Chapter 300 Origin Lock

At night.

The clouds over Alexei Island are a bit thicker.

The red moon hung in the sky, using the dark clouds as a background, making it even more gorgeous, as red as blood.

The rain was pouring down, and each raindrop was crystal clear, like countless red fluorescent lights passing by, which was somewhat strangely beautiful.

But the pirates in the city-state of Alexei turned a blind eye to such beautiful scenery.

Even if you hold an umbrella, you will wrap yourself in a thick robe, pull up the hood and lower the brim of the hat, so as not to leak anything.

Most of them carried dimly lit lanterns in their hands, walking hurriedly under the illumination of the street lamps on both sides of the road and the wall lamps hanging on the eaves.

The trading area was much empty.

The stalls were still there in the drizzle during the day, but there were not many stall owners dressed as pirates anymore, and not many people stopped here.

At this time, in the intelligence hut of Alexei Island where the occult science was stationed, Xia Di lifted her long hair from her forehead and said in a slightly emotional tone:

"Whether you are a pirate or a noble, the essence is the same."

"We will not retain long-term memories of what has happened."

"Even if a close relative dies, this is still the case."

An equally handsome young man shook his two robotic arms and said with disdain: "Xia Di, your statement makes it difficult for me not to suspect that there is something wrong with the Ghost School's attitude towards intelligence officers."

"Hey, Wizard Cyril, what's the difference between your mechanical school?"

"At least it's not as cold as the Ghost School!"

"you……"

"Stop talking!" Elijah, the intelligence officer stationed at Alexey Island from Blood Spirituality, raised his hand to interrupt the dispute between the two, his tone slightly impatient.

While the doubts of the two wizards were still in the horizon, his worries were already in front of him.

You must know that the chief wizard of the Blood Spirit School, the demigod wizard Verosa Baloric, is on Alexei Island.

Blood Prison is not a place to joke about.

At this time, an illusory figure standing in the shadow of the corner said coldly: "The key now is that the Mysterious Tower disappears and Wizard Hilde cannot contact the way home."

"Aren't you curious about what happened in the Mysterious Tower?"

"Wizard Harrison, we know this very well!" Elijah shook his head slightly. Compared to Wizard Hilde, he is in no less trouble now.

So much so that he didn't have much interest in communicating with the wizards of the Shadow School.

"Even if there are doubts, until there is no definite information, it is impossible for us intelligence officers on Alexei Island to take further action."

He looked at Wizard Hilde who was sitting silently in the middle of the hall, and did not continue.

"Yes, but I believe that regarding the matter of the occult school, each wizard school belongs to and should have sent relevant personnel to investigate."

"At least we, the Ghost School, will definitely find a way to figure out what happened in the Mysterious Spirit Tower."

Xia Di glanced at the corner, turned sideways and said calmly.

He saw what happened that day - the legendary wizard from the Shadow School came to attack Team Leader Wayne Loft...

He will not have too much contact with Harrison before an official announcement is made within Ghost.

"The same goes for the Blood Spirit School." Elijah nodded.

In addition to the Spiritual Mystery School that is already in the Eastern Continent, the Blood Spirit School also has many arrangements on the Eastern Continent.

After all, if they want to recover the bodies of the priests of the Church of Dawn, the area where the sanctuary is located is the area they must touch.

"You Blood Spirit Wizards don't want to use probing to recover the Dawn Believers, do you?" Cyril, the intelligence officer of the Mechanical School, said with a stiff smile on his face with a metallic luster on his face.

Elijah glared at him and hummed: "I really can't communicate normally with the wizards of your Mechanical School."

"Hoho, you're still in the same place as me." Cyril raised the two mechanical arms and collided, making a banging sound.

"That's for..."

"Okay!" Xia Di interrupted the fight between the two and said helplessly: "We are here to determine the reason for the disappearance of the Spiritual Mystery School, not to watch the fight between your two schools."

