Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 776

Chapter 773 The Third Encounter with the Sixfold Curse Barrier and the Reunion with Patty

Graeme Stein’s eyes lit up slightly. Dark wizards lacked systematic education in potions, and his foundation was weak.

He had a little knowledge in the Blood Curse Court, but no real learning, so he lacked a lot of basic knowledge. Now, with this poor little witch, it seemed he could identify the names of many high-level potions in white wizarding society.

That would give him many advantages within the Blood Curse Court, and might even help him gain face among the clan elders, or even win the Blood Lord’s praise!

Thinking of this, Graeme Stein’s eyes changed, and he smiled sinisterly, “Don’t worry, I won’t eat you, little witch.”

“You’ve already been fed my lifeblood. If you die again and consume the blood of a magical creature, you’ll become my blood servant.”

“Not a vampire conversion curse, that’s too advanced for you. It will only turn you into a lowly blood servant, easily controlled by me.”

Patty’s face was pale.

Graeme Stein chuckled, “While blood servants won’t be able to continue learning, they can at least retain some of the skills a wizard apprentice possessed in life. I only need some of your skills. After all, I’m not stupid; controlling a white wizard apprentice is far too difficult. I have to dedicate a portion of my energy to you every moment, suppressing your ulterior motives.”

“Even if I plant a paralysis curse on your body, I won’t be at ease. My style is to only leave behind obedient blood servants.”

“Heh heh heh…”

Patty’s face paled, her heart filled with utter despair.

How could she escape from this horde of dark wizards?

No matter how hard Patty racked her brains, she felt she was doomed. No matter how much she applied the botanical knowledge she had learned at the University of Verdandia, she had no ability to escape from so many powerful dark wizards.

Moreover, she had already consumed Graeme Stein’s essence blood.

Should she give up?

Patty gritted her teeth. She remembered that she had entered Oregon Academy on Corfu at the age of eight and had begun learning magic.

This year marked 15 years.

Fifteen days and months have passed. How much effort had she put in to escape the impoverished and harsh land of Corfu and, by sheer luck, gain admission to the University of Verdandia!

On Corfu, as the daughter of a commoner, how much had she strived to rise above those noble sons she once considered the chosen ones?

Thinking of those noble sons of Corfu, Patty’s eyes flickered again.

She was thinking of someone.

At the same time, she was thinking of something else.

Had her classmates from Aurelian Academy inherited their families’ businesses or become wealthy citizens of Corfu?

And she, the witch apprentice who once considered herself superior to them, was now trapped in the cruel war between black and white wizards, unable to extricate herself, in grave danger, even facing death and the risk of becoming a blood servant of a black wizard apprentice.

Thinking of this, Patty felt a pang of regret.

Would it have been better for her to stay on Corfu?

Just then, Graeme Stein was surprised to find that the wooden frame of the carriage had suddenly become scorching hot, and the black walnut wood frame of the magic carriage had even begun to turn red, with sparks appearing, like firewood placed in a fire pit.

Graeme Stein frowned.

He then realized that his magic carriage had broken away from the main group and entered an unknown forest. The forest was shrouded in mist, and a bright moon hung in the sky, dreamlike and ethereal, seemingly vastly different from the real world.

The entire forest possessed a hazy beauty.

Graeme Stein, the wizard, grinned maliciously. “White Wizard? Hahaha, we acted so arrogantly just to lure you bunch of stray dogs from Verdandia University into attacking us, didn’t we? Hahaha… You’ve fallen into a trap!” “

Every carriage in the caravan has been tampered with, just waiting for you. Hahaha… Sixfold Curse Barrier! White Wizard, I will kill you.”

A six-pointed star magic circle emerged from under his carriage.

At the same time, a precious orb appeared inside his carriage, providing negative energy to the sixfold cursed barrier.

This created a de facto anti-magic array targeting white wizards.

Locke’s voice rang in his ears.

