I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 150 You all deserve to die!
With a rustling sound, some of the snow blocking the cave entrance was pushed away.

Then, a tornado gradually appeared outside the cave entrance, blowing away the nearby snow.

It's not yet daybreak.

A very beautiful and delicate-looking 'girl' and a tall and handsome man walked out of the cave.

The heroic man took out a small silver pot and took away the mist that was spreading nearby.

After looking around, he shook his head and said, "Oh no! It snowed so heavily last night. I'm afraid this mountain road won't be easy to walk on."

"The altitude here is high. When you come from the desert, you think you're walking on flat ground, but you're actually already climbing a mountain. It only takes four or five hours to get to the top of the mountain. Even if you go out late, you'll arrive before dark."

The pretty and delicate 'man-woman' spanked Roland's buttocks twice and said, "Hurry up, you stubborn and disobedient donkey. My legs are not in good condition and I need a mount."

Roland glanced at Joan and said nothing. Not only did he not fart more, he also carried her on his back.

What a double standard!

If a man slaps you on the butt and calls you a donkey, you must punch him and give him a black eye.

But if a delicate beauty tells you you are a donkey and wants to ride you, then just carry you on her back.

The little 'man-girl' wasn't able to get a date last night and was in a bad mood. As for Roland, well, he'll just have to carry her on his back.

There was a lot of snow on the mountain, but Roland walked very fast. By noon, he had already walked half of the way.

But the road behind was a bit bumpy, all along the mountain path. Roland stepped into snow pits several times and slid down.

But after just a few steps, he was thrown up again by the curse.

It made the two of them feel like they were riding a roller coaster. Joan hugged Roland's back excitedly and screamed.

Finally, they came to a fairly wide platform and rested their feet. But just a few minutes after they sat down, they heard the sound of people talking nearby.

Both of them looked slightly solemn. If they ran into someone here, they wouldn't know if they were friend or foe. Furthermore, it sounded like they were outnumbered, perhaps seven or eight.

Soon, a group of people came out from around the corner. The man and woman leading them looked very familiar.

When both sides saw each other, they were slightly stunned.

The leading woman had a glint of resentment in her eyes and said with a smile, "So it's Junior Brother Roland. What a coincidence."

The man looked at Roland, then at Qiong, who was leaning against him. A half-smile crossed his face. He said with a hint of envy, "I was wondering who was shouting so cheerfully on the mountain road just now. It turned out to be Brother Roland and 'Beautiful Qiong.'"

Joan blushed slightly and said angrily in a low voice, "Brown, keep your mouth shut."

This group of people was none other than Red Skull, and the man and woman leading them were none other than Brown and Aurelia.

Roland asked, "Why are you so late? Where are the others?"

Seeing how many people there were, Roland felt that Andy and the others' chances of survival were much higher. However, they had returned so late, and without Lilith and the others. This made Roland a little unsure.

Aurelia glanced at Roland and then ignored him.

She didn't bother to deal with the 'corpse'. She looked at Joan and said, "Mr. Joan, thank you for sending our school all the way here. I won't bother you the rest of the way. We have something to discuss. You can go ahead."

Unlike Roland, a moderately famous apprentice, or even the highly renowned groups like Aurelia, Joan was a true figure of the new generation.

She was the magician's deputy brain, even superior to Andy, the boss of the Magic Chess Club. Moreover, this senior apprentice was not only quite powerful, but also possessed a very famous, top-grade rare item.

So in Orlea's eyes, she is a difficult person to deal with.

Joan realized that this group had a grudge against Roland. So she said, "I don't know what your feud is, but Prince Charles has sent me to escort Maester Roland back home. I'll protect him. If you have anything to say, please go back and talk."

Prince Charles died a long time ago, and Joan is deceiving this group.

Joan was now completely depleted of her magical powers, barely able to perform her few tricks, and the magical artifacts in her hands were barely effective. No one could tell she had a problem with her magic now, but once she started moving, it would be exposed.

Among the seven or eight people in front of me, except for two senior apprentices, the rest are all middle-level apprentices!
The low-level apprentices should all be dead. Those who survived to this day must have some skills. Moreover, although Brown and Aurelia are not as famous as June, it is because they rarely use evil spells in public. Therefore, their true strength is not much worse than June.

Joan felt that as a useless person, he could not help Roland at all. How could he fight this battle?
After Joan finished speaking, instead of retreating, everyone's eyes lit up with murderous intent. Aurelia said, "This isn't the White Chess Academy. You magicians, please don't interfere too much. Joan, I remember your kindness last time. Please leave now. Don't be ungrateful."

Roland patted June's hand and said, "You're getting in my way. Go away."

Qiong looked at Roland and conveyed a thought: If you die in battle, they will definitely come back to kill me and silence me. I can't get far. Let's die together!

As soon as she finished speaking, Joan was knocked unconscious by Roland's move.

Afterwards, Roland calmly put Joan into the dimensional bag and hooked his finger at the confused Aurelia and the others. "I'll take you all to see Queen Helaka today."

Aoleya laughed angrily: "Looking for death!"

