Wizard, I have a different world

The output of magic stones is very limited, and magic stone veins can only be found in places bordering the star realm.

The brilliance of the gods was so dazzling that it even covered the star realm.

This resulted in a scarcity of magic stones.

Certain witchcraft traps, alchemy spells, and even maintaining the operation of the wizard tower are all inseparable from magic stones.

Over time.

The purchasing power of magic stones continues to increase.

A few magic stones can buy a zero-ring witchcraft, and a dozen magic stones can buy a magical item.

One hundred pieces...

Enough to buy a complete witchcraft inheritance!

In fact, not only magic stones, but also all magic materials and magic items are very rare and expensive.

Otherwise, even a half-baked alchemist like Karl would not be able to become a 'famous' alchemist by relying on magical materials from another world.

"It's such a resource-poor world. No wonder everyone wants to leave. The glory of the gods is too dazzling, which is not a good thing for wizards."

Karl held a stack of thick books and shook his head with emotion.

"But if we lose the blessing of the gods, it may be another disaster for ordinary people."

There are no gods to protect the other world. He has seen the situation with his own eyes. The life of ordinary people is worse than death.

Iron Golem!

This is the blood witchcraft inheritance of the senior wizard apprentice ‘Jin’.

Similar to Robert's gargoyle, it follows the path of constructing life.

In the absence of legendary creatures, blood wizards can only construct life forms.

Gargoyle's core technology is Heart of Stone.

The core of the Iron Golem is the Heart of Steel.

same.

This crucial witchcraft is not spread to outsiders.

Maybe you can get it by spending more money, but what Carl is really interested in is not the inheritance of witchcraft.

"The gargoyle is a constructed life made of clay and stone. It is huge, powerful, and can fly."

"The steel golem has added complex mechanical parts and gears, making it more flexible and plastic."

“Both require the construction of complex magical circuits and core of witchcraft.”

Karl thought about the gap between the two inheritances:

"In terms of grade, the Steel Golem is obviously higher, but the materials required to build it are also scarcer."

"Well..."

He touched his messy beard:

"Many of the technologies in the Iron Golem are similar to alchemy, so we can learn from them."

certainly.

The witchcraft inheritance of the Iron Golem only increased the accumulation of knowledge for him. What was really important was the skills and experience in analyzing magical creatures.

Shorthand!

Quickly flip through the books, and a lot of knowledge is in your mind at the same time.

a long time.

Karl slowly closed the book, closed his eyes tightly, and lay back on the soft chair, lost in thought.

‘The accumulation of knowledge of senior wizard apprentices is indeed rich, including the experience and process of formal wizards analyzing legendary creatures. ’

‘On this continent, a wizard with true bloodline once appeared! ’

…………

Fragments of the Divine Realm.

laboratory.

"Record: 513 tests."

"Dismantle the bloodline!"

"Steel circuit, replicating spell model..."

"Test failed!"

…

"Record: 622 trials."

"Photocopying method, using magic materials to dissolve blood."

"Materials required: Fantasy butterfly powder, astral ashes..."

"Test failed!"

…

"Record: 785 tests."

"The Mountain-Layering Technique uses the flesh and blood of the Wind-Winged Celestial Lion as a foundation to weaken the power of the bloodline, and then turns into the flesh and blood of a snake to try to fuse it."

"Materials required: legendary creature flesh, gecko mucus, amber powder..."

"Experimental results..."

"10%!"

The quill he was recording was frozen in mid-air, and Karl's eyes trembled as he looked at the blurry spell model.

"have……"

"There is a door!"

Karl covered his face with his hands and let out a long sigh.

"finally!"

"I see hope."

After nearly half a year, I finally saw hope of getting started!

…………

Name: giant squid

Level: Second-level creature

Category: Abyssal legendary species, molluscs, cephalopods, Sepiaidae (suspected)...

Experimental data: 23% body data, 7% head data...

Quill paused slightly.

Karl looked at the spell model in front of him, his eyes showing deep thought.

"It seems that my guess is wrong. What this giant squid is really good at is not the power brought by its terrifying size, nor the body with amazing resilience, but the pollution and influence on the spirit."

"it……"

"It's probably just a larvae!"

This can also explain why a second-level creature was so weak that it was killed by a group of knights and great knights.

Because it hasn't grown up yet.

It’s still in its infancy!

The true talent and strength have not yet been discovered.

"Oh……"

Karl took a deep breath and focused his eyes:

"It seems that I am no longer a human being."

After planning and preparing for such a long time, the road to being a wizard was right in front of him, and he couldn't give up.

Even if you are not a human being,

It’s worth it too!

Next, Carl needs to build a spell model first, and then let the blood of the giant squid come into contact with the flesh and blood of the legendary creature.

