Chapter 172
Chapter 172
Chapter 172: The Explosive Demonic Plant Curse (Two Weeks Later)
“Get out of the way, get out of the way quickly, and send this person to the second floor.”
“Be careful, the demonic plant in this man has gone out of control!”
A super mandrake vine went completely crazy on the body of a second-class wizard apprentice lying on a hospital bed, frantically trying to attack everything around it, and even broke through its restraints at one point, attacking everything it could touch.
The thick magic vines, like the sharpest iron whip, split several surrounding beds in half. If the patients on the beds had not reacted in time, they would have rolled off their beds immediately.
At this moment, they had been cut in half by the degraded magic vines.
But at this moment, the second-class wizard apprentice helper who was pushing the hospital bed looked at the out-of-control Super Mandrake Vine with a troubled look on his face.
“This new type of magical vine, if it gets out of control, is much more troublesome than the Tifrogan vine.” He looked terrified. “What should I do?”
But at this moment, Locke walked down the spiral stone staircase and pointed at the out-of-control Mandrake vine.
Under the soothing of his own magic power, the super mandrake vine that had undergone a malignant deterioration was barely under control and lay on the body of the second-class wizard apprentice.
“So that’s how it is. On the wizard ship, that first-class wizard apprentice from the Bone Cult used a similar method to seal the low-level magical item in Lawn’s hand.”
“It’s just relying on powerful mana and a deep understanding of magic to find a magic item’s spell weakness and forcibly suppress it.”
After Locke became a first-class wizard apprentice, that is, two and a half years after the incident, he finally understood what the first-class wizard apprentice of the Bone Cult that he met on the wizard ship that day had done.
The second-class wizard apprentice assistant saw Locke coming down from above and quickly saluted him and said, “Thank you, Senior Augustine.”
“If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be able to send this patient to your office.”
Locke said indifferently: “How many patients has this been in the past two weeks?”
The second-class wizard apprentice was stunned for a moment, then said respectfully, “Senior Augustine, this is the seventeenth patient who has been cursed by the demonic plant in the past two weeks.”
“There’s probably one or more wizard apprentices under the curse of the demonic plant every day.” This second-class wizard apprentice helper had limited vision and didn’t understand that Locke was secretly battling with the second-order dark wizard of the Blood Curse Tribunal. He said with some uneasiness, “Those dark wizards are really scary.”
“These curses they created have almost no effect other than causing pain to others.”
“The number of people being cursed has been increasing recently. When will this ever end?”
The frightened people around also reacted after hearing this.
Locke nodded slightly. “Just send him to my office. That’s enough.”
“A little more wouldn’t make much sense.”
The second-class wizard apprentice helper didn’t quite understand what Locke meant by “almost enough”. He looked at Locke in confusion, thinking it was some instruction from Locke.
After he was sure that Locke had no further instructions, he hurriedly pushed the bed through the special passage to the second floor.
Locke went back up the spiral staircase to the second floor, thinking: “Just as I thought before, that dark wizard is easily angered by me.”
“In the past two weeks, in order to fully demonstrate the profoundness of her magic plant curse to me, she used seventeen different curses, from the paralysis curse to the blood curse to the Thousand Edges Curse…”
“The cursed plants are all different. Some wizard apprentices even have multiple plants cursed on them. Severin demonstrated her plant curse to me in full detail, wanting me to admit that I couldn’t solve her curse, and that I felt inferior to her.”
‘But this is… what I want her to do.’
Locke’s eyes became serious. The so-called battle was not just about defeating the opponent face to face. The invisible battle between the potion master and the curse master was also a kind of battle.
What you have to do is to predict the other party’s prediction, and then use the other party’s curse to provide yourself with experimental data, and then create a super defensive magic plant.
Over the past two weeks, the mutant emerald iris lichens in his plantation have been continuously improving. With his meticulous modification using the Differential Magic Realm and the Focus Technique Monocle, the emerald iris lichens’ offspring are rapidly changing daily, producing corresponding changes in their magic resistance.
Today, it has developed magic resistance, which is similar to the broad-spectrum resistance to curses.
In other words, my work has reached the end of its cultivation.
Today, this cursed demon plant is the last one he needs.
In the corridor, Locke met Carrie Ackerman with a sneer on her face.
Carrie Ackerman, wearing a red wizard robe that had been altered to look like a long dress, saw Locke and said, somewhat with a playful attitude, “Breed Master Augustine, you’ve been really busy lately. I heard that you have a new patient in your office every day.”
“For some patients, you even have to pay for their treatment out of pocket.”
Carrie Ackerman feigned kindness and said, “If it really doesn’t work, I think we should seek outside help. You must not try to handle it on your own.”
Locke raised his eyebrows, looked at her, and asked, “Oh? Then how about I ask your Angron Studio for help?”
“Senior Angron, I told you before that if I need anything, I can ask you for help. I can’t ignore it, right?”
The gloating smile on Carrie Ackerman’s face suddenly froze. She was watching the joke and got herself involved.
Angron had warned her not to get involved in the curse of the demonic plant.
The investment required for that thing is really too huge.
To understand that kind of curse, one must delve into both the breeding and alchemy fields. Angron had recently been focusing most of his energy on mind-strengthening potions, so he didn’t want to touch the magical plant curse.
Last time, in order to resolve Hussein’s blood curse, he had used up a lot of favors within his network, and now he had to use Angron Studio to repay those favors.
Carrie Ackerman suddenly stumbled, “That…”
“Of course you can, but Angron-senpai and we’ve been busy lately… so… so…”
Locke smiled, didn’t take it seriously, and walked away.
He is quite busy.
The results of the White Wizard Association’s Breeder Competition finals will not be announced for another half a year, after all, this kind of competition takes a long time.
After all, one has to submit a work for each of the preliminaries and the finals, and each work has to compete with breeders from the entire southeast corner, so good preparation is required. Therefore, the interval between the two competitions is as long as half a year.
But even so, the breeder competition requires the breeder to start preparing one or even two years before the competition, at least to prepare the general direction.
Otherwise, once you really enter the game, you will be too busy to make up for the loss.
Meanwhile, the registration deadline for the custom magic plant competition launched by the combat department of Lilith’s hut for breeders is approaching.
There is only half a month left to register.
In essence, this is another form of centralized procurement bidding competition, but the progress will be faster, and the results will usually be decided within a few months.
I must complete my fifth work within half a month.
This is also the first time I have made this work myself. The Emerald Iris Lichen used as the base is a magical plant created by synthesizing a magic cube.
(End of this chapter)