The Wizard's Secret Journey

Chapter 68 Chase

It is already autumn, and Cuilin City is no longer as hot as it was in summer. The cold wind blows through every corner of the city.

13, Rue Bourgan, Sommelay's residence.

This wizard from the Blood Mark Society is practicing in the meditation room.

He was sitting cross-legged on a bed of human bones, completely naked, with bloody lines all over his body and a frown on his face.

At a certain moment, Somle suddenly opened his eyes, his face was ferocious, and he reached out to grab the slave who was standing trembling beside him.

puff!

He inserted his right hand, which was also covered with bloody lines, into the slave's chest, took out the hot heart, held it above his head, and let the boiling blood drip all over his body.

The bloody liquid flowed down Somle's body and was absorbed and gathered by the human bone bed below.

After a long while, Somley finally calmed down and cursed angrily:
"Damn it, why am I still just a little bit short! I am just a little bit short and I can successfully practice the Blood Mark Strengthening Technique to perfection!"

Blood Mark Strengthening Technique is the Blood Mark Society's signature witchcraft, a type of witchcraft that strengthens the body.

The effect is to grab the blood essence of powerful creatures such as monsters and magical beasts to strengthen itself.

It is somewhat similar to the bloodline transformation technique, but the difference is that the bloodline strengthening technique can discard the negative things in the bloodline and only retain the benefits, although it will be slightly weakened.

This is a very orthodox body-strengthening witchcraft. Its strength depends on the bloodline used, and can even reach the first level.

But Sommelay embarked on an evil path. The strengthening materials he used did not come from monsters or monsters, but from humans who had undergone blood transformation.

He discovered that using the same kind as strengthening materials could not only better eliminate the negative effects of the bloodline, but also would not weaken the positive effects of the bloodline.

As a result, Somle quickly mastered this witchcraft.

However, in the last stage of the blood vein strengthening technique, one needs to actively erase the "inhumanity" that the blood vein cannot filter out, and make the spirit pure again, in order to achieve perfection...

"Fear, hatred, pain..." Somlei murmured to himself, and resentment filled his heart again.

He stood up suddenly, his voice drifting out from between his teeth.

"There must be something that I haven't resolved yet, which is why I can't become 'pure' and the blood vein strengthening technique can't be completed!"

Somle strode to a corner of the meditation room. In the middle of the graffiti-covered wall, there were many things and many names written on it.

“The bed in the bedroom is not level!”

"..."

"Bilru Kron glared at me!"

"Maldo Teo actually dared to escape!"

"Lynn Kent killed Russo!"

"..."

These are the things that make Somle unhappy. Now most of them have been crossed out, with only a few left.

"Autumn Hunt..." Somlei stroked those names and whispered to himself.

During the autumn hunt, the three major societies would send out a large number of troops, and all the wild wizards in the rest of Cuilin City would be recruited.

The defense in Cuilin City will be the most empty throughout the year, and it will also be the best time for him to deal with those unpleasant things.

'Unfortunately, we still have to wait for a while.'

Somlai sighed. No "toy" came to him for renovation today.

After thinking for a while, he instructed the housekeeper outside:
"Prepare the car and go to the slave market!"

A few minutes later, a black carriage left the residence.

Somley closed his eyes and rested in the carriage. At a certain intersection, a voice suddenly came from his men in front of him:
"Master, I think I saw Mardo Theo."

Somle opened his eyes, excitement flashed in his eyes, he rolled down the car window and looked in the direction his men pointed.

Sure enough, I saw Maldo walking in a hurry on the side of the road.

Somley grinned and ordered in a deep voice: "Follow him."

"Yes."

The carriage continued to move forward, following closely behind Maldo.

As Somle had expected, it wasn't long before Maldo discovered them.

The latter's expression suddenly became panicked, and he ran away without any hesitation.

“Run…run…I like this!”

Somle grinned, pushed open the carriage door and followed Maldo.

Maldo was, after all, a third-class wizard apprentice, and an ordinary carriage could not catch up with him.

Somle stared at Maldo's fleeing back in front of him, feeling the cold wind passing by his ears. His heart beat violently and he couldn't help licking his lips.

He liked the feeling of hunting, liked watching the prey struggle desperately in front of him, and then... die in despair!
The two of them chased each other one after another.

Maldo maintained a panic expression on his face, but his heart was filled with joy.

Whoosh!
But the next moment, Maldo suddenly felt a chill coming from behind him.

Maldo dodged swiftly, and a short arrow shot past his previous position!
Somlei's sinister voice sounded from behind:

"Why are you slowing down? Can't you run anymore?
"When your wife and daughter died in my hands, you ran much faster than you do now..."

There was a flash of anger in Maldo's eyes, but he did not respond. He just gritted his teeth and continued to move forward!
He was familiar with Somle's character.

In this game of chasing, the more he resisted and the more he ran, the more interested Somle became. As long as Somle did not lose interest, he would not easily catch up and kill him.

Thinking of this, Maldo used all his strength. He blessed himself with all the body-movement magic he had mastered and almost turned into an afterimage.

But Somle still followed behind with ease, neither hurried nor slow, enjoying the game of chase.

Soon, the two people left the stone house area.

In the next few minutes, we passed through the wooden house area again.

During this period, Somlei caught up with Maldo from time to time and inflicted some minor wounds on him.

Finally, more than ten minutes later, the final ambush site appeared in front of Maldo.

But at this moment, Somley suddenly approached Maldo quickly, grabbed him tightly, and said with a sneer:
"I can feel your heart beating wildly, and your running rhythm is disrupted for a moment...

"Maldo..." Somley turned his head and stared at the shed in front of him, his tone cold, "You brought me here on purpose... Is there an ambush?"

Maldo's face changed suddenly. He had not yet brought Somlei into the range of the witch formation.

"what!"

Maldo shouted angrily and struggled with all his strength to break free from Somle's grip!

Pfft!

The skin on his right shoulder that was held by Somle was torn apart by the powerful force, leaving only a piece of bright red skin with blood in Somle's hand!

Maldo continued running toward the ambush site.

But Somle behind him stood still, his face full of mockery. Looking at his body, he was covered with 0-level intermediate witchcraft: Steel Armor without knowing when!

Rustling——

At this moment, there was a movement under Somle's feet.

Some green vines suddenly emerged from the ground and wrapped around Somle's feet.

"A boring trick!"

Somlei lowered his head and exerted force with his feet, and the vines broke one after another.

But suddenly, he heard a slight sound of wind above his head!

(End of this chapter)