Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 232 Flaming Whip

My eyes have been opened!

Karl touched the few items he had acquired and put them into his spatial storage with a smile.

At over fifty years old, he is certainly not young for ordinary people, but he is still considered to be in his prime among wizards.

It's been no more than thirty years since he first came into contact with the wizarding world, so he certainly can't be considered knowledgeable.

Even as a second-circle wizard, one can still find many interesting things at the trade fair.

Originally intended only to attract the attention of the target, they unknowingly became part of the trade fair.

"It's about time we went."

Carl glanced around, adjusted his hat, and lightly tapped the ground with his cane as he walked outside.

As the owner of the Dream Market, even if you encounter an enemy, you cannot fight in the market. Otherwise, if you break the rules, who will dare to come?

"Big brother."

Someone in the crowd gave a signal with their eyes:

"That person is gone!"

"Hmm." Tass's expression remained unchanged.

"There's no rush yet."

soon.

Karl, who appeared at the edge of the Dream Market, took out the flaming whip and looked back thoughtfully.

"Didn't they follow?"

"Could it be that I'm too conspicuous, making them wary, afraid I have some powerful background? This... is going too far!"

After muttering a few words to himself, Karl cracked his whip and walked out of the market.

He didn't think the other party would give up this "fat piece of meat," and even if they did, he wasn't without means.

With a casual flick of his wrist, the long whip sliced ​​through a tree so thick that it would take two people to hug it, instantly cutting the tree in two.

I hardly used any force throughout the whole process.

"This whip is pretty good!"

Karl's eyes lit up. This sharpness was almost divine, and spending fifty magic stones was well worth it.

of course,

Someone has tampered with the whip.

As long as it's in your hand, you can be tracked, and the whip's special features mean it can't be kept in storage for long periods.

If that were all, it would be fine.

Anyone with a cautious nature will think about this issue and then look for an opportunity to thoroughly resolve it.

But if you do that, you'll really fall into their trap.

Taking it briefly out of the storage space makes it difficult to pinpoint its exact location, but as long as it's refined...

The other party can then keep track of the location.

"It's impossible to guard against!"

Karl stroked his chin:

"These people must be experts at looting; their methods are quite sophisticated. Hmm... it seems they've really given up on me."

He shook his head, then lightly rubbed his two fingers together, and a subtle aura emerged, transforming into an arrow pointing into the distance.

"Have they chosen a target again?"

…………

Mammon clutched the spatial equipment at his waist, looking cautiously at the three people emerging from the dense forest.

One full-fledged wizard and two advanced wizard apprentices.

"What do you want?"

"Leave your belongings behind." The wizard opposite him spoke flippantly, waving his staff.

"Then you can get lost!"

"What if I don't stay?" Mammon scoffed.

"You think you can keep me here?"

"Heh..." The other person shrugged.

"You can give it a try."

Flash Spell!

Mammon flashed and appeared several meters away, simultaneously activating several auxiliary spells.

Where she had been standing, a gargoyle nearly seven meters tall with wings on its back appeared.

Bloodline witchcraft!

The gargoyle was transformed from a high-ranking wizard apprentice; its wings flapped, and its scarlet eyes stared intently at Mammon.

Having cultivated a gargoyle to this level, although not yet a formal wizard, its combat power is already nearly equal.

but……

I'll never have a chance to become a proper wizard in this lifetime!

Another senior wizard apprentice smiled slightly and took a step back, revealing a complex pattern beneath his feet.

As the patterns lit up, the surrounding environment seemed to change in some way.

Barrier Master!

Mammon's expression changed drastically.

These two advanced wizard apprentices actually possessed abilities comparable to those of formal wizards, in addition to a wizard.

Even a mid-stage first-ring wizard might not be able to win.

go!

She abruptly stepped back, and her wizard robes glowed with an ethereal light, the patterns on them seeming to come alive.

Take a closer look.

The pattern was clearly a series of one-eyed crows.

"Croak!"

With a scream, one-eyed crows made of flames flew out from the wizard's robes.

Dozens of fire crows screeched and charged toward the three people in the arena.

Mammon lunged toward the edge of the barrier, his staff slicing forward like a sharp blade.

moment.

The barrier was cut open by the staff, creating a crack.

Mammon's eyes lit up with joy, and he was about to take the opportunity to leave when a ball of flame roared in from the crack.

"boom!"

Flames exploded.

Mammon was also blasted away, and two more figures stepped into the barrier and joined the other three.

"Big brother!"

"Third brother!"

"Hmm." Tass nodded expressionlessly.

"Second brother, I told you not to rush into action. Prepare properly first. If it weren't for the timely arrival of the third brother and me, the person would probably have already escaped."

