Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 643 The Sect Master's Book at the First Ring Crystallization Stage: Summoning the Demon God!
Locke unleashed his dragon's might upon Warwick and McKinley, and a terrifying three-headed dragon appeared behind him, with dark golden scales, a mutilated body, and a dreadful gaze.

In an instant, the ancient creature bloodlines within both Warwick and McKinley surged forth with a fear originating from the depths of their being, a fear rooted in their very being.

Because of this fear, the illusion is naturally broken.

Warwick and McKinley blinked, only then realizing that they hadn't entered the city at all, but were instead stuck at the city's docks, where they saw the brick paintings.

Wizard McKinley suddenly realized. "No wonder I felt that Warwick and I were having such extreme emotional swings. It turns out we were under the spell of the Enchanting and Illusion schools."

The wizard Warwick stared at the brick painting with a solemn expression. "I am now increasingly convinced that the owner behind this tomb is the wife of that nameless king."

"Vizantine brick paintings are a famous product of the Wizarding Empire, and were common in the Imperial Age. But in the Age of Stars, they have become a luxury item."

"This doesn't seem to be a complete Vizantine brick painting. It has been modified with some Transfiguration magic, but not much."

“If the owner of the tomb complex is merely a monarch of a magical kingdom, or even a princess, and not even a witch king, then she absolutely cannot afford such a thing as the guardian of the tomb complex.”

"This person must have held a very high position in the era of stars."

"But Princess Loom has never had any connection with any of the known great figures of the Age of Stars. She is like a discrete data point, a tree without roots. But given the wealth of this tomb, this is an impossible situation."

Therefore, there is only one possibility—

"She is very likely the wife of that nameless king."

Warwick the Wizard said, "It seems many of these intruders have died in this trap. In that case, let's hurry in."

The witch Shirley stopped him. "Stop. My junior brother said you could promise to copy some of the historical materials from your sect master's book and share them with Locke before the official operation begins."

Wizard McKinley looked at Warwick in surprise. "You're willing to do this?"

Warwick Wizard paused for a moment, then looked at Locke and smiled, “Absolutely, absolutely. I was too impatient and had forgotten such an important matter.”

Warwick snapped his fingers, summoning his Book of Demons. The paper demons opened their mouths as if spitting something out.

Soon, the paper demon god spat out a demon egg into the Book of Dragons, and then the paper dragon that Locke's Book of Dragons transformed into opened its mouth and swallowed the demon egg.

The Book of Dragons suddenly became bloated, as if it had eaten too much and was unable to digest it all at once.

Historical materials need to be read and organized.

Reading helps us digest historical materials, while organizing them enhances our utilization of them.

However, after absorbing these historical materials, the magical pressure of his Dragon Book rose rapidly, quickly breaking through the shackles of the first-level crystallization and reaching the level of the first-level crystallization, which was 9999.

Warwick the wizard was taken aback. “Locke, I just copied my historical records for you, and there must have been some information loss in the process, so I thought the magic pressure of your Book of Dragons could only be just over 9000.”

"It seems you've gained something else."

Locke said, "Yes, I've done a few deals with other archaeological wizards."

The biggest reason for this situation is actually the Queen's Chessboard.

But Locke didn't need to say it aloud.

Even the White Wizard doesn't have that much money and often uses the Queen's Chessboard.

Wizard McKinley scoffed, “Before, the archaeology wizards had a ‘Great Historical War’ because of the plundering of historical materials. Later, those high-ring archaeologists hired an Origin Contract Master to place a curse on the Sovereign Book of all our archaeology wizards. Any historical materials obtained through robbery and exploitation will, in turn, curse us.”

"This brought an end to that brutal war over historical materials."

"It also ended the history of archaeological wizards killing each other or enslaving one another. But as a result, trading historical materials became a taboo topic among us archaeological wizards. For archaeological wizards, it's not a big deal to copy the historical materials they have painstakingly collected and hand them over to others. The only risk is that copying might damage the materials and have a slight impact on them."

"But psychologically, we definitely can't accept it."

"Warwick, you are so magnanimous."

Warwick chuckled. "I was already in despair. Of all the resources I had access to, no potion master was willing to help me concoct the Abyssal Werewolf Potion. Abyssal potions are rarely studied in depth by wizards, and potion masters are quite wary of them."