When the blood of the giant squid mutates the flesh and blood of the legendary creature, some of the origin of the second-order creature will escape.

Then,

Carl slowly absorbed and refined this breath until it could be truly accepted by the giant squid's blood.

This process was very slow.

It would probably take several months.

…………

"Wow..."

The secondary wizard moved the oars and pushed the boat forward in the swamp until it stopped at a shore.

There were many wooden boats and small boats docked here.

"Hmm?"

Carl frowned and jumped onto the island.

The island was not big, and the roads were filled with chrysanthemums and violets on both sides. The faint fragrance of the flowers carried a sense of sadness and remembrance.

Not long ago.

Senior wizard apprentice Cedric and his apprentice Lawson died one after another because of the poison.

The reason was,

or the group of poisonous crocodiles in the depths of the black swamp.

Xibel escaped because of something, but some people suffered accidents, including the two in the hill hut.

No one thought that the poison of the poisonous crocodile was so fierce that the poisonous gas overflowed alone, which made the senior wizard apprentice unable to resist.

After persisting for a while, the master and apprentice passed away.

Carl had a good relationship with Lawson and Hetty, and he had invested in Hetty's business, so he naturally came to attend the funeral.

"Carl!"

Hetty, wearing dark mourning clothes, with deep sadness and reluctance on her face, came over with a hoarse voice.

"Hetty, my friend." Carl sighed:

"It's really unexpected. I still remember clearly how Lawson spoke, but now he is..."

"Alas!"

"I believe Lawson's soul has gone to the real wizard world, and we should wish him relief."

At the party a few months ago, Carl sat with Lawson and his sister, talking and chatting.

Now,

At such a young age, he encountered such a thing.

"Yes." Hetty nodded and cried, leaning on Carl's shoulder:

"Thank you, my friend."

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Carl lowered his voice and looked at a group of people not far away:

"These people..."

"What's going on?"

Today is the day of the funeral of senior wizard apprentice Cedric and his apprentice Lawson.

And that group of people didn't look like invited guests.

"..." Hetty opened her mouth and shook her head gently:

"No need."

"You go sit inside for a while, I've prepared some drinks, and the elders of the alliance will come to help with the cremation later."

"Yeah." Carl nodded:

"Call me if you need anything."

"Okay." Hetty forced a smile on her face.

A lot of people have come to the courtyard. Although some of them can't be named, they are familiar faces that I have seen several times.

Carl nodded to a few people, and before he found a seat to sit down, he heard a noise coming from outside.

"Give me money!"

"Give me money quickly!"

Someone yelled:

"Three of our brothers lost their lives to build a house for you. If you don't pay me, this matter will never end!"

"That's right!"

"..."

"The house collapsed because someone cast a spell to mess it up. It hasn't been investigated yet. Don't worry." Hetty's voice sounded:

"Don't worry, I will definitely pay you money and won't let anyone die in vain."

"It sounds good, but where does the money come from?" Someone yelled:

"We have heard that all your money is tied up in your account. Now you don't have any extra money."

"No matter how the house collapsed, people died because they worked for you. You must pay me! Pay me now!"

"..."

The voices got louder and louder.

Carl frowned.

"What's going on?"

Today is the funeral of Cedric and Lawson. Even if you want money, you shouldn't choose this time.

And...

Those people outside are just knights' squires, or even ordinary people. They are not wizard apprentices at all. How dare they come to the funeral of two wizard apprentices to mess up.

Oh!

Hedy is just a junior wizard apprentice, and her brother and mentor are all dead, so she has no background.

This is understandable where their confidence comes from.

"I heard that Hedy's business is in trouble." Seeing his puzzled face, someone beside him whispered:

"She has hoarded too much land and invested in buildings. The huge profits will inevitably make some people jealous."

"Not long ago, a building under construction collapsed and several workers died. The matter was a big deal outside, and the craftsmen's union has announced that it will no longer accept her projects."

"That's not the time to make trouble!" One person looked unhappy:

"Today is a funeral..."

"Humph!"

"I guess they chose today specifically, and I heard that someone deliberately tampered with the house collapse."

"So..."

"They must have someone behind them supporting them!"

"..."

Carl got up and walked outside.

"Junior sister!"

A strange voice sounded, and a middle-aged man walked over from the crowd and said frivolously:

"What do you think of my proposal?"

"I also have a share of the mentor's legacy. Even if you sue the alliance, you can't stand your ground."

"Just give me a hundred magic stones now, and I will leave immediately, and help you solve the current troubles. It's a good deal for you!"

"Bullshit!" Hetty trembled all over:

"Lord, you were driven away by the mentor a long time ago, and you can't even think of getting anything left by the mentor."

"Hmph!" Lord's face sank:

"Hetty, your wizard talent is only level four. You are only a junior wizard apprentice now, and your future prospects are limited."

