Wizard: I brought the wrong system...

Chapter 180 Alice

Using the friction from the outside world, Yaro reversed the rotation of the internal magic power and finally found a moment of opportunity. With the last bit of power he could control from the "Magic Strike - Galaxy Surge", he blasted a hole in the magic shield in front of him.

Magical Technique - Black Flame Tremor Wings!

Yaro's body quickly detached from the core of "Magic Strike - Star River Surge", and with the help of the withered black flame phoenix around him, he pushed aside the power of the abyss and quickly passed through the hideous breach in front of him.

Just moments later, the stable 'Star River' of Yaro, which had been deprived of its stability, exploded violently.

The immense power of the abyss, the fine sand and gravel, the powerful shockwaves, the raging flames... accompanied by a deafening roar, all the power accumulated by 'Star River Surge' erupted in an instant.

Rumble!

The magic shield that had been holding out only lasted a moment before being shattered by the surging power.

Before Yaro could get a clear look at his surroundings, the gushing debris, accompanied by a tremendous impact, slammed directly into the armor on his back.

bump--!

clap clap clap...

The cushioning bubbles on the back of the armor burst in large numbers, accompanied by a slight sound. Yaro's body was easily blown away like a kite with a broken string. With the released energy and fine sand, he rolled and collided on the ground.

……

It felt like a short while had passed, yet also like a long wait.

The booming sound gradually faded away, and Yaro staggered to his feet, fine white sand rustling through the gaps in his tattered armor.

Yaro was already corrupted by the power of the abyss. Although he passed through the spatial teleportation point and escaped the rubble space, he did not leave the spatial passage and was hit by a mixture of various forces.

If it weren't for the impact-absorbing armor, who knows what would have happened to me.

"Cough cough..."

Yaro coughed with difficulty, his whole body aching unbearably, unsure if he was injured.

"Waaah..."

Yaro suddenly covered his mouth, his eyes widened, and his heart pounded rapidly.

Oh no, the power of the abyss has backfired!

Despite the stabbing pain in his head, Yaro quickly took out various medicines he had prepared in advance from his spatial ring and drank them down one after another.

puff--!

A mouthful of foul-smelling, viscous black fluid gushed from its mouth. After being spat onto the ground, a scarlet eye inexplicably grew out and swam rapidly across the viscous, lumpy fluid, as if observing this wonderful world.

"What the hell is this?!"

Such a bizarre scene truly disgusted Yaro, who immediately activated the "Heat Melting Technique".

The intense heat quickly ignited the strange jelly-like substance. With a few soft hissing sounds, flames rose from the black liquid, and plumes of foul-smelling black smoke billowed out.

However, as he expelled the strange substance, Yaro's spirits recovered considerably.

I was careless; I shouldn't have used power beyond my control.

Yaro maintained his knightly breathing technique, reflecting on his actions while making a move to get up and search for the abandoned Fiery Greatsword.

Although the Advanced Knight Breathing Technique does not improve attributes, its effect on stamina recovery is exceptionally noticeable.

In just a short while, my tired body had regained some of its energy.

Just then, a hoarse voice rang out from not far away: "All done so quickly?"

"Um."

Yaro responded casually, but some doubts remained in his heart.

Is it Ryza?

That strange metal sphere, even so, didn't shake off?

Clang!

As the sound of metal falling rang out, the voice asked, "Are you looking for this sword?"

Yaro's muscles tensed, and wisps of black smoke quickly rose around him. He abruptly turned his head, looking warily in the direction of the sound.

Although many of the internal cushioning structures of the armor were damaged, a considerable amount of the external metal structure remained, and with these metal structures, the magic still had fuel.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful woman standing outside the gravel barrier, Yaro's eyes grew even colder: "Alice?"

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Yaro scanned his surroundings.

Through the thin mist in the air, he quickly noticed the huge altar a hundred meters away!

Outside the altar was a dense but quiet crowd. The people at the front cut their wrists and dripped their blood into a narrow blood trough.

The blood grooves connected together, eventually flowing into a deep pit beneath the altar. Crimson steam billowed out from it, gathering into streaks of crimson mist that continuously poured into the graceful figure in the center.

Thump... Thump...

As blood was lost, the people in the front row collapsed to the ground, their fate unknown.

After the person in front falls to the ground, the person behind steps forward blankly and continues to repeat the actions of the person in front.

……

Yaro's pupils constricted slightly.

What I saw before was only apprentices having their magic power drained, nothing as bloody as this!

It truly lives up to its name as a blood sacrifice!

The beautiful woman was dressed rather casually at the moment, and her face was pale. Judging from her complexion, she hadn't been doing well these past two days.

Alice looked at Yaro's armor and asked curiously, "Your sword and your armor are both very powerful. What are their names?"

"name?"

Yaro narrowed his eyes slightly, gritting his teeth as he said, "The armor is named 'Left Fang,' and the sword is named 'Right Fang!'"

In that short time, Yaro had already used magic to inspect the armor—

All the structures on the back were damaged, leaving only a layer of metal skin.

The cushioning on the limbs wasn't damaged much, so they're still usable.

The area that suffered the least damage was the front of the armor, towards the chest.

After all... after Yaro was blown away, he immediately huddled together, and the structures in the middle were protected at that moment.

Based on the examination results, Black Flame Wings cannot be activated, but the second level of Magic Strike can still be used.

However, Delia... Keita... how exactly should we save her?

"Left and right teeth?" Alice was slightly taken aback. "Is that a name?"

"certainly."

Yaro looked at Alice, suppressing his anger, and asked, "You should know that the spatial seal has been broken, you have failed, so why didn't you stop the blood sacrifice ritual?!"

Senior Delia stood out, right in the very center of the altar.

But the key is Ketaen, with thousands of people crowding around. How is Yaro supposed to find them?

The best way to save lives is to stop the blood sacrifice at its source!

In this way, several thousand other trainees can also be rescued.

Blood loss and the arm injury are not major problems for the academy. As long as the rescue is expedited, there shouldn't be any serious issues.

Alice, standing on her flaming greatsword, said with a half-smile, "Of course I know we're going to fail this time, so I'm taking this opportunity to lay the groundwork for the next blood sacrifice ritual. I'll be able to continue after I've been punished and come back."

"After all... haven't the wizards from the academy arrived yet?"

Lay a solid foundation?

Will you accept your punishment and return?

absurd!

Yaro lowered his head slightly: "Can't we talk this out properly?"

"Talk? Fine!" Alice's voice grew sharper. "Just give me back my daughter, and we'll talk however you want!"

(End of this chapter)