Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 19 [19] High-level sorcery, the wrath of Hephaestus

Wang Ya climbed onto the wizard's ship with a calm expression and threw the crustaceans he was dragging onto the ground.

He wrung out the seawater from his clothes and glanced at the newborn figure on the deck.

No one will pay attention to you; you'll just be a stranger.

Just like this ordinary seascape, nothing special, only an unprecedented storm can leave an indelible mark on the traces of life.

For Anna, this ordinary, low-level freshman is like the black bread that commoners eat in the mortal era—she will most likely ignore him.

But gazing at Wang Ya's retreating figure, her crimson pupils unexpectedly held a hint of surprise.

This guy didn't say anything. With her top-notch talent and Arthur's abilities, she and Arthur were already the focus of attention among the freshmen. Even now, many freshmen still try to leave an impression on her.

Like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, it cannot hide its animalistic desires, which only arouses disgust.

If you say that, the conversation will revolve around it for the next month.

Shouldn't all men have this kind of despicable nature? No matter how well they hide it or how gorgeous their mask, it will eventually be exposed.

Is this a really good man? Anna Karina couldn't help but laugh, her laughter as melodious as the sound of wind chimes. Her fiery red hair fluttered in the howling sea breeze, exuding charm and attracting the attention of the new students on the deck.

A boring life at sea always needs some interesting spice to liven things up.

Arthur's relationship with her has been made clear, and she should know what to do.

But what about reality? Losing an arm and being disfigured, even a wizard with top-notch talent will inevitably face a decline in the early stages.

"Even after becoming a superhuman being, you still can't get rid of this little flaw."

Wang Ya opened the window and let Harak, who was out, in.

Close the window to block the darkness that tries to squeeze in.

The clothes hanger was almost completely ruined, riddled with holes and looking like it would collapse at any moment. Harak, however, liked this precarious feeling and would often scratch it with his sharp claws, creating cracks.

Tonight's late-night snack was brought back by Harak: several delicious silver moonfish.

These fish only emerge when the moon is out and its light shines on the sea, reflecting the moonlight with their scales, creating a shimmering effect like a dreamlike painting.

Heaven knows where they found the Harak, but after roasting it, it tasted absolutely delicious.

In the corner of the desk, a wooden box lies open, revealing grim finger bones. A wizard with powerful spiritual energy can see a faint light and shadow flickering on the surface.

Wang Ya was intently studying the red metal ring, with the Water Prison Corruption Spell Scroll lying to the side.

A drop of blood is of little use; a wizard's extraordinary artifacts can only be accessed through particle energy and mental power.

When his mental energy was completely depleted, Wang Ya gave up.

The storage artifact itself is of extremely high quality, and the restrictions contained within it require at least a second-level wizard apprentice to open it properly.

Wang Ya's spiritual power was simply unable to refine the restriction and leave a mark.

The observations included: three spell scrolls, some Wizarding World currency called "magic stones," numbering around thirty, and three unique books containing a considerable amount of information.

The only remaining item, a medal-shaped metal object, had no known function or information about him.

This storage artifact must have been lost due to an accident involving its original owner. Some living supplies are still stored in a corner of the not-so-large space.

Due to the function of storing magical artifacts, the specific time cannot be determined by the degree of decay of these daily necessities.

Wang Ya frowned. He wanted to retrieve the item from inside. It was possible, but very difficult, requiring at least a third of his mental energy and particle energy.

The same applies when you put things in.

The origin of this red metal ring is not simple; it's just that it's impossible to determine where Arthur obtained it.

For Wang Ya, it's a small treasure trove full of unknowns that needs to be explored.

As spiritual energy surged forth, the ring glowed, and the storage of the Thorn Heart in the room was given its best treatment.

Of course, Wang Ya didn't forget to take out an item from the ring.

On the table sat a red book made of parchment, which did not have much of an ancient feel, but rather some traces of hand-sewing.

As Wang Ya opened the book, he knew he had struck gold.

This is the transmission of wizarding knowledge.

[Hint: Preliminary analysis complete: The book contains a complete lineage of witchcraft. Witchcraft name: 'Hephaestus' Wrath'. Grade: High-level witchcraft. It is a simplified version of low-level and mid-level witchcraft, passed down through a continuous lineage.]

Wang Ya was stunned for a moment before he could process the information and understand its meaning.

It's like a course on extraordinary knowledge, progressing from simple to difficult, and finally to complete mastery. Both the difficulty of mastering it and the learning time will be significantly reduced.

The owner of the high-level sorcery red metal ring, who is of at least a level three wizard apprentice, must be a descendant of a lineage of sorcerers.

Wang Yadu's breathing quickened unconsciously; this was no simple matter.

The same applies to the wizard Tuta.

The red metal ring contains other inherited items; if one masters them all, wouldn't that guarantee becoming a level three wizard apprentice?

Wang Ya's ambitions certainly don't stop there; the key is to shorten the time it takes to grow.

His pupils gleamed with a blue light as he reached out and gently stroked the top of Senran's finger bones.

From Wang Ya's perspective, the green-haired girl, with her long eyelashes tightly closed, had her faintly visible soul in a deep sleep.

When Green Forest was retrieved from Wizard Tuta, the Eye of Truth could still observe Green Forest's soul, which was stable, and could even see itself.

It is much weaker now and has been in a deep sleep.

Of the three methods suggested by the Tuta Wizard, the most reliable one is to become a formal wizard, cultivate a body, and then use incredibly powerful mental strength to forcibly fuse the soul with the body.

As for the extraordinary materials needed for physical cultivation, it is not difficult for a formal wizard.

There is one last chance left to activate the red metal ring and take out an item.

Wang Ya frowned, enduring the exhaustion and near-limitless fatigue of his depleted mental energy. His time was always of the essence.

A red metal ring, its luster fleeting.

A new book appeared on the table; it was brown in color and its pages were three times thicker than those of the sorcery tradition.

Crucially, Wang Ya sensed an ancient aura emanating from it, as if it were a book passed down from an ancient era.

A sense of anticipation arose in my heart, and I looked upon it with the eyes of truth.

【hint:】

(End of this chapter)