Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 242 Rashid Tahrir's One-Ring Permanent Defense Field

Incinerator Andy ran through the research institute's corridor, glancing down at the ground beneath his feet.

He swung his wizard's sword, instantly triggering all the magical traps that had been set on the ground.

These magical traps traced lines on the ground of the research institute, resembling flowing lava.

A Eulogy for the Burners!
Pillars of fiery magma appeared in the research institute's corridor, surrounding Rashid Tahrir who was pursuing them.

Andy looked at Rashid Tharil, who was chasing him, and cold sweat poured down his forehead. The ominous demonic pressure emanating from Rashid Tharil constantly assaulted his mind, urging him to give up resistance, submit to being slaughtered, and surrender without resistance.

"Did it work? Did it hurt him?" Andy turned his head to look behind him. His left eye, the Flame Demon Eye, was constantly twisting as he observed Rashid Taliel, who was covered by a torrent of flames.

As the captain of a combat squad and an incinerator, even when facing a formal wizard or a high-level curse master, he still tried to set a trap, concentrate all his magical power, and create a spell attack that was closest to a first-level spell.

Amidst countless torrents of high-temperature flames and pillars of light, the center of one of the pillars suddenly transformed into a filthy, purplish-black flame.

The purplish-black flames, reeking of decay, continued to expand and were now usurping all the fire magic energy generated by Captain Andy's Burner Ritual.

Captain Andy's pupils contracted slightly. "To steal the magical power of my spells with curse magic—is that even possible? He's no ordinary high-level curse master!"

Within the purplish-black pillar of flames, all the corrupting flames were gathered by Rashid Tahrir, transforming into a purple poisonous fire dragon behind him. Rashid Tahrir walked along the corridor, and a purple pupil appeared in the eye on his forehead that resembled an observation window.

"The Incinerator's Sacrifice?"

"Incinerator?"

"No wonder a mere first-class wizard apprentice could resist the passive spell effect of my first-level permanent defensive field [Fear Blood Curse], and even dared to fight me."

"But your flames are too weak, too weak, too weak... too weak..."

Rashid Taliel grabbed the Poisonous Flame Dragon, and all the flames shrank into his palm. A complex high-level curse spell pattern of the first-ring Corruption Blood Curse appeared on the back of his right hand.

"You're a potential wizard candidate for the Lilith Hut Incinerator path, right?"

"So now you've accepted a mission to sabotage my top-tier research project, haven't you? Hmph, how foolish. Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, utterly overestimating your own strength."

Rashid Tahrir compressed all the flames into a mouth within the palm of his hand. After swallowing all the flames, the mouth licked its tongue and then automatically closed up like a zipper.

The next moment, Rashid Tahrir appeared behind Andy, and Andy's pupils immediately shrank.

Rashid Tahrir's deep voice came into his ear. "I'll give you a chance. If you surrender to me now, surrender to the Blood Curse Court, and become my student, I happen to be short of people recently, you can live, and you can even be of great importance to me."

"Anyway, you Incinerators are combat specialists, right? If I conduct a few more human experiments on you, you'll passively gain some affinity with dark element particles."

"Isn't this much easier than you fighting as a white wizard?!"

Andy immediately bit his lip, using the pain to stimulate himself and overcome the fear he felt towards Rashid Tahrir.

The blood curse of fear emanating from Rashid Tahrir was constantly corrupting his mind.

"Burning Spell..."

Andy turned around, chanted a spell, and a fireball shot out from his hand, striking Rashid Tahrir. Rashid Tahrir was engulfed in a sudden burst of flames.

But the next moment, these flames were once again corrupted by the Corruption Blood Curse surrounding Rashid Tahrir, and then all the magical flames were sucked into the mouth in the palm of his right hand.

Rashid Taril watched Andy's hurried escape and couldn't help but smirk, "Hahaha... Even in this state, he can still run away."

"Ordinary apprentices, the moment they see me, are cursed by my Blood Curse of Fear and dare not launch a single attack against me..."

"remarkably brave."

"It's okay, destroying geniuses is what I love to do most."

A malevolent pupil peeked out from the eye on his forehead. "These white wizards who have trespassed on my territory will all die by my hand."

