Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 314 - 32: Revenge

“This rock has a trace of a Magic Seal on it; that Wizard has indeed made an oversight!”

Hearing this, the faces of the crowd immediately brightened.

A Wizard removed a box from his Magic Pocket, carefully placing the stone inside.

Then they approached Crispin, saying respectfully, “Deputy Dean, we have found the medium.”

Crispin nodded slightly, his face regaining some color.

“Thank you all for your hard work. Whether we can cleanse the Academy’s disgrace hinges on your skills.”

After speaking, Crispin gave the charred cabin one deep, lingering look.

However well cleaned, there was always something that got overlooked.

That trace of a Magic Seal was sufficient for a Curse Wizard to cast the Great Curse Technique.

Suddenly, Crispin felt a Magic Fluctuation emanating from his pocket.

He took out a Crystal Ball, which had been fitted with an antenna-like alchemy device, to discover a new message on it.

“The Wizard’s identity has been revealed; it’s Richard, the President of Jolod Commerce. Personally, I suggest not dealing a lethal blow. He released Lai Kete, and we should make a gesture in kind.”

Reading Zick’s message, Crispin’s brow furrowed involuntarily.

“Reciprocate?”

He looked at the message and pondered for a long time.

Without a doubt, Zick was right. Richard had shown his goodwill, and they should respond in kind.

Richard did not wish to escalate the war, and they similarly had no desire to do so.

But he was still displeased with Zick’s suggestion.

After bombing Meteor Star Academy and capturing their Three Rings Wizard, it turned out that he was going to be the one owing a favor in the end.

After some thought, Crispin, still displeased, turned to the Wizards who had arrived at the scene and said, “Gentlemen, I have received a message that the Wizard who captured Lai Kete has a complicated identity. When you cast the curse, do not be lethal, just enough to disperse his combat abilities.”

Reason ultimately prevailed over personal emotions; he was the Deputy Dean, and he couldn’t just act on his own caprices.

The Wizards were momentarily taken aback—what kind of big shot could make the Deputy Dean hold back?

But they quickly complied; they were subordinates, simply following their orders.

…

New Hideout

Stepping out of his newly built temporary lab, Richard looked at the lake shining like a gemstone not far away, and couldn’t help but marvel to himself,

“It’s fucking beautiful.”

Richard had moved hundreds of kilometers away from the cabin.

Richard was acutely aware that his Soul Contract certainly wouldn’t prevent the Wizards of Meteor Star Academy from guessing his identity.

After all, Wizard Lai Kete would surely convey that Black Tower Wizard Academy had not broken the unspoken rule between them.

Just stating this, guessing Richard’s identity was not a difficult matter.

Among the Second Ring Wizards of Black Tower Wizard Academy who had participated in the battle, Richard was probably the only one capable of capturing Lai Kete.

Although Richard believed that as long as he didn’t provoke them, Meteor Star Academy probably wouldn’t deal him a lethal blow, but after all, a guess was just a guess.

Richard was not willing to stake his life on an uncertain hunch.

This lake was situated on an Earth Veins node, with the veins spewing out a massive flow of magic power, causing the concentration of magic energy in the lake and surrounding environment to soar dramatically.

As an Alchemy Wizard, Richard had set up some highly energy-consuming Magic Arrays in this environment.

These arrays could perfectly conceal his laboratory and much of the lakeshore.

Moreover, in such high concentrations of magic power, the freshwater from the lake could almost be used directly as a medium concentration magic solution.

And because of the concentrated magic, the lake housed a multitude of high-level Magic Beasts.

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These beasts not only supplied Richard with a continuous stream of research material but also provided him with a steady supply of meat.

For creatures undergoing Physique Evolution, consuming large amounts of fresh, high-quality flesh was greatly beneficial to the enhancement of their physique.

Researching a newly-acquired Magic Beast specimen, then eating some delicious grilled fish.

Richard’s current lifestyle was even more comfortable than the one he had at the Tower of Truth.

At the Tower of Truth, the only high-quality flesh Richard consumed was dried Flame Giant Beast Meat from New World Island.

Although the Flame Giant Beast was a half-element, half-flesh creature, and did possess half flesh,

when it came down to eating, both its effects and taste were far inferior to that of purely fleshly higher life forms.

Even the Fire Lizard, accustomed to feasting on Flame Giant Beast, lamented that these Magic Beasts tasted much better than the Flame Giant Beast.

Splash!

Ripples disrupted the calm lake surface.

Kava emerged with a fish almost as long as himself clenched in his arms.

Following that, other members of the Witch Hunting Team also emerged from the lake, each clutching demon fish nearly as big as themselves.

Kava, with a struggling demon fish in his arms, leaped from the water to the shore and grabbed the chain saw sword lying there. He promptly beheaded the demon fish.

“Haha, Great Wizard, you’re in for a treat!” Kava said excitedly.

The remaining fire lizards followed suit, leaping to the shore and dispatching their demon fish one after another.

