Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 233 Demiplane

"You can't kill me! My mentor is the Fire Demon Wells. If you kill my mentor, he will never let you go!"

Faced with Karl's relentless advance, Tass, knowing he was outmatched, roared angrily and threatened:

"Mentor Wells is already a second-circle wizard. No matter how powerful you are, you won't be his match."

"oh!"

Karl paused, his brow furrowing.

"Fire Demon Wells is already a second-circle wizard?"

This is not surprising, since when he had just become a wizard, the other party was already looking for an opportunity to break through.

So many years have passed, perhaps they have already found it.

"good!"

Seeing Karl hesitate, Tass was overjoyed:

"Let me go, and this matter will be over. I will never tell my mentor about this and take revenge on you later."

"Heh..." Karl chuckled softly upon hearing this.

Do you think I'd believe that?

"Besides, Fire Demon Wells definitely has more than just you as a disciple. Would he go to great lengths to avenge you?"

"Yes! Definitely!" Tass took a step back and said urgently.

"I am my mentor's favorite disciple, and... and I have my mentor's blood in my veins."

"Is that so?" Carl nodded.

"Then I'm relieved."

"What?" Tass was stunned, then his vision blurred and a headless corpse appeared in his sight.

"You look familiar!"

"It's my body..."

As his head hit the ground, his consciousness sank into endless darkness.

After searching the corpse, Karl turned to look at the fireball on the ground, his eyes filled with curiosity.

"interesting!"

"This is the first time I've ever seen a spiritual body survive outside of its physical body before reaching the third level."

Only the 'soul' of a third-ring wizard can separate from the physical body; this is common knowledge in the wizarding world.

And now.

The fireball on the ground clearly belonged to a first-ring wizard.

However, this fireball was not a third-ring wizard's "soul leaving the body," but rather it was created using some kind of magical artifact. It is estimated that it can only be considered something like an "artifact spirit" in the future and will never be able to regain its physical body.

"Friend." A faint voice came from the fireball dancing on the ground:

"Thank you for killing the dark wizard, otherwise... I'm afraid I wouldn't have escaped their pursuit today."

"My name is Mammon, and my husband is Albert, a Soul Wizard at the late stage of the first ring."

The Soul Wizard Albert.

Carl said he had never heard of it.

However, he could hear the wariness in the other person's voice, as well as the restless desire to escape.

"Mammon."

With a smile, Karl straightened his back:

"It's a pleasure to meet you. Well then... we'll meet again someday."

As he spoke, he strolled away into the distance.

Ok?

They just left like that?

Mammon was taken aback, then manipulated the fireball to hop and skip after them:

"Friend, could you please do me a favor? I will repay you handsomely once it's done."

"What kind of help?"

"My husband is injured and needs some medicine, but I have no way to send it over right now."

"Given your current situation, are you still thinking about your husband?"

Karl stopped, glanced back, and then shook his head:

"It's not that I don't want to help you, but as you can see, I just offended a second-circle wizard and I'm in a precarious situation myself."

"Well……"

"You can go back."

Flight!

With a light wave of his staff, Karl transformed into a wisp of wind and flew towards the sky, disappearing in a few flashes.

Should we go back?

Mammon glanced back; thick fog shrouded the valley.

Dream Market?

She's in a precarious situation, like a fish on a deck, completely defenseless against malicious people.

She finally encountered a wizard who didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards her, but he had no intention of helping her.

I thought about it.

Mammon controlled the fireball and leaped toward the Dream Market.

By now,

She had no choice but to give it a shot.

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Karl, disguised as "Connie" and the master of the Dream Market, sat on a stone chair, looking at Mammon, whom he had just parted ways with.

To show his sincerity, Mammon dispelled the flames on his body, revealing his true form.

It resembles a crystal ball about the size of a fist.

The core of the crystal ball is a constantly rotating star, and Mammon's consciousness resides within it.

This is a pseudo-Tier 3 inherited magical artifact.

Although its rank is not low, it is of little use.

