Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 431 The Second Demon God, Even More Powerful?

Locke arrived at the bedroom of Grand Wizard Sura, 30km from the White Dragon Tower. Using his privilege as the potion master who treated Grand Wizard Sura, he ordered the potion masters of the Plutarch family and the sorcerers of the sorcery school who were around Grand Wizard Sura to leave.

The steward wizard in charge of this place, a wizard in the liquefaction stage, looked at Locke with some skepticism. "Mr. Augustine, we need to use spells constantly to stabilize the hundred bloodlines in Grand Wizard Sura's body, so we can't leave for too long, at most six hours."

"Also, are you sure you don't need to contact the other two potion masters?"

He was referring to the centaur wizard and the witch potion master, who had recently been in charge of treating Grand Wizard Sura's body and had provided him with enhanced treatment.

It has to be said that the great wizard Sura was incredibly accurate in his calculations. The entire illness was deliberately designed by him, and he deliberately guided others to use enhancement treatments to maintain his body. In reality, these enhancement treatments were just some tonics to strengthen the body and soul. He also deliberately had a large number of bloodline essence masters cast various spells on him to stabilize and enhance the Dark Cave Scorpion Woman within his body.

In this way, even though his physical body did not meditate or conduct research, his magical level improved by leaps and bounds every day, preparing him to become a second-circle wizard.

Locke felt the magical pressure within Grand Wizard Sula, which was comparable to that of the Witch Sophia, and his face paled slightly. At this moment, Grand Wizard Sula's magical pressure was already very close to that of the Witch Sophia in terms of quantity, but its quality seemed to be somewhat lacking.

With hundreds of bloodlines raging within his body, the quality of his magical pressure couldn't be improved.

After everyone left, Locke reached out and grasped a wisp of the Great Wizard Sura's magical pressure, examining it in his hand. "That old fellow has everyone completely manipulated, making them serve him alone. In essence, he trusts no one but himself."

"His magical pressure is so solid. It seems that if he wants to break through to the second-ring wizard, he will definitely need the resources of that medium-sized world. Otherwise, he could have started to try to break through formally long ago."

"I may not be able to get this knowledge from him alone, and what he knows may not be correct, so I'm not in a hurry."

Locke pondered.

He crushed the crimson magical pressure of the Great Wizard Sura in his hand, then used his White Dragon Ring to unlock the magical lock between the second and third floors, and once again found the spatial vortex that contained the plane entrance through the corridor.

Then, Locke went inside.

Not long after, Locke was teleported directly into a place filled with demons. The demons exchanged a glance with Locke, who had suddenly appeared on the hillside, and instantly became enraged, roaring as they pounced on Locke.

The next moment, golden sparks appeared in the air around Locke. In just a moment, an anti-life force field, a golden force field, spread out from Locke's body. The demons were enveloped by the golden force field, and the joints of their bodies quickly turned into gold.

A moment later, these low-level demons all turned into golden statues.

Locke had already inscribed magic to enhance the golden force field on the hundred double-ball sycamore trees in his forest sanctuary, using his wizard's permanent defensive force field to compensate for the underdeveloped golden dragon scales. In this way, he reproduced the strength of the anti-life force field of the golden two-headed dragon in its youth during the first stage of liquid phase.

The Demon race, whose bodies are artificial creations made by cybernetic engineers, are twisted earth elemental lord life forms. Therefore, they are more susceptible to the influence of the golden force field, resulting in elemental imbalance and turning into golden statues.

The demons on a mountaintop all turned into golden statues.

Locke used the Great Azure Leaf Dragon Sparrow to fly into the air and saw a wisp of demonic energy emerge from the bodies of the demons who had turned into golden statues. The energy then disappeared into the earth's veins.

"The ley line network was meticulously set up by that cybernetic master. To find its exact location, we'll probably need the help of a Constructor from the School of Energy to locate the dragon." Locke flew through the air, unleashing his dragon might without restraint, forcing the nearby demons to stay away, and quickly flew towards the direction of the Holy Temple City in this plane.

“Based on the timeline, almost a year has passed here. The number of demons here has increased significantly.” Locke glanced around and noticed that the demonic energy in this world was much denser than before.

The increase in the amount of demonic energy has begun to interfere with the normal operation of the world, forcing the natural energy cycle of this world to adapt to such a large amount of demonic energy and thus enter the natural energy cycle of this world in this way.

