Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 77 Destiny and Dance

The two men confronted each other, and Ruge's light body technique was finally successful, but he still didn't think that with the help of these spells, he could avoid Baonte's sword.

It looks like I'm going to die here today, he thought.

Damn half-man, he said he was helping, but why hasn't he done anything yet? And that wasn't even helping at all. Saying he was helping him was just a nice way of saying it, because it was actually achieving the half-man's goal. He was just dragged into this, or at most, he was actively involved.

He quietly empowered himself to complete a freezing ray.

"A strange spell that can penetrate air armor and affect me. If I had known earlier, I would have dealt with you outside. Maybe I could have found a way to turn you into a book..."

Baonte's sword began to vibrate slowly, and ripples began to gather.

Boom!

Luger kicked the ground with his legs and lunged to the side.

A wide gully was cut out, and Baonte still did not enter the range of the smelly skin, but was able to make such an exaggerated attack.

After several consecutive slashes, Ruger fled in a panic. Seeing the ravines formed by the slashes, he was shocked but felt that they looked familiar.

If Baonte hadn't been afraid of the smelly skin and had rushed closer, he would probably have been unable to dodge it.

Ruger no longer hesitated, flipped his hand and quietly grasped the devil dice in his palm.

At the same time, he took out a bunch of storage bags from the abyss bedroom space. He hung them on his body with his hands and feet, holding one in each corner of his mouth.

"Which storage bag do you think the black book is in? I'm just a shameless little dog-headed man, not as valuable as that book," he muttered, holding the bag in his mouth. "Don't chop it off the center. If the bag breaks, most of the contents will disappear into the void and you'll never find it again. You should know that."

Luger was about to say something to delay time, or to provoke him and make Baonte more malicious.

The surroundings suddenly twisted and changed, and melodious music began to play.

There were flowers, applause, and bursts of sweet air, as if it was the fragrance of some delicious fruit.

The black arena had disappeared, leaving behind a tall palace surrounded by rows and rows of exquisite stone pillars that required at least two people to hug together.

Groups of people appeared out of nowhere and began to dance gracefully. Their beautiful skirts turned into umbrella shapes with the cooperation of their partners. In the blink of an eye, he and Baonte were drowned by countless dancers.

Baonte's sharp eyes were now looking at a girl through the hair of a girl whose face was blurred.

The dance has begun.

Luger looked at these guys, rolled on the ground suddenly, and hid his body in the crowd.

These dancers were clearer than those seen in taverns and arenas before. Even the tiny patterns on their skirts and the tips of their ears and hair could be seen. Only some details like their faces were unclear.

A flash of silver light flashed!
The small sharp corner and a large piece of scalp on one side of Luger's head were cut off, and he tried his best to dodge.

Baonte completely gave up his hesitation about the unknown smelly skin. He has always been a man of great courage.

Ruger rolled and crawled with his teeth bared. He was also very fierce. Since the opponent's sword was heading for his head, it meant that he was afraid of the storage bag. He simply used his fingernails to pick up a piece of scalp along the wound and stuffed a storage bag into it. As for whether it would be useful or not, it was better than nothing.

He rolled around, crawling through skirts and crotches.

Every time Baonte swung his sword, a group of dancers would suffer.

Ruger finally found an opportunity to use the freezing ray he had prepared for a long time. No matter how he hid, Baonte could always find his position quickly.

When the blue and white freezing rays were emitted, a low voice was heard in the hall.

"Dance, spin, stand on tiptoe, move our feet, let us dance together to the rhythm of eternal life, forever and ever."

The words echoed in the hall, and the music became louder. The dancers worked harder, their bodies full of strength, and they displayed graceful dance moves.

But Ruger had no time to appreciate this dance. The freezing ray put him in a dead end, and that opportunity was Baont's trap.

He gritted his teeth and threw the demon dice in his hand.

He stared at the long sword that was still approaching him despite his best efforts to dodge, and his eyes widened, but the dice thrown at his feet did not move at all, and none of the effects of those magical objects appeared on Baonte.

Bang! Baonte was first blocked, then flew backwards.

A tall black and red demonic figure appeared in front of him, just in time to block Baonte.

Ruger touched his shoulder and found that one of his arms was gone, lying at the feet of a nearby dancer.

He hurriedly picked it up and put it into his storage bag.

"Ah! What is this—"

Bang! Before we could even see the tall demon’s face clearly, its head exploded instantly. Unfortunately, it didn’t turn into a book, and its headless body slowly fell to the ground.

The transaction of the devil's dice is not allowed to maliciously harm the other party, but it is obvious that this is a thoughtful devil, perhaps he knows a lot of spells, he is a smart guy summoned by the devil's dice, and he is also an unlucky devil. Knowledge-causing death is not within the rules, and it is not even considered self-harm. He just suddenly gained some knowledge.

Just as Luger picked up the dice, before he had time to hide, Baonte, who was simply knocked away, pounced on him again.

A silver light shot out from afar.

At the same time, an invisible force burst out from Ruger, and the storage bag temporarily hanging on his body was lost during the rolling. Now the remaining few were all flown out under the influence of that force, leaving only the real stuff that he usually hid in his waistband.

How could he be so strong!

At the wizard apprentice stage, who could be this guy's opponent!

Ruger felt that if he removed the effects of several spells, he would immediately fall to the ground and be unable to get up. The miraculous changes between the demonic body and several spells turned him from a skinny dog-headed man into a nimble man, otherwise he would have died long ago.

He felt powerless, he knew he couldn't hide anymore. Most of the big wounds on his body were caused by the birth of that power. Every time that power appeared, it would pull him and interfere with his escape. Now he had no storage bag to protect him.

The demon dice he had just picked up became his only support and slipped from his fingertips again.

