The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 711 The future of the Curse School depends on you
Richard looked behind him and saw a group of black flies slowly transforming into a black-robed wizard behind him.

The black-robed wizard's face was covered by a hood. Without the use of his delusion-piercing eyes, Richard couldn't see his features clearly.

"Who are you?" Richard asked first.

"As a wizard who is not from the curse school, it is time for you to introduce yourself."

The eyes under the hood of the Curse Master Wizard intentionally or unintentionally swept across the palm of Richard's right hand. As a great wizard of the Curse School, his "intuition" was quite sensitive.

Because of his research on fate, he can often even see a little bit of the future.

At this moment, his intuition told him that in the right hand of this great wizard, there was something that could pose a fatal threat to him.

"That's right." Richard smiled apologetically, "I'm Richard, and I came here on the orders of the Curse Crown to register in the Curse School.

Here is my voucher.”

As he spoke, Richard opened his right hand, revealing the mark left by Corona Curse. He believed that the great wizard of the Curse School in front of him should be able to see the handwriting of Corona Curse.

The Great Wizard of Plague looked at Richard's palm. The moment he saw the mark clearly, his expression under his hood suddenly became horrified and he immediately shifted his gaze to the side.

"How is it possible? Why would the teacher leave this mark on you?"

The Great Wizard of Plague muttered to himself in a daze, as if he had seen something he could not understand.

Seeing him like this, Richard couldn't help but feel a little curious.

"Master, is there any problem with this mark Corona gave me?"

"No problem! No problem." The Great Wizard of Curse and Plague was startled, but then he seemed to have thought of something and relaxed again.

He looked at Richard and asked, "Didn't the teacher tell you what this mark is?"

Richard shook his head: "No."

"Then don't ask me what this mark means anymore," the Great Wizard of Curse and Plague replied immediately, "The teacher didn't tell you, it must have its purpose.

The teacher is the one who has studied fate the most among all wizards, and all his arrangements are meaningful."

Richard did not deny this. He knew a little about the Curse School. The subject of fate began with the Curse of the Corona.

In the ancient past, fate has always been a taboo study within the School of Curses.

"I wonder what the master is called?"

"My name is Curse, Master Richard, you want to register in the Curse School, right?"

"Yes."

"plz follow me."

Under the guidance of the Great Wizard of Cursed Plague, Richard smoothly arrived at the headquarters of the Curse School - Cursed Tallinn, located in the center of the restricted area.

In this headquarters, there are more than a hundred wizard towers of various sizes. Each wizard tower represents a great wizard of the curse school.

In the center of Tallinn stands the tallest wizard tower.

There is no doubt that it must be the wizard tower of the Cursed Corona.

The Tallinn was very quiet, with almost no life. According to the Great Wizard of the Curse of Plague, most of the Great Wizards were at the front line, and he was here because of his shift.

Arriving in front of the central tower, the Great Wizard of Plague rang the doorbell.

The next moment, the door of the wizard tower opened, and a young wizard who looked like a wizard apprentice stood behind the door.

The Great Wizard of Curse Epidemic said respectfully to the wizard: "Brother Curse Mark."

The Great Wizard Cursed Scar ignored him and stared at Richard.

"You finally came."

Richard was stunned, and then an embarrassed smile appeared on his face.

"I'm really sorry, I was so busy studying the battle in the past few years that I forgot about the name."

The Great Wizard Cursed Scar didn't say much, he just turned aside and made way.

"Come in, I'll register you. Also, the teacher has something for you."

Entering the wizard tower, the first floor of the wizard tower is a hall, and at the edge of the hall there is an entrance to the basement.

Although the hall has good lighting, it is pitch black when you look inside from the entrance and you can't see anything.

The great wizard Cursed Scar walked to the entrance and took out a three-pronged candlestick from his pocket. Judging from the mottled marks on the candlestick and the three half-melted candles on it, the candlestick must be very old.

"Follow me closely. Without the real candlelight, you will fall into the dimensional gap. Although you are a great wizard and can come back on your own, it will take a long time to go back and forth."

After saying that, the Great Wizard Curse Scar entered the passage. Richard followed him and entered the range of the candlelight.

Under the candlelight, Richard felt that everything around him became very "clear", and the darkness around him dissipated, revealing the brick and stone passage of the city.

The underground passage is very long. If this passage is a real passage in the wizarding world, then they are probably heading towards the lava layer at this moment.

Along the way, Richard noticed that the Great Wizard with the Curse Mark always looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, as if observing his performance.

Finally, after walking for nearly half an hour, Richard finally saw a wooden door.

The Great Wizard Curse Scar stepped forward to open the wooden door, and then looked at Richard deeply. Facing this look, Richard finally couldn't help but ask: "Master, what have you been observing all this time? Is there anything special about me?"

