Wizard: I brought the wrong system...

Chapter 123 Illusory Realm Ghosts and Demons

The testing area was much livelier than usual today. Yaro, who was returning with various materials, encountered many apprentices chatting excitedly.

After listening intently for a moment, Yaro roughly understood the reason.

It turns out that the apprentice competition has entered the finals, and the top eight contestants have now been determined.

Starting tomorrow, the final competition will begin, with eight contestants selecting from each other until the strongest junior apprentice is chosen.

"The strongest junior apprentice?"

"The invincible Ghost King?"

"The most popular King of All Laws?"

Yaro shook his head.

Does this have anything to do with me?

So be it, I'll just focus on researching my own stuff.

……

From yesterday morning until now, he has not only not slept, but has also been expending a great deal of mental energy. In addition, he was recently corrupted by the power of the abyss, which slightly injured his body.

Back in the courtyard, after a brief moment of relaxation, a wave of intense fatigue washed over him. Yaro lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and immediately drifted off to sleep.

Outside the courtyard, the apprentices were still making noise.

In the small courtyard, the desolate courtyard appeared exceptionally quiet.

The sky gradually darkened.

Before anyone knew it, a faint gray mist began to rise from the desolate courtyard, and the crisp sound of running echoed from the upper floors, along with the eerie laughter of children.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding--!

Like a game of billiards, or like a woman walking in high heels.

As a strange, chilly aura emanated from the courtyard, it became inexplicably noisy.

Yaro slowly opened his eyes and calmly looked around.

Despite possessing multiple protective treasures, Yaro was not afraid; on the contrary, he was somewhat puzzled.

Why did this happen in the experimental zone?

Did Pipi Te slack off?

Yaro didn't want to bother with it; it was something he could resolve by talking to Pipit tomorrow, no need for him to do it himself. He was already exhausted, and having just fallen asleep, he was even more sleepy.

Yaro yawned and turned over, intending to go back to sleep, when a cold sensation pressed against his body. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a hideous and disgusting half-bloody face leaning against the pillow, its bloodshot eyes wide open, staring intently at him.

scare!

Yaro was startled, his scalp tingled, and his sleepiness vanished instantly.

Swish!

Just as Yaro sat up, several figures suddenly vanished.

"Can't a person get any sleep?!"

Yaro could no longer suppress his anger.

Hee hee hee!

Haha!

The child's cheerful laughter echoed continuously, sounding particularly distant and eerie.

"Get out here!"

Solar Fist!

All the energy in the Light spell was released in an instant, and a blinding light suddenly appeared, causing the surrounding space to shake inexplicably for a moment.

……

In the experimental area, in a small courtyard piled with various corpses, a pale-faced young man sitting cross-legged suddenly turned around, his eyes filled with joy.

"The aura of the illusory demons has appeared!"

"If we can get it back, tomorrow's game is practically won!"

……

Waaaaah!

Waaah—!

Strange crying sounds followed, which annoyed Yaro. His eyes turned icy cold, and he no longer hesitated.

Cat-Shaped Fist - Running!

Once all of one's sensory abilities are activated, the surrounding sounds become inexplicably distant, as if they have instantly drifted away from oneself. However, when attention is focused on hearing, the surrounding sounds will come closer again.

Fantasy?

Knock, knock—!

Suddenly, there was a metallic clanging sound outside, like someone dragging a knife.

Hehehe—!

The tender yet melodious voices of young children laughed and chatted.

"Don't let me catch you, or I'll cut your head open and rip out your brains..."

Upon hearing this, Yaro immediately thought of the strange head that had been next to his pillow earlier.

Psychological suggestion?

Atmosphere creation?

That's pretty impressive!

Yaro threw off the covers, rolled over, clenched his fists, and roared at the door, "Come on! Today, either you fuck me to death, or if you can't, I'll fuck you to death!"

"Forehead……"

The laughter abruptly stopped; Yaro's reckless words left "it" completely speechless.

Since I don't know how to reply, I won't reply.

Click click click~

The bedroom door was making strange noises, and the handrail was swaying back and forth, as if a monster was trying to open the door.

Yaro knew this was another of its tactics to create atmosphere, and chuckled coldly, "So stupid! Can't even open a door?"

"Don't worry, I'll open the door for you!"

Despite his impulsive words, Yaro remained cautious in his actions. With a slight shift in his consciousness, he activated the newly acquired technique.

Magical Technique - Phoenix's First Cry!

Abyssal runes swirl outwards; these are the runes within the Abyssal Contract Technique.

In just a moment, the clothes surrounded by magic patterns began to glow with an eerie light, and energy began to emanate. Tentacles twisted and intertwined, gradually forming strange feather shapes. The chaotic energy released a violent impact, covering Yaro's body with a layer of energy armor. On the surface of the armor, countless feathers overlapped, outlining a black flame phoenix roaring to the sky.

With a loud cry, the Black Flame Phoenix, like a real living being, began to roam over Yaro's body.

"The activation speed is still too slow."

Upon first using this technique, Aro immediately discovered its flaws.

But there's nothing he can do about it. He can't directly control the flow of abyssal power with magic, so the indirect guidance results in a slower formation speed.

Fortunately, the strange thing they encountered this time gave Yaro ample time.

"Don't worry, baby, I'm here to open the door for you!"

tread!

The bluestone floor suddenly cracked open, and Yaro's figure vanished.

Did you want to instill fear in me?

I'll smash your head in!

boom!

A violent thud echoed from the door, sending sand and gravel flying. The door, along with its frame, hurtled outwards, and Yaro, following behind, quickly spotted a strange, ghostly figure over two meters tall.

The ghost had a blue face and fangs, and its appearance was extremely ugly. It wore a tattered black robe, and its huge, muscular arms gripped a black scythe covered in barbs. Just by looking at it, you could tell it was not to be trifled with.

"die!"

The giant scythe whistled down, but Yaro easily dodged it.

Yaro glanced at the strange ghost's enormous scythe, his brow furrowing slightly. "What? You think you can take advantage of me because I wasn't armed?"

As he said this, Yaro made a fist with both hands, and the abyssal power surrounding him immediately found an outlet, quickly forming a jet-black energy spear in Yaro's hands.

"If I catch you, I'll split your head open!"

As the child's voice rang out, the ghost swiftly moved, its massive black scythe slashing down once more.

"Slow, too slow!"

Yaro shook his head slightly; an opponent of this caliber was simply not enough to test his new moves.

Fiery Sword Technique - Blazing Fire!

Black flames and phoenixes swirled around him, and strange feathers moved with them, adding surging power to Yaro's body. With the help of this powerful force, he slashed out with his energy spear!

"boom!"

The power of the abyss burst forth, sending bricks and stones flying and dust swirling. The seemingly powerful ghost was pierced by a single blow, shrinking rapidly like a deflated balloon, forming the strange head that Yaro had seen earlier.

"Ouch! It hurts so much!"

The once arrogant child's voice was now filled with mournful cries, and the strange head, like a headless fly, was flitting about aimlessly in the dilapidated house.

(End of this chapter)