Aside from possessing some spatial equipment capabilities, it can only serve as a 'shell' for storing consciousness.

"Mr. Connie, it's a pleasure to see you again."

"Um."

Karl rested his chin on his hand, examined the crystal ball on the table, and began to speak:

"I can only express my regret about what happened to Miss Mammon; I cannot interfere in what happens outside the market."

"...It was my carelessness, no wonder Mr. Connie said." Mammon's voice deepened, and then he continued:

"I would like Mr. Connie to help me deliver the items to my husband, and I will pay him for it."

Carl frowned.

"Owner."

Evangeline spoke in a low voice:

"The Soul Wizard has a good reputation and is well-liked among the wandering wizards."

"Oh!" Carl raised an eyebrow.

"Do you know him?"

"I've heard of it," Evangeline said.

"A very talented wizard, with the potential to advance to the second ring. You should know that it is rare for a wanderer without a family backing to advance to the second ring."

"I see..." Karl nodded:

"Why don't you run the errand for her?"

"?" Evangeline looked embarrassed and whispered:

"Master, I have hardly ever left the Dream Market since I was a child, so I am not familiar with the outside world."

"Then who should go?" Karl rolled his eyes.

He nominally had four people under his command, but in reality, the only one he could truly trust was Evangeline, who had signed a contract with him.

Old Brin is an intelligence broker.

Anglie's identity is unknown.

Harvey had a grudge against him.

"This..." Evangeline was also at a loss.

"Call Harvey over."

Carl sighed:

"Let him make the trip."

Compared to others, Harvey has a wife and children in the Dream Market, and the couple is very loving, making it less likely that he would abscond with the donated funds.

"Yes."

Evangeline should be.

"Ugh!"

Carl sighed:

"I've put a lot of effort into this market, and I hope the results won't disappoint."

After seeing Mammon off, he took out the Dream Orb and began to refine it.

As his refinement deepened, the mist enveloping the dream market began to contract inward.

Once he has collected all the treasures, it means he can finally leave this place.

…………

A valley somewhere.

A group of people gathered at the Sixth Ring Road Tower.

Baden of the Green family narrowed his eyes, looking at the slowly opening spatial gate in front of him, an excited expression on his face.

"The Divine Child of the Goddess of Night!"

"Third tier..."

"If we obtain the remaining divinity within it, let alone advancing to the third ring, even the fourth ring might be possible."

Although he was only a second-circle wizard who had just advanced to the second level not many years ago, he had great ambitions.

Third Ring Road

Fourth Ring Road!

He even dreamed of becoming a fifth-ring wizard one day and taking over the family from the current head of the household.

This,

It must be obtained in this demiplane in front of us.

"Be careful," Barn said sternly.

"This demiplane is on the verge of collapse. Once the energy level reaches a certain point, it will generate spatial vortexes. At that time, even I cannot guarantee that I can rescue them."

"Yes." Baden nodded.

"Uncle, can we go in now?"

"Hmm." Barn glanced at Vulcan one last time:

"Old friend, could you please keep watch at the door for us?"

"Don't worry." Vulcan said expressionlessly.

"I guarantee nothing will happen within a month."

The wizards standing behind him looked resentful, their eyes flickered, and they lowered their heads without saying a word.

They discovered this demiplane, which contained many opportunities for advancement, but alas...

It was forcibly taken over by the Green family!

They are now not only unable to go in, but they also have to guard the gate for the Green family to ensure they can come out.

The frustration one can imagine is palpable.

pity.

The Green family is too powerful; even Vulcan, the Earth Controller and a peak second-ring cultivator, has to obey them.

"Wait a moment!"

Sudden.

One person in the arena had a drastic change in expression, clenched his teeth, and spoke in a muffled voice:

"Something happened to one of my disciples."

"Wells." Baden frowned.

"Now is not the time to deal with your personal matters."

Thinking that the other person would still be useful after entering, and that it would affect his future prospects, he softened his voice.

"rest assured!"

"If you help me retrieve my item, we'll be friends from now on, and the Green family will take care of your troubles."

(End of this chapter)