Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 188 The Dark Wizard [Rashid Taril]

Black Wizard Land.

Inside the Curse Spell Research Institute, Severin's face was extremely grim. She looked at the data in front of her, her eyes blazing with anger.

"Are you saying that my curse on the magical plant has been broken just like that?"

"This curse is even the one I wanted to sublimate into a blood curse, a subject I would study during my formal wizarding stage. And you're saying it's been broken just like that?!"

In front of Severin were a group of second-class wizard apprentices under her control. They were all somewhat afraid, fearing that Severin would take her anger out on them in her rage.

These second-class black wizard apprentices all kept their heads down, not daring to raise their heads and speak.

At this moment, they all glanced with some sympathy at the second-class wizard apprentice who had returned to deliver the message to Severin.

At this moment, he undoubtedly became the focal point of Severin's rage.

Faced with Severin's angry gaze and questioning, the second-class wizard apprentice stammered, "No...no...senior sister."

"Senior, that potion-making assistant named Locke Augustine just happened to break your curse spell. Yes, that must be it. With a little research, you can definitely improve your curse... Then no potion he uses will work..."

Severin was furious.

The curse of the magical plant was originally a curse she used to catch up with Hussein. She had been researching this for at least five years, consuming a lot of resources and even wasting a lot of resources and time that she would have spent learning meditation techniques.

It's preparation for becoming a full-fledged wizard.

This is a curse that is trying to develop into a blood curse.

As a result, it was solved by a completely unknown first-class wizard apprentice from Lilith's Hut.

If the cracker were Albert, Miranda, Astrid, or even that flamboyant and extreme Angron, she wouldn't be so angry.

Those are all old rivals.

Hussein's blood curse was broken by the other side.

But the other party was just an ordinary first-class wizard apprentice who was completely unknown.

Severin's eyes were icy. She raised her middle finger and beckoned, and the second-class wizard apprentice who had conveyed the message to her screamed in agony, his blood rushing to his head and blood gushing from the corner of his mouth.

The blood he vomited was like water from a tap, draining all the blood from his body.

His body was rapidly withering away.

"Lord Severin...no, please..." The dark wizard apprentice was terrified, enduring the constant pain of blood flowing backward from his body.

And a minute later, all his blood had drained away, and he turned into a dried-up corpse.

Of course, as second-class wizard apprentices who have undergone transformation and modification by vampire curses, they will not die even if all their blood is drained; they will only suffer pain and be severely weakened.

These apprentices already had countless curses and spells left within their bodies by their wizard mentors as a means of controlling them; each wizard apprentice was nothing more than a slave to their dark wizard mentor.

With the exception of a few exceptions in the top ten wizard seed sequences.

It's not just the wizard mentors who leave curses in their bodies as a means of control; their seniors also try their best to plant their own curses in their juniors' bodies.

The Blood Curse Court is like that, a curse passed down from generation to generation.

Over time, an invisible net of curses, hanging over everyone in the Blood Curse Court, formed around them.

At the apex of this web of curses is the current Blood Lord of the Blood Curse Court.

Even a formal wizard at Lilith's Hut, during his research, proposed a hypothesis—that the Blood Curse Court's blood curse likely originated from this invisible network of curses. The blood curse and this invisible network of curses share similar characteristics.

Severin's gaze was cold and menacing. She swept her eyes over everyone in the room, her gaze like that of a venomous snake, ready to find an excuse to punish them and vent her anger.

All the second-class wizarding apprentices and dark wizards kept their heads down, extremely nervous, fearing that Severin might suddenly go mad.

But at that moment, the door was suddenly opened.

An immense magical pressure enveloped everyone in the room, forcing everyone, including Severin, to grit their teeth and kneel on the ground.

That demonic pressure, like a dark cloud covering the sky, rose in the hearts of everyone in the room.

The small ornaments in the room kept floating and falling under the influence of the magical pressure.

Many vampire apprentices even began to vomit blood.

The newcomer was none other than Rashid Taril, Severin's wizarding mentor. He was a wizard dressed in a red robe, and he hurried over with an angry expression on his face.

Severin raised her head with difficulty, and asked in surprise, "Mentor? What brings you here?"

The next moment, Rashid Tahrir raised his hand and slapped Sefrin across the face, causing Sefrin to scream in pain.

She wisely crouched down, avoiding a direct confrontation with her wizard mentor.

Rashid Tahrir's face was filled with rage. He had only one eye, and where there was originally no eye in the eye socket, that single eye was located on his forehead.

The eye on his forehead is like the viewing port of a fish tank, with many pupils of different colors crowding into that eye, observing the outside world.

But all the pupils were now fixed on Severin with angry gazes.

Severin looked at her wizard mentor with a hint of submission and asked, "Mentor, what has made you so angry?"

"What can I do to help you, whether it's research resources or manpower, I will get it for you."

Severin tried her best not to provoke her wizard mentor and attempted to appease him in order to quell Rashid Taril's anger.

After all, black wizards are different from white wizards.

There is a set of laws within the White Wizarding community to protect first-class wizarding apprentices, and under normal circumstances, these laws are quite effective in the open.

However, the black wizard mentors control the activation of the curse magic within these first-class wizard apprentices.

It's as if they've entrusted their lives to their mentors.

Therefore, black wizard apprentices have an even lower status and even fewer human rights.

Apart from the wizarding apprentices, who are crucial to the next generation of the school and can be somewhat protected by the Blood Curse Court Academy, everyone else can be killed at will.

Of course, these apprentices are the property of official wizards, so under normal circumstances, these official wizards will not dispose of their property at will.

Rashid Taliel's eye on his forehead switched between several different pupils in a very short time, each filled with rage towards Sefrin. "Fool, you actually cast such a stupid curse behind my back, a curse of magical plants?"

"Severin, do you really think you're so smart?"

"Why haven't we thought of developing plant curses all these years? Even though we've developed curses specifically for magical creatures, we haven't considered developing plant curses. Do you know why?"

"Didn't I tell you about this on your very first day of school? How could you make me lose face in front of my colleagues?!"

(End of this chapter)