Clinging to the Witcher world to become a god of martial arts

Lorne gripped his magic sword and used the tip to poke around in the pile of flesh, finally pulling out a small bag stained with blood.

Whether they are formal wizards or apprentices, they will generally carry storage devices with them to store relevant items.

Those with better conditions mostly use small, inconspicuous storage rings, while ordinary apprentices can only choose inexpensive storage bags without any other functions.

To Lorne's surprise, the big man, despite having the bloodline wizard Gunnar as his backer, was still incredibly poor. His storage bag was the most basic type, without even a simple rune lock.

You can retrieve the items inside simply by focusing your mental energy.

Lorne extracted a wisp of his spiritual energy and put it into his storage bag to examine it.

"Really... really poor."

The storage bag contained food, water, and other daily necessities, but not a single high-grade magic crystal. It only contained a few mid-grade magic crystals, not even enough to recoup the money lost from the short blade.

"Doesn't Gunnar provide any financial support to his apprentice?" Lorne wondered. "Magic crystals aren't really useful to a formal wizard, are they?"

But then I thought, if they really had provided magic crystals, would Da Han have needed to take on the commission in the first place if he had the money?

It seems becoming a formal wizard's student isn't so easy after all...

The rest of the contents were bottles and jars, seemingly containing the blood of extraordinary creatures, as well as some books. What really excited Lorne was a book on body tempering techniques.

Is this the reason why the physique of the giant Han is far superior to that of ordinary people?

Without having time to browse through it, Lorne stuffed everything useful into the Moonlight Bag, then threw the storage bag back into its original place with a look of disgust.

The next thing to consider is how to get out of this abyss.

The rapid reduction of negative energy and dark energy particles, coupled with the illumination of scattered fireflies, made my vision much clearer.

The near-vertical cliff has many recesses and vertical spots where one can find footholds.

With Lorne's physique and speed, climbing it wasn't too difficult.

Let's climb up slowly...

Before the next wave of skeletons arrived, Lorne used both his hands and feet to climb the cliff.

The Heavenly River Qi has been completely exhausted, making it impossible to circulate internal energy to quickly ascend. It can only climb upwards step by step, steadily and surely.

After climbing for a while, Lorne turned his head and looked at the pool of bloody mud at the bottom of the pit, which was now covered by large patches of white bones.

No one would believe that a first-level apprentice could kill a third-level apprentice who had undergone body tempering, and it was relatively unlikely that they would associate the death of the great man with themselves.

No... Lorne shook his head.

The deaths of Rudolf and his group, along with Count Renault's influence, caused him to have some concerns immediately after the killings.

Since we're not currently in the Black Sun Tower, laws are useless; who lives and who dies is left to chance, and no regulator will pursue accountability.

The only thing to worry about is that Gunnar will seek revenge, but I've already provoked him, so we'll have to settle this sooner or later.

...

Beside the bottomless fissure in the ground stood two figures, their contrast striking: one was enormous, the other petite and cowering.

Gunnar was clad in black scale armor, with deep, vertical pupils.

Not long ago, the conflict between Aislin and the Fallen Lich seemed to have intensified, and Gunnar, as a result, had the restrictions placed on him lifted on their own.

Having been able to activate his dragon form, he easily escaped the abyss.

"You mean, the magic shuttle was destroyed by Aislin?" Gunnar's eyes widened in anger, and his entire body erupted with an astonishing aura.

"Yes, Lord Gunnar." Penny lowered her head, not daring to look up and meet his gaze.

With the spell shuttle destroyed, Gunnar knew exactly what that meant. He didn't know any flying spells, nor did he have any means of fast movement. Once the flying vehicle was destroyed, it would be almost impossible for him to leave Vol Manor and return to Black Sun Tower in a short time.

He didn't care who the source seed ended up in; it wasn't something a low-level bloodline wizard could concern himself with.

But as long as the information about Vermilan, the Origin, and Aislin is transmitted back to the Black Sun Tower, that would be an incredible achievement!

"Tell me the whole story!" Gunnar could no longer remain calm.

Under immense pressure, Penny had no choice but to recount how she and Lorne returned to the magic shuttle and were then taken to the abyss by Aislin.

Of course, the process of Lorne leaking the secret in order to protect himself is not forgotten. Instead, it is changed to Lorne bringing Aislin to the entrance of the abyss under Aislin's threat.

The fact that the two had previously gone swimming at Waltham Manor was also omitted.

After Penny finished explaining her answer, a question suddenly popped into her mind.

Where did the group of apprentices led by Burd go? Weren't they following in the footsteps of the Great Man?

"Lord Gunnar, there's something I'm curious about. Where did the rest of the apprentices go?" Penny asked cautiously in a soft voice.

"Apprentices? Those useless things!" Gunnar's sudden outburst startled Penny.

"If it weren't for this bunch of useless fools, the lich wouldn't have been awakened, and the communication device wouldn't have been lost down there!" Gunnar stood at the edge of the abyss. "Now look what's happened, the spell shuttle is destroyed, and we can't leave Vol Manor..."

After escaping the abyss for the first time, he intended to return to the magic shuttle and control it back to the Black Sun Tower, but unexpectedly, Aislin arrived.

He had the same thought when he left the abyss, but bad news came first: the magic shuttle was destroyed...

The only way to achieve this now is to return to the abyss, find the lost communication device, and promptly report it to the Black Sun Tower.

The only problem is that Aislin is fighting a corrupted lich that Vermilan has transformed into, and the aftershocks could threaten his life.

After much deliberation, Gunnar was blinded by a lustful desire: "Back to the abyss!"

"Go back in there?" Having witnessed the scene below, Penny was far from willing.

It's full of skeletons, and you could encounter even more dangerous undead creatures at any moment, not to mention the presence of Aislins and fallen liches.

"Okay." He wanted to shake his head and refuse, but due to Gunnar's fierce aura, he had no choice but to agree to walk to the edge of the abyss.

Just as Gunnar was about to leap down, a loud commotion came from not far away, accompanied by a complaint, "Finally up."

Bloodstained hands gripped the edge of the cliff, and then a boy covered in dark red congealed blood climbed up.

It was Lorne.

The first half of the cliff was relatively easy to climb with the help of fireflies, but the latter part was almost entirely in the dark.

It was pitch black, making it difficult to find a grip, which greatly slowed me down. Several times I almost slipped and fell, but thankfully I managed to climb back up safely.

Next, we need to escape from Wall Manor as quickly as possible!

There's no time to lose. As for Gunnar, that troublesome fellow, Lorne hopes he's dead down there; then everything will be fine...