Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems

Chapter 429: The Second Demon God, Even More Formidable?

Locke arrived at the bedroom of Grand Wizard Sulla, 30 kilometers from the White Dragon Tower. Using his privilege as the potion master treating Grand Wizard Sulla, he ordered the Plutarch family potion masters and Evocation School wizards beside Grand Wizard Sulla's true body to leave.The steward wizard in charge here, a liquefaction stage wizard, looked at Locke with some doubt. "Mr. Augustine, we need to use evocation spells at all times to stabilize the hundred bloodlines within Grand Wizard Sulla's body, so we cannot leave for too long, at most six hours."

"Also, are you certain you don't need to contact the other two potion master gentlemen?"

He was referring to the centaur wizard and that female witch potion master. Recently, Grand Wizard Sulla's body had been under their care, and they had been performing enhancement treatments.

It had to be said, Grand Wizard Sulla really calculated everything too precisely. The entire illness was deliberately designed by him, deliberately guiding others to use enhancement treatments to maintain his body. In reality, the enhancement treatments were all supplements to strengthen the body and soul, and he also deliberately had large numbers of blood essence masters cast various spells on him to stabilize and strengthen the Dark Cave Scorpion Woman within his body.

In this way, although his true body wasn't conducting meditation and research, his magical level advanced by leaps and bounds every day, preparing for him to become a Second Circle wizard.

Locke sensed Grand Wizard Sulla's magical pressure inside his body at this moment, comparable to Witch Sophia's, and his face paled slightly. Currently, Grand Wizard Sulla's magical pressure had already reached very close to Witch Sophia's in terms of quantity, though the quality seemed somewhat insufficient.

With over a hundred bloodlines rampaging through his body, indeed the magical pressure's quality couldn't improve.

After everyone left, Locke reached out and grasped a wisp of Grand Wizard Sulla's magical pressure, examining it in his hand. "This old fellow has everyone running in circles serving him alone. Essentially he trusts no one, only himself."

"His magical pressure is so condensed. It seems that to break through to Second Circle wizard, he must use the resources of that medium-scale world, otherwise he could have started attempting to break through formally long ago."

"I don't necessarily have to obtain knowledge about this part only from him. What he knows may not be correct either, so I'm not in a hurry." Locke pondered.

He crushed Grand Wizard Sulla's crimson magical pressure in his hand, then used his White Dragon Ring to open the magic lock from the second floor to the third floor, and again passed through the corridor, searching for the spatial vortex storing the planar entrance.

Then, Locke walked in.

Before long, Locke was directly teleported to a place filled with Demon Race. The Demon Race and Locke, who suddenly appeared on the hillside, looked at each other. Instantly, they all flew into a rage, roaring as they pounced toward Locke.

The next moment, golden electric sparks appeared in the air around Locke. In just a moment, an anti-life field, a golden force field, spread out from Locke's body. Those Demon Race were enveloped by the golden force field, and the joints throughout their bodies rapidly turned into golden material.

Moments later, these low-level Demon Race all became golden statues.

Locke had already inscribed magic to enhance the golden force field with those one hundred Two-Ball Plane Trees in his Forest Sanctuary, using his wizard's permanent defensive field to compensate for the underdeveloped Golden Dragon Scales. Using this method, he reproduced the strength of the anti-life field of a young Golden Twin-Headed Dragon in the First Circle liquefaction stage.

The Demon Race as a species were originally artificial flesh bodies created by prosthetic masters, twisted earth elemental lord lifeforms, so they were even more easily affected by the golden force field, experiencing elemental imbalance and turning into golden statues.

All the Demon Race on one hilltop turned into golden statues.

Locke used the Large Green Leaf Dragon Sparrow to fly into midair. He saw a stream of demonic energy emerge from inside those Demon Race who had become golden statues, escaping into the earth veins, then disappearing to an unknown destination.

"The earth vein network was carefully arranged by that prosthetic master. To find the specific destination, I'm afraid a constructor from the Evocation School must take action to trace and locate the dragon veins." Locke flew in midair, releasing dragon might without any concern, forcing nearby Demon Race not to dare approach, and rapidly flew toward the direction of the Mage Saint Hall city in this plane.

"According to the time ratio, nearly a year should have passed here. The number of Demon Race here has become even greater." Locke scanned briefly and discovered that the demonic energy in this world was much more concentrated than before.

The increase in demonic energy quantity had already begun to interfere with the normal operation of the world, forcing this world's natural energy circulation to be compelled to adapt to such large amounts of demonic energy. Using this method, it entered this world's natural energy circulation.

