Wizard: Starts with Advanced Meditation

"Hehe, no...you're overthinking it."

On the other side, Hughes smiled and shook his head upon hearing this.

"I have nothing to ask you."

Without a doubt, neither Warrick, who is standing before them, nor Kassidurin, who is behind them, knows the true secret of this ring.

Furthermore, Green's words have already made it clear that the only way for him to truly understand all of this is to collect the rings.

Then, they meet again, or even see Gabriel.

Therefore, there was no need to interrogate Warick in front of him.

With that in mind, Hughes ignored the effects of the slowed space and slowly walked up to the other person.

"I came here simply to settle this score between me and your family, nothing more."

At this point, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Warrick, do you want to know... how your Mor died?"

After saying that, he reached out and pulled out a wriggling blood tick from the storage bag at his waist.

"Gurgle...gurgle..."

This blood-pact tick was unusually large, about the size of two of Hughes' fingers, and its two long tentacles were already touching Warwick's cheeks.

"this--!"

Upon seeing this, Warrick's pupils contracted rapidly, and his composure, which he had just maintained, crumbled instantly.

He knew, of course, just how terrifying this disgusting tick in front of him was.

Once infected, one's consciousness will be repeatedly torn apart and scattered in the final stage until it becomes completely numb.

This feeling of self-awareness gradually becoming numb is far more terrifying for any wizard than the decay of the physical body.

And Varik finally learned what kind of torture his grandson Mor had endured before his death in the secret realm.

At this moment, he must be in far more pain than when he is parasitized by the blood-plague ticks.

"Uh...uh..."

Warwick choked up, his extreme grief causing his features to instantly collapse, and tears welled up in his blank eyes for the first time.

"I...I'm so sorry, my Mole."

"..."

At the same time, Hughes had already reached out his hand, about to parasitize the other person's blood with the Blood Pact Tick.

This is a breed he carefully cultivated, and it will even be effective against an old wizard like Warwick who has lived for hundreds of years and whose mental strength is extremely powerful.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

But the next second, the other person suddenly raised their head.

"You know there's something inside the ring, right? And I've already hidden the one in mine, and even put a restriction on it. Don't you want to—"

"laugh--"

"……Well?"

Before he could finish speaking, Warrick suddenly paused.

He looked down and saw that the other person had already pressed the blood pact tick onto his shoulder, and the tick immediately burrowed into his body.

"You! You..."

Before he could react, he was punched hard in the face again.

"Bang—!!"

"You dote on your grandsons too much, Chief Warick."

Hughes smiled faintly, then withdrew his hand, purple runes already lighting up in his palm.

"Now, I command you..."

"..."

"Pfft... Pfft!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Warrick struggled for a moment, but soon black liquid welled up in his eyes.

The next second, driven by the Blood Pact Tick, he became like a puppet, mechanically executing the commands given by Hughes.

The instruction was simple: Warrick was to report the "results of the investigation" to Kasidurin.

Hughes learned from Mor that Cassidulin, using the ring's sensing ability, could only determine that his ring was located in the western part of the outer edge of the continent.

That is why the Chiss family, wearing that ring, was sent here by Cassidulin to investigate its whereabouts.

The result he now ordered Valic to report was that the ring holder had left the western part of the continent's outskirts...

As for how to deal with the aftermath, we owe a lot to these wilderness hunters.

...Boom! Boom!

At this moment, the war behemoth he controlled was rampaging across the territory of the Chiss family, destroying everything in its path.

The idea that the Chiss family was destroyed by this disaster is indeed a good one. Even if Cassidulin sent people to investigate later, it wouldn't have been so easy to find out.

"Boom!! Boom!!"

Moments later, even the underground treasure vault began to shake violently.

Upon seeing this, Hughes immediately collected Warwick's body and then turned and walked out of the vault.

He had one more thing to do—to bring the living land back into the ring.

"..."

After leaving the treasure vault, Hughes stepped into a ruin.

This was originally a hall in the castle, but now the dome has collapsed, and only ruins remain on the ground.

However, the Chisse family's castle was very large, and even though it had been trampled beyond recognition, there were still some remaining ruins.

Of course, this was actually something he deliberately left behind by the war behemoth...

"call--"

The next second, Hughes transformed into a cloud of black mist once more, drifting straight toward a dilapidated building not far away.

It was a corner of the castle's edge, where the walls had almost all collapsed. Black mist slowly rose along the broken staircase and finally stopped in a corridor on the third floor.

The corridor was relatively intact, but at its end there was a tightly closed door—that was the room where the temporary living quarters were located.

Soon, Hughes arrived at the door.

He looked up and saw that the door, along with the surrounding walls, was covered with extremely complex rune arrays.

According to Moore's memory, this room was equipped with an extremely complex spatial restriction, and if it were forcibly destroyed, it would even destroy the living space inside.

Fortunately, anyone who is a member of the Chiss family can enter.

Thinking of this, Hughes immediately took out the Sighing Bone Flute.

One of the finger holes was clearly Mor's distorted face.

This is why Hughes kept Mor's spirit body, so that he could enter the Land of Living Spirits through it.

"It's up to you... Moor Chess."

"Waaah—"

As soon as the flute music ended, a semi-transparent phantom flew out from the fingertip, which was none other than Mor's spirit.

He had long since lost all consciousness and become a low-level remnant spirit, but fortunately, his identity as a member of the Chiss family remained unchanged.

As expected, the spirit passed through the door without any hindrance as soon as it touched it, without any accidents.

After passing through the door, Mor's spirit entered the Land of Living.

Just then, a silver dot of light quietly appeared on the surface of the spirit.

"call out--"

The next second, Hughes appeared next to Mor's spirit.

He also successfully entered the Land of Living.