Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 294 Ghostly Image Curse

Locke hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should leave the Forbidden Forest immediately or complete his permanent defensive force field, the Forest Sanctuary, first. After some hesitation, he decided to complete the first stage of his defensive magic within the research institute.

My current defensive magic is still incomplete. The Forest Sanctuary needs an external spell library to unleash its full power.

"The interior of this research institute is actually quite nice." Locke's eyes brightened slightly. The institute was located in a very secluded place, and it was protected by a first-level magical barrier. It was even sealed off by illusion magic from the Illusion School. Ordinary wizards would not be able to find it at all.

If it weren't for the fact that I happened to obtain the location information from the Eternal Twilight Garden, I wouldn't have been able to find a foothold and discover this place in a swampy wasteland.

Therefore, you can place your Forest Sanctuary here before you purchase the Druid's Ring.

Fortunately, there are living magical plants everywhere in this research institute. By choosing those magical plants, I can temporarily build a very basic forest sanctuary.

But before that, it's better to deal with some minor troubles first.

Locke's eyes shone with a deep blue magical light. "Come out. How much longer are you going to stand here watching?"

"Dean Levi's."

Suddenly, a square crystal in one corner of the central control room released a bright blue magical light.

The lantern grass beside the crystal swayed slightly, and a phantom appeared next to the crystal.

This is the image of a middle-aged man wearing a white wizard's robe, with a small Focus monocle over his left eye, and a scar on his forehead left by necromancy that cannot be erased.

The scar was emanating a gray magical pressure, and even after more than five hundred years, and even though the current Levi was just a phantom relying on the crystal matrix and the lantern plant, this magical pressure still existed.

Locke sensed from the demonic pressure that the wound was left by a formal wizard whose spiritual power had crystallized.

Dean Levi sighed softly. "This student, oh no, this colleague, you've misunderstood."

“I didn’t mean to spy on you. It’s just that I’m a sinner of Lilith House. Five hundred years ago, Lilith House was already on the path to becoming the top wizarding academy in the southeastern region.”

"But because of me, Lilith's Hut was under strict surveillance by the Association. I don't know if the special attention and restrictions have been lifted now, or if Lilith's Hut has recovered its vitality."

"Moreover, I am merely a ghost relying on the lantern grass and the soul-locking crystal matrix. I am not even the original soul of the wizard Levi. I am just a product of his soul fragments mixed with some thoughts, combined with the principle that the lantern grass can store memories."

"Therefore, I have no face to appear before you."

"I just didn't expect that after you became a formal wizard, you would notice my existence."

The illusion of the wizard Levi looked at the permanent defensive field surrounding Locke, its eyes shining, "But it's wonderful to see with my own eyes the magic that Foucault and I envisioned being realized in your hands."

"This magic can be considered a joint effort between me, the wizard Foucault, and you. The wizard Foucault was the one who initiated it, I was the developer, and you were the one who completed it."

"This magic has finally been born after the efforts of three of us formal wizards!"

Locke gave him a wary look. After all, this was a formal wizard whose mental energy had crystallized, and his strength was unfathomable. He had been in this laboratory for more than five hundred years. Who knew what tricks he might have up his sleeve here?

The ominous mandrake didn't react, but the key question is, who knows if this apprentice-level vine could even work on the illusions of a formal wizard?

Wizard Levi noticed that Locke's gaze was still filled with wariness, and he smiled wryly. "Excellent junior from the academy, are you so wary? Well, it's good to maintain this vigilance."

“There are indeed quite a few graves of first-ring wizards, which actually conceal their resurrection plans. Those first-ring wizards were all masters of necromancy magic.” “But I am not. This crystal matrix was just something I bought at the Chimera Market. Moreover, time was too tight at the time. At most, I could only leave behind a backup plan for the hidden research institute. I couldn’t care less about anything else.”

The square crystal shone brightly once more, and three spell models were projected into the air.

The illusion of the wizard Levi said, "Look, these are the three spell models inside this crystal of mine, and only one of them is working right now. The only one that gives me the ability to manipulate reality, the psychic spell model, has been damaged over time."

Locke quickly scanned the three first-level magic spell models and recognized that two of them were damaged, with the spell models incomplete.

The only normal spell is the first-circle spell of the psychic school, the Ghostly Shadow Spell.

It means leaving someone's thoughts in a certain vessel in the form of a ghost.

But to be honest, it's hard to say whether this magic kept that person or only kept part of that person's desire to stay.

It is estimated that the other party used lantern grass and crystal matrix to preserve this illusion containing the thoughts of wizard Levi to this day.

The main purpose of the Ghostly Recall Charm is to extend the lifespan of a wizard's ideas so that they can be preserved for posterity.

This is a common method used by wizards to try to leave their thoughts in the world.

It was indeed quite reasonable for the wizard Levi to think of using this method at the last moment, five hundred years ago.

Locke relaxed his guard somewhat. "In that case, I thank Dean Levi. Your magic helped me become a full-fledged wizard."

Dean Levi shook his head slightly. "No, to be precise, I should be thanking you."

"Without you, this magic would forever remain buried in the waste paper of a cold, dark laboratory."

"Back then, in order to complete this magic, I captured more than one first-ring wizard. In order to make the experiment more successful, I conducted human experiments on at least ten formal botanical wizards... Sigh, those were truly crazy days."

"But I don't regret it. If I had to do it all over again, I would still make the same choice."

"The pursuit of truth should be done at all costs!"

A glint of madness flashed across Dean Levi's eyes.

Locke had already lowered his guard against the illusion, but when he heard what he said, he was speechless.

No wonder the White Wizards Association used ruthless methods to suppress Lilith's Hut and stop this research project more than 500 years ago.

This is absolutely outrageous.

Dean Levi gave a bitter smile, a lingering madness flickering in his eyes, but his gaze toward Locke was filled with relief. "Now, you, my descendant, have accomplished this for me. I should be thanking you for all the magic I've poured into this effort and sacrificed."

"There are still quite a few usable magical plant remnants inside this research institute. I'll give you the coordinates."

"You can use them to build your forest sanctuary."

(End of this chapter)