Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 18 [18] Looting corpses to store witchcraft artifacts, purely for the benefit of others.

Whoosh!

The surging waves crashed against the hull, and a few splashes of water turned into shimmering ripples under the sunlight.

The strong inertia caused the new wizards present to instinctively grab onto the nearby area, and only after the tremor subsided did they slowly approach the deck and head towards the sea.

Having learned from yesterday's experience, the new wizards adapted better, and after the deck tilted and submerged into the water on one side, they jumped in like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Wang Ya once again sensed that malicious gaze fixed on him.

A cold smile played on his lips. With a slight shake of his shoulders, Harak flapped his wings and soared into the sky, gradually disappearing into the sunlight. He then followed the sloping deck into the sea.

Arthur had been waiting for this moment, and immediately followed, his eyes filled with ferocity and murderous intent beneath his black cloak.

Swimming was easy for Arthur, but his gaze was fixed on a figure paddling on the distant sea, a cruel look appearing on his face.

But he soon discovered that he was no match for his opponent in paddling.

Fortunately, Wang Ya's figure gradually slowed down, as if he had locked onto some sea monster.

The wizard ship behind us was almost just a small dot.

They've really gone quite a distance.

Arthur paid no attention to any of this, his eyes were only on Wang Ya, and he gradually moved closer, while fumbling for a magic scroll in his robe pocket.

Wizards take into account various usage environments when they create extraordinary items.

The parchment scrolls used in witchcraft have undergone various treatments, including waterproofing, heat resistance, and even a degree of isolation from disruptive influences, to ensure the successful activation of witchcraft.

This time, the particle energy is related to water.

【Corruption in the Water Prison】 creates a water prison area where enemies within the area are subjected to high water pressure, and the liquid present has a corrosive effect.

It is a medium-level form of witchcraft.

Having lost an arm, Arthur was much more cautious than he had been before approaching Wang Ya rashly.

In the convenient environment of the ocean, the range of the witchcraft can be increased to fifty meters.

As particle energy is injected, the existing formation above is activated, and the [Water Prison Corruption] accumulated within the compressed formation is about to be unleashed.

Suddenly, this situation was interrupted, and the sense of crisis between life and death made Arthur swing backward sharply.

A strange black shadow, moving at a speed too fast for the naked eye to see clearly, darted past its original position and plunged into the water without a sound.

What is that?!

Arthur stared in horror at the spot where the figure had entered the water, and he could actually sense an extraordinary aura emanating from that dark figure.

Are you kidding me? This godforsaken place actually has supernatural beings.

He didn't even notice it immediately, as if his senses were completely shut out.

Is this a trap?

Arthur, realizing what was happening, had already lost sight of Wang Ya. His heart skipped a beat when the other person disappeared, as if something terrible was about to happen.

"Damn you, Wang Ya, you're plotting against me." Arthur, who was holding a spell scroll, activated it at top speed. However, his heart, which had been pounding rapidly since earlier, was now gripped by a pain that seemed to reach the very depths of his soul.

The spell scroll failed to trigger.

My body is immobile!

The particle energy within Arthur's body became extremely chaotic, as if an engine had stalled.

A visible crimson color appeared on his face.

The extraordinary toxin, "Red Scale Poison".

A tiny wound, with trickles of blood flowing from her cheek.

It was that indistinct shadow that did the trick.

Arthur, belatedly realizing what was happening, had bloodshot pupils filled with anger and resentment, and his open mouth could not utter a sound.

The most significant characteristic of "Crimson Scale Poison" is paralysis.

The icy, bone-chilling dagger plunged into his heart from behind, injecting even more of the Crimson Scale Poison into his body.

Arthur's body stiffened, feeling the heat draining from his body. The seawater gradually turned red, taking away his life force with it. His pupils gradually darkened, and all expressions lost their color.

Life is so fragile! A single, gentle movement can take everything away.

Wang Ya's eyes were cold, yet a slight tremor ran through them. This was the first wizard he had personally killed, and an indescribable feeling lingered in his heart.

puff!

Harak burst out of the water, spread its wings to shake off the seawater, and its perfect body curves allowed it to immediately return to flight mode.

Sharp claws pierced Arthur's spine, and the small body unleashed astonishing strength, lifting Arthur's body and keeping it on the surface of the sea.

Wang Ya was startled just now; he was absolutely certain that what Arthur held was a magic scroll.

If it weren't for being prepared and having stockpiled the Crimson Scale Poison, and Harak's sneak attack that allowed him to infect the opponent's body with the poison beforehand...

Once the spell scroll is activated, the outcome of this battle is truly unpredictable.

The arrival of the sorcery scroll aroused Wang Ya's great curiosity. Such a precious item was not something a newly graduated wizard could obtain.

There was no way to obtain it on the wizard ship, except for a wizard named Tuta.

The gaunt figure of the wizard Tuta appeared in Wang Ya's mind, and the chilling feeling he exuded was still vivid in her memory.

Tuta the wizard will not interfere in the affairs of new wizards, much less produce something like a magic scroll.

A slightly tedious process of looting the corpse.

Arthur didn't have much on him, just some bloated white bread. The only thing that made Wang Ya frown slightly was the red metal ring hanging on his chest.

His pupils shimmered with a subtle blue light.

[Hint: Preliminary analysis complete: This item is a wizard alchemy item, a very fine storage artifact, and is subject to certain restrictions. A certain level of mental strength is required to fully imprint it onto one's spirit.]

Wang Ya's eyes lit up instantly. He was certain that the magic scroll in Arthur's hand was inextricably linked to this storage artifact.

The restriction on this aspect suggests that Arthur may not have fully mastered the storage artifact. The contents within are naturally unknown and not yet fully discovered.

This is like a pillow delivered just when you're about to fall asleep.

With the preservation of the Thorn Heart secured and the exploration of the unknown storage artifacts underway, Wang Ya smiled with delight.

Arthur's corpse was taut, every piece of flesh was taut, and the effect of the Crimson Scale Poison was even greater than Wang Ya had expected. In actual combat, it was extremely effective.

Harak could be used as a surprise assassination tactic.

With its sharp claws and the poison of its crimson scales, if anyone is unprepared and gets even a little bit of it, the scales of victory will tip in Wang Ya's favor.

Wang Ya hadn't forgotten the magic scroll that Arthur was clutching tightly in his hand. It took a lot of effort to get it off, as if it represented Arthur's last obsession and unwillingness to give up.

The expression of resentment and anger on his face was still vivid, but his lifeless eyes would never blink again.

The body slowly sank into the endless depths of the sea.

Wang Ya glanced at it indifferently and swam towards the wizard's ship.

He was very curious about what was inside the storage artifact.

(End of this chapter)