Baonte also seemed a little impatient, and his malice was growing.

Suddenly, Baonte froze, then threw away his sword and started dancing.

puff!

The sword that was not completely cut still caused Ruger to bleed all over his body. A bloodstain from head to toe was clearly visible. It almost cut off his head and even split him in half, making him a half-man who was even more half than half-man.

He lay on the ground, trembling as he took out a bottle of dark green medicine and poured it into his mouth.

"Let us welcome the new members, let us dance the dance of immortality together, and when the dance is over, we will be immortal beings." Ruger's hand trembled, and he only drank a little of the medicine in the bottle before it slipped away.

He tried hard to pick up the medicine bottle, but he was thinking in his heart, Baonte will not stay here so easily just for a dance, he wondered if the dice can make people dance long enough.

"He will not become immortal." The half-human voice suddenly appeared.

Ruger tilted his head reluctantly to look at the half-man, only to see that the guy actually bent down, picked up the medicine bottle with his nimble fingers, brought it to his mouth, and fed him to drink.

"If the broken arm isn't too damaged, it can be taken out and reattached now."

After saying this, the half-man raised his foot and walked slowly towards Bayonte beside him.

Ruger folded his arms, looked at them, and moved back bit by bit with difficulty. In case Baonte suddenly recovered, and the half-man could not stop him, or he ran away directly, he had to be prepared and try to fight for a chance of survival.

The half-man stood beside Baonte, with an expressionless face, watching Baonte dance quietly.

"I'm standing right in front of you, and you lose again, Baonte," said the half-man.

Luger was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that this was not something that a half-human would say.

The half-man raised one hand, and the long sword on the ground slowly fell into his hand.

At the moment when Baont stopped dancing, he thrust out suddenly, breaking through the air armor and piercing through the back of his head from his jaw, causing blood to gushed out of his mouth.

Baonte's eyes widened as he looked at the expressionless man in front of him. Fear appeared in his eyes, and then he was full of confusion.

"who are you?"

Baonte gripped the sword with both hands, and the blood flowing from his mouth made his speech unclear.

The man in front of me was silent.

"Who are you! You're not Kalyu..."

Baonte's legs suddenly went weak and he fell to his knees, but he still kept his head up and looked at the person in front of him, tightly gripping the sword.

After waiting for a while without getting a response, his eyes gradually dimmed.

The half-man suddenly chuckled. He had always been expressionless and had obvious emotional fluctuations, but now he changed his usual state. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he blinked his eyes, and a real sound of laughter came out of his mouth.

"I am Karu. Who else could I be if not Karu?" said Karu.

From a distance, Ruger looked on calmly, but his heart was beating wildly.

Baont suddenly turned his head, stared at Ruger with wide eyes, and asked: "What did you do? What did you release!" After he finished speaking, Baont's eyes dimmed completely, and his hands slipped from the sword.

The half-man turned and smiled gently.

"Let's get to know each other again. From now on, you can call me Kalu." Kalu said with a smile.

At first glance, he seems like a sunny and handsome boy next door, the kind who does a few good things to help others every day.

Ruge was stunned, looking at the former half-human, now Kalu, who bent down to pick up Baonte's storage bag, waved his hand to wipe off the secret mark, took out a bottle of transparent potion and threw it over.

"Pure Blood Potion. Add the dragon blood you prepared yourself to obtain pure dragon blood," Kalu said lazily. "It was originally prepared for a magical pet, but this guy stole it. But fortunately, I don't have to try to follow the path of a Beastmaster wizard anymore."

"Hmm? Don't look at me like that. I'm not the villain in the novel. Believe me, you didn't do anything wrong." said Kalu.

Luger chuckled and nodded awkwardly.

"We should be leaving now. The apprentices should have already left. It will be too late if we don't leave now... Well, let me take a look..."

Kalu took the two storage bags and started rummaging through them.

Luger took a deep breath and tried to stand up slowly, but his newly reattached arm still couldn't move.

"There's only one Return Stone, but I should be able to take you with me."

Kaliu's words made Luger stunned.

"Return, where to?" he said.

"Do you think those wizard apprentices have to walk through the vast caves? They won't be able to accomplish anything in several years." Kalu said with a smile.

Ruger's breathing quickened. Could it be possible to go to the civilized world?

He suddenly hesitated again and looked outside the hall, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything from here.

Kaliu didn't urge him, as if he was deliberately giving him time to think.

The wizard apprentices had all left, and the former half-human, now Kaliu, would also leave. There was no soil for magic here anymore, and if he missed this opportunity, how would he find his way to those places? In fact, the hesitation was only because it was too sudden; the answer had already taken root in his heart.

"far away?"

"far away."

"Then please take me with you, Lord Kalu." said Ruge.

Kalu smiled and grabbed his shoulder with one hand, crushing the Return Stone with the other. The several magic stones in his palm instantly turned into ashes.

The two figures disappeared in the hall just before the dance ended.

……

In front of the big cave of the Dog-Headed Man Lord.

Old Jin Ya was sitting with his legs crossed, picking his teeth with a thin bone, looking very comfortable.

"Go, go, go!" He bared his teeth and drove away the little dog-headed people.

He knew that Aisijin and the others were going to transform the Dragonborn Gnolls. Although they had a wise spellcaster master watching over them, he was still a little worried. After all, it had dragged on longer than it had been for him.

"These things with pointed ears are meant for the master to grill. It's already good enough that you can have a taste of them once!" Old Gold Teeth said angrily.

After saying that, he licked his tongue again and peeked under the stone, where he saw some black water bags that he had secretly kept, filled with the elves' weeping mushroom wine.

It’s better to leave these good things for them to drink, and wait for them to come back to celebrate together. They will definitely succeed, he thought, still feeling a little worried.

(End of this chapter)