"Shut up, Wizard Shadi, you ghosts are not the school of thought qualified to say this!" Cyril snorted.

"It's up to you." Xia Di shrugged.

Whether the Spiritual Esoteric School dies or not has nothing to do with him. Staying here is just because he wants to find a place to stay temporarily.

After all, the legendary Salvatore is still in that intelligence hut...

Seeing this, the five wizard intelligence officers looked at each other and then stood or sat in silence.

After a long time, Hilde sighed, stood up and walked out.

Xia Di looked at his back, frowned, and asked: "Wizard Hilde, where are you going?"

"Go back to the tower!"

Um?

The short Aldese vocabulary shocked the other four wizards present.

"You want to return to the Eastern Continent?" Elijah hesitated and said, "There is no news even from Chief Ragnar. The crisis must be serious. If you go back..."

"Yes, Wizard Hilde, it would be better for you to wait for the relevant information to come in before making a decision."

"Our Blood Spirit's intelligence officer in the Eastern Continent has already set off for the tower. I believe there will be results soon."

"Just wait a little longer."

Hilde stopped, and the palm holding the doorknob turned slightly white, like a bloodless corpse.

Turning his back to everyone, he pursed his lips: "I want to return to the tower!"

"..."

Seeing his determination, Xia Di and others looked at each other, not knowing how to persuade him.

The time on Alexei Island has made them familiar with each other, and they even have a little sense of familiarity.

They didn't want Hilde to die in vain before clear information arrived.

"Goodbye, everyone."

Click.

Hilde opened the door, and the noisy sound of raindrops instantly flooded into the quiet hall. He looked at the dark night sky, the red moon, and the gorgeous raindrops, and said with a cold tone:

"I am a mysterious wizard and I should coexist with the school!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the rainy night.

The other wizards had different expressions when they saw this, but they did not continue to speak.

Although they are not wizards from the occult school, they can understand Wizard Hilde's mood at the moment.

If it were them, if something happened to the school, they would also choose to return to investigate.

Even if nothing is discovered or cannot be solved, it is still the same!

Xia Di looked at the night outside the door, calmly sat back on the chair, and breathed out gently.

Elijah sat down opposite him and said nothing.

"Aren't you going to leave?" Cyril looked at them doubtfully and asked.

"Goodbye." Xia Di glanced at Elijah and said.

The corners of Cyril's eyes that had not been mechanically modified twitched, and he walked straight out the door.

Wizards from the Ghost and Blood Spirit schools are the most hated targets of their Mechanical school, no one!

Harrison, the intelligence officer of the Shadow School in the corner, disappeared silently.

After a long time, Xia Di looked at the empty hall and said softly: "Speaking of it, things about the Mysterious School are really weird."

"Indeed." Elijah nodded seriously.

"I hope they are okay..."

Xia Di glanced at him and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

He didn't return to the intelligence station to avoid the Salvatore legend. Why did Elijah do the same?

"Me too!"

…

…

At this time, the intelligence station to which Blood Spirit belongs is stationed.

"Secret..."

Velosa heard the conversation not far away, and a smile appeared on his rough face: "Waclav, you said before that the forbidden things were there, right?"

"Yes." Waklav said noncommittally: "Are you interested in going?"

Velosa shook his head, "I just think the ideas of these mysterious wizards are quite cute."

"Chief Velosa,"

Salvatore leaned against the window and stared at the figure outside the high wall, "You and I have different views on this."

"The Occult School has existed for a longer time. If something happens to it, it will not be a good thing for us or the world."

"Of course." Verosa laughed dumbly and said: "Sare, I am not laughing at Ragnar's incompetence. But the mysterious changes, I am afraid the rest of us will also encounter them. Are you curious about what those people will do next? trend?"

"Oh?" Wakraf looked at him and asked, "Do you have any idea?"

"No!"

"..." Salvatore said angrily: "Now is not the time to joke."

