Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 747

Chapter 744 If you kill me, who will pay you back!

Peach Mountain clashed with the swirling winds of rose petals.

Rose petals, like swirling snowflakes in the wind, danced and swayed, violently colliding with the magic contained within Peach Mountain.

Locke, as a Sun-Shepherd Dragon, possessed only one advantage over the wizard: his naturally powerful dragon body. He barely managed to open one dragon eye to observe what was happening.

Even the Death Dragon, entirely black and resembling a moving mountain range, sensed a life-or-death threat and thus actively distanced itself from the area.

‘Is this their ultimate magic?’

Locke pondered. ‘No, this isn’t ultimate magic, it’s third-circle magic. These spells… contain planar power.’

Even ultimate magic wouldn’t contain planar power.

The clash between Peach Mountain and the winds of rose petals was essentially a conflict between two different planes of principle.

If Locke weren’t a second-circle wizard, able to directly perceive changes in planar power with his n*ked eye, he probably wouldn’t have noticed this at all.

Once this is discovered, the absolute and immense difference between a second-circle wizard and a third-circle wizard becomes apparent.

It’s as if two worlds are colliding!

Moreover, the scale of this collision far surpasses the collision between the Disc World and the Silent Plane that they witnessed during the Silent Grail War.

In other words, it’s like the end of the world is happening here!

Everyone felt an apocalyptic level magical pressure conflict overhead, the destructive power guiding everything around them towards a state of destruction.

So here, stones are cracking automatically, magical tides are becoming extreme, and the dragon power within Locke’s body is constantly shifting towards destruction…

At the same time, Locke let out an uncontrollable dragon roar.

The Celtic leader was startled, turned around, and shouted loudly,

“It wasn’t a Sun-Shepherd Dragon at all! What is it?”

The second-circle wizards from Mount Golden Crown and the Rose Council immediately looked over and saw that magical runes had appeared around Locke, those dark purple runes crawling on its body, like an aura of destruction, possessing some kind of terrifying destructive power.

In the apocalypse, and within the body of the second-ring dragon, the dragon bloodline hidden within Locke stirred restlessly, seemingly intent on further perfecting itself.

Locke was astonished. ‘After becoming a second-ring wizard, my Three-Eyed Tiger Cat bloodline also advanced to second-ring, but my dragon bloodline remained unchanged.’

‘At the time, I guessed it was because my dragon bloodline was incomplete; even after becoming a second-ring wizard and breaking through my soul’s limits, it wouldn’t automatically replenish itself.’

‘I even planned to use archaeological magic to find an opportunity to complete my dragon bloodline and achieve second-ring status. Unexpectedly, this transformation into the Shepherd Dragon unintentionally gave my dragon bloodline an opportunity.’

At this moment, his dragon bloodline was attempting to replenish itself.

Locke guessed that three conditions needed to be met to trigger this self-replenishment process.

First, for him to be a second-ring wizard, his soul essence must be second-ring; otherwise, this situation absolutely could not occur.

Secondly, an apocalyptic scenario must occur.

Thirdly, one must possess a second-ring level dragon bloodline within them for devouring.

At this moment, a phantom of a Shepherd Dragon appeared behind Locke. The Shepherd Dragon phantom seemed to be making a final desperate attempt, roaring with its head raised. But the next moment, a demonic dragon’s claw descended from the sky, stomping on its head and then crushing the entire dragon under its foot.

The next moment, a three-headed demonic dragon phantom roared.

Then, one of the phantom’s heads greedily absorbed the apocalyptic aura in the air, while the other two heads lowered, constantly biting at the Shepherd Dragon’s body. With each bite, it devoured a portion of the Shepherd Dragon’s power. Meanwhile,

the Shepherd Dragon bloodline essence within Locke was transforming into the bloodline essence of a World-Destroying Demonic Dragon, replenishing the demonic dragon’s bloodline essence.

‘I never expected that the World’s Wonder, the Dragon-Eating Beast, would actually make me who I am.’

Locke was astonished.

One can only say that the World’s Wonder truly lives up to its name; its reputation is indeed well-deserved.

The dragon bloodline, which had originally stalled its advancement due to its incomplete bloodline and lack of progress, was now, thanks to the apocalyptic aura emanating from the battle between the two third-ring wizards, coupled with the absorption of the complete bloodline of the Shepherd Dragon, replenishing its missing portion and developing towards the second ring.