"The infection mechanism of my Fear Blood Curse is... If the person in the curse recalls a person more than three times in their mind, my Fear Blood Curse will gradually spread the curse. At that time, I will know their location information, and all of them will be afflicted by my blood curse."

“So it’s not bad to let this wizard apprentice escape for a while before that,” Rashid Tahrir muttered. “If we kill him in an instant, we won’t be able to force him to remember his companions.”

"So before that, I need to reduce the intensity of my permanent defensive field, otherwise he would have already suffered a mental breakdown and lost the ability to act the moment he saw me."

Rashid Tahrir followed Andy at a leisurely pace. Andy's pupils were dilated, and he was panting heavily, exhibiting symptoms similar to those of a person with severe anxiety disorder, such as chest tightness, shortness of breath, and stiff limbs.

He ran slower and slower.

He could constantly feel the malevolent and evil pressure slowly following behind him, mocking him relentlessly.

"Is this the end?" Captain Andy's pupils dilated as he involuntarily recalled people who were very important to him in his life, once, twice...

Then, he began to recall his comrades who had been with him on this mission.

The wizarding seed Albert, the young genius Locke, the witch Sophia, and the witch Gabriel...

Rashid Tahrir's mocking voice came from behind him. "Young man, do you now understand just how vast the difference is between a first-ring wizard and you first-class wizard apprentices?"

"A first-circle wizard possesses a permanent defensive field, solidifying a first-circle level spell onto his magical pressure shell. If you fight me, even if I just stand still, you will still have to contend with my first-circle level permanent defensive field."

“Young man, all first-ring wizards are either prodigies or have acquired countless wisdoms over the long years. We are the crystallization of the magical realm.” Rashid Tauriel reappeared behind Captain Andy. “It’s too early for you to fight me.”

"It seems that your hypocritical academy has sacrificed you this time."

……

Meanwhile, Severin was relentlessly pursuing Locke, relentlessly spraying him with a debilitating curse to destroy his physical functions. Severin noticed the gradual shift in magical pressure emanating from Locke and a smirk played on her lips. "A Blood Curse of Fear?"

"Hahahaha... You've been cursed by that bastard of a teacher. Locke Augustine, you're doomed."

Severin was extremely smug. "So you're not much better after all. Those hypocritical academy leaders of yours are just using you as cannon fodder. They risked sending you out here to sabotage the top-tier research projects."

"Hahaha……"

Locke flew into a very spacious hall. The room behind this hall was his main target this time: the research institute's resource vault.

As soon as I entered the hall, the residual automatic defense magic in the hall started to activate, the air temperature dropped continuously, and one after another hypothermia curse magic traps began to shoot out.

As Locke dodged in mid-air, he discovered that a strange, blood-red magical pressure was still wrapped around his body. This magical pressure was fighting against the magical resistance generated by the Bear Spirit Jade Elixir on his body, so he only felt weak for a moment, and was not completely cursed.

But it's only a matter of time.

'Oh no, could it be that I guessed wrong, and the thought that appeared in my mind was actually the effect of the enemy's spell?' Locke realized that he was currently in a completely disadvantageous situation, and a question arose in his mind.

He raised the three-headed pea shooter and used the Rapid Fire Charm and Split Charm to create a barrage of fire, driving back Severin, who was charging in at the opportune moment.

After the probing, he now knew that Severin was a rather traditional dark wizard of the Blood Curse Court.

The vampire's transformation into a curse remains her core damage output. She attacks enemies with her vampire physique, creating opportunities to inflict curses, then continuously curses them, weakening them, and finally, through a series of curses, weakens them further, ultimately securing victory through her vampire strength.

This is a common combat system for dark wizards in the Blood Curse Court, and Severin clearly belongs to this system as well.

Therefore, Seflin doesn't actually have many good ranged combat methods, which is a serious flaw in this type of combat system.

While dodging the hypothermia curse rays in the hall, Locke used Plant Mimicry: Raptor, and Rapid Fire and Split Spells to launch a full-speed barrage attack around Severin.

He kept attacking Severin, not giving her a chance to land her curse spells.