"Creating a cycle seems to be a key point." Locke understood. Although neither Grand Wizard Sulla nor that black wizard playing chess with Grand Wizard Sulla here would actively tell him the specific method of becoming a Second Circle wizard.

But as a wizard, he could observe for himself.

Whether it was the prosthetic master or Grand Wizard Sulla, both were trying to create some kind of cycle in this world, seemingly forcing something in this world to appear.

And that thing was the special resource needed to advance to Second Circle wizard.

Locke flew over a battlefield where mages and Demon Race were at war, then flew over the Mage Saint Hall city.

In an instant, the spell eyes of over a thousand mage towers turned toward him, seemingly locking onto him, but the next moment, all those spell eyes shifted positions.

Locke landed on the ground.

Wearing a white wizard robe decorated with large quantities of red and blue gems and a golden rose ornament hanging on his chest, Grand Wizard Sulla walked out from inside the Mage Saint Hall, smiling, "Locke, I've been waiting for you in this Mage Saint Hall city for over a year."

"You've finally come. My friend."

"During this time I've heard Alicia speak of you. She praises you profusely, calling you her right and left arm."

Locke completely ignored Grand Wizard Sulla's meaningless words. He just nodded, then found an open space in the core of Mage Saint Hall city and summoned two large agricultural golems he had prepared from his Druid's Ring.

These were inventory equipment of the Plutarch family that Locke had just brought over.

At the same time, he commanded the two golems to pour large amounts of nutrient soil and nutrient solution into the ground ahead, and commanded them to use farming tools to loosen the soil.

Locke scattered Wiregrass Bull Sinew seeds onto the ground. Immediately, seeds fell into the ground and under his plant magic, rapidly grew and rapidly withered. The withered magical plants became fertilizer, nourishing this land.

After Locke repeated this several times, he finally created a magical field suitable for transplanting Scorched Earth Holly after six hours.

Although it was somewhat makeshift, after all, the funds were limited, so it would have to do.

As long as they could survive.

It was only for the natives to use anyway.

Locke used his Druid's Ring to open a dimensional door, commanding the two agricultural golems to enter the dimensional door and transplant the thirty prepared Scorched Earth Hollies over.

Seeing the two Scorched Earth Hollies that each of the two golems carried, Grand Wizard Sulla was slightly stunned. "Over eight meters tall? These aren't even adult Scorched Earth Hollies. Moreover, they're so thin and weak, they don't look like strong varieties either."

"Aren't the Scorched Earth Hollies on the market all fifteen meters tall?"

Locke said indifferently, "Mm, but these eight-meter-tall Scorched Earth Hollies are cheap... You only gave me 500,000 magic stones in funding. If I purchased thirty normal Scorched Earth Hollies, that would immediately cost over 450,000 magic stones, and I wouldn't have enough money to purchase other materials."

"So I could only buy these half-price Scorched Earth Hollies. In total, I only spent 230,000 magic stones."

"This way I can use the remaining money to purchase other materials and still have some money for backup, using that money to purchase some resources to ensure these Scorched Earth Hollies can survive after transplanting. I think that's more reliable than purchasing adult Scorched Earth Hollies."

Hearing Locke say he didn't have enough money, Grand Wizard Sulla coughed awkwardly. "Ahem... Locke, this really is making things difficult for you."

"As long as you complete this project, I will consider giving you the primordial fire."

Locke was speechless and rolled his eyes. However, considering that the Plutarch family had already paid real money, he wouldn't fuss about it. No helping it, they were the financial backer.

If the financial backer was a bit eccentric, that was normal too.

Grand Wizard Sulla said, "However, since it's only for the natives of the Mage Plane to use, there really is no need to give them too good magical plants. This is sufficient."

When mentioning the word "natives," Grand Wizard Sulla as usual directly manifested his trent bloodline, transforming into a half-trent state, while using powerful human charm technique to manipulate the minds of everyone in the entire Mage Saint Hall city, turning them into puppets on strings.

At Locke's request, Grand Wizard Sulla also joined the tree-planting ranks, along with some native Mage Saints from this plane.

After all, they were severely short-handed.

Five days later, as the last Scorched Earth Holly was planted into the soil pit by Locke and Grand Wizard Sulla together, the transplanting of thirty Scorched Earth Hollies was complete.

Locke poured a bottle of potion to protect the Scorched Earth Holly into the soil and cast life magic on it for protection.

Grand Wizard Sulla's face was already covered with soil. He somewhat uncomfortably wiped the mud from his face, extremely impatient in his heart. 'What status do I have? If someone saw me planting crops, my reputation and face would be finished.'