"The things left by the mentor and Lawson will only cause trouble for you. Today is just the beginning."

"A junior wizard apprentice..."

"Do you think you can keep what you have?"

Hetty's face turned pale.

"Hetty." A woman in a white wizard robe came out of the crowd and spoke slowly:

"If you need help, our Spirit Language Weaving Society is willing to help."

"Of course..."

She licked the corner of her mouth:

"It will cost something."

Spirit Language Weaving Society?

Carl paused.

He heard Xibel mention this organization, which is an association composed of several young senior wizard apprentices.

It has a considerable influence among the young people of the Swamp Alliance.

So...

It was this organization that really attacked Hetty. Did they take a fancy to the property profits in Hetty's hands?

Some people in the crowd who were originally indignant also quietly retreated forward at this time.

It is not a good deal to offend the Spirit Language Weaving Society for a junior wizard apprentice with no future.

"How is it?"

The female wizard apprentice smiled:

"The Spirit Language Weaving Society needs fresh blood. If you join us, you will have fewer unexpected troubles, and we will also support you to continue your practice."

"..." Hedy opened her mouth, struggling.

She is just a junior wizard apprentice, and her talent is not high. She may never be able to become an intermediate wizard apprentice in this life.

Now she has lost her mentor and brother.

"I..."

"We don't agree!"

A loud and crisp voice sounded.

The crowd separated.

Xibel, holding a staff and wearing a wizard robe, stepped out, grabbed Hedy's wrist, and repeated solemnly:

"We don't agree!"

"Xibel!" Hedy was excited.

"It's okay." Xibel slowed down her voice:

"With me here, nothing will happen."

"Xibel!" The female wizard apprentice's face darkened:

"You want to interfere in the affairs of our Spirit Language Weaving Society?"

"Marcia." Xibel's eyes were cold:

"You interfered in my affairs first, don't you know that I am one of the shareholders of Heti Investment?"

"Humph!"

Marcia snorted disdainfully:

"Do you think you can protect her? An intermediate wizard apprentice..."

"Hmm?"

She seemed to have noticed something, her eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at Xibel in disbelief.

"You..."

"You broke through?"

The surging and active mental power on the other party was very different from usual.

"Not bad!" The crowd parted again, and Modi Li and Oma brought a group of people to Heti.

"Hetty."

Modili bowed and saluted:

"Today is the day of my friend Lawson's funeral. I will never allow anyone to disturb him."

"Spirit Language Weaving Society..."

"No way!"

"Marcia." Omar's voice was cold:

"If you can practice as hard as Sibel, you can become a senior wizard apprentice early."

"As for now..."

"You are not welcome here, please leave!"

Both of them are senior wizard apprentices, and they have a very high reputation among the younger generation. Modili's mentor is a formal wizard. Showing up at this time is equivalent to supporting Hetty.

The few people who were noisy at the beginning all turned pale and lowered their heads for fear of being noticed.

The ordinary people who gathered outside the Black Swamp, although they have their own unions and organizations, still have to serve the wizards. They dare to bully junior wizard apprentices under the instigation of others, but they dare not be stubborn in front of senior wizard apprentices.

"Okay!"

"Okay!"

Marcia's expression changed, but she knew that staying would only bring shame, so she stamped her feet and turned away.

"Junior sister." The intermediate wizard apprentice named Loud opened his mouth, smiled awkwardly, and also said goodbye and left.

"Junior brother."

At this time,

Sibel saw Carl in the crowd and waved to him:

"You came so early."

"Yeah." Carl nodded and walked out of the crowd:

"Congratulations, senior sister, for advancing to a high-level wizard apprentice and taking another step forward in the pursuit of truth."

"Hehe..." Sibel's eyes narrowed into a crescent:

"Thanks to the open lectures of the wizards of the Alliance and the explanation of the magician's hand, I successfully constructed the sixth zero-ring witchcraft."

"And the wizard tower, I used my points to exchange for the time to practice in it, and finally advanced."

"Congratulations!" Hetty spoke, even if she was sad, she couldn't hide her surprise:

"Sibel, you really became a high-level wizard apprentice. You said you would break through within six years. Now it's only been three years, and you have succeeded. Unlike me..."

"It doesn't matter." Sibel held her hand and whispered to comfort:

"With me here, no one will bully you."

"By the way, I will hold a banquet on the island in a few days and invite friends to celebrate my successful advancement. How about you come to help?"

"Of course." Hetty nodded heavily.

Carl looked at Heidi, then at Xibel, and finally at Modiri and Omar, who were the center of attention.

He smiled and

retreated into the crowd.

*

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*

A few days later.

In order to celebrate Xibel becoming a senior wizard apprentice, a grand banquet was held on the island.

