Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 621: Containing Destiny in One Arrow!
On the arena, Locke, who had enhanced all the magical plants on his body with the growth of Porcelain Moon, treaded on a pair of Tyrant Hummingbird Pineapple shoes, weaving through the siege of magical artifacts.

At the same time, the Overlord Fern Spear in its Abyss state shot towards Antoine like a meteor. Antoine scoffed and could only shoot out the pebble in his left hand, which collided with the Overlord Fern Spear.

The two forces collided in mid-air, producing a tremendous roar, and magical lightning was generated all around due to the impact.

Antoine frowned. He had already used up all the stones in his hand, so Locke had broken his plan. All Locke needed to do now was ignore him and unleash a magical attack from a distance.

Under the glow of the porcelain moon, the Overlord Fern Spear was fully enhanced, and Locke's control over it seemed to be strengthened, making it appear even more agile.

Not only that, the moonlight from Locke's porcelain moon covered at least one-tenth of the Cloud Arena, and the magical plants of every wizard in it showed a slight increase.

Many botanical wizards who were fighting against the black wizards who rushed out of the demon realm passage all glanced gratefully at the Porcelain Moon Growth in the sky, which had amplified their magical plant combat power.

Camilla, the witch of the Nexus, summoned thirty man-eating flower bushes to deal with the five dark wizards in front of the Twin Demons. At the same time, she turned to look at Locke, slightly taken aback.

"Amplify all nearby botanical wizards? Was it casual? Or intentional? What a grand gesture..."

A wizard's magic embodies his principles of thought and a certain aesthetic.

Locke's powerful magic allowed Camilla to sense a certain spiritual intent within it.

The five dark wizards facing Camilla are locked in a fierce battle.

With her hands behind her back, the witch Camilla was a first-line wizard from a second-rate wizarding organization in the final rounds of the spell-fighting tournament, but in the face of these dark wizards, she was a powerful lecturer from the Nexus.

Two black wizards, both officially recognized wizards, had their arms bitten off by the carnivorous plant.

Camilla the Witch looked at them coldly. "With such meager skills, you dare to challenge the Cloud Arena, where Golden Crown Mountain and various wizarding organizations gather? It's laughable. Dark wizards."

The five dark wizards glared at Camilla with hatred, as if she were their enemy.

The power of the Twin Demon Realms appeared behind them. Suddenly, a huge mouth grew out of each of their five faces, and the mouths stuck out tongues, licking some kind of power in the air.

The next moment, Camilla's expression suddenly changed, because the porcelain that was originally in her spiritual light suddenly disappeared.

The sixth dark wizard emerged from the shadows among the carnivorous flower forest. This dark wizard from the Twin Demon Realms had a mouth growing from his left palm, and was holding Camilla Witch's natal porcelain.

"Hahaha, is this the witch porcelain from the Demon Pivot City? I stole it!"

Without her natal magic pottery, the witch Camilla screamed in agony, feeling as if all the magical plants were trying to unleash a magical backlash on her.

The five dark wizards from the Twin Demon Realms glared fiercely at the witch Camilla and said, "We want to participate in the Demon Realm War because we're not convinced! Why is it that just because we're all wizards, your talent is superior to ours, while ours is inferior?"

"Why are you geniuses who enjoy teaching positions, while we have to work in illegal factories?"

Camilla the witch's expression changed slightly. "You are all wizards at the first stage of crystallization. What do you mean by working in a black factory? That's impossible."

The six dark wizards burst into lewd laughter.

"First-stage crystallization? Oh, we stole this magic."

"You don't actually think we'd honestly study and research, do you? The world is like a rice paddy, and we're the harvesters. You produce, we steal, so why should we bother with painstaking research?"

"The price we pay is only selling our souls and bodies to the Twin Demon Realms. Although we will inevitably die a miserable death and will not live for long, and our souls will be eaten by the Demon Realms after death, we can still write our own legend."

"The Twin Demon Realm gathers dark wizards from all over the world who are willing to steal for the Twin Demon Realm. It's not just the Wizarding World; the low-level wizards and those with poor talent in the black factories of the Wizarding World's various colonies in the Endless Void are all our targets."

The sixth dark wizard said, "When I joined the Twin Demon Realm, I was already a first-ring crystallization stage wizard. However, I did not have the talent to become a second-ring wizard, so I offered my soul and body to the Twin Demon Realm."

"Now, I possess the [Thief Magic] system of the Twin Demon Realms. Lifespan can be stolen, magical artifacts can be stolen, everything can be stolen, even your emotions can be stolen!"

The dark wizard raised his left hand, and a large mouth opened in his palm, triggering a magical siphon that was directed at the witch Camilla.

Camilla, on the other hand, smelled a certain fragrance, which caused her to lose her composure. At the same time, faced with the opponent's magical drain, her mind was completely unable to hold on, and she began to collapse.