'However, the scent of this soil is so fragrant. I never noticed before.'

Grand Wizard Sulla stared blankly at the soil in his hand for a moment, then immediately reacted, breaking out in a cold sweat. "No, it's the trent elder bloodline in my body acting up, making me like soil."

Grand Wizard Sulla immediately commanded a Mage Saint to change his clothes.

At the same time, Locke had already completed transplanting the thirty Scorched Earth Hollies and used the golden grafting knife to inscribe the Forest Sanctuary formation on the surface of these Scorched Earth Hollies.

When inscribing, Locke glanced at Grand Wizard Sulla. Grand Wizard Sulla immediately turned his back, no longer watching.

Locke then said to Grand Wizard Sulla, "Bring out your Mage Saints. I'll inscribe corresponding runes on their souls."

"Thirty Scorched Earth Hollies should be enough to inscribe the souls of forty Mage Saints and protect their souls, allowing them to cast First Circle magic."

Grand Wizard Sulla revealed a satisfied smile, "That would be even better. Only, Locke, using your grafting knife to inscribe those apprentice-level souls, I'm afraid it might damage their soul structures."

Grand Wizard Sulla showed a cautious expression.

Those Mage Saints were actually assets he had carefully cultivated.

In fact, the most precious asset in this world was precisely not anything else, but people.

Therefore, Grand Wizard Sulla had no choice but to be cautious.

Locke turned to Grand Wizard Sulla and said, "It's fine. We can have them first take apprentice-level Beholder bloodline transformation potions to strengthen their souls with bloodline power."

Grand Wizard Sulla immediately began pondering. "What you're thinking is indeed good. It's just that Beholder bloodline transformation potions... are after all potions for blood essence masters manufactured by our Plutarch family's blood essence factory, containing one core talent spell and three subsidiary bloodline spells."

"If we give them these, they will possess part of the power of blood essence masters. Is it really alright to let these natives come into contact with uncastrated magic?"

Locke frowned, "But this is the only way to complete my magic. Otherwise, with their current apprentice-level soul strength, they simply cannot withstand me inscribing runes on them. Moreover, it's just apprentice-level bloodline."

"Even if we give it to them, so what?"

Grand Wizard Sulla's face grew solemn as he began carefully thinking. Afterward, he nodded very seriously and said to Locke, "You're right. My personality is too stingy. This is a flaw in my character. Sometimes this stinginess isn't even necessary at all, it's just that I myself am not magnanimous enough."

"Even if we give them apprentice-level bloodline, they can't cause any trouble. Moreover, these natives all respect me. I really can't think of what reason they would have to rebel against me."

"Although I am using them, I have indeed given them many real things."

"Then go ahead and do it."

Locke suddenly frowned and turned to look in the distance. At the same time, a Shadow Eye Grass in his hand imperceptibly fell to the ground and instantly moved rapidly between the shadows on the ground, beginning to observe the surroundings.

Grand Wizard Sulla looked at Locke strangely. "Is there a problem, Locke?"

Locke frowned and shook his head slightly. "No, I just felt like someone seemed to be spying on me, but this feeling was faint and indistinct. Perhaps I'm being overly cautious."

With a gesture, Locke called the Shadow Eye Grass back to his palm. "Grand Wizard Sulla, I should focus on helping you complete your project."

Grand Wizard Sulla nodded seriously. "It's possible the other party used divination magic to interfere with your perception. Don't worry too much. The Mage Saint Hall city has an inescapable net I've arranged. There won't be any problems."

...

On the first floor of the Mage Saint Hall wizard tower, that native who had been secretly spying, Jel Fisher, was covered in sweat. Just moments ago, he had almost been discovered by Locke.

If it weren't for that voice parasitizing his soul suddenly taking action to help him, he would have been discovered by now.

The native Jel Fisher panted, "The second foreign demon god, is he even more terrifying tha Grand Demon God Sulla? Why can't I spy on him?"

That voice replied, "Not really. Demon God Sulla is still the most powerful demon god of the Nightmare Legion. It's just that the demon gods of the Nightmare Legion each have different areas they excel in. That demon god just now has observation abilities that are too astonishing. You only looked at him a few more times, yet he could still detect it."

"That demon god won't stay in our world long-term. Don't worry about him, just let him leave. Dealing with one demon god is already difficult enough. There's no need to provoke another powerful demon god, don't you agree?"

The native Jel Fisher nodded, "Good. I hope that demon god leaves quickly. While he's still in Mage Saint Hall city, I'll pause what we were doing before and suspend our plan."