Suddenly, there was silence within a radius of several hundred meters. Seven or eight afterimages of strange objects flew over and hit Roland.

This group of people were ready to take action from the very beginning and had no intention of leaving Qiong alive.

I didn't say so much just now. I just thought it would take some effort to kill two people at the same time, so I wanted to coax one away and kill them one by one.

So they had been prepared long ago. When Aurelia activated the Silence Organ and banned magic, everyone threw out the magical objects they had prepared and started fighting.

How could Roland possibly escape the siege of those seven or eight strange creatures? He was instantly torn to pieces.

But when I looked again, I saw that it was not a corpse, but a pile of broken puppets.

——Flower Moss Robe: Identity Replacement.

Brown was the first to discover Roland's true form. He looked up into the air beyond the cliff and saw that Roland was flying using Alina's chains. He was instantly filled with fear.

He took out a set of flints, struck them with two fingers, and then turned into a flame and chased after him at a high speed. The other middle-level apprentices followed suit.

Aurelia stopped two of them and said, "There are enough of them. Let's block the road to the mountain to prevent him from getting away from Brown."

The three of them withdrew their gaze and turned to go up the mountain, but they saw a strange puppet sitting on the big rock where Roland had been sitting before.

The puppet was covered in dust and sand, and its original clothing could no longer be seen. It was very strange.

It was the puppet that Orlea and others had just smashed.

"Is it the Level 2 puppet the academy gave out? Which professor made it? It's so weird."

Olea didn't connect it to the Ballet Ghost at all, as their behavior was so different. Furthermore, it had magical fluctuations, similar to those of an average mid-level apprentice. It looked like a Level 2 puppet.

She reached out and smashed it again, then turned around and led the group up the mountain. But before they had taken a few steps, they were shocked to find a puppet on the road ahead, slowly climbing the mountain with a click.

Aurelia frowned, sensing something was amiss. She winked at a mid-level apprentice beside her, who then produced a strange, rope-like object.

The apprentice chanted a spell on the rope, and the rope slowly disappeared, and then the puppet was tied tightly with the rope.

The puppet stumbled and fell down the mountain path, breaking his arm.

This rope is quite interesting. The puppet looks like a level 2 creature. After being tied up, its magic power and wooden body are imprisoned.

A middle-level apprentice walked over and kicked the puppet, but it didn't move. The middle-level apprentice chanted another spell, and then the puppet became more tied with ropes.

Olea waved her hand curiously, and the puppet flew to her side, and she held its head in her hand.

After examining it for a moment, Orlea revealed a look of considerable interest. "There's a hint of the goddess Heraka's presence, seemingly evolving towards the mystical side. Hmm, that boy has quite the connection. I'll return the artifact to you later, and I'll take this puppet back to study."

Having said that, Olea directly stuffed the puppet and the rope into her bag.

As a result, when they looked up, Orlea and the other two were stunned.

Click, click, click.
On the mountain path, a strange puppet was slowly ascending. As if sensing everyone's gaze, the puppet mechanically turned around and glanced back.

An evil curse flew over, and the puppet instantly decayed and turned into pieces on the ground.

Aoleya frowned and rummaged through her bag. The other two apprentices also tilted their heads to take a look and found that the puppet was clearly in the bag, tied up tightly.

"What the hell is this."

Ka Ka Ka Ka
Just then, everyone heard a strange sound of footsteps behind them.

The three of them looked back in shock and their faces changed immediately.

On the path below the mountain, a puppet was slowly climbing the hill. Suddenly, it seemed to sense someone's gaze. But it didn't look up. Instead, it slowly turned around and looked down the mountain.

As if possessed by a mystery, everyone looked at the mountain in front of them at the same time. On the mountain path, a puppet was quietly looking back at them!

Looking down the mountain, the puppet was standing there just fine!
A chill ran through Orlea's heart. Goosebumps spread across her body. With a solemn expression, she pulled out a rare item.

"It's just an illusion, don't be afraid."

Only one person responded to Aurelia. She and her companion suddenly felt something was wrong. They turned around and looked at the other person beside them, only to find that they were not a real person!
That's a puppet!
Ballet ghost, this is something that only a formal wizard of the Black Abyss or a senior instructor can take people to contain.

Although Oleya had only been promoted to a senior apprentice for half a year, she was far superior to ordinary instructors. Moreover, she had been studying Ballet Ghost for a long time.

In order to contain such a thing and keep it for her own use, she even spent money to buy a lot of information about the ballet ghost.

She knew all the tricks of the ballet ghost and was confident that she could handle one, but this ballet ghost was obviously different from the normal ones.

Halfway up the mountain.
The snow forest was shrouded in gray fog, and ghostly shadows were everywhere.

The ground was covered with creeping vines, wriggling everywhere. Twenty meters around were large webs and dense spiders.

A senior apprentice and three middle-level apprentices were struggling to hold on against a group of invisible enemies.

The four men had a lot of things in their hands, but except for the strange snake entangled with vines on the ground, most of the others were flying around in the fog.

They seemed to want to kill those difficult ghosts, but those ghosts were all level 2. They were elusive, and with the ghost fog and smog, they often disappeared into the fog.

