Wizard: Starting from Escaping Another World to Pioneering

Chapter 106 The Big Shot Who Spends Money?

Just then—

Matthew saw a wizard apprentice.

The man wore a mask made from ghostly spirits, exuding a chilling aura.

The other person was wearing the robes of a sorcerer from the Sun School.

This person appears to be the Ghost Mask that Julianne and the others were talking about.

But to Matthew's surprise—

At this moment, the Ghost Mask is fighting another wizard apprentice.

And this apprentice, Matthew, also recognized him—it was—

Tom!

He didn't see the other person when he was in the apprentice hall because there were too many people.

Matthew almost forgot that this guy was also a senior apprentice.

He frowned as he looked at the system panel in front of him.

Tom's physical stats are not high; his mental strength is only 65 points, and his physical constitution is only 12 points.

His physical stats are even lower than Matthew's.

In fact, Matthew had already scanned Tom when they first met, but he was unable to do so due to insufficient mental strength at the time.

Therefore, this was the first time Matthew had checked the other person's physical condition.

However, despite his relatively low physical abilities, Tom was currently fighting the Ghost Mask to a standstill.

This is not because Tom possesses any powerful witchcraft.

He didn't even use witchcraft.

Tom temporarily suppressed his opponent using magical artifacts.

And it's a massive amount of witchcraft items—

His attire was extremely flamboyant, and he was dressed from head to toe in various witchcraft equipment.

The wizard's robe he wore shimmered with faint runes, every thread flowing with magic. Three short wizarding staffs were tucked diagonally into his waist beneath the robe, the heads of which were inlaid with deep, precious magical gems.

Even though Matthew wasn't short of magic stones, he was still quite envious.

The boots were covered in obscure magical patterns, indicating they were also made by a master craftsman. Judging from the speed boost they provided to Tom, they were clearly no ordinary boots.

The most outrageous thing was his hands; each of his ten fingers was adorned with a different witchcraft ring.

At this moment, Tom threw out all sorts of witchcraft props as if they were free, hurling them at the ghost mask indiscriminately.

He first threw out two alchemical bombs, then raised his right hand and pointed with his index finger.

The magic circle on the ring was immediately activated, and a thick crystal pillar shot out like a bolt of lightning.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"

With several loud roars, a deep crater was blasted into the originally flat land.

The enormous impact surged through the surrounding space, and billowing black smoke enveloped the vicinity.

Tom had no intention of stopping, as his thoughts raced.

A dozen or so scrolls flew out of his storage space and floated in mid-air.

Among them was the "Lightfall Technique Scroll" crafted by Ma Xiu.

Tom immediately channeled his magic, injecting it into several scrolls in the air.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

A series of spells exploded, bombarding the ghost mask.

Flames, lightning, and compressed energy spheres intertwined and released various magical energies, creating a terrifying scene.

This saturation attack actually managed to suppress the Ghost Mask.

The violent aftershocks of the spell reverberated through the space, causing Matthew's robes to flutter and slowing his steps.

Seeing this, Matthew couldn't help but marvel at Tom's attack methods.

"This guy is totally a pay-to-win player!"

Just then, Tom sensed someone approaching and turned around warily.

"Matthew!"

What are you doing here???

Tom could hardly believe his eyes; he hadn't seen Matthew for some time.

Unexpectedly, when they met again, the other party suddenly appeared in the wizard advancement trial.

"It's only been two weeks, and you've already been promoted to advanced apprentice?"

Matthew nodded noncommittally, his gaze fixed on the center of the sorcery bombardment, a slight smile on his face.

"Judging by this setup, you've used all your savings, haven't you?"

Tom snapped out of his shock and stared intently at the area shrouded in thick smoke.

"Now is not the time to talk about this."

"That guy is dangerous."

"I was only able to barely suppress him by relying on witchcraft items."

"You'd better run away quickly."

Matthew shook his head; it was too late.

A gentle breeze swept by, dispersing the thick smoke.

At this moment, a complete spell model has been formed on the top of the Ghost Mask's head.

The tornado vortex twisted and expanded, its terrifying pressure causing the earth to crack.

A disdainful sneer appeared on his face as he scoffed, "Your witchcraft props are nothing but petty tricks."

"True power should come from within oneself."

"Now I'll show you what real strength is."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost mask extended its right hand toward Matthew and the other man, pointing its index finger forward.

"We're doomed!"

Tom looked terrified, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He had intended to suppress the Ghost Mask with a barrage of magical artifacts, preventing him from casting that wind-based magic.

But to his utter surprise, in the short time he was talking to Matthew, the other party had already completed the casting of the spell.

The tornado vortex shredded countless rocks and trees along its path, sweeping towards the two with overwhelming force.

The vortex was moving extremely fast, and Tom knew he couldn't escape.

Despair crept onto his face.

Tom could feel the terrifying pressure emanating from the whirlwind and knew that the power of this witchcraft was at least 1200 degrees.

His strongest defensive item could only withstand damage of around 1100 degrees.

"Sigh! There are just too many monsters this year."

"They're outta here, they're outta here—"

"Matthew, you'd better run too!"

Tom secretly regretted that he had stockpiled a large number of magical items for this wizard advancement trial.

They practically emptied the entire Smith family's grocery store.

I had hoped to use these witchcraft items to hold out for a while longer, and perhaps even manage to squeeze into the top five.

Unfortunately—

Without thinking twice, Tom quickly retrieved the spatial fragments distributed by the school from his storage space.

This spatial fragment is different from the one obtained in the Blood Moon Space; it contains the unique sorcery mark of each apprentice.

Once crushed, it will be repelled by the Blood Moon Space and teleported back to its original location.

Just as Tom was about to crush the spatial fragment, he glanced at Matthew.

Seeing that the other party's expression was indifferent and unmoved.

"Matthew, what are you standing there for?"

"If we don't crush the spatial fragments now, it will be too late!"

"Do you want to die here?"

Matthew remained calm, his face showing no emotion, and simply said, "Tom, step back a bit—"

"Matthew, what are you doing?"

"Although I know you're not reconciled either, but—"

Matthew shook his head without offering any further explanation.

As he concentrated his mental energy, his magical power rapidly circulated throughout his body.

The heavy earth element in the air trembled violently and gathered uncontrollably towards him.