Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 66 Secret Technique

"drive!"

"drive!"

On the path, powerful warhorses gallop at breakneck speed.

The rider on horseback looked panicked, glancing back frequently, desperately pushing his warhorse to its limits to increase speed.

rear.

The fog that permeated the entire Black City stretched out in all directions, devouring everything visible to the naked eye.

Fortunately, the fog wasn't expanding too quickly, and as the riders galloped away, the distance between them grew further and further.

"drive!"

After running over a hillside, the fog behind them was no longer visible, and only then did Hal breathe a sigh of relief.

"Stanford, I've won after all!"

He touched the package on his back, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

Even if Black City is destroyed, even if we lose our position as the city guard corps, as long as everything is still there, it's all worth it.

Moreover...

"I've long wanted to leave Black City. It's better now that it's destroyed. As long as I report the discovery of the Forgotten City, I believe His Highness Mevia won't blame me."

"pity!"

He gritted his teeth, and another layer of anger appeared on his face:

"If it weren't for Stanford dragging me down, I would have had a chance to get into the Forgotten City."

"And that thing..."

Recalling the scene from that day, Hal's eyes narrowed and fear filled his gaze, and he instinctively spurred his horse away.

Black City is a closed city; apart from the monthly caravan, no one else enters.

Infrequent entry and exit.

Then the road will inevitably be difficult to travel.

Especially after rain, the ground is covered in mud, making it difficult even for strong warhorses to pick up speed.

Before we knew it.

Hal arrived at a narrow mountain path.

Although this wasn't a narrow passage, there were low hills on both sides of the road, and the surroundings were deathly silent.

"Whoosh!"

The silence was shattered by a sudden whooshing sound.

Ok?

Hal, as expected of the city guard commander, was a top-tier knight. Despite being exhausted and injured, he reacted instantly.

Draw your sword!

Slash!

"Bang!"

A burst of light struck the blade and exploded instantly.

The rays of light were not just one, but a series of bursts, and their target was not Hal, but his mount.

Arcane Missiles!

"Whoosh!"

"Swish!"

A barrage of brilliant light, as powerful as a crossbow bolt, shot out one after another.

The narrow mountain road offered little room to hide, and even with Ha'er's skillful methods, he couldn't protect everyone completely.

"puff!"

A ray of light pierced the front hooves of the mount.

"Lülü..."

The warhorse cried out in pain, lost its balance, and fell heavily to the side.

"Damn it!"

Hal leaped up, roaring as he charged toward the hillside.

It was that guy on the hillside who did it.

"Bang!"

With a burst of power from his feet, the ground cracked open, and Hal was like a mad leopard, swift and frenzied.

The distance between the two closed rapidly.

Carl stood atop the hill, gently clenching his fingers as he looked down.

Witchcraft Trap - Mud!

moment.

The ground ahead rippled like water, the soil swirling and turning into silt that could trap anything.

Witchcraft traps are a common tactic used by wizards, usually set up near their manors or residences as a precaution and to defend against intruders.

Carl had only been learning for a short time.

The witchcraft traps he could learn weren't very powerful, but if used well, they could often produce unexpected results.

Just like now.

"Snapped!"

The trap was placed in a very tricky location, and Hal, who leaped into the air, inevitably fell into it.

Upon landing, not only was there no leverage, but the body also sank downwards, causing the forward momentum to falter.

opportunity!

Karl's eyes lit up, and he held his breath, waving his arms repeatedly.

Fire Mark!

Fire Mark!

……

One after another, fireballs the size of washbasins hurtled towards Hal, who had fallen into the trap, and exploded one after another.

"boom!"

"Rumble..."

In an instant.

Flames shot into the sky, and the explosions were deafening.

Even a top-tier knight would be powerless against such methods and would have no choice but to surrender.

"call……"

A sudden gust of wind swept through the field.

A howling wind swept around Hal, blowing away the incoming fireballs and flames before they even got close.

At that moment, he was like a demigod who controlled the storm.

With a single clench of his hand, a tornado several meters tall rose into the air and crashed into the incoming fireball.

"boom!"

Flames exploded, and the fireball and tornado dissipated simultaneously.

Dharma Seal - Storm!

