Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 62 Demonized Items

Karl carefully picked up the ring from the ground and examined it closely only after he was far away from the 'Forgotten City'.

The ring lay quietly in my palm.

It is unadorned, smooth and cool to the touch, with a simple yet elegant design and smooth lines.

It's just an ordinary plain band ring, yet it seems to possess a special magic that makes it hard to look away.

There are a few inconspicuous small characters engraved on the inner circle.

Carl whispers the spelling:

"Gu...Na..."

"Whoosh!"

These two syllables seemed to flip a switch, and the ring suddenly trembled and slipped onto Karl's finger on its own.

It chose the left ring finger.

"Snap!"

The ring tightened around his finger, and Karl felt a slight pain in his finger before everything returned to normal.

Upon closer inspection, one can see traces of blood on the inner ring, seeping into the ring itself, and the ring seems to be undergoing some kind of strange change.

Karl, as if struck by inspiration, spoke again:

"Guna!"

"Buzz..."

The ring suddenly gleamed.

In the light, objects appeared out of thin air, arranged in an orderly fashion, like soldiers awaiting a general's command.

There are seven items in total.

These consist of a helmet, breastplate, elbow pads, gauntlets, skirt armor, knee pads, and boots—a complete set of armor.

Following his intuition, Karl loosely clenched his fist with one hand.

"Whoosh!"

The armor hovering around him suddenly coalesced and lunged towards Karl's body.

They each found their proper place, fitting together perfectly to completely envelop Karl.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, a black-armored warrior appeared on the spot.

The armor stood tall, like a majestic mountain peak, exuding a solemn and chilling aura.

Every part and every piece of it seems to have been polished by time, shining with a cold metallic luster.

The design is very ordinary.

There are no overly complicated patterns or accessories.

However, while ensuring the wearer's flexibility, it does its best to increase the ability to resist attacks.

What truly surprised Karl was not the armor itself, but the methods he had just displayed.

"Hidden objects in the void?"

"Automatic assembly!"

Auto-assembly is a type of sorcery that allows the spellcasting item to automatically adapt to the size of the caster's body.

Void Storage is a second-circle spell, similar to the storage space in Kael'thas's memories, which can contain items.

This ring is engraved with two spells, one of which is a second-circle spell!

To know.

Whether there are any second-circle wizards in the entire Kingdom of Gondor is unknown.

"A demonized item!"

This was clearly a demonized item, and a demonized item of grade two or higher.

The owner of such an item must have been extremely powerful in life, yet he turned into a pile of bones before the City of Oblivion, which made him even more certain that he must never approach that city.

Karl raised his hand, and beneath the glove made of fine iron plates, a ring named Guna shimmered faintly.

Unfortunately, the seemingly indestructible armor was actually severely damaged.

Perhaps it's the passage of time.

Perhaps it's a past trauma.

Anyway,

This demonized weapon has lost its former power.

"but……"

Karl's eyes flashed, and his broadsword was drawn with a clang, the blade twisting in mid-air as it slashed towards his shoulder.

"when……"

Sparks were ejected.

Karl swayed slightly, a smile involuntarily appearing on his face.

As a nobleman, he had seen many suits of armor collected by the powerful and wealthy, but this one was more defensive than any he had ever seen.

Unless it's a full-force attack from a true knight, he wouldn't have much of a chance to get injured, protected by his armor.

"Splash..."

A faint sound came from behind.

Karl's eyes flickered slightly, and his armor instantly transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the ring.

He turned around.

He headed back the way he came.

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When Carl returned, everyone had already been awakened.

Three city guards shouted loudly, ordering the bodies of the pathfinders to be carried back.

Simultaneously.

They searched through the corpses, pocketing all the valuables.

No wonder they didn't confiscate Karl and the others' belongings at first; they weren't in a hurry at all.

Anyway, no one here can escape, so it's easier to take it when they die.

"Get up now!"

One of the soldiers kicked the slow-reacting Xiao Nan, cursing angrily:

"What a bunch of useless fools! They haven't found the end after all this time. Let's hurry up and keep exploring!"

"Um!"

Xiao Nan groaned in pain and struggled to get up.

He wanted to say that he had just arrived and it was none of his business if he hadn't found the end, but he knew that saying it would only invite insults and he wouldn't get anything in return, so he simply kept quiet.

"Sir... Commander."

At this time.

A person in the crowd raised their hand tremblingly:

"I have something to report."

"oh!"

The soldier turned around and looked on with interest:

"What is it? Tell me."

"Someone's trying to escape." The man swallowed hard, suppressing his fear of the soldiers, and pointed at Karl:

"That's him!"

Ok?

Karl's eyes darkened.

Xiao Nan and Leon's expressions changed drastically, and they instinctively tensed up, grabbing the weapons beside them.

"oh!"

The soldier turned around and looked at him with a mocking smile:

"real?"

"Really!" The informant nodded emphatically.

"I heard him say with my own ears that he wanted to leave this place, and he even asked other people if they knew any ways to leave."

"I'm asking you!" The soldier strode up to Karl and struck him on the shoulder with the hilt of his sword.

Is it true?

He held his neck high, looking down at the creature as if it were a disgusting bug.

The gestures were even more contemptuous.

"..." Karl pursed his lips:

"Yes."

"How dare you!" The soldier's eyes widened, his anger flaring, and he swung his arm to slap the soldier across the face.

"I told you to ask!"

"puff!"

The slap did not land.

A section of the sword blade pierced the soldier's throat and emerged from the back of his head, freezing him in place.

Karl slowly drew his longsword, letting the soldier's corpse fall in front of him, his face devoid of any emotion.

He moved too fast.

It was too abrupt.

To everyone's surprise, the crowd was stunned and unable to react.

Until a furious roar shattered the silence.

"what!"

"You actually killed Pete!"

The other two soldiers' expressions changed drastically, and they drew their longswords and charged forward with a roar.

Some of the people carrying the corpses screamed in low voices and hurriedly ran upwards, shouting something.

The ground trembled slightly.

Karl's figure vanished from his spot in an instant, his entire body charging forward like a tiger descending a mountain or a raging bear hunting its prey.

"Bang!"

The three of them collided heavily together.

The soldiers, clad in armor, possessed formidable strength, yet before Karl, they were like fragile clay dolls, easily broken.

Two figures were sent flying by the impact.

"Whoosh!"

Sword shadows flashed repeatedly.

Karl, wielding a broadsword, flashed to a spot several meters away, the heads of two soldiers already severed in mid-air.

Headless corpses fell to the ground one after another, blood gushing from their necks.

"I asked."

He turned around, looked at the person who had informed on him, and said in an icy voice:

"So what?"

"You...you..." The informant, his face pale, staggered backward, pointing at Karl and shouting:

"The city guards won't let you get away with this!"

"snort!"

Xiao Nan grunted and charged forward, shield in hand.

"Since we're all going to die anyway, might as well fight them to the death!"

"Yes."

Lyon chimed in:

"Let's fight them!"

The two men surrounded the informant and beat him.

The others remained indifferent, showing no sign of sharing the same hatred, and instead retreated one after another.

Jacqueline, Mond, Dunlop...

They all had indifferent expressions, looking at Karl as if he were a dead man.

"call……"

Just then, a sudden gust of wind swept through the arena, and a strong wind howled in the passage behind, and a figure appeared immediately afterward.

"Is there anyone who dares to resist?"

The newcomer glanced around the room, his gaze settling on Karl, his eyes turning cold:

"court death!"

Before the words had even faded, a blade flashed.

(End of this chapter)