Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 645

Chapter 642: Become a mortal! Become the protagonist of this era!

Without hesitation, Warwick stepped directly onto the mausoleum city. He crouched down and, using a Focus monocle, leaned over to peer at the rocky ground. “It’s just ordinary M-shaped magical granite, that’s correct. In the Age of Stars, alchemy was far less advanced than it is today.”

“If the base material of this ship burial complex is a very high-grade magical material, then this city must have been forged in later times. Or perhaps a product of later eras. But if it’s made of this kind of fine granite, then it makes sense.”

“These magical granites are products of nature. Although they are exquisite, they are naturally occurring and reliable. However, mining them is extremely destructive to the environment. The White Wizard Association has long restricted their mining.”

Wizard McKinley laughed and said, “Even if we tear this city down and sell it as high-end building material, magical granite, it would be worth a lot of money.”

“The mining of magic granite is now restricted, and the annual output is limited.”

The next moment, he saw Witch Charlie and Wizard Warwick at the same time, looking at him with knife-like eyes.

Wizard McKinley quickly said, “I was joking.”

“Everyone, I’m also an archaeology professor. How could I not know how valuable historical materials are? Hahahaha… I’m just kidding.”

Under the murderous gazes of the two men, Wizard McKinley quickly raised his left hand and pledged, “I swear on all my savings that I have absolutely no intention of demolishing this city to sell M-shaped magical granite.”

“I’m not kidding.”

Warwick snorted coldly. “You really shouldn’t joke around.”

Locke scanned the city and saw that the main part of the city was built with M-shaped magic granite, and all the buildings had a special ancient style.

The parts that should have been residential buildings now all have the structure of a fortress.

It reflects that in the Age of Stars, medium-scale wars can break out at any time, and countries are constantly fighting. In that era, civilians can hardly enjoy peace.

Unlike the current modern magical era, peace is the main theme, and the native land of the wizarding world and most mortal societies have entered a long period of peace.

Locke and others walked in the streets and alleys and saw that these ancient buildings had few windows, and the few places that resembled windows were equipped with equipment such as crossbows.

What made Warwick look upset was that they saw several corpses on the street that had turned into dry bones, with only wizard robes left.

Warwick briefly examined them and confirmed their identities. “Some are native wizards from the Jade Flower Enclave, while others are from your Cloud Wetlands. Look at this one! This one is from the Rose Council, and this one is from Storm Tower.”

“They must have fought each other on this street. Some buildings showed signs of damage. I don’t know why they died here.”

Warwick frowned and used archaeological magic to summon the King of the Dead. A tall black warrior undead appeared.

He exchanged a few words with the undead, but ultimately shook his head slightly at Locke and the others. “I haven’t found any useful information. This street should be safe.”

“At least I haven’t found any. Or, not yet.”

Witch Charlie examined the corpses and said, “Based on my years of experience examining corpses, these corpses are basically not those of archaeological wizards. In other words, these people did not come here for an archaeological mission.”

“They probably came here not for academic research, but to find some special magical resources.”

Locke frowned. “That means these wizards mistook this for a wild wizard secret place and entered it.”

Locke suddenly thought of something else. Wizarding secret realms generally have wizard echoes, so could this ancient tomb contain echoes of the Princess of the Loom?
Warwick, the wizard, became anxious. “If that’s the case, we should quickly locate the princess’s main tomb within this mausoleum complex.”

“If those outsiders find it first, they might destroy the information about the ancient tomb. That way, some mysteries might be buried forever in history!”

“Never to see the light of day again!”

Locke said, “Warwick, we must maintain our previous pace. This mausoleum city is very dangerous.”

Warwick was reminded by Locke, nodded, took a deep breath, and said, “That’s right.”

“I was too anxious.”

“But if we lose our composure, we will likely pay a much higher price.”

Locke looked down at the bricks lining the street and saw a line of words carved into some of the granite bricks. [There are one hundred people here, ninety-nine of them are mortals, one is a wizard. Among them, who is civilization itself?]

