Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

Flames erupted. A scorching, destructive aura swept over us.

Charlie's mind was buzzing; he hadn't even processed the devastating news of his loved ones' deaths when the attack was already imminent.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, circulating his life energy to form a defensive barrier, and simultaneously casting the Wizard's Shield. The two defenses intertwined, forcefully blocking the energy impact in front of him.

Inside the now-ruined hall, eerie blue flames burned amidst the broken walls and rubble, the intense heat distorting the very air.

Charlie, who was thrown back by the shockwave, quickly regained his balance and fixed his gaze on Mante, who was a hundred meters away.

With grey-blue eyes, a black robe, and a staff in his hand, this is the wizard behind Kustu, and one of the culprits who destroyed the capital and killed his family!

Wait a minute, this person... I think I've seen him before.

It happened at the Silver Blood Academy!

"Dawn Society?" Charlie's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper scraping, yet it carried a chilling edge.

The next instant, he rushed toward Mante.

Seeing that Charlie was still alive, Mante condensed the dark blue flames again and blasted them towards Charlie like cannonballs.

This time, the flames were smaller but more concentrated, and their speed was almost twice as fast.

At the same time, the two henchmen also reacted and began casting spells to coordinate with Mante's attack.

"After disappearing, he had a stroke of luck, improved his strength, and became a mid-level apprentice? It seems that idiot Kustu didn't even figure out the kid's true strength."

Mant was somewhat surprised that Charlie had survived his attacks; this was something no novice apprentice could do, and Charlie must have broken through to a higher level.

"But it doesn't matter, I have witchcraft tools and subordinates, so I have the advantage."

"Once he's crippled, torture him severely to extract the secrets of his life!"

.....

Instead of slowing down when faced with the attack, Charlie crashed into it directly.

With the dual defenses of a defensive barrier and a wizard's shield, plus a well-trained body, his defenses are impenetrable to anyone other than a high-level apprentice or sorcery like the Cutting Blade!

The incoming magic was directly shattered by him; the flames landed on the ruins and exploded instantly, leaving behind deep craters belching black smoke and flying stone chips.

"What?"

Mante and the others were startled and rushed forward despite the witchcraft. Was this some kind of battle-body wizard?

Before they could react, Charlie suddenly lunged at their faces.

He might not be as skilled in witchcraft as Mant, but when it comes to close combat, he could kill Mant instantly with his life-energy breathing technique and his cutting blade!

This witchcraft was created by Mr. Luo, and it comes in two versions: a witchcraft version and a breathing technique warrior version.

One uses magic to create energy blades, while the other uses life energy and weapons to wield them.

But regardless of the version, this skill is terrifyingly powerful in terms of lethality. I spent a lot of effort to exchange for both versions.

He channeled his life energy and magic into his hands, and with a whistling sound as he cleaved through the air, he slashed at Mante and his men.

The energy barrier trembled violently, and Mante's expression changed. He hurriedly activated his magic to try to reinforce the barrier.

But the next moment, with a cracking sound, Mante's protective magic could not withstand the pressure and shattered.

If even the strongest Mante was like this, what about his weaker subordinates, and Hawke, who was just a mortal?

He was cut in half at the waist and then died slowly in agony.

Mant was jolted back by the chop, feeling as if his internal organs had shifted, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. A flicker of fear crossed his eyes. "What kind of opportunity did you obtain?!"

"Don't ask so many questions about a dead man!" Charlie roared, lunging forward and thrusting his right hand straight at Mant's heart!

Mante's expression changed drastically. He quickly swung his staff at Charlie while dodging to the side.

But Charlie's right hand grazed his shoulder, drawing a deep, bone-revealing gash from which black blood gushed. He winced in pain, his eyes filled with venomous hatred. "You're asking for it!"

Mante suddenly retreated, and at the same time, a blinding light burst forth from the tip of his staff, instantly condensing into a huge fiery python that lunged at Charlie as if it had a mind of its own.

Seeing this, Charlie made a decision instantly, igniting his life force—a burst of vitality that temporarily boosted his physical functions.

He accelerated again, like a blur, and circled behind Mant, smashing his fists toward the back of Mant's head.

When Mante sensed the attack from behind and tried to turn around to defend himself, it was too late.

Bang!

Bangbang slammed two fists into Mant's head, the sound of bones cracking clearly audible.

An apprentice can't survive if his head is smashed.

Mante's body went limp and collapsed, the staff in his hand falling to the ground with a clatter.

Without a user, the fire serpent dissipated.

Charlie, panting heavily, looked at Mant's corpse, and his anger subsided slightly.

Some of the revenge for their relatives was taken, but the Dawn Society still exists.

The Dawn Society, the Dawn Society of Silver Blood Academy, according to Kutus, appeared nine years ago.

Nine years ago, wasn't that three years after I enrolled in school? It was also the year Wu Ke died.

There must be some kind of causal relationship involved.

Thinking of this, he turned and found the two men he had cut in half at the waist.

With such a severe injury, the apprentice would definitely die if he didn't find a way to heal it, but at least he could hold on for a while.

This process is absolutely painful.

"What is the Dawn Society's objective? How many strongholds does it have? How many people have arrived?"

"Tell me, and I'll give you both a quick death!"

Upon hearing this, one of the half-bodied men quickly shouted, "I'll talk! I'll tell you everything!"

"It seems they're going to use a special scroll to collect enough gifted children for some kind of experiment, but I don't know the specifics!"

"As for strongholds, I... I don't know how many. Hmm, including Black Raven Ridge, there should be no fewer than ten. Alright, give me a quick death—"

Before he could finish speaking, Charlie killed him.

Seeing this, another person roared and cursed, "Damn it, don't get cocky!"

"Who do you think you're going against? The president is already a certified wizard, and there are other high-ranking members. An apprentice who goes against them is doomed!"

Before he could finish speaking, Charlie swiftly brought down his knife, sending him on his way.

..............

After killing the enemy, Charlie was unable to calm down for a long time.

He knows the president of the Dawn Society.

Andrea, a high-ranking apprentice, has actually become a full-fledged wizard?

Wait, the reel, and the test.

Wasn't Wu Ke discovered by Uncle Samuel using a special scroll?

"So that's it! Everything, everything, it's all because of that!" Charlie muttered to himself, his fists clenching involuntarily.

That scroll can detect gifted individuals. Through this screening, talented children are selected to create spiritual water that allows them to advance to become formal wizards.

That seems reasonable.

But there are some things that don't make sense.

Lokunlun had told Charlie that the Spirit Water was made from the source matter in the apprentices' minds.

However, extracting the source material is not something anyone can do; it's a technical job that requires a high level of precision.

If any wizard could extract source matter, the wizarding world would have ceased to exist long ago.

"But in any case, a formal wizard is not someone I can deal with."

Although Charlie was furious and wanted to kill everyone in the Dawn Society immediately to avenge himself, he also understood the power of a formal wizard.

Although he had the magic scrolls given to him by Mr. Luo, it was impossible for him to fight against a formal wizard.

The two are not even on the same level, and nothing external can make up for it.

Thinking of this, he took out his communication magic tool and contacted Luo Kunlun.

This was his only option; he could only rely on Mr. Luo.

At this very moment, above a trench somewhere in the Abyss Sea, a huge corpse is floating on the surface of the sea.

That was the corpse of a Titan Water Dragon.

Luo Kunlun killed it and is now absorbing its blood essence.

After defeating the Tide Crab, Luo Kunlun sought out this dragon beast.