Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 12 [12] The Wizard of Tuta is severely injured, and new rules are implemented.

Its daybreak.

Wang Ya could see the azure sky and the colors of the rising sun through the window. Seabirds circled overhead and occasionally dived into the sea to find small fish for food.

The sight of sea creatures swallowing and spitting out their food was finally seen on the nearby waters, indicating that the crisis had passed.

Wang Ya pushed open the door and stepped out. Traces of the Thorn Sea Beast's slaughter still remained in the corridor: blood, fingernail scratches on the floor—everything testified to the terrifying events of the previous night.

He is definitely not the only surviving wizard newbie; he is probably still hiding somewhere.

Most importantly, the darkness has receded, and Wang Ya is not afraid of the Thorn Sea Beasts, a species he's almost sick of killing.

The air was filled with a foul, fishy stench of seawater, mixed with the pungent smell of human blood.

He frowned slightly, and when he came to the deck, the salty sea breeze washed away the smell.

Harak, perched on the shoulder, curled up, the light stimulating it to bury its head under its wings, continuing its day's sleep.

The gray robe billowed in the sea breeze, so much so that Wang Ya had to reach out and press down the hem.

The wizard ship seemed to have sailed to another part of the Endless Sea. The seawater was no longer as deep and murky as before, but instead had a clear quality, and the scales of fish, shrimp, and some sea beasts could be seen clearly.

Wang Ya gazed in the direction of the captain's cabin, a fleeting glimmer of blue light passing by.

[Hint: Information about the Tuta Wizard has been successfully collected. Analysis results are as follows: Bio-energy decreased by 80%, and particle energy decreased by 70%.]

Every carbon-based life form has bioenergy, which, in a game context, could be described as a red bar.

Particle energy is equivalent to the blue bar.

Of course, a wizard cannot be measured by just two data points; the most crucial element is a powerful spiritual force, the medium through which the illusory influences the real.

Previously, the Eye of Truth lacked relevant data and could not determine which stage of wizard Tuta belonged to.

Comparing himself to Wang Ya, he boldly speculated that Wang Ya was at least a level three wizard apprentice.

What kind of opponent could inflict such a severe blow on such a powerful wizard?

Is he the one behind the release of the dark and thorny sea monsters?

It was obvious they were after the wizard ship, with the intention of leaving no survivors.

Wang Ya frowned slightly, unable to find any clues, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Most importantly, he survived. The Wizard of Tuta must have repelled the enemy, which resulted in him being severely injured.

The days to come may not be peaceful, as Wizard Tuta is, after all, in a state of serious injury.

I stroked the black feathers of Harak on my shoulder; in a relaxed state, they were soft and warm to the touch, which traveled to the skin of my palm.

Harak's strength increased rapidly after undergoing benign mutation of the Thorn Heart. His strength and flight capacity were not much different from his previous size. Even if another accident occurred, he was confident that he could survive on the sea.

One must be strong to forge iron; personal strength is the most important thing, and only one can walk the path of a wizard.

Some footsteps interrupted Wang Ya's thoughts. They were the surviving new wizards, their faces and bodies covered in blood and filth.

Anna, who was among the proud members of the Wizarding Exchange, was no exception. Her red hair, which could burn the air, was sticky and covered in filth that reeked of foul odors.

"Oh my God, I'm still alive! Those damned monsters deserve to go to hell and suffer for thousands of lifetimes."

"Look at this beautiful sky, the fragrant sea breeze, everything is so wonderful. It's a pity that my good friends, several old buddies, all died at the hands of those monsters. It's so heartbreaking."

"It's so good to be alive! Why were there such monsters on the wizard's ship? Where did Wizard Tuta go, and what is he doing?!"

The group of new wizards vented their pent-up frustration without regard for their image.

Some shouted loudly.

Some took off their smelly clothes, stretched out their arms, and started running on the deck.

Some were crying, or even complaining about the wizard Tuta, and everything else they could complain about.

After a moment's thought, Wang Ya knew exactly how these new wizards had managed to survive.

My feet unconsciously moved toward the edge of the deck, and the stronger sea breeze dispelled the smell that made me frown.

Compared to these new wizards, the almost spotless gray robe was undoubtedly too eye-catching.

Many freshmen also saw Wang Ya and asked, "How did he survive? His clothes are so clean. Is there some kind of method we don't know that he can avoid the Thorn Sea Beast?"

Anna was also a little surprised, but she didn't think too much about it, just assuming that the guy was lucky.

The stench on her body was almost unbearable; she had to find a place to wash herself five or ten times before throwing away these damned, filthy clothes.

Suddenly, her pupils contracted as an unexpected person stepped out.

His entire body was covered in lacerations, most of his face was bitten off, and a third of his scalp was detached. He looked like a vengeful ghost and was still bleeding. Such injuries were beyond the healing power of a novice wizard.

It was Arthur! He wasn't dead yet!!

With his empty left arm, he limped out, looking utterly miserable.

On his face, which was on the verge of collapse, a chilling smile finally appeared the moment he saw Anna.

It was Anna, his woman, the one he loved.

He has lost too much; he absolutely cannot lose this woman.

Many of the new wizarding students were horrified by Arthur's appearance. If it weren't for the facial features and clothing, they might not have recognized him at all. He looked utterly pathetic!

The disfigurement, coupled with the loss of his left arm, will likely have a significant impact on his path as a wizard.

While the wizarding world does indeed possess extraordinary potions that can regenerate severed limbs, or other methods, these are definitely not things that low-level wizards can obtain.

Anna saw the meaning in Arthur's eyes; it was a kind of infatuation. In her mortal days, she had seen too many men who submitted to her.

This also means that Arthur can no longer live without her.

He might have been happy in the past, but he was definitely not the Arthur he is now.

Anna felt a deep disgust for that hideous face and ugly body.

She didn't give Arthur much of a look, turned around and walked towards her room, where she needed to wash off the dirt.

Arthur froze, his pupils dilating. That cold feeling... was it still Anna? Where had the gentle and kind Anna gone?

A greater sense of despair and rage welled up within her, especially under the piercing gazes of the other new wizards. No, my Anna couldn't possibly be like this; something must have gone wrong.

Arthur glared menacingly at the new wizards on the deck, as if he wanted to devour them.

His position is the highest, and it remains so; there will absolutely be no change.

He possesses top-tier talent and the opportunity to inherit a wizarding legacy. How dare these damned, lowly freshmen cast such pitying and gloating glances at him?!

Then, Wang Ya, with clean clothes and a calm expression, came into Arthur's view.

For some reason, this appearance of Wang Ya made him even more disgusted, even angry and resentful.

Arthur stumbled toward the cabin. He had to find out what was wrong with Anna. Was she frightened by the Thorn Sea Beast, which was why she was being so cold to him?

A strange light flashed in Wang Ya's eyes. This was so different from the Arthur he knew. What kind of shock had caused him to become like this?

It's just like a stray dog ​​with a broken leg, barking wildly everywhere, afraid that its owner will abandon it, showing off its strength.

But it doesn't matter, it's not his business, as long as we don't mess with him.

Wang Ya looked towards the captain's lounge, wondering what had happened to Wizard Tuta.

Logically, they should have shown up to restore order and determine flight routes.

(End of this chapter)