“Creating a cycle seems to be a key point.” Locke understood, although neither the Great Wizard Sura nor the dark wizard who was playing chess with the Great Wizard Sura here would tell him the specific method to become a second-circle wizard.

But as a wizard, he would observe on his own.

Both the cybernetic master and the great wizard Sura are trying to create some kind of cycle in this world, seemingly forcing certain things in this world to appear.

That thing is the special resource needed to advance to the second-circle wizard level.

Locke flew over a battlefield where mages and demons were fighting, and then flew over the city of the Holy Temple.

In an instant, the spell eyes of thousands of mage towers turned to him, seemingly locking onto him, but the next moment, all those spell eyes moved to a different location.

Locke landed on the ground.

Grand Wizard Sura, dressed in a white wizard's robe adorned with numerous rubies and sapphires, and with a golden rose ornament hanging from his chest, emerged from inside the Hall of Magic and smiled, saying, "Locke, I've been waiting for you in this Hall of Magic city for over a year."

"You've finally arrived, my friend."

“I’ve heard Alicia talk about you recently. She speaks highly of you and calls you her right-hand woman.”

Locke completely ignored the meaningless words of the High Wizard Sura, simply nodded, and then found an open space in the heart of the City of the Holy Law, where he summoned the two large agricultural golems he had prepared from the Ring of the Druid.

These are the Plutarch family's inventory equipment, which Locke happened to bring along.

At the same time, he ordered the two golems to pour large amounts of nutrient soil and nutrient solution into the land in front of them, and then ordered them to use farm tools to loosen the soil.

Locke scattered the seeds of the iron wire goosegrass on the ground. Immediately, the seeds fell to the ground and, under his plant magic, grew rapidly and withered just as quickly. The withered magical plants turned into fertilizer, nourishing the land.

After several attempts, Locke finally created a magical field capable of transplanting red holly after six hours.

It's not perfect, but we have limited funds, so we'll just have to make do.

As long as I can survive, that's enough.

Anyway, it's only for the indigenous people to use.

Locke used the Druid's Ring to open a dimensional portal, commanding two agricultural golems to enter and transplant the thirty red holly bushes that had been prepared.

High Wizard Sura paused slightly when he saw the two red holly bushes each held by the two golems. "Over eight meters tall? These aren't even mature red holly bushes. And they're so thin and weak; they don't look like a strong variety."

"Aren't all the red holly bushes on the market 15 meters tall?"

Locke said indifferently, "Well, but these eight-meter-tall red holly trees are cheap... You only gave me 500,000 magic stones. If I buy thirty normal red holly trees, it will cost more than 450,000 magic stones. I don't even have enough money to buy other materials."

"So, I can only buy these Red Holly at half price. The total cost is only 23 magic stones."

“This way, we can use the remaining money to buy other materials, and still have some money left over. I think it's more reliable to use that money to buy resources to ensure the survival of these red holly plants after transplantation than to buy adult red holly plants.” Hearing Locke say that he had no money, Grand Wizard Sula coughed awkwardly. “Cough cough cough… Locke, this is really hard on you.”

"Once this project is completed, I will consider giving you the Primal Flame."

Locke was speechless and rolled his eyes.

However, considering that the Plutarch family had already invested real money, he decided not to make a fuss about it; after all, they were his benefactors.

It's normal for sponsors to be a bit eccentric.

High Wizard Sura said, "However, since it's only for the natives of the mage plane, there's really no need to give them any fancy magical plants. This is enough."

When the word "native" was mentioned, as usual, the High Wizard Sura revealed his tree spirit bloodline, transforming into a half-tree spirit state. At the same time, he used a powerful human charm spell to manipulate the minds of everyone in the entire Holy Hall of Magic, turning them into puppets.

At Locke's request, the great wizard Sura also joined the tree-planting effort, along with some native sorcerers from this plane.

After all, they are severely understaffed.

Five days later, with the last red holly planted into the pit by Locke and the great wizard Sula, the transplantation of thirty red holly plants was completed.

Locke poured a potion that protected the red holly into the soil and cast a life spell on it to protect it.

The High Priest Sura, his face covered in mud, wiped it off with obvious annoyance. 'What kind of person am I? If someone sees me farming, my reputation and face will be ruined.'

'But the smell of this earth is so fragrant; I never realized it before.'