Modili, Omar, and Haman, another senior wizard apprentice, came to participate.

"Congratulations!"

"Sibel, congratulations on your advancement!"

"..."

It is rare for a small island to be so lively.

"Your senior sister is so amazing."

Bach also came to the banquet, and when he had time, he came to Karl's side and whispered:

"It has only been three years since I came to Black Marsh, and I have become a senior wizard apprentice and made so many friends."

"well!"

"It's so enviable!"

"Yes." Karl nodded and looked at the figure walking around in the crowd holding a wine glass and smiling:

"When I was in Signo City before, my senior sister gave people a very cold feeling. I didn't expect that she was so good at handling interpersonal relationships."

"Now it seems that she just can't integrate into the world of ordinary people."

"Uh..." Bach opened his mouth:

"That's not what I meant."

What surprised him was how quickly Sibel advanced, not because of his ability to make friends.

In Karl's view.

The change in Sibel's personality is even more surprising, but the increase in cultivation seems to be nothing special.

"Someone is looking for you."

Patting Karl on the shoulder, Bach squeezed into the crowd.

"Karl!"

After drinking some wine, Hetty's cheeks turned red, and her skin became more delicate, as if she could squeeze out water.

"Thank you on the day of the funeral."

"No need to thank me." Karl waved:

"If you want to thank me, just thank Sibel. I didn't help much."

"You were planning to help. I saw your actions. You were the only one walking forward without flinching." Hetty smiled with emotion in her voice:

"Only when a person is in danger can he see the true appearance of the people around him, right?"

"A drink?"

She raised her glass and gestured.

Karl nodded, the two of them clinked their wine glasses and each took a sip.

"Actually, those workers were right. I put all the money in my account. Now that the house has collapsed and the construction period has been delayed, the money in my account is no longer enough." Hetty said:

"Fortunately, Modili and Omar plan to take shares and help solve the problem."

Her voice was calm, and she didn't show any happiness on her face.

Invest in shares.

She said she was helping to solve the problem, but it also diluted the profits that should have belonged to her.

But she had no choice.

It's not just about the money.

Without the support of Mo Dili and others, even the craftsmen's union composed of ordinary people would dare to bully her.

Trouble like the day of the funeral will definitely be inevitable in the future.

Now everyone knows that she has taken refuge with several senior wizard apprentices. If she wants to cause trouble, she must think carefully first.

Karl looked calm:

"That's a good thing."

"Yes!" Hetty sighed and reorganized her emotions:

"Modi Li proposed to unite the people present today to form a small organization, similar to the Spiritual Language Organization."

"What do you think?"

"Organization?" Karl looked around.

Most of the people attending the banquet were whispering and talking about something in a low voice, which seemed to be related to this matter.

"My thoughts..."

"It doesn't seem to matter."

"Same." Hetty smiled:

"Then we don't have to think too much and just wait for the news!"

Saying,

Raise your glass.

She has even handed over her earnings and shares, so naturally she won't mind joining the organization.

There is strength in numbers.

With organization, you will have the confidence to do many things.

Just like the Spiritual Language Weaving Association.

soon.

"Junior brother!"

Sibel waved to Karl with a blush on his face:

"Modi Li proposed to form an organization called the Star Secret Society. I think it is feasible. You can also join."

"I am one of the four elders of the Star Secret Society!"

"Add." Karl smiled:

"Definitely!"

"By joining the organization, and having a senior wizard apprentice like you as my sister, no one will dare to bully me in the future."

Sibel laughed.

…………

Fragments of the Divine Realm.

"Bah!"

As a drop of blood fell, a puff of white smoke suddenly rose from his palm, and Karl's complexion also turned pale.

"Um!"

As he groaned, the corners of his eyes trembled slightly, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his blood witchcraft was operating at full strength.

The blood, capable of swallowing and alienating everything, began to rush crazily into his body.

Fortunately, after many months of adapting, Karl has become resistant to this and is able to gather the breath of life to resist.

a long time.

With the operation of witchcraft, the bloodline of the second-order abyss creature began to merge with the physical body bit by bit.

Half a month later.

Karl stood in a strange posture, with dark brown lines appearing on the surface of his skin.

Like a wriggling earthworm.

One month later.

His eyes turned pitch black, and a strange and fascinating power accumulated in his body.

The back looks like a complex tattoo.

Three months later.

"Um!"

Karl groaned, his eyes suddenly widened, the flesh on his back squirmed, and tiny tentacles slowly poked out from the flesh.

soon.

Tentacles like spider webs spread their teeth and claws on Karl's back, and a layer of dark light enveloped his whole body.

Aura of fear!

"It's done!"

Bloodline Transformation: Progress 1%.

Asking for a monthly ticket!