Wizard: Adventures in Two Worlds-Chapter 472 - 031 Someone is coming

Under the cover of the still-dark night, some of those defending the Wizard Tower quietly left the Pelo family’s old estate.

By dawn, everything was settled.

Even if that group hadn’t left, they couldn’t have withstood the siege of three First Rank Late Stage powerhouses, let alone now.

Carl floated off the ground, drifting slowly towards the Wizard Tower.

"The Wizard Tower seems embedded within the Dream Market, a fusion of reality and illusion. No wonder it’s immune to the rules here."

"The Pelo family does have some tricks up their sleeve."

"What a pity!"

He raised his hands, the phantom of Buddha appearing behind him as palm seals, formed from converging Battle Aura, took shape.

Then, abruptly, more than a hundred palm seals solidified at once.

Thousand Buddha Hands—Thunder Seal!

Dazzling, thick, and twisting lightning burst forth from his hands, blasting towards the Wizard Tower.

This attack, though a Knight’s technique, possessed the true power of a One-Circle Late Stage Wizard.

"So strong!"

Louis, who had been relaxed, now wore a grave expression, "A Legendary Knight... can actually achieve such a feat?"

Their family had also fostered several Legendary Knights; after all, not everyone possessed Wizard Talent. They had also hired some additional Knights.

But whether they were Great Knights or Legendary Knights, in the eyes of Official Wizards, they were mere errand runners.

Unless it was a close-range sneak attack, it was difficult for them to pose a threat to an Official Wizard.

But Carl’s technique...

It far exceeded his expectations, almost indistinguishable from a One-Circle Late Stage Wizard proficient in thunder-element witchcraft.

"Indeed!"

Nina was equally astonished. She knew Carl was formidable but hadn’t expected him to be this powerful, "It must be due to the special Legendary Martial Arts he practices; after all, the Knight Path was once prosperous."

Louis shook his head.

The Knight Path flourished countless millennia ago; now, its lineage is almost severed.

Perfecting a cultivation path isn’t achieved by one person fumbling alone; it demands the continuous exploration and successive efforts of countless like-minded individuals to make it complete.

Just like with Wizards.

BOOM!

The lightning flared brilliantly.

A massive vacuum water orb enveloped the Wizard Tower. When the Thunderclap struck it, the energy immediately dispersed in all directions.

The water orb turned into a thunder orb.

Carl arched an eyebrow, forming hand seals and striking the empty air.

Vajra Seal!

BANG!

The water orb exploded mid-air.

Just as he was about to continue his assault, a figure flew out from the Wizard Tower, shouting loudly.

"Stop!"

"We surrender!"

"Surrender?" Nina scoffed coldly and darted out with a flash, "Everyone from the Pelo family deserves to die!"

She thrust out a hand, and dozens of Magic Halos flickered in the air, sending the figure flying.

"No!"

Evgeny spat blood and cried out, "I know where the family’s secret witchcraft is hidden! My brother is a master at refining potions, and I understand how to build Wizard Towers—this Wizard Tower was modified by me..."

She screamed desperately, her voice filled with fear and pleading—her last struggle for survival.

However, against the ruthless Nina, it was all in vain.

PFFT!

Before she could finish speaking, she failed to dodge in time. Her left arm was struck by a streak of innumerable Spirit Lights and flew off her body.

If she had reacted a moment slower, her head would likely have been ’relocated’.

"Wait a moment!"

Carl’s eyes shifted slightly. He formed seals with his hands, multiple palm seals instantly deflecting the witchcraft splashing around the scene.

"Leave her. She’s of use to me."

"You..." Nina’s face flushed with anger, her grip on her Magic Wand tightening involuntarily.

"Haha..." Louis approached with a hearty laugh, "This girl seems to be Evgeny from the Pelo family. She’s extremely gifted in researching various arts."

"It’s good to keep her."

He was pleased to see tension between Carl and Nina. After all, if the two of them united, the balance of power in the Dream Market would shift in a direction he didn’t want to see.

"..." Nina clenched her silver teeth, her facial muscles twitching. After a moment, she spoke in a muffled voice, "Fine."

"But everyone else must be killed. This woman must also sign a contract and not be allowed to continue her Bloodline."