This is the magic mark engraved on Hal's body, and it is one of the reasons why his strength far surpasses that of other knights.

However, although this magic seal is powerful, it is difficult to maintain for long. Once it is used up, it will be impossible to use it again in a short period of time.

"A despicable and shameless scoundrel!"

"Bang!"

Hal pushed off with both feet, the mud beneath his feet dispersing, and he leaped high into the air once more, charging forward with his sword in hand.

"Go to hell!"

"snort!"

Karl snorted, first calmly downing two bottles of potion, then taking a step back and raising his left hand:

"Guna!"

moment.

A suit of armor completely covered him.

A black-armored warrior, exuding a cold and murderous aura, appeared before Hal.

"Is it you?"

Hal opened his eyes wide, his face contorted with rage.

He didn't know Carl, but he knew that there was someone who had ruined his plans.

The secret passage in Pit 2 was destroyed by this man, and Barnard, Walter, and others also died at his hands.

Even the chaos that started in the Raqqa market and spread throughout the city was caused by him.

This indirectly led to a shortage of city guards, preventing him from entering the interior of the Forgotten City.

"How dare you show your face in front of me?"

Hal laughed in anger:

"good!"

"Excellent!"

"Whoosh!"

The longsword pierced the air, tearing apart the air in front of its blade, and the sharp whistling sound was like an explosion.

Cloud Whale Sword Technique!

Legend has it that in ancient times there was a giant beast called the cloud whale, which could soar through the sea of ​​clouds and swim freely in rivers.

It possesses immense strength and is as agile as a swimming fish; the swordsmanship named after it is equally ruthless and fast.

Hal drew his sword from below, the sword light rising against the current, as if to tear the figure on the mountaintop apart.

"Bang!"

The soil on the hilltop trembled.

Karl crouched low as he charged toward the sword's light.

Lesser Spell Field!

The power of 2.1 erupted unrestrainedly at this moment, and the broadsword was swung, directly creating a series of afterimages.

Combat Technique - Gale Slash!

Nine sword shadows transformed into a sword curtain, carrying terrifying force, and enveloped Hal as he charged forward.

Battle spirit!

The two simultaneously unleashed their battle auras, and the invisible energy fields collided in mid-air, with bursts of wind erupting from the point of contact.

"when……"

"Jingle bells..."

Sparks flew everywhere.

The impact was as rapid as a sudden downpour.

The battle reached its peak the moment they clashed, with both men desperately swinging their swords to attack their opponent.

"puff……"

The broadsword grazed the armor, tearing through the plates and leaving a trail of blood.

"Um!"

Halko let out a muffled groan and retreated repeatedly.

"How could that be?"

He stared at Karl in astonishment, speechless.

He was the number one expert in Black City and the captain of the city guards. He had never encountered an opponent since he arrived in Black City.

now,

But it's located at the bottom!

If it weren't for the second type of magic seal steel body that increased his defense, he would have been seriously injured.

"There's nothing I can't do!"

Karl moved continuously, using the Eagle Step and swordsmanship to slash wildly at his opponent, focusing on a powerful and heavy attack.

On martial arts skills.

Actually, he's not as good as Hal.

In terms of strength.

He is stronger, but the gap isn't as big as you might imagine.

Hal's physique stat should have reached two points, but it was weakened by the suppression of the secondary spell field.

and……

Hal was injured and exhausted from fleeing from Black City, which is why he fell to the bottom.

"when!"

Combat Technique - Devour!

The sharp longsword transformed into a gigantic maw that devoured everything. The two passed each other, each staggering backward.

Karl looked down at his waist and saw a deep mark on his armor.

"Excellent swordsmanship!"

He gave a compliment, then turned to look directly at the other person:

"pity!"

Fire Mark!

"boom!"

A burst of flames instantly enveloped the broadsword in his hand, making Karl appear from a distance as if he were wielding a giant flaming sword.

Do not!

It doesn't look like it!

That was a giant sword made of flames.

The flames burned, the high temperature withered the grass and cracked the earth, making Hal feel as if he were next to a furnace.

Karl is also not immune.

But the potion he just drank contained a bottle of fire-resistant powder that he had bought at a high price from Sibel.

The effects of the refractory material became apparent, and the body felt as if it were immersed in flowing water, insulating it from most of the heat.

