The Wizard World - Chapter 250
Chapter 250: Leaving (1)
Translator: Leo Editor: Frappe
He untied the cursed scimitar from the belt, twisted its handle, and swung it like a silver metal fan.
Red Beard’s expression changed after seeing the cursed scimitar. He raised his right hand and hit the ground.
White steam rose from the mud and blocked Angele’s sight. The old man started running to the left.
His face was pale and he was struggling to run in a straight line.
Suddenly, he stopped moving and the silver blade pierced through his chest brutally. Blood spurted out of the wound right away.
Red Beard’s body was ignited and he was turned into a human torch. The old man was melting like a candle in the yellow flames.
Angele pulled the scimitar out of Red Beard’s body and took two steps back, watching the old man melt.
“It’s over. You know who I am but it doesn’t matter anymore,” he spoke in a light tone.
He raised the scimitar high and cut off Red Beard’s head.
Suddenly, the head of the old man started screaming. Golden liquid was leaking out his mouth, eyes, ears. This viscous liquid created a tiny puddle on the ground.
There was a metallic glint on the surface of the pool. The screaming never stopped, and the face that looked like a younger Red Beard appeared in the golden puddle.
“Storm and Eclipse!” The face opened its mouth and chanted the incantation.
Red Beard’s head rolled several times on the ground. Angele decided to leap away as he heard the incantation.
Suddenly, a black iron arrow hit the golden face in the pool.
The face stopped invoking the incantation right away.
The golden liquid slowly disappeared and turned into golden energy waves.
The iron arrow released some strong wind and blew all the energy waves away. Some tree leaves were caught in the wind and dropped to the ground. The only thing left there was a dead body with no head.
Angele remained calm. He walked to the dead body, then crouched and started searching. After about ten minutes, he found a black pouch with several crystal cards inside.
Red Beard was indeed telling the truth. The magic device was truly the last valuable thing he had.
Angele stood up, then he turned around and glared at the cliff.
Through the gaps between the trees, he could see a blonde man with curly hair waving his longbow at him.
Angele grabbed the iron arrow and pulled it out of the ground.
He could feel an intense heat coming from the surface of the arrow.
It was covered in complicated runes and there were two tiny bat wings on both sides of the arrow. He also noticed that the fletching was melting.
“Definitely not an ordinary iron arrow…” Angele rubbed the arrow with his hands and detected the remaining energy from the enchantment. It must be a special arrow that was prepared for stopping the last strike from the Red Beard.
He held the cursed scimitar tight and stabbed into Red Beard’s melting body.
The noise sounded like the scimitar was sucking his flesh dry.
Angele could feel the mentality and energy being transferred into his body through the handle of the scimitar.
The energy was different from any types of energy particles that were stored in his body. It felt like there was a fire blazing in the center of his chest. He could feel that his body was filled up with this unfamiliar power.
His skin was being strengthened and his strength was increasing.
Angele raised his right arm and realized that his muscle size had almost doubled.
The Red Beard’s corpse dried up and turned black.
The noise made by the scimitar slowly disappeared.
Angele stood up and pulled the blade out of the dead body.
‘Zero, check my body condition.’
‘Attributes have changed on a large scale.’
‘Done…Angele Rio: Strength, 7. Agility, 6.5. Stamina, 10. Mentality, 44. Mana, 31.’
Angele was surprised. He himself knew that his attributes increased, but the disparity was far greater than what he had expected.
The Strength stat increased from 4 to 7, the Agility increased by 1.5, the Stamina increased by 2, and the Mentality increased by 0.9.
The cursed scimitar had absorbed the power from a dead Crystal stage wizard. Although Red Beard was severely injured, the result was still incredible.
Kuirman must have killed many wizards to gain such horrifying attributes.
Angele swung the scimitar carefully.
The blade drew a silver arc in the air.
He tied the scimitar to the belt again and started walking back. There was still something he wanted.
Angele killed a Crystal stage wizard easily as everything was set up and the blonde man helped him dodge the final strike. He wondered what he could do if someday the same thing happened to him.
Suddenly, the black iron arrow cracked in his hand.
It sounded like glasses being cracked.
The iron arrow broke into many pieces and dropped to the ground.
Angele looked at the broken arrow. The black metal pieces started melting and turned into black smoke, vanishing into the air.
Several seconds later, the whole arrow disappeared from the ground.
He wiped his hand with a piece of cloth and kept walking.
A distorted wave exploded in the area.
Large trees were hit by the wave and cut down. They fell to the ground and there were broken pieces of branches everywhere.