There seems to be an invisible safe zone in the ghost fog. Once you fly there, you will never find it again.

Only the senior apprentice could kill the ghosts before they ran away, but he was dealing with a strange red shadow, and the burning spear-shaped object he threw out was also entangled with a chain.

There was also a large group of black snakes around him, entangled with the vines like shadows. He was still maintaining a barrier on his body and occasionally had to take action to take care of his three subordinates.

It was already amazing that he could focus on four things at once. Even if he had other rare objects, he would have no time to control them.

Fortunately, the boy was not very skilled in handling vines and spiders, and it seemed that he had just obtained those things and had not yet been imprinted with his spirit, so they could not produce much effect.

This allowed Senior Brown to take advantage of the opportunity many times to break the spider web and escape with his subordinates.

But once everyone goes deep into the fog, they will inexplicably walk back into the spider web!

Soon, out of nowhere, only three of the four were left. While fighting, the three noticed a headless corpse in the distance. The corpse was wearing a strange red leather jacket with embroidered patterns on it, and all the flesh and blood had been sucked dry by the jacket.

In the blink of an eye, the red shadow disappeared in the ghost fog.

It seemed that when he just broke through, the red shadow secretly lay on the apprentice and killed him silently.

Senior apprentice Brown was filled with hatred. If it weren't for the fog, the four of them would have joined forces to destroy the red shadow first.

Seven spells flew from the sky, and the three of them dodged them hastily. They dodged vines, kept an eye out for red shadows, and fought off the various spells flying from the mist, becoming exhausted.

Before long, the fog grew thicker, and nothing could be seen beyond three meters. Even divine consciousness could not reach very far.

Suddenly, seven more flashes of white light emanated from the deep mist. Everyone was startled and quickly dispersed. A mid-level apprentice, unable to dodge, was struck by four lightning bolts. His already weakened magic shield was instantly shattered, and his entire body was instantly charred by the four lightning bolts.

This apprentice's vitality was exceptionally strong, and his magical equipment was also quite good, so surprisingly, he didn't die immediately. Instead, he collapsed to the ground, twitching.

Swish, swish, swish. Dozens of spider silk threads flew over, binding the remains on the ground and pulling them onto the spider web. Many spiders swarmed over and began to eat the eggs.

The vines on the ground once again shook off Brown's strange snake pets and swept towards Brown and the last middle-level apprentice. At the same time, seven more spells flew from the sky. Looking again, a red figure stood quietly in the mist not far away.

A new round of tug-of-war is about to begin.

Furious, Brown once again hurled a square hammer, blazing with ghostly fire, after the spirits in the sky. The spirits, seemingly aware of its power, quickly vanished into the fog. The hammer zeroed in on one spirit and pursued it relentlessly until a chain caught it, allowing the spirit to escape.

We can't go on like this anymore!

Brown suddenly took out a short magic wand burning with black and red flames. Upon closer inspection, he saw that there were many burning little snakes coiled on the wand, emitting a very evil aura.

Brown chanted a spell with this spell, and immediately a blazing flame spread out. All of a sudden, the mist in the sky was like a rolling cloud of fire, and the spider webs and forests in all directions were all engulfed in flames!
In the fire, the middle-level apprentice next to Brown screamed and was instantly reduced to ashes.

Roland was horrified and hurriedly ordered the good spirits to escape as fast as they could, and he himself disappeared on the spot.

ten minutes later
Somewhere in the fog, there are many ghosts and creeping vines everywhere.

A pale-faced senior apprentice was fighting with a level 3 red-robed banshee and seven strange ghosts in the fog.

This person was Brown. After performing that move, he turned into a flame and fled frantically, almost breaking out of the ghost fog. But he was forced back by Roland.

His magic power was now very unstable. It seemed that the move just now had consumed a lot of it and had also greatly damaged his own magic circulation. Only after drinking a bottle of magic potion did he have the strength to fight again.

"You bastard, don't you dare show your face?!" Brown cursed.

Voices echoed from all directions: "Don't worry, I'll try these rare items again."

Brown: "Shameless villain!"

Roland played with Brown for a while longer, trying out all the rare items he thought were valuable.

When Brown's magic power was almost consumed by Roland and his group of nine people, he ate another mermaid fruit, then took out the scabbard and recalled the ghosts to avoid accidental injury.

Soon, golden shadows flashed in all directions from the mist. These shadows were incredibly skilled, moving incredibly fast, leaving a trail of afterimages in their wake.

—Valeria Flash Sword!
They were able to easily dodge the strange objects Brown was heading towards, making them extremely formidable. Brown was already on the verge of death, and as the third shadow flew past, his protective barrier cracked with a bang, then slowly disappeared in the golden flames.

When the fifth shadow flew away, Brown had nowhere to avoid it. Suddenly, a flash of lightning and fire appeared behind him. Then he felt that the whole world was split into two parts and fell to the ground.

In his last consciousness, Brown saw a pair of boots slowly walking towards him in the snow.

'Bastard'

Brown hadn't even seen Roland's face before.

"That damned yellow-haired fellow is so difficult to deal with. He's as hard to deal with as Haiwood."

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