Waklav on the side gently pressed his sunglasses, listening to the conversation between the two, he lowered his head slightly and muttered:

"Vilosa, do you want to take the initiative to find 'Chaos'?"

"That's right!" Velosa grinned, and his two rows of teeth shone with crystal red light, like gems formed after being stained by blood. "Ever since the battle in the Third Era, it has sneaked into the world's clothes. It’s time to end it!”

"It's hard."

"Of course I know this, but if we allow it to continue, I'm afraid the wizard's legacy will be ruined by us."

Waklav raised his head, his short gray hair neatly combed, and his handsome and white face gave him a weird youthful look.

Salvatore obediently shut up. He knew clearly that what Velosa had just said was in his capacity as the chief wizard of the Blood Spirit School.

Although he is known as the "first legendary wizard under the demigods", in terms of status, he cannot be compared with Wakraf and Velosa.

Especially in matters of "chaos", it cannot influence the school's decision.

"you,"

After a long time, Wakraf slowly shook his head and said, "I need to think about it again."

"Of course," Velosa chuckled: "You are the chief wizard of the Ghost School, and you have this right."

"Is this your own idea, or..."

"I've only said this once so far."

"Hmm." Wakraf felt convinced and nodded: "I will tell you the answer after the trip to Gangsa Bardan is over."

"good."

Salvatore also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two men exposing the "chaos" in an understatement.

There has never been an alliance between the five major wizarding schools, and due to regional influence, they will not interfere with the affairs of other schools.

For wizards, as long as they can continue to improve their strength, staying in the research institute is more peaceful than anywhere else.

Therefore, exchanges between schools are limited to topic research.

At least this has been the case since the Forbidden Era...

"The research report has arrived."

At this moment, Velosa stretched out a hand, palm upward.

The crimson origin emerged, and the whole hand expanded instantly, turning into a half-meter-long palm like a balloon.

Immediately afterwards, a crack opened in the palm of his hand and blood flowed out.

But just a drop of blood as big as a fingernail flowed out, and the crack closed again.

After his palm returned to normal size, a ring with the blood spirit symbol appeared.

Velosa put the ring on, took out a few rolls of parchment, and handed it to Wakraf: "These are our recent research, please take a look."

"oh."

After Waclav took it, he threw it into the air and spread out several pieces of parchment.

When Salvatore saw this scene, he was not polite and brought a chair to sit next to him and watched together.

"The original power of the blood spirit is not in the original core of the mind, but in the blood of the wizards."

Velosa's face was calm and his tone was slightly cold.

Even if it was to seek the consent of Wakraf and others, he still felt displeased by taking out the core secrets of the Blood Spirit School for outsiders to see.

"Unknown?" Wakraf ignored his dissatisfaction, but pointed to the end of the parchment and asked: "You haven't studied the original characteristics of erosion yet?"

"It's not 'chaos'." Velosa knew what he wanted to ask. "It's not the original power I know, but it has certain characteristics similar to the power of faith."

"Oh? Change your perception?"

"Well, in addition to changing the wizard's cognition, it will also amplify their emotions, such as anger, blood, cruelty, etc."

Salvatore looked at the content on the parchment and frowned slightly. He looked at the research process on the first page and asked: "Anatomy, you dissected a legendary wizard completely?"

Velosa was silent for a few seconds and then said calmly: "The legendary wizard Valerio Jimenez has reached the limit of his age. He did it voluntarily."

"It really is……"

Wakraf raised his hand and thought: "In addition to these two points, I guess it may also be able to control your door, right?"

"Yes!" Verosa's eyes flickered slightly, and his face became more stern as he said: "The heart of flesh and blood rune brand, after being integrated into the flesh and blood to strengthen the wizard's body, the blood in the whole body will be increased."

"But that 'door' also naturally integrates deeply into the body. This is also the main reason why I came."