A myriad of thoughts, countless ideas flying about.

Immediately afterwards, the sixth wizard glanced at Camilla's condition, then looked up at the sky where the third-ring wizards of the Twin Demon Realms were fighting with the third-ring wizards of Mount Golden Crown, and then fixed his gaze on the Thief Saint Wizard.

During a lull in the battle, the Thief Wizard nodded slightly. Then, holding a small altar in his hands, he shot a beam of dark light towards the witch Camilla.

Soon, the witch Camilla's magic began to spiral out of control. At the same time, her magical pressure automatically simulated a state of death. In addition, when she smelled the special incense and was distracted by her thoughts, her body mistakenly believed that she was dead.

The death of a first-ring wizard is the day a demigod falls, a time of lamentation for heaven and earth, and the moment a whale falls to its death.

A massive surge of magic converged towards the witch Camilla's body.

She was not dead, but under the ritual of the dark wizards, she was forcibly put into the [Echoing State].

The sixth dark wizard raised a small altar artifact and aimed it at the witch. Immediately afterward, the altar released faint azure magical runes.

Streams of magical power converged toward the altar, absorbing the echoes.

In the sky, the incredibly powerful Thief Wizard stole the heartbeats, breaths, and soul pulses of two Fisher Wizards in succession...

Almost instantly, the two were forced into a state of being alive.

The master thief strolled leisurely, stealing something with every step he took, a faint smile on his face. But when he looked at the witch Catherine, a hint of wariness flashed in his eyes.

Even among the three thrones, there are differences.

He and Catherine had been rivals for many years, and he knew that she was working towards becoming a fourth-circle wizard. Moreover... he wasn't confident that he could steal Catherine's belongings without being seriously injured by her.

The witch Ekaterina said, "You first had the wizards from the Twin Demon Realms steal other people's identities and infiltrate the venue to confuse the witchers... Then you also stole the presence of your vanguard wizards, so that the witchers could always detect you, but could not pinpoint your location."

"As long as there are enough of you here, you can use the Demon Realm War to open the dimensional portal and begin the dimensional war."

The Thief Saint Wizard replied, "All correct."

Although the environment of the Demon World War is an objective one, it is definitely more advantageous to the side that initiates the conflict.

After all, they have the ability to choose where and when to start a war.

The five wars of Yunze Wetland are essentially harassment-like wars waged by a group of worlds that are confident they can avoid being located by the wizards of Yunze Wetland, or that they are unable to destroy it for some reason.

The Twin Realms is a world of dark wizards.

It's not that Yunze Wetland doesn't have a Black Wizard Alliance; rather, the Black Wizard Alliance of Yunze Wetland possesses an entire Twin Demon Realm hidden in Yun Lake.

The Twin Realms, located in Cloud Lake, are a reflection of the Wizarding World, an alternative possibility.

No one knows how the Twin Demon Realms were originally created. In any case, it was a world that wanted to be like the Wizarding World in everything, and learned everything from the Wizarding World. It was a world that parasitized the Wizarding World and hid in the Cloud Lake.

That world originally had nothing; it existed by copying and stealing concepts from the wizarding world.

Later, the Twin Demon Realms united with some dark wizards, and gradually, the Demon Realm Wars began.

The Twin Demon Realms have gradually become a symbol among dark wizards, holding a pivotal position within the dark wizarding community.

The thief wizard with a pair of black wings on his chest is a well-known figure in the Twin Demon Realms. He is a terrifying being who once emptied a medium-to-large-scale wizarding academy organization in one night, causing the organization to disintegrate.

The witch Catherine looked at the echoes of wizards rising and falling below the Cloud Arena. "I see. Only in the state of echo can a wizard's memories and some traits be plundered. This is what you mean by stealing talent."

"Although it's a bit of a stretch to say it, you can say it if you want."

The Thief Wizard's expression remained unchanged as he continued fighting the two third-ring wizards. At the same time, he smiled at the Witch Catherine, saying, "Witch Catherine, haven't you noticed? I've stolen your time. Your current perception of time... is flawed..."

"I'm not confident I can handle you, so the best way is to steal time and delay you. By the way, our boss is here this time too."

He pointed to the sky.

Below the solar eclipse, a dark purple passage to the Twin Demon Realms opened, and something seemed to be about to emerge from it, which restrained the fourth-circle Truth Wizard who was currently stationed at Golden Crown Mountain.

Catherine the Witch's expression remained unchanged, seemingly unsurprised by the arrival of the fourth-circle wizard from the Twin Demon Realms.

The thief wizard looked at Catherine the witch in surprise. "I shouldn't have stolen your hearing, but why do you seem unmoved?"

This is at Arena Number 1.

Locke is still fighting Antoine, and the two sides have reached a fever pitch.

Locke continued his fight, relying on the growth boost from the Porcelain Moon.