"...Do you know what this road is called?" The Great Wizard Curse Scar replied after a moment of silence.

"do not know."

"This road is called the Road of Truth inside the Curse School, but outside the Curse School, this road has another name - the Road to Hell."

As he spoke, the Great Wizard Cursed Scar looked at Richard with a look of surprise in his eyes.

“Anyone who embarks on this path will be more or less affected by the mysterious forces entangled on this path, and will then have various reactions.

But from what I have observed along the way, Master, you have not been affected at all."

"Indeed," Richard nodded slightly, then asked, "What does this mean?"

The Great Wizard Cursed Scar sighed and said, "Master, you are either of such a high status that these mysteries cannot affect you at all. Or, Master, you have no spirituality at all. You are truly not spiritual at all. The mysterious power is on a completely different level from you, so you are not affected.

Judging from your strength, Master, you are most likely the latter."

Richard smiled awkwardly. The words "not spiritual at all" didn't sound like a good evaluation at all.

"Master, please come in quickly. It's very troublesome to make real candles."

Richard hurried into the room upon hearing that. The great wizard Curse Mark closed the door and blew out the candle on the candlestick.

The furnishings in the room were ordinary, typical wizard arrangements - bookshelves, tables, chairs and specimens. The only thing worth mentioning was the lighting in the room, which was very dim. The magic lamp hanging from the ceiling looked like an incandescent lamp that had been used for a long time, and the light had turned from bright to dim and turbid.

The Great Wizard of Curse Scar pulled a book from the bookshelf, turned it to a blank page and handed it to Richard.

"Master, just leave your name here in blood. It must be your real name, and the language must be wizard language."

Richard did as he was told and wrote the word Richard on the blank page. When he finished writing his name, black spots suddenly appeared on the white paper he was writing on, as if it was about to burn!
boom!
The white paper with Richard's name on it suddenly burned into a fireball, leaving the two great wizards stunned.

"This……"

Richard looked at the scene dumbfounded. He assured that he did not do anything but left a name with his own blood.

He looked at the Cursed Master, wanting to confirm whether this was normal. But when he turned his gaze to the Cursed Master's face, he found that the Cursed Master's Corona student was also shocked.

"The school book can't even bear his name? Who is his fate connected to?"

The School Book is one of the greatest treasures of the Curse School. Anyone who leaves his name in this School Book can use the power of the School Book to delay and hinder the curse directed at him.

But as a student of the Corona of the Damned, the great wizard Cursed Scar knew that the school's book actually had another use, which was to anchor destiny.

As the creator of this book, Corona of the Damned used this book of the school to distribute the ups and downs of his own destiny to the many wizards who left their names, thereby stabilizing their destiny.

There are countless names in the school's book, and no matter how great the interference with a single destiny is, it will not cause the slightest ripple when it is dispersed among tens of millions of people.

In other words, this book is the safety line for the Cursed Corona Experiment, to ensure that it does not go wrong.

But the book's capabilities are limited.

For creatures with extremely powerful fates, the school book would show various different manifestations, such as scorch marks, or most of the pages being burned, or even half of the name being burned.

But the Great Wizard of Curse Mark had never seen such a situation where someone could not even leave a trace, and the entire page would turn to ashes.

"This... I didn't do anything." Richard explained stiffly.

"I know." The Great Wizard Cursed Scar nodded stiffly, "Since I can't leave my name behind, I'll leave a drop of blood behind."

In mysticism, names have extremely special meanings. Curses cast through other media may be deflected, that is, they fall on other people, but curses cast through the real name as a medium will not be passively deflected.

The status of blood in mysticism is lower than that of a name, so since Richard could not leave his name, he could only leave a drop of blood.

Richard did as he was told, and the next moment the pages of the book caught fire again.

The fire was much calmer than when he wrote his name, but the page still burned up.

Richard looked at the great wizard Cursed Scar awkwardly, only to see that the great wizard was silent for a moment and then suddenly took out a notebook.

"Master, please write your name on this. I will try to stick your name on it."

"Ah? Is this okay?"

"Theoretically yes."

Richard wrote a name on the notebook, and the Great Wizard of Curse Scar tore off the page and then pasted it on the page of the book.

This time, the pages of the book were not completely burned.

Looking at the remaining pages of the book that were less than the size of a finger, the Great Wizard Cursed Scar finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The teacher's vision is really sharp. My vision is still too shallow."

As he spoke, the Great Wizard Cursed Scar put the book back on the bookshelf, and then took out a very plain black leather magic book from the top shelf.

There was a blood-red eye painted on the cover of the magic book, and the name of the book was written below the eye.

"Curse... principle?"

The Great Wizard Cursed Scar handed the book to Richard with both hands and said very solemnly: "Master, the future of the Curse School depends on you."

(End of this chapter)