The fire lizards casually snapped off several thick-as-bucket trees from the forest and used the dining knives Richard had made for them to shave them into stakes, almost big enough to be called piles.

Makar moved the roasting pit they used for wild boars to the shore, then promptly took out some magic essence he had picked up from the bottom of the lake and placed it on top.

In the next moment, golden flames blazed fiercely.

The fire lizards skewered the demon fish onto the stakes and set them beside the pit to roast, occasionally flipping them to ensure even heating.

Before long, a tempting aroma wafted along the shore.

“Haha, Great Wizard, I’ll share half with you.”

Kava handed Richard a stake with half a roast fish on it, then took a stake with a roast fish over three meters long and started gnawing at it.

Richard, not minding at all, took the roast fish and sat by the shore with the fire lizards, taking big bites and eating heartily.

The fish was tender, with a faint sweetness, and as Richard swallowed a mouthful, he immediately felt warmth spread through his body.

High-quality flesh was transforming into nourishment, sustaining his body.

This sustenance effectively relieved fatigue and various minor injuries.

After eating for a while, Richard planted the skewered fish into the ground and patted his belly, belching contentedly.

“Phew, satisfying. There’s nothing quite like the pleasure of eating meat!”

High-quality flesh was much harder to digest than regular food, so it was difficult for Richard to keep eating non-stop. He had to pause from time to time to digest.

“Haha, Great Wizard, your appetite is quite small. My appetite was far bigger than yours when I was at the Second Level,” Kava said, laughing heartily as he gnawed on the fish.

Richard waved his hand, “I’m a wizard; how could I compete with you fire lizards in terms of food intake?”

“Great Wizard, you’re not purely a wizard though,” Mishan, munching on the roast fish, spoke somewhat indistinctly, “Those dragon eyes of yours, they’re no worse than ours.

And that scent on you, Great Wizard, is somewhat similar to ours.

Great Wizard, we fire lizards are born like this, but how did you achieve it?

The dragon blood is quite frenzied, isn’t it?”

Mishan, who used to be a doctor, had a deep understanding of the fire lizard’s anatomy. Richard’s self-modifications could not escape her eyes and nose.

Richard scratched his head, “Well, that’s something I can’t tell you.”

With that, Richard stood up from the ground, ready to stretch and digest his meal.

But before he had taken a few steps, his body suddenly stiffened on the spot.

He felt a sudden surge of fear, as if something terrible was about to happen.

…

The hall on the twenty-fifth floor of the Core Wizard Tower of Meteor Star Academy had always been a secret.

This hall was not open to the public, and even Three Rings Wizards were not allowed to enter without permission.

Many wizards suspected that enemies of the Great Wizard were sealed within this hall.

The Great Wizard intended to imprison them forever.

But those who truly knew the secrets of this hall merely laughed off such speculation.

Creak!

The doors to the twenty-fifth-floor hall were pushed open.

Thirty-one masked wizards slowly entered the hall.

These wizards included One Ring, Second Ring, and Three Rings Wizards.

However, on the chests of their robes, they all bore a seal—the Blood Cross.

On the floor of the hall, there was an enormous Pentagram Array. Of the thirty-one wizards who had entered, twenty-five One Ring Wizards split into five groups, each standing at the points of the pentagram.

In the center of the Pentagram, five Second Ring Wizards formed a smaller pentagram.

And at the center of this smaller pentagram, the only Three Rings Wizard among the thirty-one stood in place.

The Three Rings Wizard took out an ancient altar from his Magic Pocket and reverently set it before him.

Subsequently, all thirty-one Curse Wizards took out their Curse Magic Equipment.

This equipment consisted of desiccated corpse arms, bloodstained cleavers, crudely fashioned straw figures, and some were simply twisted tentacles.

The Three Rings Wizard was the first to speak, chanting in an ancient language. Under his lead, the other wizards also began to chant the same hymns.

They waved their Curse Magic Equipment, twisting their bodies incessantly as if performing a shamanic dance.

As they chanted, the entire hall began to fill with a thin mist, seemingly out of nowhere.

Innumerable fragmented voices emerged from the mist, sounding like the delirious murmuring of madmen or like wailing ghosts in hell.

These voices carried a terrifying mental corrosion; ordinary people who heard them wouldn’t last a minute before falling into madness.

The wizards remained composed, their voices unaltered.

As the thin mist thickened into a dense fog and the fragmented voices nearly turned into roars, the central Three Rings Wizard took a piece of broken stone and a segmented Curse Worm from his pocket.

He placed both on the altar.

The next instant, all the dense fog in the hall surged towards the Curse Worm.

Infused by the dense fog, the Curse Worm grew steadily, quickly reaching the size of a human head.

It slowly crawled to the side of the broken stone and then swallowed the stone into its abdomen.

After that, it coiled into a ball and remained utterly still.

The Three Rings Wizard picked up the insect, put away the altar, and yawned lazily, saying,

“Work’s done, the curse is complete.”