Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 315 Headmaster Earl Thompson
A large blue owl-shaped banana tree rose behind Locke, attempting to fly upwards. However, no matter how he tried to fly upwards, he felt a tremendous dragging force pulling at his feet, preventing him from taking off.

He looked down and saw that there were water plants wrapped around his feet, but in the blink of an eye, he realized that the water plants wrapped around his feet were actually a woman's long hair.

From within that clump of long hair crawled a woman, pale and bloodless with bluish skin. She emerged from the hair and grabbed Locke's feet with both hands. "Stay, and I can return to the natural cycle."

"It's been over a hundred years. You stay here and take my place."

"You stay!"

Locke frowned, but he still couldn't breathe. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt some kind of sticky liquid rushing into his lungs. There was also a water ghost below him, pulling at his feet, wanting him to be her scapegoat.

Locke even considered using the Primal Runes to obtain the Beast Panel, doubling his magic pressure to 7000 to enhance his mana and see if he could escape this unknown area.

If I stay here any longer, I might actually drown here.

But just as Locke was about to open his innate demonic eye, he suddenly sensed that in this strange ocean filled with the demonic pressure of the crystallized wizards of the Ghostly Holy Church, another crystallized wizard's demonic pressure had suddenly appeared.

Locke stopped what he was doing. As his consciousness became hazy from suffocation, the crystallizing wizard poured a bottle of first-level potion, the Holy Spring Dew, into his mouth. Locke immediately felt himself able to breathe smoothly again.

The female water ghost, clutching herself with her hands and long hair, let out a miserable scream of resentment as she watched helplessly as the two formal wizards left the Sea of ​​Souls.

The next moment, Locke returned to the core control room of the underground building, only to find himself soaking wet, with a puddle of water on the floor.

An old man appeared beside Locke. He was wearing a wizard's robe that represented the Lilith House logo, an exaggerated headmaster's hat, and had some age spots on his face. His lifespan seemed to be approaching the five-hundred-year limit for a first-ring wizard, so he had an aura of decay about him.

Dean Earl Thompson nodded slightly to Locke. "Mr. Augustine, you have done a great job. On behalf of the leadership of Lilith House, I thank you for your contribution to Lilith House this time."

"rest assured."

Dean Earl Thompson placed his hand on Locke's shoulder, and in an instant, Locke's clothes were completely dry. Dean Earl Thompson whispered to Locke, "I never expected that the Forest Sanctuary Magic of the previous Dean, Levi, would be completed in your hands."

"I'll keep it a secret for you. But I still want to thank you for it."

“Dean Levi was once my wizarding mentor.” Dean Earl Thompson’s eyes were filled with complex emotions, a mixture of condemnation and helplessness towards Levi. “I still can’t understand what Professor Levi did, but I hope that completing the Forest Sanctuary will allow the deceased to rest in peace.”

This was the first time Locke had met the Dean of the Academy, Earl Thompson. The man before him looked like a very approachable old man with a serene expression.

Locke tentatively said, "Dean Earl Thompson, I can return the Forest Sanctuary to Lilith's Hut, since it was originally a research project of Lilith's Hut."

Dean Earl Thompson immediately shook his head. “No, you are a student of our Lilith Hut. If you learn it, it means that the resources Lilith Hut has invested in the past have not been wasted. But this magic is not suitable to stay in Lilith Hut. It will arouse the sensitivity of some people in the association, especially those… stubborn holy mages.”

"But as long as you take it out of the southeastern region, it will be a great magic. I am already satisfied to see the final implementation of my teacher's research results."

Dean Earl Thompson looked at Locke with admiration. "The Academy is proud of you and the Witch Sophia."

“After this, all your contracts with the academy can be considered settled,” Dean Earl Thompson added. “Advisor Francis has too narrow a vision; he can only see things in the southeast corner.”

"For the academy, there are places for genius students and places for ordinary formal wizards. I know that there is no way to keep super geniuses like you and Sophia, who have become formal wizards so quickly, in the Southeast Corner Region. It would be a waste for you and a waste for our academy."

"No matter what, you can't change the fact that you came from Lilith Hut. It's an indelible mark."

"Therefore, your ability to make a name for yourselves outside already brings a continuous stream of benefits to our Lilith Hut." Locke straightened his clothes and thanked Dean Earl Thompson, saying, "Thank you, Dean."

He never expected that Dean Earl Thompson would seem so easy to talk to.

Of course, he didn't know whether Dean Earl Thompson would be so easy to talk to in front of other people.

Locke asked, "Dean, what exactly happened just now? What kind of magic potion did you give me that could solve my predicament?"

Locke couldn't possibly not ask this question.

The bizarre situation that just happened actually bypassed his permanent defensive force field and almost cursed him to death. If Dean Earl Thompson hadn't come to the rescue, he could only try to double his magic pressure to see if he could escape that strange ocean.

But to be honest, Locke wasn't sure.

The power of a crystallized wizard, possessing at least 9000+ magic pressure, is evident.

Dean Earl Thompson smiled and said, "That's ritual magic. You really couldn't have come into contact with this knowledge. Each stage of the materialization of spiritual power will give a wizard some special abilities."

"The telekinetic power of a vaporization wizard is stronger than that of an ordinary formal wizard, and they even possess a certain ability to telekinesis. Their telekinetic power can enhance all the magic they have mastered, producing a slight increase in power."

"You should be able to sense this yourself. Not only is the magic you cast more powerful than that of other dark wizards under the support of magical pressure, but your psychic power is also stronger than that of those dark wizards."

"The liquefaction wizard's telekinesis will be enhanced, making him exceptionally powerful, thus increasing the power of all his magic by 10% out of thin air."

"The psychic power of a crystallized wizard finally underwent a qualitative change after three transformations, allowing them to use a special kind of magic called ritual magic to modify their body, enhance their magic, and borrow some kind of external power."

“Just now, the witch Stephania used ritual magic to drag you into a special plane that those ghostly wizards call the ‘Sea of ​​Souls’ or the ‘Mother Sea’. We white wizards call it the Styx Plane.”

“Indeed, if the witch Stephania hadn’t suddenly broken the spell, you would have drowned in the River Styx.”

Dean Thompson said calmly.

Locke understood the implication in his words and showed a surprised expression. "Did the witch Stephania dispel the spell herself?"

Dean Thompson nodded and said, "Yes, it was a deal. At the time, I was hunting down another evil witch from the Ghost Cult in this building, and I almost killed her."

"The witch Stephania, in order to save her, turned against you, forcing me into a deal. If I killed her people, she could kill you. In the end, I chose to accept the trade."

"Because that witch is not as valuable as you. You are one of the academy's most valuable core assets."

Dean Thompson said, "What I gave you was just a bottle of Holy Spring Dew potion, only to restore your condition. It has no power to help you escape the River Styx."

Locke felt a chill run down his spine; he had just been involved in a transaction that involved his life.

Dean Thompson said, "Of course, the witch from the Ghost Cult was far more seriously injured than you. Although she had a permanent defensive field, I almost killed her. You, on the other hand, were almost unharmed. This is because your strengths are different from hers, so in the pursuit of the same crystallized wizard, your injuries were much less severe than hers."

"I made a huge profit from this deal."

(End of this chapter)