Wizard: Adventures in Two Worlds-Chapter 545 - 52: The Witch Demon in the Manor Basement
"A trace of a single drop of blood contains as much as 377 points of source material. Even if it’s not from the Moon Goddess, it must be from another Divine."
Carl’s eyes gleamed as he examined the spearhead in his hand:
"Though not complete, its shape is exactly like what I saw on the mural on Tortuga Island. It must be it."
"God Slaying Spear!"
The God Slaying Spear is a product of mortals.
It was a weapon created by the Human Clan from the Otherworld in a desperate rebellion against the oppression of the Divine.
Alas.
The rebellion of the Human Clan was ruthlessly crushed by the Gods, and even that period of history was drowned in the river of time, with only the remains found on Tortuga Island bearing any record.
Yet this weapon became a symbol of the internal wars among the Divine, indirectly fulfilling its mission.
Rather than a weapon, the God Slaying Spear is more like a deadly poison, a bizarre toxin born through faith.
To ordinary people, it’s just a common weapon, even rusty at that.
But for the Divine who devour the faith of believers to survive, it’s an incurable poison.
Even an entity like the Moon Goddess, who has reached the Main God Realm, was pinned in the void by it.
Carl shook his head, putting the spearhead fragment aside, and glanced at his data panel.
Name: Carl
Constitution: 45.3
Spiritual Power: 42.2
Source Material: 445
With such a quantity of source material, even at a ten-to-one ratio, it could enhance a value by dozens.
If only I had access to it earlier...
"Hey!"
"Pointless to overthink."
With a brief thought, the number in the spiritual power column jumped slightly, instantly reaching the fifty threshold.
Fifty points of spiritual power signify a Third Ring Wizard.
When it comes to advancing, Third Ring Wizards have it the easiest; after all, Carl had already constructed Third Ring Witchcraft while at the Second Tier.
"Boom!"
Like igniting a barrel of oil, frenzied spiritual power roared out from his brow, sweeping toward his limbs.
In an instant.
The world seemed to plunge into chaos, everything merging into one; like an egg, like a seed, with an inner light brewing until the chaos shattered and light burst forth, bringing forth earth, fire, wind, and water, and the emergence of all things.
Third Ring!
This breakthrough was unprecedentedly smooth, crossing the boundary with hardly any resistance.
Carl’s body floated, flames surrounding him, his eyes radiating thunder, like a Divine descending.
"Is this a Third Ring Wizard?"
He raised his hand and looked at his palm, a natural feeling of control over everything emerging in his mind.
With a wave of his hand.
A Fire Dragon roared into existence.
With a thought.
A fireball with a diameter of several meters appeared above his head, and quickly compressed to the size of a ping-pong ball.
Although the size changed, its power did not diminish at all, and even increased due to compression.
"The Power of Fire Laws!"
Carl contemplated:
"The inheritance of the Secret Cultivation Association is indeed extraordinary. Just after advancing to a Third Ring Wizard, I can already master the power of laws; with other inheritances, it would take until the Third Ring Middle Stage to achieve this."
"Now I don’t need to construct Magic Circuits. In the Natural School, First Ring Fire Element Witchcraft can be cast with a thought, and Second Ring Witchcraft is not much trouble either."
Step by step, his understanding of Wizards deepened.
"Wizard Apprentices construct Magic Circuits, master Casting Techniques, and increase spiritual power; Official Wizards transform their spirits, perceive the Star Realm, and explore the principles of witchcraft; Second Ring Wizards get closer to the Star Realm..."
"While Third Ring Wizards complete the transformation, reshaping the flesh with spiritual power, allowing them to walk in the Star Realm to some extent, becoming ’Star Realm Creatures’."
No wonder Wizards look down upon Knights.
No matter how powerful a Knight is, they can’t use Star Realm Energy to travel between worlds and grasp the truths of the universe.
"Even the Divine aren’t as convenient as Wizards in this regard."
Although the Divine can travel to other worlds, their power significantly diminishes when they leave their Divine Realm and their believers, so Gods often have their followers pave the way when they want to expand their faith in other worlds.
Carl sighed again, coming back to reality.
"What a pity!"