Grand Wizard Sura stared blankly at the soil in his hand for a moment, then immediately realized what was happening and broke out in a cold sweat. "No, it's the tree spirit elder's bloodline within me that's causing this, that's why I like the soil."

The great wizard Sura immediately ordered a magic saint to change his clothes.

Meanwhile, Locke had already transplanted thirty red holly bushes and used a golden grafting knife to inscribe the magic circle of the Forest Sanctuary on the surface of these red holly bushes.

As Locke was engraving, he glanced at the Grand Wizard Sula, who immediately turned his back and refused to look.

Locke then said to the great wizard Sura, "Summon your holy magicians, and I will inscribe the corresponding runes on their souls."

“Thirty red holly bushes should be enough to inscribe the souls of forty Archmages and protect them, enabling them to cast first-circle spells.”

Grand Wizard Sura smiled with satisfaction and said, "That would be perfect. But Locke, I'm afraid that using your grafting knife to inscribe those apprentice-level souls will damage their soul structure."

The great wizard Sura looked serious.

Those so-called Dharma saints were actually assets he had carefully cultivated.

In fact, the most precious asset in this world is not anything else, but people.

Therefore, the great wizard Sula had no choice but to be cautious.

Locke turned to Grand Wizard Sula and said, "It's alright. We can give them the apprentice-level Illusionary Butterfly Bloodline Modification Potion first, to strengthen their souls with the power of their bloodlines."

Grand Wizard Sura immediately began to ponder. “Your idea is indeed correct, but the Illusion Butterfly Bloodline Modification Potion… is, after all, a bloodline essence master’s potion manufactured by our Plutarch family’s bloodline essence factory, which comes with a core talent magic and three auxiliary bloodline magics.”

"If we give it to them, they will possess a portion of the power of a Bloodline Essence Master. Is it a good thing to let these natives come into contact with magic that hasn't been castrated?"

Locke frowned. "But this is the only way to complete my magic. Otherwise, their souls, at their current apprentice level, simply cannot withstand the runes I inscribe on them. And they are only apprentice-level bloodlines."

"Even if we give it to them, what good will it do?"

Grand Wizard Sura frowned and began to think carefully. Then he nodded seriously and said to Locke, "You're right. I'm too petty. It's a flaw in my character. Sometimes this pettiness is even unnecessary. It's just that I'm not magnanimous enough."

“Even if they were given apprentice-level bloodlines, they wouldn’t be able to cause any trouble. Besides, these natives all respect me. I really can’t think of any reason why they would want to rebel against me.”

"Although I was using them, I did give them a lot of real things."

"Then you do it."

Locke suddenly frowned, turned to look at the distance, and at the same time, a Shadow Eye Grass in his hand fell almost imperceptibly to the ground. It moved quickly in the shadows on the ground and began to observe its surroundings.

Grand Wizard Sura looked at Locke with a puzzled expression. "Is there a problem, Locke?"

Locke frowned and shook his head slightly. "No, I just felt like someone was watching me, but the feeling was so faint that I was probably overthinking it."

Locke waved his hand, summoning the Shadow Eye Grass back into his palm. "Grand Wizard Sura, I'd better focus on helping you complete your project."

High Wizard Sura nodded seriously. "It's possible that the other party used prophetic magic to interfere with your senses. Don't worry too much about it. The City of the Holy Law has a tight net set up by me, so there won't be any problems."

……

On the first floor of the Wizard Tower in the Hall of the Holy Law, the native Jell Fisher, who had been secretly spying, was covered in sweat. Just now, he had almost been discovered by Locke.

If it weren't for the voice residing in his soul suddenly intervening to help him, he would have already been discovered.

The native Jer Fisher gasped, "Is this second foreign demon god even more terrifying than the Great Demon God Sura? Why can't I spy on him?"

The voice replied, "That's not true. Sura is still the most powerful demon in the Nightmare Legion. It's just that the demons in the Nightmare Legion each have different strengths. The demon's observation skills were too amazing. You only glanced at him a few times, and he noticed."

"That demon won't stay in our world for long. Let's ignore him and let him leave. Dealing with one demon is already difficult enough; there's no need to provoke another powerful one. Don't you think so?"

Jer Fisher, a native, nodded and said, "Alright, hopefully that demon god will leave soon. While he's still in the City of the Holy Law, I'll stop what we've been doing and suspend our plans."

(End of this chapter)