner of the region.

'I remember harpies are modern magical creatures. But the tombstone grimoire that old McCarthy gave me states that the harpy royal family possesses blood of the ancient magical creature, the Elenes Harpy.'

Locke stared at Princess Alia, deep in thought.

Princess Alia turned to look at Locke, sniffed, and then turned to the witch Sophia, saying, "Sophia, that's your student, isn't he? You mentioned him to me before. This student of yours has a very peculiar scent. Has he undergone some kind of special bloodline modification?"

The witch Sophia said, "Yes, he studied the magic of archaeologists."

Princess Alia's gaze toward Locke suddenly changed, from indifference to serious scrutiny and even a hint of importance.

"Archaeologists, this profession of wizard is relatively rare even among black wizards."

“To make your scent so unique, it seems you’ve already ventured into that field,” Princess Aria said to Locke.

Locke nodded and said to Princess Alia, "Lady Alia, I have undergone modifications to my bloodline using ancient creatures."

Princess Aria laughed and said, "As expected. Then you will be a distinguished guest of our Harpy Kingdom."

"Our Harpy Kingdom welcomes all archaeologists, regardless of their rank, to visit us. That is why we have made an exception and signed an alliance with human wizards... especially dark wizards."

"Of course, we also welcome skilled potion masters."

Locke did indeed sense that after they learned he was an archaeologist, some of the harpies around him even looked at him with a hint of respect.

Sophia the witch explained to Locke, “Locke, harpies are different from us wizards. After they reach adulthood, they will have the magical pressure of a first-class wizard apprentice. If they want to continue to improve, they can only do so through the natural growth of their bloodline, or by simply consuming certain precious magical resources, or by tracing back to the roots of their bloodline.”

Locke suddenly realized that the Harpy Kingdom must need potion makers and archaeologists. No wonder these intelligent magical creatures would get involved in human affairs, which is quite unusual.

Locke noticed that both the Sophia Witch and the Gabriel Witch actually flew using magic.

Within the harpy horde, there exists a vast, invisible current. By flying alongside them, one can conserve mana and gain instantaneous speed, matching the flight speed of the harpy tribe.

This appears to be a group flight spell ability.

Locke then told the banshee above his head that he could fly too, and the banshee released him. Immediately, a large blue owl banana leaf unfolded behind Locke, allowing him to move freely among the banshees.

"Sure enough, my flight speed is now the same as that of the harpies."

Suddenly, a paralysis spell struck the back of a harpy behind him, nearly causing it to fall from the sky.

Although she didn't actually fall, she lost her mobility and could only move using the harpy's group passive spells.

Locke turned around and saw that many dark wizard apprentices had followed behind them, riding on flying magical artifacts made of seven-colored crystal skulls, constantly attacking the harpy horde.

Not only can they cast spells themselves, but the crystal skull flying artifacts beneath their feet also constantly reflect different curse spells.

Suddenly, he was surrounded by curses and magic.

Princess Alia looked back and observed, "That group of dark wizards... there are too many of them, and if we stop, we will definitely be surrounded by them, so we can't stop and fight them."

"Sofia, we have no choice but to fight back as we go."

"Tell your students and friends to be careful."

Behind Locke followed dozens of dark wizards, many of whom were first-class wizard apprentices. Their eyes were filled with cruelty, and they all had a desire to gain merit by killing Locke. Curses, especially paralysis and bleeding curses, were thrown at Locke.

But the next moment, all the curses were reflected back. A blinding green light flashed, and many first-class wizard apprentices and dark wizards were directly knocked down from mid-air by the magical counterattack, falling directly to the ground and dying in frustration.

The dark wizards didn't understand what was happening.

"What just happened?"

"It seems the curses were all reflected back, but how could he reflect back hundreds of curses all at once?"

Locke looked at the Eye of Perseus lichen beside him. The lichen was completely charred, and the 0.5 ring of moss shield on it had also been destroyed.

At this moment, he took out the remaining five Eye of Perseus lichens from his Astral Ring and withstood the curse magic attacks from the dark wizards.

As the curse rays swept across, the eyes in the center of those lichen shields lit up with green light, reflecting the curses back.

Although the Perseus Eye shield lichen was consumed quickly, it did allow Locke to not only protect himself during the chase, but also the harpies around him, and even kill many of the opposing first-class wizard apprentice black wizards and second-class wizard apprentice black wizards.

The chase lasted for an unknown amount of time. Locke had to drink a bottle of Spirit Spring Soul Surge Potion, a bottle of Skin Energy Recharge Potion, and a bottle of Cycas Purple Tincture twice to enhance his combat power and stamina before he was able to break through the encirclement.

Even the group of dark wizard apprentices who wanted to gain credit by killing him became somewhat afraid when they saw him.

'Boom~'

As the last Eye of Perseus was damaged, the rebounding green light pierced directly through the heart of a first-class wizard apprentice, a dark wizard, killing him instantly.

Locke also noticed that the harpy horde seemed to have reached the seaside and crossed over the airspace above the Dark Wizard's Land, entering the airspace above Lilith's Hut. At this moment, the Dark Wizard apprentices who were chasing him seemed to have some fear in their eyes, no longer daring to charge forward, and some even began to retreat.

Along the way, Locke attracted a lot of their firepower, and these people all had the idea of ​​killing him to gain great merit.

Therefore, Locke was already angry at this point.

Anyway, they were almost at the safe zone, so Locke simply activated his ancient creature bloodline.

A magical eye appeared on his forehead.

Locke glared at them, a glint of light flashing in his innate demonic eyes. "Since you're here, why leave? I'll give you a gift."

