A Wizard's Secret Chapter 568 - Ancestor Bluerock

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Wizard Luce?"

Elder Foba was quite shocked and hurriedly warned, "Wizard Merlin, these Two-headed People are quite powerful, especially the Three-headed People. Even Seventh-level Mind Power Masters like us can only fight them one on one in general. You'd better leave. Bring the successors of the Gigula Tribe, and escape to Spellcast City. Safety is assured there!"

However, Wizard Luce took a step forward, and his body gradually rose into the air. He gazed coldly at the teeming masses of Two-headed People in the distance, and suddenly turned back to Elder Foba and the rest, laughing heartily. "Haha, take a good look at what a real Spell Caster is like! Our Spell Caster civilization commands myriads of dimensions, and is incomparably mighty. In the outside world, these Two-headed People aren't even worthy as slaves!"

"Boom!"

After he spoke, surging vigorous flames appeared around Wizard Luce, burning ferociously like a scorching fireball. The light flaring from this blaze even outshone the three suns suspended high up in the sky.

The endless flames transformed into a sea of fire, engulfing all the two hundred Two-Headed People along with the ten Three-headed People. Countless Two-headed People were reduced to ashes in the blaze.

Regardless of whether they were Two-headed or Three-headed, all were unable to withstand such a terrifying Fire-type spell. Even if they had two lives or three, they were trapped in the flames and were incinerated. The number of lives they had was of no consequence.

"Spell Caster… This is a true Spell Caster…"

"Wizard Luce said earlier that we Spell Casters are so powerful outside the Slothful Beast world. These fearsome Two-headed People aren't even qualified to be slaves?"

"What frightening flames. This is the power of spells possessed by Spell Casters? Although I've heard before that Spell Casters are formidable, I didn't think that they're this powerful. Spell Casters who share the same root as us are actually so mighty?"

The Two-headed People were wailing in anguish whereas the two thousand or so people from the Gigula Tribe were now looking at Wizard Luce as he hovered in the sky. They were slack-jawed, and their spirits were vigorously roused. This was a true Spell Caster!

"Hoo…"

A light breeze swept by gently, and the air was filled with the smell of ashes but had no trace of blood stench. This was because all the Two-headed and Three-headed People had been reduced to ashes by Luce's flames.

Wizard Luce came down to the ground once more. These Two-headed and Three-headed People were nothing to him. Three-headed People were at best comparable to a Seventh-level Spell Caster while Four-headed People could only compare to a Ninth-level Spell Caster.

Even if the "king" which the Two-headed People had mentioned grew the fifth head, this would only be equivalent to a Great Wizard. In the Void Zone, a race with such a foundation was nothing at all. They would only have a precarious day-to-day existence, and could be wiped out at any time.

Any Great Legend among the Spell Casters would be sufficient to wipe out the Two-headed Tribe!

Nevertheless, in the Slothful Beast world, the Two-headed Tribe had become a powerful race, even snatching away Spell Casters frequently. Spell Casters without the Elements were indeed very puny.

Mind Power Masters could be rather powerful. Just because Foba and the rest had condensed a Seventh-level Mind Heart, their Mind Power could interact with the material world and unleash formidable attacks.

However, their numbers were too few when faced with the ten Three-headed People. With the Spell Casters' power being restricted in the Slothful Beast world, those who were able to condense a Mind Heart were far too rare.

In addition, those below the Seventh-level barely had any battle strength, causing the Spell Casters of the Slothful Beast world to be reduced to a weak group that many foreign tribes fought over.

Wizard Luce came down from the sky. The expressions of Elder Foba and the rest toward Wizard Luce had undergone a huge shift. Before this, they had known that Wizard Luce was a Ninth-level Spell Caster.

Nonetheless, they merely had a vague notion of this "Spell Caster", and did not really know how powerful a Spell Caster was. Now, Wizard Luce had easily vanquished, with a single attack, two hundred Two-headed People and ten formidable Three-headed People. He instantly demonstrated the might of a Ninth-level Spell Caster. Elder Foba and the rest were naturally very respectful toward Wizard Luce.

"This is the real strength of Spell Casters! It's too bad that there are no Elements in the Slothful Beast world. Otherwise, based on your formidable Mind Power, all of you can become powerful Spell Casters!"

Wizard Luce shook his head slightly. These Wizards with tremendous Mind Power might not be aware of the opportunities they could have. If there were Elements in the Slothful Beast world, how could those foreign tribes have taken over?

"Alright. The crisis has been resolved. The Spell Casters from the other tribes haven't arrived…"

Before he could finish, Merlin suddenly raised his head, his eyes glimmering as he looked ahead.

"So, they've already arrived!"

A gust of Mind Power kicked up a storm which whistled as it swept toward a direction.

"Haha, it looks like you two are the newly arrived Spell Casters! I've witnessed the Ninth-level spell cast by this Wizard here. Tsk tsk, its power isn't bad at all, and it definitely shocked that group of Two-headed People. However, don't you think this is too wasteful? You've used Magic Power to cast spells. If those old fellows learn about this, they would hop around in anger!"

A purple-robed old man had been concealed in mid-air since unknown time. Merlin's heart trembled slightly. He had not noticed the man at all. If it was not for that the man who had leaked a trace of his force, Merlin would not have detected it with his Mind Power, and would not have known that someone had been hiding there for so long.

"Who are you?"

Merlin questioned in an icy tone.

"I'm like you, I'm an arrival! However, I've already been in the Slothful Beast world for more than two thousand years…"

The purple-robed old man gradually turned solemn as he spoke in low tones.

"You're a Spell Caster too?"