Black smoke was hit by the wave, which then turned into an old man in a black robe. The old man was blown away by the impact and he rolled away on the grasses.
The dark wizard’s face turned pale. He lay on the ground and watched Olive walk toward him.
Olive held the cane in hand. There was a blank expression on his face. The old man did not look like a cruel dark wizard. Instead, he looked like a great scholar from a wizard tower.
The muscular woman’s greatsword broke in half. There was a deep wound around her waist. The wound was being healed by some white light. Her wound looked better each time the white light flashed. The woman just stood there and waited.
“The other two has already returned to the Palace of the Great Abyss. You’re the last one. Give me the magic device and I won’t make you suffer.” A silver glow surrounded Olive’s eyes and there were two distorted invisible balls floating over his shoulders. The balls were creating a strange static noise.
“I’ll be revived in the Northland Alliance! My seed is there. You can’t kill me and my brothers!” The dark wizard sneered.
“Insects…It’ll take you more than ten years to recover to your energy form. Your mentality will be halved and you’ll have become useless by then.” Olive stayed calm and shook his head.
“Give me the magic device. You know you don’t stand a chance against me.”
“There’s no turning back. I won’t just hand it over to you!” The dark wizard sneered again and hit the ground with his hand.
A small protrusion rose from the mud and moved toward the forest quickly.
Olive’s spell failed to stop the moving protruding mud.
The bump cracked open and a white ring blasted out of it. The ring was then caught by a man in the bushes.
Angele had caught the ring without realizing it. He was still walking and he did not sense any energy wave from the object flying toward him.
Before he could check what was in his hand, a dangerous energy fluctuation appeared in front of him.
Countless tree leaves dropped to the ground and the trees around were in a mess.
Angele untied the scimitar and blocked the strike. His face turned pale.
‘The buff from the scimitar is really incredible. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to block this attack.’ However, Angele’s organs were slightly hurt and it would take him some time to recover. The power of the strike was over 40 degrees. He had the ability to handle 30 to 35 degrees of power but an unexpected strike with over 40 degrees of power still almost killed him.
“You’re pretty good.” A surprised voice came from the front.
Olive and the woman walked to Angele, looking surprised.
“Give me the ring and I’ll let you leave in one piece.”
Angele looked at the two strong wizards in front with no fear in his eyes. He felt like there was a fire burning in his mind. The dangerous situation was making him excited for some reason. It was a feeling he never had before.
Angele smiled as he could feel his blood boiling.
He had not fought a real battle in a long time. Nola was too peaceful and the light wizards there were weak like ants. No one would break the rules in Nola.
Finally, a chance had come. He wanted to test his new abilities.
Olive was weaker than Red Beard but he was still a Crystal stage wizard and the muscular woman was a strong Liquid stage wizard. They might be the strongest enemies Angele had ever met.
“You want the ring?” He smiled. The sunlight illuminated on the left side of his face. “Why should I give it to you?”
“You’re just looking for trouble!” Olive raised his hand and waved at Angele.
Three silver scars appeared on the left side of Angele’s face. He raised his hand and waved at Olive as well.
Two energy waves clashed in the air.
The translucent wave balls hit Angele’s silver metal particles.
The static noise mixed with the high-pitched noise created metal sounds like a car hitting a pole.
Translucent distorted waves spread into the air from Olive’s body and blocked the countless silver needles flying toward him.
The earth started shaking as the two strong energy waves hit each other. The only thing Angele could hear was the high-pitched noise.
A translucent cylinder was blocking all of Angele’s metal attacks.
He kept releasing the silver strings from his body. Those strings gathered together and formed a large shield. Invisible black patterns slowly appeared on the surface of his skin and they were spreading the illusion field in the area.
The muscular woman took several steps back. She held the broken greatsword tight in hand. The clash of the forcefields was a bit too much for her to handle that she could barely open her eyes.
“F*cking hell!” she cursed. The woman had initially thought Angele was just a weak wizard that only knew how to talk crap. It turned out that the young man was their strongest enemy.
She stomped on the ground and covered her legs with blue ice barriers. The ice barriers formed a pair of strong leg armor within seconds.
She raised the broken greatsword in the air and roared.
The woman disappeared and appeared behind Angele. The greatsword in her hand was shining and she slashed forward with no hesitation.
Angele used his free hand to control the cursed scimitar and tried to block the strike.
He also threw the silver longsword to the back using the forcefield.
The scimitar clashed with the broken greatsword and made a clean impact.