‘Was this planned in advance by my teacher?’

Locke realized this might not be a coincidence.

He had previously read many of the witch Ekaterina’s past articles, though as a first-ring wizard, he couldn’t access more advanced texts, so he only read some of her first-ring articles.

Those articles contained numerous theories about feeding magical creatures with magical plants to facilitate their evolution.

Her ultimate magic, Beast Tide Ecology, included a significant amount of plant-based phytochemistry; she herself had devoted a large portion of her energy to this area during her first-ring stage.

Therefore, she naturally knew how to help him complete his second-ring dragon bloodline.

Meanwhile, the Rose Witch, who appeared as a young girl, emerged from the small flying vehicle, lifting the brim of her wizard’s hat and letting out a soft exclamation.

“Hmm? There are always strange dragons like this in the Dragon Mountains. Poor thing, that Shepherd Dragon has the bloodline of the World-Destroying Demon Dragon within him. Under the power of you and me, Katya, he couldn’t even maintain his original form. The demon dragon bloodline within him is absorbing the aura of the end of the world and growing stronger. Three heads… and not a low level.”

“How pitiful.”

The Rose Witch looked to the other side, at the Witch Esther, who was gritting her teeth and bearing all the pressure under the pressure of two third-circle spells.

“Just as pitiful as you, Esther.”

“Both are children who don’t know who they are.”

The Rose Witch was dismissive of Locke’s existence, after all, the World Wonders were from the New Journey, and the Rose Council wasn’t very interested in the New Journey.

Therefore, she didn’t know about the existence of the Dragon-Eating Wonders.

Secondly, the Dragon Mountains, the Atlas Mountains, in the Eastern Boundary, are a natural barrier between many wizarding lands.

Dragons migrate along the Dragon Mountains, often following the mountains to another wizarding land, causing immense damage to various wizarding lands.

The Rose Witch said, “Before the six Towers of Faith in the Land of Six Towers became crucial nodes in suppressing the Dragon Mountains, the

Dragon Plague could spread through the Atlas Mountains to a third of the Eastern Boundary. That was until the White Wizard Association voted to agree to build the Six Towers to suppress the Dragon Plague.” “Therefore, it’s not surprising that there are many dragon-like creatures within the Dragon Mountains, including a Shepherd Dragon with demonic dragon blood. Of course, it would be truly strange if four demonic dragons, or even the extremely rare five, appeared in such a peripheral area.”

The Rose Witch looked at a clone of the Witch Catherine in the sky and said, “I’ve heard that there are still wizards in the Land of Six Towers. The danger of the Dragon Plague has receded, but the descendants of the dragon tamers in the Land of Six Towers are still upholding their duties.”

“Truly…moving.”

“The entire Six Towers region was carved out from the three surrounding wizarding lands (Spiral Basin, Lijiang Plain, and Ten Thousand Mountains). Especially the Spiral Basin, whose only fertile normal plain was taken away, leading to its poverty to this day. This forced that region to maintain a murky relationship with the black wizards in its pursuit of power, resulting in its infamous reputation.”

The witch Catherine remained silent, looking at the Rose Witch.

She couldn’t speak, lest the Rose Witch discover that the Shepherd Dragon was a wizard from Golden Crown Mountain. She was using the Rose Witch in this confrontation to allow Locke to obtain the dragon bloodline.

However, it was still somewhat lacking; something was missing.

And to complete that missing element, Locke would have to work hard for it himself.

At this moment, the dragon bloodline within Locke was constantly transforming the Shepherd Dragon’s body, turning towards a true dragon form. His dragon bloodline was growing stronger every moment, but it was still lacking something.

Locke calculated…

“No, even if we follow the plan and completely utilize the essence of the Shepherd Dragon’s bloodline to compensate for the flaws in the Demonic Dragon bloodline by absorbing the aura of the apocalypse, it’s still a little short. Just that little bit is enough to prevent the Demonic Dragon bloodline from reaching the second ring.”

“What is it?”

Locke’s expression changed slightly.

Because a failed bloodline upgrade means the Demonic Dragon bloodline will fall back to the first ring crystallization level, which will lead to two major consequences.

First, he will be unable to maintain his dragon form, essentially prematurely exhausting the power of the World’s Wonder and reverting to human form in front of everyone.