"Not to mention the Abyssal Werewolf Potion."

"But I was lucky enough to meet Locke. I was grateful, and I knew that the only thing I had that could attract him was historical materials, so I was naturally willing to trade them with him."

"As for this time... as long as I can decipher the Tomb of the Nameless King and embark on the path of a second-ring archaeologist, I naturally have no regrets about the historical materials. As for copying the historical materials, it requires taking certain risks."

"That is certainly a necessary sacrifice."

Wizard McKinley shook his head slightly. "You're quite willing to part with them. If it were me, I definitely wouldn't. These historical records are like my children. Even if you killed me, I wouldn't give them to any other wizard."

"You're being too generous, Warwick. That's not good."

Warwick Wizard said calmly, "It's up to the individual's choice."

At this moment, Locke's Book of Dragons had obtained a large amount of historical information, which met the basic conditions for casting the [Summon Demon God] spell. Therefore, Locke began to chant the incantation, and at the same time, the Book of Dragons underwent a certain transformation.

The Book of Dragons began to look lifelike, vivid and realistic, like a real fire-breathing dragon.

Warwick looked at Locke with some surprise. "I originally thought that even if you obtained my historical records, it would take you at least ten years to successfully use [Summon Demon God]!"

"Or it might take longer. But I think you're far more talented than I expected, being able to use the most powerful magic in the first stage of archaeology—[Summon Demon God]—immediately after obtaining my historical materials!"

Locke nodded slightly, offering no further explanation.

I did indeed use the Queen's Chessboard, which saved me a lot of time studying archaeology.

This is one of the advantages of interdisciplinary research; sometimes you can discover things in other fields that can greatly advance your own area of ​​research.

The wizarding civilization has become far too complex, with too many branches. Many devices or pieces of knowledge that could greatly advance other fields have remained unexplored for a long time due to knowledge barriers.

It can be said that a wizard who can combine the strengths of various schools is already a kind of talent needed by the current wizarding civilization.

The fire-breathing dragon roared, and the paper-folded fire-breathing dragon seemed to have become like a real second-ring level life form, with terrifying magical pressure, powerful melee combat ability, and dragon fire appearing on its teeth, along with the smell of sulfur.

Of course, upon closer inspection, one can also see that this giant dragon is made of folded paper.

Summoning the Demon God involves gathering all historical materials to strengthen the Book of the Sovereign, enabling it to fight and unleash the power of all the historical materials accumulated by the archaeological wizards so far. Of course, the three archaeological wizards could also sense that Locke was currently only able to use the [Summon Demon God] spell model.

Because Locke has not yet thoroughly compiled and organized the historical materials, the dragon's strength remains limited.

If Locke could calm down and spend ten years organizing it, he could completely elevate the dragon's power to several levels again.

Locke jumped onto the back of the fire-breathing dragon and said to the three of them, "Jump on. Let's ride the dragon and fly in; that way we might avoid many of the traps on the city roads."

The witch Shirley nodded and jumped up.

McKinley and Warwick exchanged a glance, and Warwick nodded in agreement.

"However, I estimate it won't fly very far."

The fire-breathing dragon spread its wings, soared through the sky, transformed into a fireball, and flew towards the city, overlooking the entire city.

Standing on the back of the fire-breathing dragon, Locke saw an aerial view of the entire tomb city, which appeared to be a giant maze, where wizards might get lost just by entering.

Moreover, the buildings within this city are constantly moving, like a maze of roadblocks.

The complex contains various buildings, as well as various demon races, and some golems guarding the passes and roads, seemingly protecting the master behind the tomb and safeguarding her posthumous honor.

At that moment, Locke sensed an immense pressure descending upon him from above.

The fire-breathing dragon is struggling against the immense gravity descending from the sky.

As the two clashed, bursts of magical lightning erupted from the fire-breathing dragon.

The magical lightning continued to strike in all directions, even damaging some of the buildings on the street.

The witch Shirley said, "It's a sealing spell from the Protection School that prevents flight!"

Warwick shouted, "I knew this would happen!"

"This mausoleum won't allow us to fly directly to Princess Loom's main burial chamber!"

