Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 750

Chapter 747 Rejuvenation and the Twists of Fate

As Locke deciphered the prophecy of the Tower of the Black Sun and reconnected the broken path, he also crossed the broken road and raised his bloodline power to the second ring level.

In reality, within the flesh and blood passage of the Death Dragon’s tail, Locke’s body completely transformed into the juvenile form of the three-headed World-Destroying Demon Dragon, radiating the true dragon’s might.

In his sea of consciousness, Locke gazed ahead, seeing a smooth, wide road after crossing the gap.

This meant that he only needed to use other bloodline powers to fill this demon dragon’s bloodline, helping it continuously increase its power level,

becoming a Star Ring level, a Moon Ring level existence…

However, in the far distance, Locke noticed that the road was still broken, because even very far away, he could still see a gap; the road ahead remained fractured.

This indicated that the Tower of the Black Sun’s blockade of the demon dragon’s bloodline appeared at every crucial juncture.

Logically speaking, the Tower of the Black Sun seems to reject the creation of a fully formed dragon bloodline. Therefore, the closer the dragon bloodline gets to a higher ring, the greater the backlash might be.

Locke stared at the path before him, lost in thought.

He hadn’t expected that simply helping his teacher with a personal mission would complete his dragon bloodline to the second ring, and even trigger direct attacks from the Tower of the Black Sun.

He could foresee that if he continued down this path, and if the Tower of the Black Sun still existed somewhere, he might not encounter the elimination it had placed within the dragon bloodline in the past, but rather the current pursuit.

Locke remembered his mortal father saying that his original mother was a witch being hunted by the Tower of the Black Sun. Could it be that the Tower of the Black Sun still existed?

Locke pondered, “That fracture isn’t between the second and third rings. Roughly calculating based on its length, it’s more likely a fracture exists in the middle section between the lunar and solar rings. In other words, my current bloodline’s upper limit is the lunar ring, but because of the missing crucial bloodline essence, my three-headed dragon bloodline cannot reach the solar ring level.”

“To push my three-headed dragon bloodline to the lunar ring’s upper limit, I first need to use the most primitive method of consumption—taking various magical potions, magical plants, and magical creatures—to push it towards the lunar ring. Alternatively, I could use archaeological methods, transplanting some ancient creature bloodlines into my body to merge with the dragon bloodline, both completing the dragon bloodline and accelerating its evolution. It’s just that I don’t know how many resources this will consume, but at least before reaching the solar ring, there’s still a path forward.”

“But at the solar ring stage, I’ll encounter another such broken path.”

Locke’s expression wasn’t good.

The impact he just experienced still left him with lingering fear.

If he had been even slightly off, his life would have been lost, the spell model would have been completely destroyed, and he would have had to start all over again from the first-class wizard apprentice stage.

Fortunately, he survived this ordeal with the help of Celtic wizarding power and archaeological magic.

However, this would happen again during the Sun Ring stage.

This time, he avoided the prophecy of the Tower of the Black Sun by virtue of the time factor, but what about next time?

If the conditions for dispelling the prophecy next time could not be met, he would truly die!

Locke pondered, “Is there any value in continuing to explore the path of the World-Destroying Demon Dragon bloodline?”

Locke quickly chuckled.

“What am I thinking? As a researcher at Golden Crown Mountain and the champion of the Silent Grail, the question of ‘whether or not to dig’ shouldn’t even be on my mind from the start.”

“Any ambitious wizard wouldn’t let go of a project that clearly hides a huge secret. After this project, I can look for suitable funding to apply for, using the association’s money, people, and equipment to do my own thing.”

“I can also see if there are any related awards I can apply for.” “

Not to mention the ton of high-quality journals and papers I can publish in later.”

Locke pondered, “Even if it doesn’t work out, it won’t be a waste.”

Locke chuckled coldly.

“If we can keep digging, perhaps we can uncover the great truth hidden in the Age of Stars, the secrets behind King Otto and Princess Loom, and obtain the second-ring level Istoria Archaeology Award.”

“And if we encounter insurmountable dangers or thresholds, at worst, I’ll turn the Demon Dragon bloodline into firewood to replenish the Three-Eyed Tiger Cat bloodline, searching for a path for my Three-Eyed Tiger Cat bloodline to advance to the third ring. That wouldn’t be a loss, and it could instantly resolve the troubles caused by the Demon Dragon bloodline.”

In reality, the Death Dragon sensed the aura of a true dragon from its tail. It immediately trembled, an instinct from the depths of its genes—fear, distance, and awe. Then, the Death Dragon shook its tail, forcefully squeezing its muscles, throwing Locke and the others away.