Merlin turned to Elder Foba beside him, who carefully evaluated this purple-robed old man before realizing something. Elder Foba widened his eyes, saying in astonishment, "You… You're Ancestor Bluerock of the Bluerock Tribe?"

This purple-robed old man seemed to have an extraordinary status as Foba appeared amazed.

"Wizard Merlin, Wizard Luce! If I've guessed correctly, he's Ancestor Bluerock. He's indeed from the batch of Spell Casters who had arrived in the Slothful Beast world earlier. It's been over two thousand years, and most of those arrivals have died but Ancestor Bluerock has lived on. Moreover, he's a very powerful Ninth-level Mind Power Master! He founded the Bluerock Tribe by himself, and expanded it to one of the strongest tribes of Spell Casters!"

"Ninth-level Mind Power Master!"

Merlin took note of Foba's description of Ancestor Bluerock's Mind Power. It was not surprising that even Merlin had not noticed Ancestor Bluerock previously. The storm stirred up by his Mind Power was of no threat at all to Ancestor Bluerock.

A Ninth-level Mind Power Master… If equipped with Occult Mind Spells, he would be rather terrifying!

Ancestor Bluerock approached Merlin and Luce. Although he was using Mind Power, Merlin and Luce could acutely sense a faint trace of Elemental fluctuations on Ancestor Bluerock.

"There are still Spell Models in your body?"

Merlin asked, flabbergasted.

"Of course there are! Otherwise, how can I live on until today? I would have died in about a century, just like they would. If it wasn't for the support of the Spell Models in our bodies, no one would live for long."

Ancestor Bluerock pointed toward Foba and the other elders. They looked to be even older than Ancestor Bluerock. However, they were merely sixty to seventy years old whereas Ancestor Bluerock had lived for over two thousand years.

Other than the Blackfire Lord, Merlin had never seen a Spell Caster who had really lived for so long. In theory, a Ninth-level Spell Caster could live for more than a few thousand years while an ordinary Legend had a lifespan of around nine thousand years.

However, in truth, it had only been three thousand years since Spell Casters first stepped out of the Glorious Land, and set foot in the Void Zone. Many Great Legends had only appeared in the past hundred or thousand years.

"Both of you Wizards have entered the Slothful Beast world from the outside world, so surely you have some elemental crystal stones with you? I have a Flying casting tool here which I've spent great effort in transfiguring. I'd like to exchange this for some elemental crystal stones. What are your thoughts?"

Ancestor Bluerock seemed rather eager as he took out plain casting tool, shaped like a flying ship, from his Spatial Ring. There was no trace of Elemental fluctuations around the item, only the imprint of some runes.

Nonetheless, Merlin and Luce could tell that this was a relatively decent Flying casting tool. Perhaps it was slightly inferior to Merlin's Aurora Ship but it was already a rather respectable tool for a Ninth-level Spell Caster.

As Merlin already had the Aurora Ship, naturally, he was not that interested in this casting tool. Conversely, Wizard Luce did not have a single Flying casting tool, so he was very tempted.

"Wizard Luce, I already have the Aurora Ship. If you like this casting tool, then go ahead and exchange for it."

Merlin seemed to discern some hesitation on Wizard Luce's part, so he smiled as he reassured Luce.

Ancestor Bluerock quickly turned his gaze toward Wizard Luce, and said hurriedly, "Wizard Luce, this casting tool has been with me for more than two thousand years. If it were not for my pressing circumstances, I wouldn't trade it no matter what."

Before this, Wizard Luce, along with Merlin and the Legend Zado, had dug up over ten million elemental crystal stones. Therefore, he had sufficient financial capability now. In the outside world, this casting tool would cost at least a million elemental crystal stones.

"Ancestor Bluerock, how many elemental crystal stones are you willing to exchange this for?"

An irrepressible burst of joy appeared on Ancestor Bluerock's face. After a moment of consideration, he carefully named a price. "A thousand elemental crystal stones. What do you think?"

"How much? A thousand elemental crystal stones?"

Merlin and Luce could not help but exclaim. They exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with incredulity.

Upon seeing how taken aback both of them were, Ancestor Bluerock seemed to panic and clenched his jaw. "If you think a thousand elemental crystal stones are too much, five hundred then. I only want five hundred elemental crystal stones, and the casting tool belongs to you!"

Ancestor Bluerock stared unwaveringly at Wizard Luce.

"Five hundred…"

Merlin and Luce were both filled with a sense of disbelief. They took a closer look at this casting tool, which did not seem to have any defects.

With various Runic Magic Circles and precious materials, transfiguring this casting tool must have cost a significant sum, but it was now being sold for only five hundred elemental crystal stones.

In the Spell Caster world, what could five hundred elemental crystal stones buy? Perhaps it could only be used to replenish the Magic Power of one's Spell Models.

"Very well, five hundred elemental crystal stones. I'll buy it!"

Wizard Luce agreed without hesitation. Even if this casting tool was defective and even if it could not be used, it could not be purchased for a mere five hundred elemental crystal stones. As a recycled good, sold as just scrap material, it would fetch more than five hundred elemental crystal stones.

A look of glee crossed Ancestor Bluerock's face, and he immediately handed over the casting tool to Wizard Luce.

Just then, an aloof voice rang out. "Heh heh, young fellows, if you don't want to be filled with regrets in the future, you would reconsider using the incomparably precious elemental crystal stones to buy this piece of trash!"

"Hmm?"

Merlin, Luce, and the rest instantly looked toward the sky. An old man dressed in a long, ash-white Wizard robe was glaring coldly at Ancestor Bluerock.

Chapter end