At this moment, the wizard Cole had already jumped onto the number one arena and was glaring fiercely at Locke and Antoine.

"Stop fighting! Watch me steal your echoes, I'm going to steal everything from you!"

The next moment, Locke condensed a peach-blossom thorn arrow and shouted, "Get out of my way!"

An arrow imbued with the divine spirit of a dragon was shot out, and in mid-air, the arrow transformed into a sun, from which a white dragon emerged.

At the same time, Antoine's eighteen magical artifacts shot directly at him. "Don't get in my way."

Therefore, caught in the crossfire of the two attacks, the dark wizard died instantly.

Antoine looked at Locke, his eyes serious. "Only you, I must defeat immediately. Otherwise, your very existence is a denial of my twenty-eight years of life!"

"I don't need competitors, I don't need like-minded people, I don't need competition."

"Locke, since the match is paused and there's no longer a restriction preventing the use of the Permanent Defense Field, let's just fight with all our might!"

Locke did not refuse. His magical pressure gradually increased as he fought against Antoine. The two of them gradually increased their magical power to the limit and moved towards the second circle stage.

Both of them are about to enter a period of spiritual decline.

Spell lightning appeared around Antoine. "This is my permanent defensive field, which no one in the Senate has been able to construct in the last five hundred years—Absolute Reflection!" A permanent defensive field appeared.

An incredibly powerful and invisible force field appeared around us.

Above the sky, Wizard Fisher couldn't help but turn to look at Antoine, his eyes filled with confusion. He couldn't understand why, in a battle that had already been paused, Antoine would use his last trump card when the outcome was still undecided.

Antoine, what exactly are you trying to do?!
The voice of the Thief Saint Wizard appeared in Fisher Wizard's ears. "Oh dear, you dared to be distracted while fighting me? Look what I've stolen, your... ultimate magic!"

Wizard Fisher's expression changed drastically as he saw the Thief Saint Wizard standing beside him wielding his immense magic, [Elastic Storm].

Wizard Fisher's expression changed drastically.

Because his magic has been forged four times and is a fully refined ultimate magic, and it belongs to the category of ultimate magic with an exceptionally large attack range.

It is the aesthetic crystallization of the Power School of magic. Even in its initial state, it can use the magical knowledge of the Power School to create a kind of elastic air with a certain elastic potential energy.

It can add a new physical rule to a small world, developing more possibilities.

In that world, it would be better if the world had added shock-absorbing spray; hurricanes and tsunamis would be weakened.

The original elastic storms are those that create constantly bouncing pulse storms and seismic echoes, as well as atmospheric slingshots.

But now his ultimate magic has transformed into something far more terrifying—something that can make the world go bungee jumping.

Once the opponent uses his ultimate magic on Golden Crown Mountain...

At this moment, Wizard Fischer's expression changed drastically, and he was filled with remorse. He had been so foolish as to let the other party steal his great magic because he was distracted.

The Thief Saint Wizard smiled, holding the elastic storm in his hand, seemingly contemplating whether to release it amidst the wary gazes of the crowd.

For a wizard of his caliber, such a fully forged, extremely powerful spell can only be cast once.

Once it's used, you have to return it.

But as long as it's released once...

The entire Golden Crown Mountain will resemble a drawn bow; no, the entire world will become a drawn bow.

This is a terrifying magic capable of destroying a small-scale plane in an instant.

The immense magic that wizards forge can, in essence, instantly destroy the physical rules of a small-scale plane.

The thief wizard looked at the witch Catherine and asked, "So, should I let it go? Old friend?"

Catherine the Witch's expression remained completely unchanged.

This gave the Thief Saint Wizard a sense of foreboding.

……

On Arena 1, the match was still being broadcast live, leaving many wizards who were watching the game speechless.

Because Locke and Antoine were still fighting.

Moreover, the two directly used the Permanent Defense Force Field, going all out in the battle.

Locke fired a Great Sun Arrow at his opponent, but the moment his arrow struck the opponent's permanent defensive force field, it was neutralized by an opposing force, and the Great Sun Arrow was bounced back.

The arrow, just as it was about to strike Locke, suddenly transformed into a white dragon and was automatically regained Locke's control.

Locke held the Peach Bow Thorn Arrow and the Overlord Fern Spear, and at this moment he was also shrouded in the power of Mister.

"A decent permanent defensive field, seemingly capable of absolutely reflecting all attack magic. Moreover, it can accelerate the magic, reflecting it back at increased speed."

Antoine smiled. "But I didn't expect that I still couldn't defeat you. Your arrows possess the spiritual blessing of the sacred dragon, and will automatically protect you."

"So even if I bounce back, it won't make any difference."

Antoine the wizard charged toward Locke, and at that moment, a dark wizard suddenly rushed in front of him, trying to slam the altar down on him.

