Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 53 - Mark Fluctuations

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Chapter 53: Chapter 53 Mark Fluctuations

Outside the examination arena, Jolod and Aijoen were both paying attention to this battle.

Having been suppressed by Jolod for decades, Aijoen couldn’t help but laugh out loud when he saw Richard disembowel the giant,

“Jolod, your student is finished.”

Jolod was stroking his beard, his brows furrowed. Being an old acquaintance of Aijoen, he knew what was going to happen next.

On the Plane Battlefield, Aijoen’s favorite opponents were those natives who relied on physical combat. Whenever the natives tore open his Corpse Puppets, the continuously beating heart would surely be their first target of attack.

But that was a trap.

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Once the heart was destroyed, it would trigger the Spell left inside the heart by the Wizard. And the spell Aijoen most liked to leave was one known as the Rotting Blood Mist.

Those enveloped by that spell, even those of the Dragon Blood Species, would turn into pools of blood.

Richard thrust his sword out, the sharp blade severing the connections to the heart in an instant, without damaging the heart in the slightest.

As if he would destroy something that obviously seems to be a core, after encountering a Synthetic Beast Core.

To store it for extraction, that was the proper course.

Although this Corpse Giant had its quirks, knowledge was something that no Wizard would ever have in excess.

Richard plucked the heart out, intending to search for the Undead Apprentice. But a strong gust of wind suddenly struck from his front side. He bent down, and a fist as large as a pot whizzed over his head. Judging by the power of that punch, it didn’t seem like it had lost its core.

“Hmm? How can it still move?”

Richard frowned slightly and casually shoved the heart into his Magic Pocket.

This made Slay, who had been planning to manually detonate the spell, so angry he nearly spat blood.

“How did this guy know that the heart concealed a spell?”

Slay, leaning on his Magic Wand, was fuming. He had buried three Spells within that heart, waiting for Richard to smash the heart and trigger the spells for a big loss, and then to merge him into the Corpse Giant.

But now he had lost both his wife and soldiers; he hadn’t succeeded in his trap, and instead, the Corpse Giant had suffered significant damage.

Although the heart was not the vital part of the Corpse Giant, it was still one of its sources of Magic Energy, and now, without the heart, the Magic Energy consumption of the Corpse Giant had more than doubled instantly.

“No good, I can’t waste Magic Energy any longer.”

Slay waved his Magic Wand, controlling the Corpse Giant to retreat.

But before it could take two steps, a pitch-black sword blade followed the joints, severing the lower leg of the Corpse Giant.

“Turning a combat Puppet into a human shape, I really don’t understand what that Wizard Apprentice was thinking,” Richard thought mockingly to himself.

In his view, making combat Puppets humanoid was a novice mistake. As an apprentice to Jolod, who was renowned for Synthetic Beasts, he had a deep understanding of Synthetic Beasts.

Before Synthetic Beasts became energy-cycling war beasts, humanoid Synthetic Beasts had significant flaws, the most apparent being balance.

Humanoids had only two legs. Once one leg was gone, the Synthetic Beast would immediately fall into a state of imbalance.

The same principle applied to this Corpse Puppet.

Once a leg was removed, the Corpse Puppet immediately fell into a state of imbalance and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

“Damn it,” Slay muttered through clenched teeth.

It wasn’t that he had no way to balance the Corpse Puppet again, but with Richard at his side, his methods were not as fast as Richard’s dismembering.

“Never mind, cut off the Magic Energy first.”

With the Corpse Puppet now suffering from side effects, continuing to provide Magic Energy was a waste. He had some Magic Stones, but that didn’t mean they could be squandered heedlessly.

Seeing the Corpse Puppet no longer move, Richard immediately chopped off its head and limbs, and kicked them far away.

Slay’s jaw clenched so tightly it could shatter.

As Richard fiddled with it, he would have to expend a great deal of Magic Power to repair the Puppet.

“Damn brute, I’m going to show you just how formidable our Undead School is.”

Having said that, Slay pulled out a bottle of Concentration Potion from his Magic Pocket and downed it in one gulp, instantly transforming from raging anger to a cold, still fury.

A Wizard could use Spells by inscribing Magic Marks into their soul or by temporarily constructing Magic Models for casting. However, this method of casting wasn’t as safe as using Magic Marks, with temporary constructions running the risk of failure. A failure could result in anything from a soul-quaking dizziness to a Magic Power explosion leading to immediate death.

Therefore, a bottle of Concentration Potion that helped one calm down was particularly important at this time.

“Hand of Death.”

With an expressionless face, Slay released the Spell, and a pale purple, ghostly hand instantly rose from beneath Richard’s feet.

Once gripped by the Hand of Death, Richard felt a sudden chill in his body, and a slight sense of weakness enveloped him, even his blood seemed to slow under the influence of the Spell.

“Next, Death Chains.”

With a wave of his Magic Wand, black chains shot up from underneath Richard’s feet, quickly making him feel as though he were trapped in a marsh, where every move required enormous effort.

Watching Richard struggle, a cold smile crept over Slay’s face.

“It’s over, brute.”

With that, he took out a Magic Stone and began to channel the Magic Power within it.

The next move was certain death for Richard… Boom!

Suddenly, a Magic Barrier appeared around Slay, but almost immediately half of his body was torn apart, revealing the corpse-like body under his black robe.

“What’s happening!?”

Slay looked around blankly at the sky, where a black Death Crow circled overhead, seemingly ushering him towards the Netherworld.

At the same time, Richard suddenly rallied the Magic Power within his body towards his heart, and the Bloodline Seed there went into a frenzy with the influx of energy.

Boom!

Accompanied by a powerful heartbeat, the negative effects on Richard instantly dissipated.

With frenzied strength and surging Life Energy, he shrugged off the negative effects of Slay’s Spell and was upon him in a flash.

The situation reversed instantly!

Boom!

Without a word, Richard’s fist exploded Slay’s skull, splattering red and white all over the place.

Before becoming Wizards, the head was the Achilles’ heel of all School Apprentices.

In the sky, Wuni let out a cheerful chirp.

And with Slay’s death, the Apprentice Marks he had collected transferred to Richard.

Slay had collected nineteen marks before; now, with Richard’s original four, Richard’s count of marks increased to twenty-three in an instant, and his points soared to ninth place on the leaderboard. A tremendously strong Energy signal emanated from the mark on his hand, much like a lighthouse on the night sea.

It seemed to be a warning to others that there was a formidable Apprentice here who had killed at least twenty others.

“Marks have this effect?” Richard scratched his chin.

No wonder the Academy had not set a limit on the number of times marks could be exchanged for Magic Stones. Obviously, they had other plans.

Such an obvious Energy signal couldn’t even be concealed by Richard, who possessed an Invisibility Cloak, let alone other Apprentices. With this signal, weaker Apprentices would surely avoid them, acting as an indirect deterrent against the slaughter of the weak.

For individuals like Richard and Slay, the vast majority of Apprentices stood little chance against them. Without restrictions, in a month’s time, these powerful Apprentices could almost completely annihilate the rest.

Although the Academy’s exam was akin to breeding guinea pigs, this was not the way to do it.

At the same time, the hall where the exam was being observed fell into an odd silence.

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