Even if a small amount of heat penetrates, it will not have any effect during the duration of the medicine's effects.

"Bang!"

The soil cracked.

Carl charged out again.

Gale Sword Technique!

A fierce wind swept through, flames danced, and sword shadows fell heavily, as if even the air itself had been ignited.

Hal was already at a disadvantage, and even with his desperate resistance, he still couldn't hold on and kept falling back.

This time.

Even with his superb combat skills, he could not hide his declining momentum; defeat was inevitable.

"Bang!"

The two swords clashed, unleashing tremendous force.

"Get out of my way!"

Hal roared, his eyes suddenly turning blood red, and dense lines appeared on his cheeks.

Ok?

Karl grunted and flew backward.

Despite having a clear advantage and about to slay his opponent, Hal's power suddenly surged.

If Hal's value was 2 before, then now...

It's 2.3.

Even 2.4!

Even with the weakening effect of the secondary spell field, it is still no less than Karl, which is completely illogical.

"What is this?"

"Secret technique!"

Hal gasped for breath, using the opportunity to regulate his vital energy:

"Every superior breathing technique has its own secrets that can maximize the activation of life force."

"Your power is great, but your lineage is too weak to be of any use."

He saw it clearly.

Karl was stronger than him, but his martial arts skills were of a very low grade, not even outstanding at the knight squire level.

The ability to defeat oneself is entirely due to one's strength and that invisible, strange force field.

"oh!"

Karl's eyes narrowed:

"Does every superior breathing technique exist?"

His opponent's strength suddenly surged, causing him to consider retreating, so he naturally didn't mind stalling for time.

The reason for this interception was that I felt I had a chance of winning and was well prepared, but now the situation has changed.

Continue,

Relying on the methods at hand, there might be a chance of winning, but it's too risky, and that doesn't suit his character.

"That's right."

Hal wasn't in a hurry to act; he needed to make some adjustments.

"You probably don't know at all that life seeds also have levels. The life seeds condensed by the superior breathing technique contain the origin of life, and only by cultivating the superior breathing technique can one become a great knight or a legendary knight."

"The breathing technique I practice is called the Sacred Rune Breathing Technique, which is a simplified version of the Hundred Phases Furnace Breathing Technique."

After a brief adjustment, his breathing gradually became steady, and his battle aura became increasingly concentrated.

"Only by mastering the essence of breathing techniques can one stimulate the source of life and reveal its profound mysteries."

"That is, a secret technique!"

"I see." Karl said knowingly, his eyes flashing.

"Are you telling me all this just to buy yourself time?"

"That's right!"

Hal nodded:

"Unfortunately, you're too foolish to realize this until now. Don't you think it's a little too late?"

"Heh..." Karl chuckled softly.

"The villain dies from talking too much; this saying is indeed true."

"Actually, I had originally planned to leave, but thanks to you, I unexpectedly gained something."

"Superior breathing techniques..."

"I have one too!"

Pfft!

Pfft!

……

The heart inside the body suddenly started beating faster, and pure life force flowed with the blood to every part of the body.

next moment.

"Um!"

Karl held his head high, his body trembling slightly.

"Snap!"

"Crackling and popping..."

In Hal's eyes, the other person seemed to have been inflated, suddenly growing taller and larger.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a three-meter-tall giant.

The Iron Giant!

"A secret technique?"

Karl raised his left hand and looked at his palm.

Thanks to the automatic assembly magic of the armor on his body, as his body size increases, the armor also increases in size, without affecting his movements.

"I need to say it..."

"Thank you?"

"boom!"

The soil beneath his feet suddenly exploded, and cracks appeared in the rocks below as the armored giant lunged at Hal.

The broadsword, which originally required two hands to hold, now resembled a short sword in Karl's hands.

A short sword engulfed in flames.

"Bang!"

The two swords clashed.

Hal was sent flying like a cannonball.

If Karl were in the Divine Realm Fragment and summoned his data panel, he would find that his stats had undergone a rapid change.

Physical condition: 3

It's a full 0.9 more than the previous 2.1!

Although he couldn't see the specific numbers, he could feel how terrifying his power was.

"It seems you're not entirely right."