"Leave them all here."

Locke concentrated almost all of his magical power into his innate demonic eye, and instantly a beam of earth-based magnetic energy shot out, enveloping the group of black wizards.

Many dark wizards were directly exposed to the powerful geomagnetic field, their bodies shattering into fragments. At the same time, a pillar of light formed at the center of the dark wizards, creating a strong magnetic field that tried to pull in all the surrounding dark wizards.

Instantly, one after another, the black wizard apprentices were sucked back into the pillar of light, their flesh and blood being destroyed inch by inch by the strong magnetic field.

The scene was extremely brutal.

For a moment, Locke's killing spree caused the group of dark wizard apprentices to stop in their tracks, afraid to advance.

A cunning old first-class wizard apprentice, a dark wizard, was terrified and hid at the edge of the battlefield. "Who is this person? I've never heard of him at Lilith's Hut before. He's terrifying, he's a god of death. We're not the ones chasing them, he's the one killing us."

"The defensive magical plant he uses has that ghostly eye pattern, and he also has a terrifying eye on his forehead. He's practically an eye demon!"

"After today, he will definitely make a name for himself in the Blood Curse Tribunal!"

From within the skulls of the Wall of Believers, the magical pressure of a formally qualified dark wizard emerged. "Student of Lilith's Hut, you've become far too smug. After killing so many of our students, I'll test your mettle in place of your teacher!"

A first-level vampire suddenly tries to attack Locke.

Curses and spells rained down on Locke, who, in a moment of panic, immediately drank bottles of Bear Spirit Jade Elixir.

Stanley the vampire was stunned for a moment. He had originally intended to kill by using 16 minor curse spells at once, but who knew that the curses would hit him.

But Locke not only survived, he also managed to suppress his curse.

That potion...it's incredibly effective.

'Rashid's students, they've caused this trouble.'

Stanley's eyes flashed with a murderous intent. 'This student cannot be allowed to live; otherwise, it would be too easy for Lilith's Cottage. Killing him will be enough to make Lilith's Cottage feel the pain.'

Stanley chanted a spell, and Locke immediately felt extremely thirsty. He quickly took out the daffodil antidote from his astral ring and drank it as if it were ordinary water, but no matter how much he drank, he still felt thirsty.

He tried many different medications, but none of them worked; he still felt thirsty.

So much so that Locke's lips were dry, and looking at his right arm, he even had a urge to suck on it.

"What the hell? I'm so thirsty. As expected of a high-level curse master, his blood curse actually bypassed my magical pressure and soul structure, and had a curse effect on me." Locke swallowed.

"By the way, taking a Lesser Emerald Potion might help me. It has some of the characteristics of the Emerald Potion."

Locke quickly took out the last bottle of Lesser Emerald Potion from his Astral Ring, and as soon as he took it, he felt some relief.

Stanley, the first-ring dark wizard behind him, sneered and was about to continue his attack to strengthen the [Thirsty Blood Curse] on Locke when suddenly a blue iris shot towards his forehead like a dart.

"Damn it. Even if I'm immortal, I'll definitely die if I get hit by that kind of demonic plant." Stanley was shocked. He quickly flew away to dodge, but he was still hit on the right arm by the Blue Iris. His right arm instantly turned into ice crystals, and at the same time, half of his right side turned into ice shards.

The witch Sophia only fought him once, and she took away half of his life.

Stanley quickly distanced himself from Locke to avoid the Sophia witch.

At the same time, he looked down and found that the blue iris that had been stuck in his right arm had also disappeared automatically and returned to the witch Sophia's hand.

Sophia the Witch stared at him coldly, her eyes filled with murderous intent. She gripped the stem of the Blue Mark Iris, seemingly considering whether to kill Stanley completely.

In fact, if Stanley's Permanent Defense Field hadn't been a defensive blood curse, that attack would have killed him.

Stanley no longer dared to pursue Locke, instead deliberately creating distance, gritting his teeth. "You all better remember this, especially that kid, I think his name is Locke Augustine."

"You'll never leave Lilith's Cottage territory for the rest of your life. If you dare to take a single step outside, I'll hunt you down immediately. The pursuit of a formal wizard is enough to keep you living in constant fear."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

At the same time, Locke felt an itch in his left hand. Looking down, he discovered a very ugly bat-shaped scar on his left arm.

“This is a tracking curse.” Locke frowned. “I don’t care about being hunted down; I never planned to leave before becoming a full-fledged wizard. But the scars from this curse are just too ugly.”

Sophia the Witch glanced at the scar on Locke's arm, her eyes turning cold. She immediately broke away from the harpies and charged back. Stanley, seeing Sophia the Witch turn back, was so frightened that his laughter stopped abruptly, and he immediately turned and fled for his life.

As soon as he left, the witch Sophia unleashed three powerful first-level plant spells in quick succession behind him, killing swarms of the dark wizard students he had brought with him.

A blue-marked iris even struck the heart of another official wizard among the pursuers. This official wizard's permanent defensive field was not a defensive blood curse, and he was just an ordinary first-ring wizard. Therefore, he was immediately infused with ice element particles by the blue-marked iris, causing his elements to lose balance, his soul and body to collapse, and he entered the magical vortex phenomenon and echo phenomenon.

Sophia the Witch stood above the boundary line of Lilith's Hut, frowning. "He actually got away."

"However, elemental imbalance is not an ordinary injury. Even if he is left with half a life, his days ahead will not be easy. His magic power will decline day by day, and his path will be cut off. He will only be able to barely survive."

"This kind of injury can only be healed with extremely precious magical potions."

(End of this chapter)