Although he is no longer sure whether the situation is under the control of the witch Yekaterina, it’s best to keep his promise.

Second, he will also be severely injured due to the failed bloodline upgrade.

This is equivalent to breaking through from the first ring to the second.

If the breakthrough fails, he will suffer a severe backlash. Of course, given his life essence as a second-ring wizard, he shouldn’t be in mortal danger, but he will be weak for a long time, and may even have some kind of lingering illness.

‘Or perhaps we could devour the surrounding dragons to replenish the Demon Dragon bloodline, and use them as firewood?’

Locke’s mind raced. The Earth Demon Bear bloodline within him had already been infused with the Demon Dragon bloodline at the first ring stage.

‘No. The dragons’ power isn’t enough. Eating them won’t help. If all else fails, I’ll have to take a bite of the Death God Dragon! But the Death God Dragon is incredibly powerful; one bite and it’ll break my teeth!’

Locke pondered.

‘What should I do now?’

Fortunately, all the wizards were currently focused on the magical pressure clash between the third-ring wizards, so no one would attack him…

Locke’s dragon eyes flickered. Good heavens, the Celtic leader was enduring the pressure of the third-ring magical pressure clash, trying to approach him, seemingly intending to do something.

Damn it.

The Celtic leader stared at the Shepherd Dragon, his eyes gleaming with a vengeful desire.

“He whipped me away with his tail in front of everyone, making me lose face terribly.”

“I’m utterly humiliated right now. If I can ambush him now and hunt down this wretched dragon, I can not only save face and get revenge, but also give His Majesty the throne an explanation. If it weren’t for this stupid dragon causing the dragon plague, Esther would never have been able to escape here.”

“Besides, although this stupid dragon is a bit dim-witted, it’s full of treasures.”

“If I can successfully hunt it down, all its treasures will be mine.”

A tranquil grassland unfolded behind the Celtic leader. He casually plucked a vetiver from the grassland, then chanted half a spell. Instantly, the second-circle spell [Divine Weapon of Grass and Trees], imbued with a powerful magic rune, enveloped the vetiver, transforming it into a divine weapon.

To be honest, this spell was the best proof that he had wasted a spell slot on his powerful magic.

When the Celtic leader was working in the Tranquil Gardens wizarding organization, he gave a spell slot of a powerful spell to [Grass and Wood Divine Weapon], thinking he’d made a good deal.

This spell was comparable to a second-circle magical artifact, the Wizard’s Sword.

But when he arrived at Golden Crown Mountain, he was dumbfounded.

Wizard’s Swords could be purchased, yet he had wasted a spell slot just to give his magical plant the function of a Wizard’s Sword.

This was purely an inefficient act.

The Celtic leader had been wanting to replace the Grass and Wood Divine Weapon, but each replacement of a powerful spell required a large amount of resources, time, and the ability to withstand a certain amount of magical impact, so he hadn’t been able to find the time to do it.

Holding the Grass and Wood Divine Weapon, the Celtic leader, enduring the chaotic magical pressure, approached Locke.

Meanwhile, Locke’s pupils suddenly shrank.

Damn it.

This was a huge joke.

His bloodline was currently in chaos, and his ability to resist was limited.

Unless he immediately revealed his identity, he would be in dire straits if the Celtic leader attacked.

But doing so would expose his identity.

The Celtic leader thrust his sword forward, the vetiver transforming into a divine sword, indestructible, slicing through the dragon scales with a spark, then piercing one, causing dragon blood to spurt out.

Locke hastily retreated, trying to use powerful magic, but found that the magical chaos caused by the dragon’s bloodline prevented him from using it.

The Celtic leader’s eyes gleamed with excitement; he was about to successfully hunt down a rare dragon!

Normally, he wouldn’t dare venture this deep into the Dragon Mountains alone; if he attracted a being like the Death Dragon, escape would be difficult.

For ordinary second-circle wizards, the name Death Dragon wasn’t just a name or a metaphor, but a description of reality.

Locke was speechless. “

You kill me, who’s going to pay you back!

Don’t you understand? You’re my creditor! You, my creditor, actually used magic to stab my heart!”

The vetiver weapon was penetrating deeper into Locke’s chest, solidifying his power, and was about to pierce his dragon heart!

The Celtic leader laughed loudly. “Hahahaha…”

(End of Chapter)