Locke summoned his own Book of the Sovereign and recorded the historical information of the negative energy particles on the brick.

Warwick and the others also noticed this problem. “Who is civilization itself? It must be that wizard.”

Locke frowned and asked, “Is civilization a person? If civilization is that wizard, doesn’t that mean that even if those ninety-nine mortals die instantly, it won’t affect civilization?”

“Is a person’s civilization still civilization?”

Warwick was stunned. “Indeed. But why is this question left on the grounds of the Loom Princess’s mausoleum?”

Locke pondered, “If this is truly the tomb of that unknown king from history, then this question is worth pondering. Perhaps this is related to the curse that cursed the unknown king.”

Warwick looked down at the words on the brick and frowned. “But among a hundred people, only one is a wizard. So no matter how you look at it, that wizard is the most important. He should be the leader.”

Locke coughed and reminded him, “Mr. Warwick, just a week ago, you were still standing up for those wizards in the Jade Flower Enclave who worked hard but lacked talent. Have you forgotten so quickly?”

Warwick retorted subconsciously, “Locke, how can wizards be equated with mortals? They are not even the same species.”

Locke looked at him in surprise, but did not refute.

Because it’s an irrelevant question.

After saying this, Wizard Warwick was also stunned. “That’s not right. I was mortal once. Every wizard has been mortal once. It’s not quite right to say that I’m not mortal.”

“McKinley, and Miss Divine Master, what do you think?”

“Look, there are words on the bricks ten meters ahead.”

At this time, the four of them opened their own books of the lord. The four books of the lord continuously released magical light and used the [Historical Projection] spell model to absorb the historical materials of the surrounding negative energy particle field.

Enrich your own book of the master.

The four of them looked down at the small words carved into the second brick: [If, among these one hundred people, ninety-nine mortals are determined to develop their own civilization, to live a good life, to wear decent clothes, and to build decent buildings; while the wizard is a necromancer, living with bones and making friends with ghosts every day, who is civilization?]

The four of them looked at this passage, confused.

Wizard McKinley said, “This Loom Princess is really good at looking for trouble.”

Witch Charlotte pondered, “That’s right. Can a necromancer be considered human? How can something that isn’t human be considered a civilization? So… under this extreme assumption, ninety-nine of these one hundred mortals are considered a civilization.”

Warwick and McKinley immediately looked at her angrily.

Wizard Warwick coughed. “Miss Sacred Master, you’re biased. But if Necromancers were obsessed with corpses, they wouldn’t have much motivation to develop other civilizations.”

“In this hypothesis, those ninety-nine mortals are indeed more representative of civilization.”

Locke said, “It’s better to say that these one hundred people are all part of civilization. Since everyone is part of civilization, there’s no need to argue about who is truly civilized.”

The three wizards all nodded, suddenly realizing that they had fallen into the inertial thinking of this brick and had been led astray in their thinking.

It’s just because this is what the ancients said, so the three of them were involuntarily led astray by it.

The three continued walking forward and found a new carving on a granite brick 10 meters ahead – ‘If these one hundred people are all part of civilization, then why do ninety-nine mortals listen to the wizard?’

“Perhaps one day, all mortals and wizards will be equal. Mortals will have the power to determine their own destinies. Will that day ever come? My great…”

The four of them looked at each other.

Because the last part of the handwriting was erased out of thin air, only the scar-like traces of erasure remained after destruction.

Locke thought: “The words on these three bricks represent that the Loom Princess has a very dangerous ideological tendency.”

“The foundation of the Age of Stars was the Witch King’s personal power, maintaining a kingdom and forming a series of magical kingdoms. But these ideas are already threatening the foundation of that era.”

“If the Loom Princess only talked about it, it would be fine. But if she actually did it… then…”

McKinley complained, “Only wizards can lead mortals to become better. This princess is really talking nonsense.”

Witch Charlie couldn’t help but say, “But in that hypothetical scenario, that wizard is just a necromancer. He will only lead civilization to destruction. He is nothing but a walking corpse, a rat in the underground.”