Its original plan was to use the parasites in its body to eliminate Locke’s ability to resist, then use the muscles in its tail to seal Locke’s movement space, gradually squeezing the muscles until Locke was crushed to death in its tail, and then directly digest the Shepherd Dragon and the wizard with its muscles.

At this moment, the Death Dragon sensed the aura of a true dragon. Although still weak, it still possessed the might of a true dragon.

The Death Dragon completely abandoned its plan to linger and try to take advantage of any openings. It flicked its tail, sending Locke and the Celtic leader flying, and then flew away without looking back.

The Death Dragon was, after all, just an elite member of the dragon race, possessing the potential to defeat a third-ring true dragon, but dragons were still restrained by the might of a true dragon.

Furthermore, the place had become too dangerous.

Therefore, it left immediately.

Locke, along with the Celtic leader, was slammed into a hill. When Locke climbed out of the rubble, he casually used his dragon claws to pull the Celtic leader out.

The Celtic leader coughed incessantly. “Cough cough cough…”

He looked at his greatly enhanced magic, overjoyed.

This time, he had gained a tremendous amount.

The Celtic leader looked at the drastically changed Locke, slightly astonished, his pupils shrinking slightly.

“Hmm? This isn’t the might of a dragon.”

“What level of dragon might is this?”

“What exactly is this three-headed dragon?”

Leader Celt pondered for a moment, then said to Locke, “I am Celt, the wizard mentor of Golden Crown Mountain. Brother dragon, it was a pleasure working with you just now. You seem to have completed your bloodline transformation.”

Leader Celt looked up at Locke’s forehead, where the black cross of light had disappeared.

“Brother Dragon, if you don’t mind, you’re welcome to visit my Golden Crown Mountain. My Golden Crown Mountain has Dragon-Viewing Peaches; dragons that consume them gain ‘humanity,’ possessing a human soul!”

“If magical creatures eat the Dragon-Viewing Peach King, they can call themselves human.”

Locke glanced at Celt, ignoring him, and flew aside.

The Celtic wizard frowned at this.

Rejected?

So be it. It was

just a whim anyway; perhaps the dragon had only been using him from the beginning. Now everyone had gotten what they wanted, and there was no need for further trade.

However, Celt licked his lips, remembering the black wind that had emerged from the depths of Locke’s dragon body.

That thing had greatly enhanced him.

Meanwhile, Locke smiled bitterly.

The Tower of the Black Sun!

Too powerful.

The black wind arising from within his body was already terrifying.

But the sudden collapse of the path at the moment of transformation was even more terrifying; the prophecy from the Tower of the Black Sun struck like a curse.

But now, the Tower of the Black Sun has left behind a third hidden hand!

At this moment, the black wind has vanished, and the prophecy has been broken, but countless insects still surge from the depths of his dragon bloodline.

It seems to be some ancient sacrificial magic, though he doesn’t understand it.

These small black insects appear in every cell of his body, constantly gnawing and devouring his flesh and blood, consuming many in the blink of an eye.

‘In other words, as long as someone’s dragon bloodline advances to the second ring, they will definitely die.’

Locke suddenly realized.

The Tower of the Black Sun left behind numerous safeguards to ensure that the dragon bloodline wouldn’t leak out. He had been considering how to cross the broken path at the Sun Ring level, but he hadn’t expected that he had never crossed the second ring’s broken path.

‘However, luckily, this body is only composed of the World Wonder, the Dragon-Eating Beast, so these insects will only kill this body. Moreover, these insects cannot enter the soul level, meaning they only need to ensure the destruction of the dragon body possessing the dragon bloodline.’ ‘

In this way, I won’t be trapped in the predicament of that special black wind that would blow away my many spell models, great magic, and permanent defensive field.’

The Tower of the Black Sun probably hadn’t anticipated that his body was merely obtained through an item.

Locke peered into his body; ‘The worms are gradually decreasing. These worms, emerging from the dragon’s bloodline, seem to be limited in number. According to this calculation, they probably can’t even destroy the dragon’s body, can’t completely kill it, only leave it severely injured and potentially dying at any moment. The bloodline is extremely weak, but interestingly, these worms seem to be able to devour bloodlines.’

In other words, these must be worms that the Tower of the Black Sun specifically used to deal with bloodline-savvy wizards during the Age of Stars.

What’s even more interesting is

that the Tower of the Black Sun’s main power lies in

its dragon bloodline possessors!

Therefore, the Tower of the Black Sun’s greatest use for these bloodline-devouring worms is probably not against the wizard kings of the 300 million magic kingdoms, but against those dragon bloodline possessors.

Locke tried several methods, but none were effective against these worms; they seemed to ignore all his magical attacks.

Realizing he couldn’t stop these worms, Locke had no choice but to give up.

Anyway, he might as well lose his life.