“Apprentice, you’ve really gone too far with your joke.”

Locke appeared inside the magical carriage.

Immediately, Graeme Stein felt a chill run down his spine.

He looked at Locke, his eyes glazed over, because Locke’s clone was only wearing a black wizard’s robe; otherwise, he carried no badges or other identification, making it impossible to recognize him.

Furthermore, the difference in magical pressure between Locke and himself was too great.

Therefore, this top-ranked candidate for wizard in the Blood Curse Court couldn’t discern Locke’s magical pressure, feeling as if the other was empty, as if standing before him, yet also as if not.

What terrified Graeme Stein most was that this white wizard seemed to completely ignore the sixfold cursed barrier.

The terrifying magic circle capable of imbuing white wizards with six opposing layers of negative energy, enhanced by the Ghost Orb of the Ghost Cult, combined to create a devastating attack against white wizards, resolving the biggest flaw of the Six-Layer Reversal Barrier—the potential lack of sufficient negative energy magic.

However, this powerful attack seemed to be completely nonexistent for the wizard before him.

Moreover, the other party seemed quite interested in the six-pointed star magic circle pattern of the Six-Layer Curse Barrier that had appeared on the carriage floor.

Locke looked at the Six-Layer Curse Barrier with considerable emotion.

This was the third time he had encountered this magic circle.

The first time was when he infiltrated the Blood Curse Court’s territory with the witch Sophia, storming their curse magic research institute.

The second time was at Lilith’s Hut, where he turned the tables on the Blood Curse Court’s wizard candidates who were preparing to ambush him.

And the third time was now.

“This six-fold cursed barrier is indeed ingeniously designed.”

Locke reached out and grabbed the magic circle that the black wizard had set up at the bottom of the carriage, which was now in his hand.

The wizard, Graeme Stein, was utterly terrified; his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

Wait, what’s going on?

Locke shook his head slightly as he looked at the magic array. “It can only be called ingenious, not even brilliant.”

He exerted a little force and crushed the array.

In an instant, the shattering of the Sixfold Cursed Realm caused the Ghostly Orb inside the carriage to crack, and the more than a thousand souls imprisoned within it floated away inside the carriage.

Locke snapped his fingers, drawing them into his own realm and, using the properties of the Land of Ten Thousand Spirits, transforming them into spirits.

He had already pulled the carriage into the Dharma Realm.

In the Silent Grail, he had used the Dharma Realm of the Kingdom of Locke to devour the Wizard Edgar’s Land of All Spirits and the Shadow Fern, so although he couldn’t use his ultimate magic, his Dharma Realm possessed some characteristics of the Land of All Spirits.

Now, these souls, imprisoned by the Ghostly Holy Cult and whose structures had been destroyed, were able to regain some of their physical form, thus gaining independent functions and becoming part of the Dharma Realm again.

Then, Locke flung them out of the Dharma Realm, allowing them to return to the natural flow of souls in the Wizarding World.

The Wizarding World already had a complete soul circulation system.

His Dharma Realm currently mainly received the essence of plants, and also the spirituality of some civilizations from cooperative worlds that he planned to accept in the future. To ensure the purity of the spirituality, he didn’t want any impurities to enter.

Otherwise, it would affect the energy dissipation of his ultimate magic and the continued forging process.

Locke shook his head slightly.

“The Blood Curse Court is getting worse with each generation. Hussein will definitely be disappointed.”

“The previous top apprentice of the Blood Curse Court could calmly face even a full-fledged wizard, and even set a trap to kill his teacher, thus escaping unscathed from the Blood Curse Court. How come the current top apprentice is such a dimwit?”

Graeme Stein’s pupils suddenly shrank, and he forced a smile.

“Senior, you are so powerful, why bother with a junior like me… You…”

The next moment, his body, cursed and transformed into a vampire, began to crack inch by inch. He looked down and his eyes widened. He saw that the sparks from the wooden frame inside the magical carriage, which had turned into firewood, were extending from his feet and crawling up his body.

