Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 511 The Third Ring Wizard's Visual Dialogue

After the Basil family wizards fled, Alicia quickly asked Locke, "Locke, are you alright?"

Locke said, "Although I'm a little exhausted and want to get some sleep, there's really nothing wrong."

After checking her over and over, she found nothing wrong and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The soul of the great wizard Sura floated to the side, slightly speechless, muttering to himself, "What could possibly be wrong? This little guy's magic pressure is at least 8000, and he also has several very high-level bloodline powers within him. Compared to his state before entering this secret realm, his power has increased by at least one level."

"This is not just not injured, it's a complete leap in condition."

Grand Wizard Sura watched Alicia and Locke conversing, pondering to himself. 'Wait a minute, even so, with Locke's power, it's impossible for him to contend with a first-ring crystallized wizard using ritual magic.'

The two are worlds apart!

'Furthermore, forcing a bloodline wizard to borrow the power of the Blood River to the point of being summoned suggests that Locke possesses at least a second-circle trait. But logically, a wizard at the liquefaction stage wouldn't possess a second-circle trait.'

'His upbringing is also quite clear.' Grand Wizard Sura realized he was overthinking things again and immediately stopped. 'Forget it, I'm a dead man anyway, why think so much?'

Locke and Alicia chatted and laughed, exchanging a lot of knowledge about potions along the way.

Throughout the year, Locke did not give up his research on the Glass Aging Potion. He spent a certain amount of time every day experimenting with practice materials. Now, he has basically mastered the refining techniques of the Glass Aging Potion.

At this moment, after their discussion, Locke's understanding of the Gralas aging potion deepened once again.

When Locke returned to the White Dragon Tower and was in his office at the White Dragon Magic Gem University, Grand Wizard Sura spoke to him, saying, "Locke, I'm sorry about what happened with the Basil family. I didn't expect them to be so crazy as to attack you."

"However, it's not a big problem anymore. With the death of Nidhogg the wizard, the hardline faction of the Basil family has been greatly reduced, so it's not a big problem in the end."

"Since Nidhogg the wizard committed suicide, you don't need to worry about being hunted down by the Basil family, nor do you need to worry about being harassed by them within the Six Towers."

"It's just that this period of time is probably a sensitive one, since the Basil family lost a first-ring crystallization wizard."

Locke nodded. After the Cloud Ze Cup, he had no intention of staying in the Six Towers for long. He had already done all the honors and things he needed to do here.

Even if it's a first-level wizarding realm, I've already entered one of them once.

Since I am not a bloodline wizard, there is not much point in continuing to enter. Moreover, the number of places in the wizarding secret realm is extremely limited. Even family wizards in the Six Towers Land have to wait a long time to get a chance to enter.

Therefore, there is no longer any point in staying in the land of the Six Towers.

He was simply waiting for the Yunze Cup tournament committee to fulfill its promise and provide him with the conditions for negotiating with the two advanced academies of truth.

Locke nodded to Grand Wizard Sula. "I know, Grand Wizard Sula."

Locke bid farewell to Grand Wizard Sura and Alicia, and then returned to his house located at an altitude of 10 km. He noticed that at that time, several wizards in his gray mist slab were trying to contact him.

In the bedroom, Locke ordered a half-elf maid to clean, then summoned the Gray Mist Slab and saw a long message from Harun Vera, as well as... a friend request.

Locke paused slightly upon seeing the other person's identity, for the one who wanted to add him as a friend was none other than Catherine the Witch of the Dragonblood Society of Golden Crown Mountain. That three-ring witch, the Throne Wizard.

Locke thought for a moment and accepted the friend request. At the same time, he immediately saw the other party's video message request coming from the Gray Mist Slab.

Locke agreed without much hesitation.

Suddenly, a witch named Catherine, dressed in a black and gold-trimmed cloak of a second-ring creature, the Silvermoon Wolf, appeared on the gray fog stone slab. She gracefully handed her scepter to a servant, then sat on a jewel-encrusted throne, holding a cup of coffee. She took a sip of her wizard's coffee and said to Locke, "Locke Augustine, is that right?"

Locke rose from his seat as a sign of respect for the Third Ring Wizard and the Throne Wizard. “Yes, Lady Catherine, may I ask what brings you here?”

After the previous battle, Locke was exhausted.

Although they won, they suffered heavy losses.

I wish I could sleep for days and nights right now.

The witch Catherine glanced at Locke. "Hmm? You've used up so much of the light of your soul in the abyss of your heart?"

"You must have just been through a major battle."

Locke was startled; he hadn't expected that the Throne Wizard would see through his situation at a glance.

Moreover, he himself did not know what the Abyss of the Mind and the Light of the Mind were, and the knowledge of the Third Ring Wizard was certainly far superior to his own.

The witch Catherine placed her coffee cup on the table and swept her scrutinizing gaze over Locke. "Pay attention to sleep lately. At your level of only one ring of magic, there's no way to replenish your spiritual light at this stage. Meditation is useless, absorbing magical power is useless. The only way to replenish your spiritual light is to sleep like an ordinary person."

Locke suddenly realized that perhaps at the third stage, the wizards had already understood why prolonged meditation without sleep would cause the body to mutate into a sleep demon.

The witch Catherine said, "I have no other purpose in coming to see you this time. You can think of this as an interview."

"Director Morrison came to see me, but I think that although we have gained some understanding of you during the Yunze Cup, I still need to meet with you in person to make a judgment on your true value."

"I've never had much patience for low-value things."

The witch Catherine looked at Locke's left hand. "An immortal dragon scale? You actually managed to obtain it!"

Even through the gray mist stone slab, the witch Catherine pointed a finger, forcing Locke's golden immortal dragon scales on his left hand to become visible.

Ekaterina felt the turbulence of the True Dragon bloodline power within her body; that adult True Dragon bloodline power at the third ring level seemed poised to seize her body at any moment. "Alright, I've seen your value. Now, all you can do is wait for Director Morrison's reply."

The next moment, the gray mist stone slab lost contact.

Locke watched with a wry smile as this third-ring wizard, and a throne wizard at that, took the initiative to contact him, and then immediately disconnected the call.

“A third-ring wizard… Logically speaking, I should be able to sense the wizard’s magical pressure from the video conversation, but just now I couldn’t sense Ekaterina’s magical pressure at all, as if she were an ordinary person.” Locke shook his head. “It must be because there is a dimensional gap between us, so I can’t sense her magical pressure.”

(End of this chapter)