As long as it doesn’t affect her own spell models, it’s fine.

Locke turned to look into the distance, where the Rose Witch and the Catherine Witch were still exchanging spells.

However, the situation seemed to have changed.

Under the suppression of two third-circle spells, the magical pressure shell on Esther’s body was covered with cracks. At this moment, the Catherine Witch struck again, pointing her finger forward, and Esther’s face began to grow younger.

Her age regressed to that of a young girl, and before long, her face became fair and beautiful, with delicate and smooth skin, the kind of skin only a young girl would have.

In the blink of an eye, Esther continued to transform, becoming a little girl, her clothes loose and baggy.

At this moment, Esther’s expression changed drastically, because not only had her body become a little girl, but even her state had changed.

She had no magical pressure!

Just like an ordinary person.

The Rose Witch’s eyes brightened slightly, and she smiled and said, “Isn’t this the third-circle botanical spell I developed, ‘Rejuvenation’? Katya, you just like copying me.”

The Catherine Witch sighed. “This is a botanical spell I developed myself, ‘Rejuvenation.’ Anna, you just wanted to learn it from me, so please don’t get it wrong.”

“I remember your ‘Rejuvenation’ isn’t a permanent effect, but mine is a permanent one.”

The Rose Witch’s expression changed slightly, and she pondered deeply for a moment.

“In this respect, you are indeed slightly better than me.”

Because she couldn’t do it.

Or it was a pipe dream.

It was simply unbelievable.

But the Rose Witch immediately thought of Catherine the Witch, who recently obtained the special resource ‘Red Spider Lily’ from the Tianjiang River due to the Three Kings Tournament.

With the help of that three-ringed magical plant, achieving this seemed easy.

The next moment, Catherine the Witch raised a finger and drew it through the air.

Esther the Witch opened her mouth. “Your Majesty…”

The next moment, a gash was slit in her throat.

Killing a Sun Ring Wizard was incredibly difficult, but killing a mortal girl was as easy as a flick of the wrist.

Esther was dead.

The Celtic leader closed his eyes, unable to bear the sight.

The Sith wizard snorted coldly. “Traitor.”

The other wizards of Golden Crown Mountain closed their eyes, but they all understood that this was the fate a traitor deserved.

The moment she secretly fled into the Dragon Mountains, a lawless place, she almost equated herself with a dark wizard.

Outside, it wouldn’t be so easy to touch a Sun Ring wizard.

She had narrowed her own path.

Locke’s dragon eyes widened at the sight.

No way, she really killed her?

This…

Locke was surprised to see the Rose Witch’s lips curl into a smile; she seemed to be in a good mood.

Wait…

why was the Rose Witch pleased instead of angry? Was there something I didn’t know?

The next moment, the Rose Witch suddenly appeared in front of Locke.

Locke’s pupils instantly contracted.

At this moment, he faced the full terror of a third-ring wizard.

Most importantly, he still couldn’t sense any magical pressure emanating from this third-ring wizard.

Locke instantly realized that in everyone’s eyes, he was just a dragon, and at this moment, he was completely isolated and helpless.

No one would come to his rescue, or even stand by his side.

Locke was about to fly upwards when, in the next instant, the Rose Witch’s hand pressed against his forehead.

The Rose Witch mused, “What a pity. That Shepherd Dragon was so cute; I really wanted to take it home as a pet. But now it’s so ugly. Ugly things have no need to dart around in front of my throne.”

Locke was about to protest, but before he could even react, a hand was already on his dragon head.

Locke was horrified to discover that not only was he unable to move, but every inch of his flesh was turning into a plant.

What kind of magic was this, capable of turning the flesh of a two-ringed dragon into a plant!

A crimson dragon rose bloomed on the spot.

The Celtic leader was indignant. He had only just established a preliminary relationship with that silly dragon; perhaps with a few more persuasions, he could get a decent mount.

At the very least, he could sell it to the beast-taming magic instructors at Golden Crown Mountain for research funding.

But now…

that silly dragon has turned into a… flower.

The Rose Witch turned to the Enchantress Catherine and smiled, “This is a spell I recently developed, [Flower-Making Manipulation].”

“What do you think?”

The power of a third-ring wizard is unbelievable!

The Rose Witch, with her hands behind her back, smiled and said, “The timing of this dragon’s appearance was too coincidental. So I decided to give it a try. But since no one stopped me, it means he is either not important to your Golden Crown Mountain, or he has nothing to do with your Golden Crown Mountain.”

“Now that he is dead, all my doubts will disappear. Everyone, our dispute has been resolved. The Rose Council welcomes you all to give open courses or lectures at our university.”

“Katya, I’ll be going now. Don’t bother seeing me out.”

(End of Chapter)