"Yes." The second brother, looking embarrassed, scratched his head and explained:

"This woman must have realized something was wrong, because she suddenly changed her course. I intervened because I was afraid something bad would happen."

"Never mind." Tas waved his hand dismissively.

"Let's deal with this first. Her belongings are very important to me, and I can't afford to lose them."

Three official wizards!

In addition, there are two highly skilled wizard apprentices!

Mammon's heart sank, then he gritted his teeth, suddenly flipped his wizard's robe, and unleashed countless fire bees.

"careful."

Tass squinted:

"This woman's heritage is extraordinary; she can transform flames into various creatures. If I could obtain it..."

"A generous reward awaits!"

Before he could finish speaking, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then his expression changed drastically as he frantically retreated.

"Be careful!"

"boom!"

The charging fire bees were only the size of a thumb, with sharp mouthparts and bulging bodies.

If you look closely, you can see that inside that pulsating body, there is actually a mass of magma.

Lava that could explode at any moment!

The explosion of a single fire bee is nothing, but the power of hundreds exploding together becomes extremely terrifying.

The towering gargoyle was the first to be hit, half of its body torn apart by the explosion, screaming as it fell to the ground.

The barrier shook violently and then shattered with a crash.

Two advanced wizard apprentices...

dead!

The three official wizards also suffered minor injuries.

However, Mammon was also badly affected by this attack; his face was pale and his eyes were glazed, signs of a severe depletion of his mental energy.

escape!

Run away!

She forced herself forward, not daring to stop for even a moment.

"Damn it!"

Tas burst forth from the flames and roared:

"Stay here!"

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Karl, holding a flaming whip, strolled through the dense forest like a tourist, occasionally waving it around.

"Behold my Vajra Subduing Demon Whip Technique!"

The three-meter-long whip moved like a serpent in his hands, attacking from unpredictable angles, making it impossible to defend against.

The whip moves at will, striking wherever it's pointed.

He actually mastered a whip technique, though it certainly wasn't called Vajra Subduing Demons, and the moves were quite bizarre.

However, given the Holy Knight's level of skill and cultivation, he can wield any unorthodox weapon with considerable skill.

"call……"

The leaves in front of me are swaying.

The lush green leaves turned yellow and scorched at a visible speed, and then turned into ashes.

A fireball the size of a fist shot straight through the tree branches, forcing Karl to dodge to the side.

"Bang!"

The fireball plunged into the soil, struggled for a moment, and then bounced away, intending to continue moving further away.

"Still trying to leave?"

Tass’s cold voice rang out, followed by a ring of fire enveloping the fireball.

"The Soul Fire inheritance is truly remarkable. Even with the physical body destroyed, it can still escape in this state."

The trees swayed as the three wizards emerged in turn.

Tas looked at the fireball on the ground with delight, and just as he was about to step forward, he finally saw Karl.

"It's you!"

A man behind him shouted:

"Big brother, that fire whip..."

"I know," Tass waved his hand.

"What a coincidence!"

"It's you." Karl looked at the merchant who had sold him the Flame Whip and spoke with a smile:

"Your whip is really good. I just tried it out and I'm very satisfied."

"I'm satisfied as long as you're happy." The vendor chuckled.

"I was originally planning to let you go, but you delivered yourself right to my doorstep. It seems it was destined."

"Hmm..." Karl stroked his chin:

"Are you dark wizards?"

"Obviously." The vendor looked at him as if he were a fool.

"Enough!" Tass frowned, looking at Karl.

"You can leave now."

"Huh?" The vendor was taken aback.

"Big brother!"

"Shut up!" Tas hissed.

"Don't cause trouble."

?

The vendor opened his mouth, his face flushed, not understanding why they were letting go of the fatty meat that was being served.

However, he didn't say anything more.

"Tsk tsk..." Karl clicked his tongue and shook his head.

"atmosphere!"

"Unfortunately, I have no intention of letting you go."

"Whoosh!"

The flaming whip flicked in the air, growing longer with the wind, instantly becoming tens of meters long, and slashed down towards the three of them.

"boom!"

Flames burst forth on the long whip.

The men's expressions changed drastically, and fear appeared in their eyes.

What frightened them was not the approaching flames, but the terrifying battle aura emanating from the long whip.

That battle aura belonging to the knights, something they would never have paid attention to before, is now like a sharp blade pressed against their throat.

The stimulation made them tremble all over.

"puff!"

With a gentle flick of the whip, one of the formal wizards was shredded into countless pieces, and all his defensive spells seemed to have vanished.

"look."

Karl chuckled:

"This fire whip is really sharp."

"..." The vendor opened his mouth:

"Spare me!"

"puff!"

Before he could finish speaking, his head had already slipped off his neck.

(End of this chapter)