Waklav waved his hand and put the parchment away, thought for a while and said, "I can agree on Wei En's behalf, but you blood spirits need to compensate."

"Of course," Velosa felt relieved, his face softened a little, and he nodded: "Wizards pursue knowledge and follow the rules that knowledge is priceless. What do you want? You can say it."

Wakraf looked at him and smiled: "The inheritance spell of the flesh and blood strengthening system is too core. I know you will not agree to trade it. How about the flesh and blood transformation system?"

"You are really greedy..." Velosa looked at him deeply, "I agree to this deal on behalf of the Blood Spirit School."

"Wait, don't rush yet."

"Vaclav, don't go too far!"

"You misunderstood," Wakraf smiled and shook his head: "The inherited knowledge of the flesh-and-blood transformation system is just a trade item for meeting the little guy. The real content of the transaction cannot be finalized until we meet the little guy."

Velosa: "..."

"You still need his help," Salvatore added: "He is certainly qualified to receive a generous reward, isn't he?"

The corners of Velosa's mouth twitched, and the two nasolabial folds expanded outward a bit.

If he could, he really wanted to kick him over and crush that hateful face.

"I agreed!"

"Then wait until he returns and then... Oh, it seems you are very lucky."

The figure of a young wizard appeared in Waklav's perception. He stood up and said, "Let's go and find him. I also want to know whether his wizard talent can solve the problem of your Blood Spirit School."

"Ho!"

Velosa snorted quite angrily and disappeared in an instant.

Salvatore looked at Vaklav helplessly, "Brother, these terms of the deal are really not polite. Aren't you afraid of his rejection?"

"He won't."

As for why not, Waklav did not say.

In fact, from the contents of those parchments, he understood that the blood spirits were now in fear.

——Fear of unknown existence, and even more worried that they will lose themselves and become flesh and blood puppets controlled by others.

"Come on, let's go there."

…

…

"Red Moon..."

After completing the two minister-level mechanical zombies, Wei En threw them to No. 2, letting him allocate the core of the undead source and upgrade them to the level of director-level as soon as possible.

Fortunately, they are smart enough to judge the number of source cores they have devoured by themselves, without him having to keep an eye on them.

After doing this, Wei En returned directly to the outside world.

He was a little worried about the things he had arranged for Mitra and others.

Especially for the layout of the city-state rune array, even if there are drawings, the imprint of each line still cannot be careless.

The method of engraving runes on the mechanical puppet is the same as that of the city-state magic circle. Apart from the greater coverage and power, there is not much difference.

However, the requirements for the sophistication of the magic circle are still very high.

Wei En looked out the window and saw a red moon, dark clouds, and heavy rain. He had seen this scene many times while sailing on the sea.

But this is the first time in the city-state.

Especially the raindrops that shine like fireflies, which makes him feel strangely beautiful.

Wayne stretched out his hand and let the rain hit his palm.

[You are eroded by the source of the red moon. Because your source power exceeds 2000, you are exempt from source alienation. Comment: Oh, He! Special rewards: Survival Points +30, Origin +2, Resilience Level +2. 】

[……]

"The rain that contains the origin of the red moon..."

Wayne looked up and looked at the red moon in the night sky.

In his mind, he couldn't help but think: If such rain falls on the world of the previous life, what will happen?

Perhaps, the whole world will be like the end of the world?

The mutants that can be seen everywhere will flood the city, the high-rise buildings will become dilapidated, and people will struggle to survive in places like the slums of the Caster City-State.

And all these really happened in this world.

Even if there are demigod wizards, righteous gods, evil gods... such powerful existences, they will still be threatened by the red moon.

"Red Moon, what is it?"

"Are you curious about this?"

At this time, a slightly hoarse laugh sounded in the office.

Not only that, as the sound came out, the terrifying atmosphere instantly enveloped the entire room!

"Ugh!"

Who? !