The dark wizard exclaimed with delight, "I'm about to succeed!"

The next moment, Locke fired the Great Sun Arrow at Antoine, instantly killing him as well, but it was once again deflected by Antoine's Absolute Reflection.

Locke and Antoine seemed not to have seen the wizard from before, completely ignoring him.

Locke, on the other hand, used the power of Mist and Antoine, who was charging towards him, to create a permanent defensive force field.

The two individuals' enduring defensive force fields collided.

The collision between the two sides resulted in a massive conflict.

Antoine clearly hadn't expected that someone could actually fight him to a draw using a permanent defensive force field.

The two skeptical twin demons, both at the first stage of crystallization, charged towards Locke and Antoine once again. But as soon as they got close, they discovered that the terrifying force field formed by the collision of the Mist Force and the Absolute Reflection Protective Field turned into a storm and directly enveloped them.

As Locke stubbornly met the opponent's absolute reflection head-on, directly resisting the force field's intensity, the force field circulated back and forth between the two. Each reflection was amplified by Antoine's increased speed, but Locke possessed the power of two Mysteries.

For every acceleration he made, Locke would use his natural force field to push him back the same amount.

Use your life to rebuild yourself and create infinite power.

The two people at the center of the clash between the two powerful fields were unharmed, but the dark wizards who wanted to take advantage of the situation to ambush them showed expressions of terror.

"Is this the aftermath of a battle between a first-stage wizard?"

"No!"

'Boom~'

Locke and Antoine both reached their limits, and then the two force fields exploded, with the power of Mister attacking in all directions.

That's the power of Mist specifically designed to counter defensive force fields!
As a result, the two dark wizards who had just entered the first stage of crystallization and were trying to ambush them died instantly.

The five dark wizards who tried to approach them were sent flying, coughing up blood.

Antoine and Locke were both blasted away.

Behind Locke, the phantom of a golden two-headed dragon appeared, seemingly roaring. The next moment, this phantom was crushed by a terrifying dark dragon with... three heads.

At the same time, Locke's pupils turned vertical, and he laughed wildly. "So that's it, I finally understand what you are."

The wizard Antoine got up from the ground, his magic robes tattered. "Fighting you is such a waste of money."

The wizard Antoine wiped his mouth and looked at the destructive dragon behind Locke. "On the contrary, as we fought, I lost track of what you were."

"Locke, keep fighting with me. I want to prove to myself that I don't need any opponents!"

Locke snapped his fingers and summoned the Great Demon King, who then crawled out of the Fallen Blood Gate.

The Great Demon King was majestic and awe-inspiring.

At the same time, the Great Demon King looked at Locke, his eyes no longer filled with awe, but with fear. "The great dragon of destruction."

"Why have you summoned me?"

Summoning the Great Demon King has a special effect: at the moment of summoning, it absorbs the negative energy particle field from the opponent, thus gaining information about the enemy.

Antoine paused for a moment. “An archaeologist? Locke, you may indeed be my opponent. But you'd better not know who I am, or you'll only find despair.”

At that moment, the Great Demon King pointed at Antoine and said, "His soul was once that of a third-ring wizard..."

Locke looked at Antoine with surprise.

Antoine smiled, a smirk playing on his lips. "I'm not a third-ring wizard; that was my past life. I have no memories of the past; I'm a completely new person. But..."

"I possess a vast amount of magic power inherited from my previous life."

Locke asked, "Is this possible?"

Wizard Antoine said, "Then what do you think a Third Ring Wizard is? As long as a wizard possesses Crown Magic... he will be a true god, the great wizard truly referred to by the various demon gods of the Void Plane."

"Even if the body dies, the soul dies, the mind dies, and the magic is broken, a third-circle wizard can still start over."

“I told you, knowing the truth will make you despair. You are fighting a third-ring wizard who has started all over again. Locke…” Wizard Antoine looked at Locke in surprise, because Locke’s eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

Antoine suddenly changed his arrogant demeanor and laughed. "You're quite amusing. You wouldn't happen to be some old codger from the Third Ring Road starting over, would you?"

"Have we met before?"

“Forget it, it’s a new life, no need to bring up the past.” Antoine said, “Locke, you have indeed driven me to the brink.”

"The magical power required to use Absolute Reflection is terrifying, so no one in the Senate has been able to learn it for the past five hundred years. This is the defensive magic that I created back then..."

Antoine looked at Locke with a complex expression. "Locke, you've made me feel the reality of this world again. It turns out... this world isn't just my playground... you've made me truly experience the life of Antoine Fisher."

“Since that’s the case.” Antoine raised his right hand, channeling all his magical pressure into a single spell. “I will use this last spell to settle things with you. Let’s see if I can return to my original state, or if you will drag me down from my pedestal and force me to start all over again.”

"I have poured my destiny into this arrow."

(End of this chapter)