Wizard: Adventures in Two Worlds-Chapter 410 - 159 Holy Demon Transformation_3

"The Holy Hall..." Mei Weiya’s voice lingered.

"Since it has nothing to do with the goddess, there’s no need to worry about it. Have you found the Evil God’s consciousness in Freedom Port?"

"Not yet," Olanna lowered her head.

"But it should be soon. The Evil God’s will is roaming Freedom Port, and I’m afraid my uncle can’t hold on much longer."

"Sodan?" Mei Weiya closed her eyes. "An utter fool. No need to bother with him. Once we find the Evil God’s will, I will handle the trouble."

"The food supply..."

"Must not be cut off."

"Yes." Olanna acknowledged. She was about to mention the Holy Skill, but looked up to see her mother had fallen into a deep sleep.

She opened her mouth, then silently bowed and withdrew.

* * *

PHEW...

BANG!

Carl flipped his body, his five fingers clenched into a fist and thrust forward. A roaring gust of wind condensed into a visible white line.

Two streams of witchcraft light struck him. He merely swayed slightly, then instantly dashed in front of someone.

CRUNCH!

His fists, like claws, easily crushed his opponent’s throat.

The next moment, everything around him began to shake, and the Illusion Realm quietly dissipated.

"SIGH!" Carl stood in place, a speechless expression on his face. "The Nef Magic Mirror is so fragile! I seriously suspect the Andrew family set a usage limit when they crafted it. Once it exceeds that number, the mirror quickly deteriorates."

"However," he mused, raising an eyebrow slightly, "my strength has indeed increased a lot. Even if I face a First Ring Middle Stage Wizard directly, I have a chance to win!"

"The first three transformations of the Holy Demon Transformation are called the Bronze Transformations. Just mastering the first level has doubled my defensive power, allowing me to almost ignore physical attacks from those of the same realm, and my resistance to witchcraft has also greatly increased."

"Now, when I encounter witchcraft cast by a Late First Ring Wizard, I no longer face certain death upon impact, but instead... I’m severely injured! It seems the final outcome isn’t much different, is it?"

The corner of Carl’s mouth twitched. His rising fighting spirit wavered, but he quickly encouraged himself, "It’s okay! Right now, I’ve only mastered the first level. When I reach the second and third levels, my defensive power will double again."

"If the Bronze Transformation is fully mastered, I might even be able to withstand a First Rank Late Stage witchcraft attack directly. Besides, I’m not a sitting duck; wouldn’t I know to dodge an incoming witchcraft attack?"

"The key is... life energy!"

Carl stroked his chin, lost in thought.

He had mastered the first level of the Holy Demon Transformation in less than two months.

The reason he mastered it so quickly was because his physical Constitution was already at the First-order Middle Stage, coupled with the solid foundation from practicing the Giant Spirit Breathing Technique, and the Divine Domain Fragment granting him absolute control over his body.

The Holy Demon Transformation is of a high Tier, consuming a large amount of life energy during cultivation. However, with sufficient life energy, advancement is also swift.

After mastering the first level, Carl found cultivating the second level strenuous. Despite his already strong Constitution, his progress was slow.

As he walked out of the backyard, a burst of noise reached him.

"What’s going on?"

Carl furrowed his brow, stepped out, and glanced at the few people in the shop. "What’s the matter now?"

Lately, the shop hadn’t been peaceful, with disturbances frequently erupting and even affecting business. This also soured his mood.

"Wizard Carl," Lance said with a light chuckle, "it’s nothing. I was just messing with Zoe."

Messing around? Carl snorted coldly.

Zoe was a daughter-in-law of the Nelson family, taken in by Carl some time ago at Inid’s request.

Her features were delicate, her skin pink and tender. Although pregnant, it wasn’t very noticeable; instead, she possessed a mature charm.

And Lance, despite losing an arm, his temperament hadn’t mellowed, and he would occasionally tease her.

Today, he had clearly gone too far; even Zoe’s skirt was torn, and her face was deathly pale.

The others looked on with grim expressions, but no one dared to say much.

Lance was, after all, a member of the Green family, holding a prestigious position in the Six Rings Tower, and even spoke to Carl quite casually.

Carl turned and asked, "Zoe, is that so?"

"..." Zoe clenched her jaw, her cheeks trembling, and suddenly said, "It’s not like that!"

"Wizard Carl, Lance has been constantly touching me inappropriately. I didn’t allow it, and he even tried to use force."

"Bitch!" Lance’s expression changed, and he roared, "What did you say?"

"Enough!" Carl frowned. "Lance, as a disciple of the Six Rings Tower, you have repeatedly broken this shop’s rules. I can’t have you here any longer."

"Leave!"

"Hmm?" Lance was stunned, looking at him with a surprised expression. "Wizard Carl, what are you saying?"

"What?" Carl’s gaze was icy. "Were my words not clear enough? Or perhaps, besides missing an arm, your ears don’t work well either!"

"Get out!"

"You..." An Official Wizard’s spiritual power was almost tangible, making Lance involuntarily step back. When he regained his senses, he gritted his teeth and growled, "Very well!"

"I’ve wanted to leave this damn shop for a long time anyway! But since you’re kicking me out, I’ll be sure to tell Wizard Gold!"

Before he could finish speaking, a torrent of water blasted him out of the shop’s front door.

Ever since Lance arrived at the shop, interpersonal relationships had been a mess. Carl had wanted to kick him out for a long time, and today’s incident provided the perfect opportunity to do so and restore some peace.

PTUI!

PTUI! PTUI!

Spitting out the dirty water he had swallowed, Lance stumbled off to find his friend, Kohen, in the marketplace.

"Kohen!"

"Come out! Let’s go drinking!"

As he roared, venting his fury, he didn’t notice a figure in the distance silently watching him.

The shadowy figure sneered. Lance... The Magic Forest is not the Kaliem Continent. Without the protection of an Official Wizard, do you really think you can survive? I’ve waited for months. The opportunity... has finally come!