"In the Main World, the Eastern Kingdom Continent is filled with Gods, making it impossible for Wizards to leverage Star Realm Energy. In the Otherworld, there’s also the Moon Goddess’s barrier, limiting strength as well. Eventually, I’ll have to go to the Wizard Continent..."
"I didn’t expect the increase in spiritual power would also bring some changes to the body."
Though the Constitution value did not increase, the body became more agile, capable of completing complex actions with ease.
Furthermore.
The affinity for fire increased.
If there were Fire Attribute Martial Arts, Carl could master them quickly, and his power would be stronger than others.
With a flip of his hand, a Divine Skill called ’Fire God Spear’ appeared in his palm.
"A Divine Skill cultivated with the Fire God Bloodline..."
"Even if I can’t cultivate it, I could try to integrate it into Myriad Buddha Hands, increasing the power of my palm techniques."
"Now!"
"Time to address some historical issues."
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Mansion.
Carl, dressed in a white robe, slowly descended the stairs and arrived at the entrance of the runestone-engraved basement.
After a brief contemplation, he reached out to gently touch the door.
"Whoosh..."
With his action, the runes on the door disappeared like melting spring snow, revealing a dark red door.
He gave the door a gentle knock, smiled, and pushed it open.
No one had entered the basement in who knows how many years; it was full of cobwebs and pervaded by a damp, heavy atmosphere.
"Tap... tap..."
Footsteps echoed methodically.
Carl flicked his fingers, and several gentle glows appeared around him, illuminating the room completely.
The dimly lit basement held few items, just a row of cabinets against the wall and a desk.
A painting hung on the wall behind the desk.
Carl was quite familiar with the figure in the painting; it was Adison, the master of the Black Swamp and a Grey Robed Wizard.
"Meeting again."
Looking at the portrait, Carl sighed:
"They say a wily hare has three burrows; indeed, you faked your death in the Black Swamp, possessed another in the Magic Forest, and still left a Residual Soul here."
"Hoo..."
Before he finished speaking, a gust of cold wind swept through the room, and the face in the painting suddenly blinked as if coming to life.
Hmm?
Carl frowned, then the next moment found himself standing before an anciently styled mansion gate.
"Illusion Realm?"
"So real!"
"I remember you." An old voice came from inside the mansion:
"A wizard apprentice from decades ago; unexpected that you’d become a Third Ring Wizard in such a short time?"
"Indeed." Carl shook his sleeves, a Magic Wand appeared in his palm, and he looked toward the silhouette within the mansion:
"No wonder I always felt something was off, kept hesitating to descend; you’re actually a Third Tier Residual Soul!"
If he had descended earlier, under the opponent’s prepared Illusion Realm, he might not even have been able to escape.
Of course.
That was in the past.
Now that he was a Third Ring Wizard and the opponent was just a Residual Soul of a Third Tier Witch Demon.
No doubt!
Adison, the Grey Robed Wizard, appeared to be a Second Ring Wizard but was, in fact, a Third Tier Witch Demon.
"I come from the Calim Continent, a Wandering Wizard."
Adison looked at Carl, speaking slowly:
"Because of a special encounter, I was transported to this Wizard Forbidden Zone and trapped here; to break free I had to come up with alternative plans, and the Adison you encountered was part of my consciousness separated to cultivate."
"Carl!"
"You likely have your serendipity to become a Third Ring Wizard. Yet I’ve lived for nearly eight hundred years and must possess knowledge and experiences you lack. Why not join forces? If you help me out of this predicament, I’m willing to share all I know with you."
"No need." Carl raised the Magic Wand in his hand:
"I have means to view your memories."
"..." Adison’s expression darkened:
"It seems you think you’ve got me."
Hmm?
Carl squinted, his heart suddenly sank.
Damn it!
I may have been careless this time.
The aura surging from the opponent exceeded his expectations, far beyond the Third Ring Early Stage.
In its prime, Adison’s power might have been of a Third Ring Late Stage or even a Fourth Ring Great Wizard.
Luckily...
There was only a Residual Soul left of his opponent.
Even if there were some tricks, Carl was unafraid, at worst paying a price — although the cost proved to be much higher than he imagined.