"Locke, stop fighting! Otherwise, even the magic model for summoning the demon god will fall apart!"

……

In the city of the tomb complex, the wizards wearing the insignia of Storm Tower and belonging to the affiliated wizarding organizations of Storm Tower all looked up at the sky.

To them, the fire-breathing dragon appeared as a fireball conjured from magical flames, which crashed directly into the invisible barrier surrounding the central city of the tomb city.

The wizards of the Thunder Demon Society, an affiliated wizarding organization of the Storm Tower, all looked tense at this moment.

This mission came directly from the orders of the Smith family at Storm Tower on Molten Iron Mountain.

Moreover, it was the younger generation representative of the Smith family, directly under the supervision of Wizard Smith.

It is said that this matter may even involve third-ring wizards, and that it was an order from a third-ring wizard. However, it was only overseen by that young wizard Smith, who outsourced the task layer by layer, ultimately giving the order to their small wizarding organization, the Thunderlords, to carry it out.

Therefore, there can be no surprises in this matter.

The treasures of this wizarding realm must belong to them.

The wizard leader of the Thunder Demon Society looked around at almost all the official wizards their Thunder Demon Society had dispatched this time, a total of seventeen first-ring wizards.

The leader of the Thunder Demon Society, who himself had reached the limit of the first ring of magical pressure, said in a low voice, "If this matter is handled well, we will have secured connections with the big shots in Storm Tower. If it is not handled well, our academy will have to move out of the Storm Tower region."

“You are all familiar with the Smith family and the Storm Tower’s modus operandi. We must find the main tomb of this so-called Loom Princess as soon as possible and bring that treasure to Wizard Smith.”

The wizard leader of the Thunder Demon Society chanted a spell, and a bolt of lightning struck down, shattering a maze wall in front of him and an architectural carving on it.

They weren't archaeological wizards, so naturally they wouldn't care about the historical materials hidden behind these buildings, nor would they care that using magic indiscriminately might damage precious historical materials, causing some secrets to remain secrets forever.

At this moment, all they cared about was breaking through the maze of this tomb city as quickly as possible, finding the main burial chamber, and obtaining the target treasure inside through violence.

As for the rest, they are none of the Thunder Demon Society's business.

To the relief of the wizards of the Thunder Demon Society, the fireball in the sky eventually fell to the ground, failing to break the seal and directly enter the city's core, instead landing in the labyrinth.

The leader of the Thunder Demon Society wizards burst into laughter. "That's wonderful!"

"They also fell into the maze. But we have a treasure given to us by Wizard Smith that allows us to move in a straight line through the maze, as long as we keep destroying the maze's mechanisms."

On the other side, in another part of the labyrinth, were seven first-ring wizards from the Rose Council.

They all saw Locke's intention to break through head-on, and were now happy to see Locke's plan fail.

At this moment, the seven first-ring wizards of the Rose Council exchanged glances.

They were originally just fellow disciples, but after hearing that news, they came together to explore this 'wild wizard's secret realm'.

At this moment, Kenneth Evans, a flower language master at the first crystallization stage, said, "It feels like there are more and more wizards entering this city to compete with us. I think we should stick to our previous idea, dig a hole in the ground, and then cross these mazes to enter the main hall of this city directly."

"Then get that treasure."

“Otherwise, if we continue to waste time like this, we will have enough food and water in our astral rings. But the number of people competing with us is increasing. Moreover, the labyrinth is very dangerous. Even two wizards from our Rose Council have died here.”

Another flower language master at the first crystallization stage sighed. "There's nothing we can do. We didn't want to be like those wizards from small, insignificant wizarding organizations, wantonly destroying historical sites, but for our purposes, let them destroy them if they want."

"In the end, it's just a dilapidated city from who-knows-when."

"There's nothing to hold back. Should the living make way for the dead?"

A female flower language interpreter, Sueira Sharp, chuckled. "Exactly. I think this Loom Princess is quite the talker, but her aesthetic sense is just awful. This city is truly hideous."

"I don't see any value in it."

"He's just an ancient person who died many years ago. Let's grab the treasure and leave as soon as possible. We don't want to waste it fighting with these lowly wizards. We are wizards of the Rose Council!"

(End of this chapter)