Exploring Technology in a Wizard World-Chapter 581 - 579: Seeing Through the Identity

Richard looked toward Mars, ready to witness the so-called "Power of Destiny" of the "Death Finger" spell in action, but the next moment, his eyebrows suddenly rose.

He saw Mars’s body tremble slightly, as if he had been attacked, but then Mars turned around and ran off at full speed, showing no signs of injury.

This... had no effect?

Impossible!

Richard couldn’t help but think, suppressing his confusion, he deployed the "Shadow Cloak" and the "Concealing Breath Skill" and quietly followed Mars, intent on discovering what was going on.

...

"Tap tap tap..."

"Tap tap tap..."

Mars ran desperately, feeling as if he was about to run his lungs out, but he didn’t dare to stop.

He thought he was done for when he had been attacked just now, but then he found the energy that had hit him quickly dissipated upon entering his body, seemingly having no effect on him.

He wasn’t sure why this was happening, whether the attack had missed or if he was just that lucky, but he didn’t want to take any chances. All he could think about was getting to his mentor, Wizard Wan An, as quickly as possible.

Although his mentor, Wizard Wan An, might not be a match for his assailant, surely they wouldn’t dare to have a showdown in this gathering place, right? As long as the assailant didn’t dare, he would be safe.

With that thought, Mars saw a two-story wooden building up ahead. He ran towards it with the last bit of his strength and started pounding on the door.

Inside, Wizard Wan An heard the commotion and, without hesitation, quickly opened the door.

Seeing Mars’s frantic expression, Wizard Wan An immediately guessed some possibilities. First, he glanced around to check that no one was following, then turned to Mars and asked urgently, "What happened, did you find something significant? Or, has that kid discovered you!"

Mars opened his mouth, about to report his situation: "..."

But at the moment he opened his mouth, his eyes widened in horror, looking at Wan An as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. Then his body shook violently, and the light in his eyes quickly faded.

"Thump!"

Under Wizard Wan An’s stunned gaze, Mars fell to the ground with a hard thud, lying motionless.

Wan An’s eyes narrowed. In the briefest of moments, he adopted a defensive stance, his eyes quickly scanning the surroundings, ready to fight at any moment.

After a while, when everything remained eerily quiet, Wan An finally exhaled, bent down, and checked Mars’s breathing only to find he was still breathing. However, Mars seemed soulless, unresponsive to any calls or shouts.

This—

Wan An’s gaze flickered, doing another swift scan of the surroundings before rapidly picking up Mars’s body and going inside the room, slamming the door shut behind him.

In the darkness, Richard watched the entire process, deep in thought.

"Vegetative state? Mental trauma? Or perhaps... an attack using some advanced Prophecy Magic?" Richard mused to himself, "But no matter what... it seems like they can’t sit still any longer, which means it’s time to resolve everything at once."

...

In the room.

Mars was laid on the bed by Wan An, still unmoving, his eyes void of focus. Only the occasional rise and fall of his chest indicated he wasn’t a dead man.

Such an existence was, in Wan An’s view, not much different from a dead man.

No, it was perhaps even more terrifying than death.

Wan An paced back and forth beside the bed, his mind in turmoil.

He was certain that it had been Richard’s doing. But with Richard’s ability, he had more than enough power to kill Mars, so why had he left Mars alive, letting him turn into what he was now?

Was it a warning, a threat, or was it coercion, forcing him to beg for mercy?

Wan An’s expression constantly changed, unable to guess Richard’s intentions, feeling himself caught in danger.

"Snap!"

Wan An suddenly stopped pacing and hissed through clenched teeth, "This can’t go on! Yes, it cannot continue like this, or I’ll be dead without knowing how it happened. Whether it’s a warning or a threat, I must take it seriously, I cannot give that kid any more opportunities. I must take the initiative to strike."

With those words, Wan An took a deep breath and the next moment, he pushed the door open and marched out with large strides.

...

After a short time, Wizard Phil was somewhat reluctantly brought back by Wan An.

The two entered the room, and Phil, slightly annoyed, said, "Wizard Wan An, what’s going on? What did you need to tell me? If there’s really something important, couldn’t you have just said it at my place? Why drag me all the way here?"

"Wizard Phil, please don’t blame me for being cautious. This matter is too shocking. I can tell you, but you might not believe me, you need to see the evidence yourself."

"Evidence? What evidence?"

"Take a look." Wan An pointed at Mars lying on the bed, "That is the evidence."

"Hmm?" Phil followed the direction of Wan An’s finger and looked puzzled, not seeing why the sight of a Wizard Apprentice was of any interest.

But after a few seconds, as he discovered something, his expression became stern. He walked quickly to the bed, examined Mars, and spoke with a furrowed brow, "What happened? Your apprentice... is injured? No, not injured, there’s no wound on his body, but he has lost consciousness. This... this is very strange."

"Now you understand, right?" Wan An said.

"Understand what?"

"That my apprentice is the one who was attacked by that self-proclaimed student of Guluo—Richard. This is him silencing a witness."

"What are you talking about, Wizard Wan An? Why can’t I understand?"

"You can’t understand?" Wan An snorted lightly, looked at Phil seriously, and said, "Wizard Phil, are you truly unable to understand, or are you pretending not to? I believe you’re not foolish. You must have had your suspicions since my last visit. No, you must have had them even before that visit. It’s just that your nature has always been to avoid trouble, keeping your speculations to yourself."

Phil’s face changed, and after pondering for a moment he looked up at Wan An, "So, you really suspect Richard’s identity?"

"Shouldn’t I?"

"Are you sure it’s not because of the altercation at the exchange meeting, you hold a grudge against him, and so..."

Wan An raised a hand, speaking candidly, "I won’t deny, because of my grudge against him, I started paying attention to him. But that doesn’t contradict the facts. I have investigated thoroughly, that boy definitely has issues. Think about it, from the very first time that boy interacted with you..." Wan An raised his voice.

At the end of his speech, Wan An fixed his gaze on Phil’s eyes and said, "Regarding his identity, there is one most important thing: he says he is a student of Guluo, but how long has it been, have we really seen Guluo? Even if you have heard her voice, it was through a door, and when you saw her silhouette, it was under dim light, it can all be faked."

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