His whole body was now like charred coals burning red in a boiler.

The key point was that he had no idea what had happened.

The vampire transformation curse seemed to have lost all its effect. He tried to cast the Thousand Edges Curse, but when he opened his mouth, a stream of black gas spewed out, only to be instantly burned away by a blazing fire.

First, his throat caught fire, then his head, and then his entire body.

His immortality was utterly useless.

Locke glanced at the perennial herbaceous magical plant, Pinellia ternata, in his hand. Its rapier-like shape and unique, candle-like budding flame were extremely satisfying.

This was the power of Pinellia ternata.

Of course, using it against a dark wizard apprentice was a bit overkill, because Locke suspected that if he used his full power, even those dark wizards at the vaporization stage would have their bodies instantly destroyed by the fiery power of Pinellia ternata, their immortality ruined.

Locke shook his head slightly.

“Another junior brother of Hussein’s killed. He’ll be very happy to know.”

Locke snapped his fingers, and the interior of the magic carriage quickly returned to normal. The dark wizard apprentice, destroyed by Banxia’s summer magic, was instantly reduced to ashes and ceased to exist.

Locke, sitting in the magic carriage, looked at Patty in front of him and asked, “Are you the driver of this magic carriage, Patty?”

“Drive for me. Keep up with the caravan; I also want to go to the Dark Wizarding Alliance meeting.”

He had nothing to fear in the Southeast Corner Region.

Because after arriving here, he had confirmed that no second-circle wizard could tolerate staying here for long!

Second-circle wizards here were practically slaughtered.

At this moment, the lunar magic realm surrounding the magic carriage quickly faded, and the magic carriage returned to the real world.

Throughout the entire process, the dark wizards in this caravan did not notice anything amiss.

Patty stared in shock as the brutal dark wizard apprentice died instantly before her eyes.

Hearing Locke’s question, she immediately bowed and greeted him, saying, “My lord… my lord, I am indeed his coachman. I will drive the carriage for you. Are you a first-ring wizard in our White Wizarding Association?”

Locke paused, taken aback.

“A first-ring wizard? I’m not.”

Patty was immediately puzzled.

If this powerful wizard before her wasn’t a first-ring wizard, how could he have killed the number one ranked candidate for official wizard in the Blood Curse Court among so many dark wizards?

Patty blinked.

“Wait… how do you know my name? Do you recognize me?”

Among the dark wizards, the slave-owning dark wizards had never called her by her name; they always called her “hey” or “witch. “

So, Patty realized that Locke likely knew her, or at least knew something about her.

Locke sighed, sat down in front of her, and said, “Stand up.”

“It’s me, Locke Augustine. Patty, don’t you remember me?”

Patty was about to stand up when she froze in place upon hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar name.

This was a name she thought she would never hear again in her life.

“Lock Augustine…”

Patty finally dared to look closely at Locke; she could still vaguely recognize her former classmate’s face.

They had studied together for two years at Aurelian Academy on Corfu. Initially, she had been tutoring Locke, but after three months, Locke had surpassed her.

That was the first time she had felt utterly outmatched in talent.

Patty looked at Locke in astonishment, “Lock… it’s you…”

“Could it be that you, Locke, have become a powerful First-Class Wizard Apprentice? You survived the great dark wizard attack a year ago?”

Patty was surprised, delighted, yet also fearful and confused.

“It’s too dangerous here. Our academy has been taken over by those dark wizards. The headmaster ordered us to break up and scatter, awaiting the signal to regroup for a counterattack.”

“Locke, if you’re not a certified wizard, how could you kill Graeme Stein?”

“Are you alright at Lilith’s Hut? Did you encounter Cord?”

Patty asked. “Locke, how’s things at Lilith’s Hut? Did you bring reinforcements from the certified wizards there?”

(End of Chapter)