[You are locked by the origin of Velosa Baroric. Evaluation: Don't think about escaping, be good, don't move. Special reward: Survival points +1000, origin +10. 】

Origin +10...

Wayne resisted the fear that surged in his heart, turned his head stiffly and slowly, and the sweat on his forehead had wet his hair in a few seconds.

Since he came to this world, this was the first time he met such a terrifying person.

Legend?

No!

When he was fighting with Ales and others before, he also encountered the killing intent of legendary extraordinary people.

Although the pressure made him physically uncomfortable, he could still hold on and even fight back.

But now...

"You, you, you..."

Wayne tried to open his eyes wide and look at the person who came. He saw a thin old man in a red robe standing in the middle of the office, holding a palm-sized cane in his hand, looking at him with a smile.

Demigod?

He only felt the terrifying pressure coming from his body, so that he couldn't even complete simple actions such as turning his head and opening his eyes smoothly.

Such a terrifying power must be a demigod!

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself."

The man smiled even more, the wrinkles at the corners of his mouth were deep, and his old eyes were bloody, like two pieces of lean meat drilling into his eye sockets.

He bowed slightly, his thin and short body was like a giant, and every movement caused the surrounding space to distort invisible ripples.

"Velosa Baroric is currently the chief wizard of the Blood Spirit School, so you can just call me Wizard Velosa."

Blood Spirit School, Chief! ?

Wayne's heart trembled, what's the matter with such a person coming to him?

At this moment, the figure of Franta appeared in his mind. Could it be that the Blood Spirit School had discovered that he made a perfect-level anti-strange potion?

But shouldn't a demigod wizard come directly?

Or is there something else, he...

"It turns out that the perfect-level anti-strange potion that appeared in the school some time ago was made by you. What a pleasant surprise."

Huh?

Wayne's eyes widened, he, he...

In an instant, his mind was blank, and he no longer had any thoughts.

"Oh?" Velosa felt his inner thoughts and couldn't help laughing: "What a perceptive and smart little guy."

"It's a pity that you have joined the Ghost School, otherwise, I will definitely take you back to the Blood Spirit School. I believe that will..."

Before he finished speaking, Velosa seemed to be pricked by a needle, and his figure flashed and appeared in a corner of the room.

"Vaklav, I'm just kidding."

"Humph! Chief Velosa, this is not funny at all!"

At this time, two more figures slowly emerged, and Wayne's hanging heart fell to the ground.

Legend Salvatore is here, at least he is safe.

Wait, Vaklav?

Isn't this name the chief wizard of his Ghost School...

Wayne felt the pressure on his body suddenly disappear, and he turned around and straightened his body, gasping for breath.

In less than a minute, the suffocating fear almost made him want to escape...

Forget it, don't think about it!

Wayne looked at the three people in the room. In addition to Velosa who had just introduced himself and the familiar legend of Salvatore, the last tall figure wearing sunglasses attracted his attention.

The demigod wizard wearing sunglasses, Vaklav, the chief of the Ghost School?

Not a wizard at all!

"Vaklav, he guessed your identity, but your dress seems to have made him suspicious."

Velosa, who knew what he was thinking again, smiled and said: "He said, you are not a wizard at all."

"Well, it's a really awkward wording. Does it mean that your dress doesn't look like a wizard?"

"Velosa, put away your ability, he is a mystical wizard of the Ghost School!" The wizard with sunglasses glanced at him and said coldly.

"Okay..."

Velosa raised his hand obediently, and a stream of red light shone on him, as if shutting down some kind of rune power.

"Is it okay now?"

"I hope you don't do anything strange, that would make me doubt your sincerity."

The wizard in sunglasses said, and Wayne's appearance was reflected in the lens, as if he was looking at him, and as if he was detecting and confirming some suspicions.

"Good night, Wizard Wayne, I am the chief wizard of the Ghost School, Samuel Capo, Waklav."

"Good night, Chief Waklav!"