“I think those ninety-nine mortals will be happier without him.”

Wizard McKinley said indignantly, “What if that necromancy spell summons the dead to help mortals live?”

Witch Xia Li said, “He won’t. He will only turn those mortals into his own skeletons. The Necromancer tramples on the dignity of both life and death, and he already despises life.”

“Since he already despises life every day, what moral values can he rely on to avoid harming those mortals? Even if he can deceive himself and endure it at first, as soon as those mortals do something he considers unforgivable, he will immediately find a reason to use evil magic against them.”

“Besides, the existence of the undead is evil. The undead cannot be consumed…” Witch Charlotte coughed and changed her words, “The undead themselves are products of negative energy. Just being near a mortal will cause them to quickly die.”

“I don’t think the existence of necromancers is of any benefit to mortals.”

Warwick gasped. “Miss Holy Master, are you too prejudiced against us dark wizards?”

Wizard McKinley said, “Teacher Warwick, I’ve put up with her all this time! If she despises us so much, why should we act together?”

Witch Xia Li sneered and was about to speak when she suddenly frowned. At the same time, the divine master spell that protected her soul, the first-level spell model – Heavenly Embrace, flashed through the depths of her soul.

Witch Charlie suddenly woke up.

At the same time, she looked at Locke, walked directly to Locke’s ear, and snapped her fingers. “Wake up!”

Locke was also stunned, and then he saw that the surrounding environment had changed drastically. He saw that the four of them did not enter the street.

Did not enter the city.

Just standing on the dock of the landing city.

There were indeed many corpses of wizards from the modern magical era on the dock, and the architectural styles in the city were exactly the same as those he had observed before, except that he had never been close to them.

Locke saw the different colored tile mosaics on the wall next to the stairs on the dock.

The brick painting shows the scene that I just saw when I went deep into the “city”. It is an aerial view of a small mausoleum city.

At the same time, Locke used the lenses of his eyeglasses to observe the subtle details of these brick paintings and saw three problems on the bricks in the street scenes.

“This is… Magic Painting,” Locke quickly realized. “It’s a brick painting technique similar to Magic Painting. The moment we landed at the dock, all of us were trapped in an illusion.”

Locke broke out in a cold sweat.

Witch Charlotte nodded. “If I weren’t a divine master, the most intelligent of the four of you, I’m afraid we would have already started a quarrel. The brick painting on this wall is not only an illusion, but also contains magic from the enchantment school, which can make us angry and argue without realizing it.”

“And the three questions in the painting were probably meant to provoke us. They are themselves issues that can easily lead to conflict.”

Locke glanced at Witch Charlie. “Really?”

At this moment, the mural on the brick wall suddenly moved automatically, with the bricks moving one by one.

Witch Charlie immediately said, “This is not an illusion!”

The brick painting transformed into a line of words: [Ignorant people of the future, how dare you set foot on the resting place of the Loom Princess? This will become your eternal hell!]

[Giving up your magical powers will be your only option to leave this place! Become a mortal and become the protagonist of this era!]

【This is the last mercy of our Lord.】

Locke frowned.

Witch Charlotte said, “The brick wall is moving… This seems to be the magic of the Transfiguration School…”

At this moment, Warwick suddenly rushed towards Witch Charlie and said angrily, “Explain it to me clearly.”

Witch Charlie pushed him away. “Get away! Don’t touch me! If you touch me again, I’ll kill you.”

Warwick flew into a rage. “Alright, alright, Holy Master girl, there’s nothing more to discuss. I’m going to kill you today.”

Witch Charlie didn’t care that he was under an enchantment spell and was about to find fault with him, but at this moment, murderous intent flashed in her eyes and a magic wand appeared in her hand.

Locke quickly stopped him. “Wait, Senior Sister. This man has the historical materials I need. Oh, and since this operation is so dangerous, he promised me that he would give them to me before we officially start.”

“I will wake him up now and ask him to give me the historical materials.”

(End of this chapter)