Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 71 - 63 No One Will Mourn Your Death_2
Chapter 71: Chapter 63: No One Will Mourn Your Death_2
Chapter 71 -63: No One Will Mourn Your Death_2
As Ronan and his companion wandered along, they unwittingly found themselves on the banks of a murky, foul-smelling river via a trail of fresh blood.
The path led across the river, and in the waters on both sides, there were countless bizarre fish with rotting bodies and human organs still attached.
These strange fish gathered at the feet of Ronan and his companion, gnawing incessantly as if feeding on something, making chewing noises and burbling black bubbles.
Walking among the throngs of these weird fish, under their eager watch, even Ronan felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.
Fortunately, they managed to walk the entire way smoothly, revealing that the treacherous blood trail was, in fact, the true safe passage.
It wasn’t until they reached the opposite bank that Ronan remembered the purpose of their mission.
He glanced at the murky river teeming with the bizarre fish and wondered if this was a resource spot intentionally cultivated by the Black Robed Wizards of the Silent Forest.
After hesitation, he decided to cast a few spells into the river, killing a large number of the strange fish before turning to leave.
As they continued beyond Weird Fish River, Ronan gradually caught the scent of rotting flesh and blood.
While searching for the source of the smell, he noticed Young Wizard Reiny looking distressedly in a certain direction—
There lay an endless black field of flowers.
Amidst the field, densely populated, were twisted and bizarre “flowers.”
The flowers’ branches were composed of rotting bodies, with white, slender neck bones stretching upward, ending in neatly sliced faces that bloomed like petals, each bearing a serene, sleeping human face at the core.
“Ghost-faced Flowers…”
Ronan stared blankly at the terrifying and permeating flower field before him, finally understanding what Fa Ao really wanted them to disrupt.
Most likely, it was these Ghost-faced Flowers, which were of considerable value to Black Robed Wizards.
Cultivating Ghost-faced Flowers required a great deal of flesh and blood, and they took a long time to mature.
They were widely used in the refinement of Black Witch Potion and experiments with Black Witchcraft, hence their high value.
It was during his casual perusal of a Magic Potion Book left by Black Robed Wizards that Ronan had learned about Ghost-faced Flowers.
If a Black Robed Wizard Apprentice were to come upon such an extensive Ghost Face Flower Field, they would likely be driven wild with excitement.
But to a Grey Robe, it would only bring a sense of fear and unease.
No wonder this Secret Realm Space was named—Corpse Garden.
“What should we do?”
Reiny next to him asked firmly, “Should we destroy all of these disgusting things?”
Destroy my der…
Ronan shook his head directly.
Ghost-faced Flowers had a certain degree of aggression.
Once enraged, they would not hesitate to chew up invaders as fertilizer.
There were so many Ghost-faced Flowers here that even he could not withstand them all if they were to awaken.
Perhaps this was the reason why the flower field was left unguarded.
The only good news now was that all the Ghost-faced Flowers were sound asleep.
“Let’s stop talking from now on, try not to make any noise…
Let’s walk through quietly.”
Ronan had the impulse to turn around and leave, but considering Reiny by his side, he decided to move forward and take a look.
Find the others to regroup, then seek another way out.
Ronan had been continually assessing the situation as they moved along.
From the graveyard to Weird Fish River, and now to the Ghost Face Flower Field before them.
It seemed that the visible dangers were gradually decreasing.
He realized that they might be traveling through the “back door” of Corpse Garden.
The most important resource, the Ghost-faced Flowers, were at the very center of the garden.
The graveyard filled with Skull servants acted like a “fence” to prevent outsiders from breaking in.
If his guess was correct, then continuing past the flower field would likely lead them to the garden’s main entrance.
He even suspected that the academy’s standard for determining whether this group of Wandering Grey Robes had completed their mission might be whether they could safely reach the main entrance and rendezvous with Fa Ao, the leading wizard.
In the end, Fa Ao would then lead them out.
If he returned the way he came, he might survive…
but it was highly likely that the academy would not acknowledge his efforts, treating him as a mission freeloader and stripping him of the mission reward.
Silently, Ronan led Reiny into the flower field, with rows of twisted corpse-like Ghost-faced Flowers standing neatly on either side like mature ears of corn.
Reiny obediently refrained from speaking further to Ronan, and all that could be heard was the rustling of their footsteps as they walked through the field.
They didn’t know how long they walked until the edge of the flower field was finally in sight.
But, unexpectedly…
the unexpected still occurred.
Ronan noticed the footsteps behind him, which belonged to Reiny, suddenly paused.
Turning quickly, he saw Reiny remaining motionless, wearing an “I didn’t mean to” expression, looking at him with a combination of nervousness and terror.
Ronan looked down and realized that he had inadvertently stepped on the exposed root of a Ghost-faced Flower.
It was like the foot of the Ghost-faced Flower.
The Ghost-faced Flower that Reiny had stepped on was now waking up, its flower face—a young man’s face—twitched in pain before opening its mouth in shock at the sight of them… fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
“Whoo—”
An abrupt breeze lifted Ronan’s Magic Robe.
His strong and powerful arm, hidden beneath the Magic Robe, shot out like a spear, swiftly pressing down on the young man’s face that was about to make a sound, and with a powerful squeeze, reduced it to a mushy mass of wrinkles.
Simultaneously, the other hand unsheathed the Magic Wand from its quiet scabbard, and a flash of cold light swept past…
The crushed head of the Ghost-faced Flower fell to the ground and was quickly stuffed into the Waist Storage Bag.
From the occurrence of the mishap to its resolution, the whole process didn’t even take two seconds.
Everything was so natural and smooth.
