Wizard: Adventures in Two Worlds-Chapter 446 - 005 Turns Into a Snake

"You two needn’t worry," Clements said, his voice deliberately slow. "I’ve merely invited a few more friends to help in case the situation changes. I have no ill intentions. After everything is over, the rewards promised to both of you will still be delivered, and our transaction will not be affected."

"Linda, Mr. Karl," Nina said, her expression equally sour, though she spoke seriously, "I guarantee you will not be harmed."

Upon hearing this, Witch Linda’s expression relaxed slightly, though her true thoughts remained unknown. Carl sighed with resignation. Under someone else’s roof, one has to bow their head. They had no chance of winning a fight; stubborn resistance would only result in self-inflicted suffering and change nothing. They could only take it one step at a time.

"Go!" Witch Linda, holding her Magic Wand, directed a group of earth-mice towards the valley. Her eyes shimmered as if images flickered within them; everything the mice saw was transmitted to her senses. Before long, Linda ceased her witchcraft.

"There are many poisonous snakes inside, and some other venomous creatures. The numbers..." she hesitated, "are far more than we expected!"

It wasn’t just many; it was a veritable den of poison. Countless bizarre venomous creatures converged within the valley, and strangely, they did not attack each other. This was not normal.

"The thing inside attracts nearby venomous creatures, so it’s not that surprising," Gold began, "Whose turn is it now?"

His voice held a question, but his eyes had already settled on Carl. "Mr. Conni," Nina said, her voice tinged with worry, "please be careful. There’s no need for a direct confrontation; just lead away the two snakes at the entrance of the inner valley, and the mission will be considered complete."

Carl shook his head and, with a flip of his hand, produced a huge shield, gripping its handle firmly. This shield had been refashioned from a damaged gravity hammer and was likewise engraved with gravity witchcraft.

"The route!"

"Oh!" Linda snapped back to attention, hastily using her witchcraft to conjure an image of the valley’s terrain, marking out a path into the inner valley.

The others also began to take action. Nina pulled out a thin sheet of paper made from blood jade, its surface etched with intricate witchcraft patterns. "This Poison Warding Seal can resist close-range toxic gas for three to six hours."

Handing over the Seal, she then pointed her Magic Wand gently at Carl and intoned, "Rence’s Blessing!"

One-Circle Witchcraft—Rence’s Blessing. It significantly increased the recipient’s physical stoutness, immunity, and mental resistance. The duration varied based on the caster’s cultivation. Typically, witchcraft bearing a person’s name as a prefix was not publicly circulated. It was often exclusive to a particular family or faction and possessed relatively greater power.

"Hmph!" Carl grunted, his gaze shifting slightly. He could feel his body being wrapped by an invisible force field from the inside out, significantly boosting his Constitution in some way.

"Whew..." Nina wiped the sweat from her forehead; casting this spell had clearly taken a lot out of her.

"Berni, it’s your turn."

"Mhm." Berni from the Pelo family wiped the casual smile from his face and raised his Magic Wand, pointing it at Carl.

One-Circle Witchcraft—Water Elf! This spell greatly enhanced a person’s explosive power and recovery speed. A gentle, pervasive Water Element entered his body, penetrating bone marrow, skin, and cells, reaching everywhere.

Hmm? Carl’s eyes brightened. Compared to Rence’s Blessing, this Water Elf witchcraft provided a more noticeable enhancement and was highly compatible with him.

It seems the Pelo family’s ancestors were disciples of the Six Rings Tower, practicing witchcraft linked to the Tower’s traditions, and it was Water Magic... A perfect match for me! Could it be that the Pelo family’s witchcraft is a legacy of the Tower?

The Meditation Method he practiced was the Source Sea Meditation Method from the Tower, but he lacked corresponding witchcraft. And this Water Elf fit perfectly.

"Mr. Conni, you need to rush to a cave in the inner valley. The rest... is up to you!"

"Mhm." Carl, his face impassive, stepped towards the valley below. His pace seemed unhurried, yet within a few Breaths, he vanished from sight, disappearing among the venomous creatures.

Immediately afterward, roars erupted. The venomous creatures in the valley unleashed intense hostility towards the intruder, attacking from all directions.

Carl, wielding the giant shield, hunkered behind it and charged into the valley amidst a swarm of poisonous snakes. When his strength began to wane, his eyes suddenly widened. Supreme Dharma Seal—Earth Shattering!

He lifted one foot and stomped down hard. Unseen shockwaves swept through the surroundings, followed by the ground shaking violently. BOOM! The ground within a hundred-meter radius trembled in unison. Countless creatures died on the spot, and numerous stone pillars erupted from beneath the earth, piercing snakes and wolf spiders.