Severin was furious. She unleashed a barrage of power-inflicting curses, yelling, "Damn it, you bastard, stop running away! Why is this so difficult? Our magical power is about the same, but I have more experience than you!"

"Augustine, don't you understand yet?"

"You've been cursed by my teacher's blood curse; you won't live much longer!"

The spore cannon shell from the Mayfly Flower Cannon struck Sefrin in the face. "Ah... when your blood curse activates, I definitely won't let you get away with it..."

Severin was suddenly stunned, because a huge, unfamiliar magical pressure, which she had never sensed before, erupted from the center of the research institute.

This magical pressure belongs to the magical pressure of a mental crystallization wizard.

As this demonic pressure erupted, the remaining defense systems within the research institute also collapsed completely at the same time.

The magic lamps that had been illuminating the research institute went out one by one, plunging the corridors into darkness, including the hall where Severin and Locke were currently dueling.

In the air above the hall, there were crimson cursed spirit lines that Rashid Tahrir had released earlier, and now Rashid Tahrir's voice could be heard from those cursed spirit lines.

At this moment, Rashid Tahrir's voice even carried a rare hint of fear and trembling. "Your target has never been this institute's top-tier research project, has it?"

"Your real target... is me."

"You're not trying to destroy my Cursed Child research project, you're trying to destroy me. To travel from a thousand miles away, deep into the heart of the Blood Curse Court, to forcibly kill a wizard who has become a spiritual force—what audacity, what a grand scheme."

The next moment, the cursed spirit threads floating in mid-air all automatically collapsed and disappeared without a trace, and the blood mist he spread in the research institute also dissipated automatically like rootless duckweed.

It seems that he himself was urgently drawing all his power back to his original body, and was no longer able to maintain the curse magic on the entire curse magic research institute.

Locke discovered that the blood curse magic that had been binding him had dissipated, or rather, Rashid Taril had stopped cursing him.

He is concentrating all his power on his body.

Severin, standing before Locke, froze, halting her frenzied attack for the first time and standing rooted to the spot. "Your real purpose is to kill my teacher? You didn't come here to destroy the top-tier research project!"

What Severin found most unacceptable was that Locke didn't seem to be an outcast of the academy at all.

Severin let out a helpless roar of rage, and the next moment, the wings on her back collapsed.

"How is this possible? Wait, low temperature... The connection points of my advanced curse spells are most vulnerable to low temperatures. Oh no, I was too angry before and didn't notice that there are low-temperature curse traps everywhere here!"

"I couldn't have been that angry before, I completely lost my mind! It was magic, some kind of prophetic magic influenced my mind!"

Severine tried to escape, but as soon as she looked up, she was hit by the heavy cannon fired by the Mayfly Flower Cannon. Her sense of direction was completely reversed, and she lost the ability to move quickly. At the same time, Locke raised the Three-Headed Pea Shooter and unleashed all his firepower at her.

After firing 1200 pea bullets, use three pea replenishment potions and fire another 1200 pea bullets.

Severin continued to resist in despair, trying to survive, but she had completely fallen into the trap of fate Gabriel had woven for her. At the same time, her magic power had been greatly reduced due to the Academy's punishment. In terms of absolute strength, she was no longer at an advantage over Locke, and was even at a disadvantage.

Her body was constantly collapsing under Locke's pea-shaped bullets, but her vampire immortality allowed her to barely hold on for a while.

By the time Locke was replenishing the potion by inserting peas into the magical plant for the third time, Severin's body had completely shattered. She unwillingly reached out her left hand, trying to touch Locke, when the next moment, the Mayfly Flower Cannon fired a Thunderbolt Potato.

The Thunderbolt Potato instantly split into five pieces the moment it touched her. All five pieces exploded simultaneously, and five electric palm strikes hit her, paralyzing her.

Meanwhile, Locke once again used Triple Shooter Pea to concentrate his firepower on her.

Severin retorted unwillingly, "No~"

Soon, she was helplessly overwhelmed by the barrage of bullets, rendered powerless, and was completely blasted into pieces. Even her vampire's immortality could not save her.

(End of this chapter)