"Sigh," Louis waved his hand, "Nina, child, don’t let hatred cloud your judgment. The remaining dozen or so people won’t make a difference."

"Moreover..."

"Mr. Conni wants to settle in the Dream Market. How can he do so without servants? I think these dozen people aren’t enough. Why don’t I pick some juniors from my family to help you manage his daily life?"

"No need," Carl waved his hand, "The Wizard Tower and these people are mine. Everything else is yours. Evgeny, isn’t it? Call the rest out to sign the contracts."

WHOOSH...

A dozen contracts lined up, floating before him. He naturally wouldn’t be courteous to the vanquished.

After sending away the somewhat resentful Nina and the grinning Louis, Carl stood at the base of the Wizard Tower.

"Evgeny?"

"Present."

After signing the contract, Evgeny theoretically belonged entirely to Carl from then on. Hearing his call, she hurriedly stepped forward, "What are your orders, Master?"

Her voice carried a hint of suppressed indignation, and she subconsciously clenched her hands.

As a high and mighty Wizard, she had never suffered such humiliation, but everything was for the sake of survival.

If I can please him... perhaps one day I might regain my freedom.

As for vengeance for the Pelo family? Evgeny was not one to dwell on hatred, and her branch of the family had never been highly regarded anyway.

"Bring me the blueprints of the Wizard Tower. I need to master it as soon as possible. By tomorrow... I should be able to use it."

Evgeny, hearing this, looked up, her stunned expression turning to one of surprise.

「The high tower.」

Oma stood in the teleportation circle of the star ring, taking a final look at the crowd with a helpless sigh.

He really didn’t come.

BUZZ...

Light flowed and swirled.

Over a dozen people vanished from the Magic Forest, and another dozen figures appeared in the area, having crossed the vast void.

"Hmm..."

One person squinted, taking a deep breath, "Active Elemental Particles... So, this place isn’t as barren as legends claim?"

The speaker wore a black Wizard Robe as smooth and silky as satin, complemented by his snow-white long hair. His face was astonishingly handsome, featuring a pair of azure eyes, and his whole being exuded an air of nobility and mystery.

He appeared quite young, still possessing youthful vigor, but the spiritual power he emanated unreservedly revealed his Cultivation.

Second Circle! A Second Circle Wizard with a base lifespan of five hundred years!

"Badden."

A man stepped forward and spoke softly, "Don’t forget, this is the territory of a Six Rings Tower. Naturally, they have the means to increase elemental concentration."

"This Wizard Tower... it seems to be a pseudo-Third-tier?"

A Third-tier Wizard Tower allows a Three-Circle Wizard to unleash power comparable to the Fourth Circle. A pseudo-Third-tier, though weaker, can still empower a Second Circle Wizard with the strength to overwhelm an ordinary Three-Circle Wizard.

"Yes."

Badden ceased his scrutiny, "Whatever Uncle Barn says is right."

The man called Barn frowned at the remark, shaking his head with a hint of helplessness before turning his gaze to someone in the area.

"Vulcan, my old friend, we meet again!"

"Barn."

Vulcan looked at him and nodded slightly, "Since you went to that mystical realm, we haven’t seen each other for over seventy years. It seems your Cultivation has progressed considerably."

"Adequately, I suppose." Barn was tall and thin. His pale blue Wizard Robe looked exceedingly ordinary, yet he commanded a sense of power that naturally made others hesitate to speak when he did.

He spoke slowly, "I thought I could leave you far behind, but it seems... I was overly optimistic."

"Heh..." Vulcan chuckled, "Everyone has their own fortuitous encounters."

"Alright then!" Barn nodded, "You should know why I’ve come. That plane related to the Goddess of the Night—is it accessible now?"

"Yes." Vulcan’s smile faded, "The Goddess of the Night is a Middle-Level God. Even Her Divine Son possesses strength comparable to a Three-Circle Wizard."

"Are you certain you want to go?"

"Heh..." Barn shook his head lightly, "That Goddess of the Night fell long ago. Without Her Divine Power, Her Divine Son is merely clinging to life."

"By the way!"

"Who killed Gold?"

"A Wizard named Conni," Vulcan replied, "He is currently in the nearby Dream Market."

"Good." Barn nodded in understanding, casually saying, "Let’s take a trip and resolve this little matter first."