The area cleared instantly. The venomous creatures at the valley’s perimeter posed little threat to him; rather, the pervasive poisonous miasma was more troublesome.

How long has it been? The Poison Warding Seal, which was supposed to last for hours, had already turned black and hot, its effectiveness weakening. Fortunately, Carl had other buffs, and his Constitution was formidable. For the time being, he hadn’t encountered any real danger.

"Lucky it’s me!" he thought. "If it were an ordinary Legendary Knight, even with a Wizard’s methods, I fear they wouldn’t withstand the intense poison here."

The Walker family... Has a good reputation?

Shaking his head, Carl charged forward once again. The giant shield in his hand flickered with Spirit Light, and the engraved gravity witchcraft activated. Repulsion technique!

A powerful repulsive force surged from the shield. Carl charged through the swarm of venomous creatures like a savage beast, carving a bloody path. His immense strength allowed him to crush everything in his way, and the buffs let him Ignore various threats. The momentum of his charge was nearly unstoppable.

Although this journey had taken some unexpected turns, and the conditions in the valley were worse than anticipated, he was fortunately still able to cope.

「Outside the valley.」

Nina’s face lit up with joy. "Mr. Conni is truly a Legendary Knight, just as Old Brin described! His Constitution is indeed impressive. We found the right person this time!"

"Father," she said, turning to the side and lowering her voice, "why are you doing this? It could affect the good reputation our Walker family has maintained for over a hundred years."

"Reputation?" Clements’s face was expressionless. "We maintain our family’s reputation because it earns us the trust of others, which ultimately brings more benefits. If the benefits are sufficient, reputation can be sacrificed."

"...Father." Nina was stunned; his words completely overturned everything she had been taught. "It’s just a few stalks of magic henbane. Even if they contain Origin Power, they aren’t of much use to you."

"Magic henbane?" Clements snorted. "There’s more than just a few stalks of magic henbane here. And... a sacrifice must be made."

As he spoke, he looked down towards the valley. His eyes seemed to pierce through the dense poisonous miasma, settling on Carl, who was still charging forward.

The deeper one ventured into the Nameless Snake Valley, the more numerous and powerful the venomous creatures became, naturally increasing the pressure on Carl.

"Hah!" With a low shout, Carl pointed, and a ball of water materialized out of thin air, instantly transforming into a tidal wave that swept in all directions.

One-Circle Witchcraft—Tidal Force. Simultaneously, his figure flashed, preparing to leap into the air.

The next instant, WHOOSH! As if their territory had been invaded, a swarm of moths flew out from the stone walls, carrying a cloud of poisonous dust. Visibly, the effectiveness of Carl’s Poison Warding Seal sharply decreased.

"Damn it!" Carl shouted, surging forward with all his might. "Almost there! The entrance is just ahead!"

A pitch-black cave entrance appeared in his field of vision, with countless venomous creatures lurking nearby. Two giant serpents, each tens of meters long, occupied most of the entrance, even driving other venomous creatures away. Hearing the rumbles from behind them, the two giant serpents slowly twisted their bodies to look. Instinct told them that the ’being’ approaching this time could threaten their dominance.

HISS... Flicking their forked tongues, the two giant serpents slowly raised their heads. The eerie beads on their foreheads began to shimmer with halos of light.

The next moment, as Carl charged forward, he sensed a bone-chilling cold. He suddenly looked up, his expression instantly changing.

"Petrification Serpents!" he exclaimed. They were peculiar First Order Creatures, naturally endowed with the ability to petrify anything; the beads on their foreheads were the source of their power.

The Petrification Skill activated from the beads was Second Order, an innate ability akin to instant death, a fatal strike. If hit, and if one failed to resist the effect, they would die on the spot. Even if they resisted, their body would still partially petrify.

Fortunately, Petrification Serpents could only use their Petrification Skill a limited number of times each day. Once used, they needed to accumulate energy again.

Damn it! Carl clenched his fists, his face grim. The Walker family... This is nothing like what we agreed upon!

ZZT! Two pale beams of light streaked through the dense poisonous miasma, and a strong presence abruptly vanished.

"Success!" Clements said, a smile on his face as he nodded towards Gold. "We can set off now!"

"Haha..." Gold laughed heartily. "A Second Order Petrification Skill! Even you and I couldn’t block it, let alone its fatal effect. Not even a Second Circle Wizard might survive it. Lucky for us, Clements, you found the perfect candidate to send to his death."

"Now!" Gold declared. "It’s our turn!"

SWOOSH! His figure flashed, charging into the valley. His strange witchcraft bolstered his speed far beyond that of a First-order Middle Stage Wizard.