Karl loosely gripped his left hand, slashing at his opponent with his 'short sword' while speaking:

"Different breathing techniques have different effects, and the breathing technique I practice is clearly better."

"puff!"

Hal coughed up blood and staggered backward:

"That's impossible!"

"I told you." Karl swung his sword in pursuit, his enormous figure resembling an ancient giant reborn.

"Nothing is impossible!"

A furious slash!

Slash!

……

"Bang!"

"when……"

"die!"

With a horizontal slash of the broadsword, Hal's body was split in two from the abdomen, his upper body flying out and spraying a large amount of blood.

Carl stood there, stunned, before finally snapping out of his daze.

Won!

"call……"

As his strength dissipated, his enormous body began to shrink, and a sense of weakness immediately followed.

Although the secret technique is powerful, it is derived from squeezing out potential in a short period of time and cannot be used for an extended period of time.

Karl composed himself, stepped forward, and picked up the package from Hal's body.

The large package was further divided into three smaller packages.

One of them contained two black iron sheets.

Ok?

Karl's eyes lit up.

His Giant Spirit Breathing Technique came from a similar piece of iron, but the contents on it were clearly different.

Without looking closely, he put away the metal sheet and then untied the other two small packages.

One of them contained four fist-sized, round metal pieces, similar to coins but larger.

Another box contained a wooden container filled with meatballs.

Large coins?

meatball?

Carl shook his head.

These are all things I've never seen before, but the fact that Hal is carrying them with him at this time means they must be extraordinary.

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Vitley.

Aya and the others stood at the "city gate," watching the crowds coming and going, their expressions varying.

"Big sister," Xiao Nan said in a low voice.

"Is this Vitley City? The legendary City of the Blazing Sun? The Port of Freedom?"

"Yes."

Aya's voice was hoarse:

"This is the right place."

"It's not as good as I imagined," Leon said.

"Aside from the fact that there are more people, the buildings here are not even as good as those in Black City."

The grounds of Black City still contain former houses, with various three-story buildings and towering pavilions everywhere, though they have fallen into disrepair over the years.

Before my eyes...

What meets the eye are houses haphazardly pieced together from wooden planks, areas composed of various shacks, and narrow streets and alleys that resemble a maze.

on the ground.

Rotting rats and dead fish were everywhere, and urine and feces were piled up haphazardly, creating a nauseating stench that could be smelled from a great distance.

The road had no stone slabs, and the ground was all muddy. The low-lying areas had become sewage ditches where sewage was collected. The water inside was purple and black, and buzzing flying insects swirled around it.

The clothes worn by pedestrians on the road were also poor, mostly made of linen, and many people didn't even have shoes.

That doesn't matter.

None of them had shoes, and their hair was disheveled, making them look no different from the ordinary people in the city, so they did not attract the attention of others.

"The environment is a bit harsh, but there's freedom!"

Aya spoke, seemingly realizing her words weren't convincing enough, and continued walking as she spoke:

"Perhaps the environment inside the city is better. Keep an eye on your belongings, as there are thieves here too."

Just now, she saw at least three pickpockets.

These people were very skilled at stealing, and when they were discovered, someone would step in to buy them time to escape.

This is clearly an organized group of thieves!

"Big sister."

Xiao Nan stepped forward:

"What do we do next?"

"Let's find a place to stay first." Aya looked around:

"Investigate the area here, making sure it's safe, and then... wait for the uncle to come."

"What if Uncle doesn't come?" Leon asked.

The group fell silent.

"It's okay."

Aya took a deep breath and a bright smile appeared on her face:

"We lived differently in Black City before Uncle Karl came, and we still do now."

"No!"

She gently shook her head:

"Now Xiao Nan is a knight's squire, and you, Leon, have also received the sign. We also have items we brought from the Black City."

"At least surviving isn't difficult."

"Um."

Several people nodded.

If Karl was the backbone of their little team, then Aya was their pillar.

Losing Carl might leave them feeling uncertain about the future and lacking a sense of security.

If we lose Aya

The team will cease to exist!

As long as Aya is still around, they can come together and have the confidence to move forward step by step.

…………

A tall tower in the city.

A burly figure stood atop the tower, arms outstretched, embracing the approaching figure from afar.

Welcome to Vitley City!

"My dear people!"

(End of this chapter)