Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 315 - 33 Curse

Inside the doll, a Curse Worm with five black segments on its body was slowly wriggling.

The moment he touched the doll, Richard suddenly saw white fog filling the surroundings. This white fog, as if alive, was continuously invading his body through the pores of his skin.

As a partner of a Curse Wizard, Richard immediately recognized what this curse on him was.

“Mist Cage! Does Meteor Star Academy have a screw loose or what!”

Mist Cage, a high-level Ritual Magic from the Curse School. To use this spell, at least six wizards were required. After completing the ritual, the Curse Wizard would summon a descendant from the Illusion World, referred to as the lord of mist by wizards.

The wizard presiding over the ritual could trap the cursed target inside the body of this mist lord’s descendant for a period.

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During this time, the cursed person couldn’t move or think, only waiting for the descendant of the mist lord to leave the material plane before the effect of the spell would end.

To be honest, upon recognizing this spell, Richard actually felt a sigh of relief.

Because this spell couldn’t kill.

This meant that the high-ranking wizards of Meteor Star Academy were merely attempting to regain some pride and didn’t want to escalate matters.

Otherwise, given the strength of Meteor Star Academy, they could easily use some extremely dangerous Curse Magic to kill Richard.

This illusion lasted only a moment; the next instant, Richard’s vision returned to normal, and the abnormalities on his body temporarily disappeared.

But Richard knew this was only temporary.

The doll Richard took out was known as a Death Replacement Doll, a life-saving Magic Equipment that Alchemy Wizards use to prevent themselves from harm caused by Curse Magic.

Currently, Richard was back to normal because he had temporarily transferred the effects of the curse to the Death Replacement Doll.

Once the Curse Worm inside the doll died, the effects of the curse would fall upon him again.

Richard glanced at the Curse Worm in the doll; in just a few seconds, one black segment of the worm’s body had disappeared.

Waiting for all the black segments to disappear, the curse would descend on Richard again.

“Makar!” Richard shouted loudly.

Makar, who was busy eating fish, heard Richard’s call and immediately came to his side.

“Sir, what is the matter?”

Richard’s face was serious, and he spoke rapidly:

“Makar, I am currently under attack by Curse Witchcraft. In a while, I’ll become as immobile as a stone.

I am not sure how long this will last, but I need you all to ensure my safety during this time.

If any wizards from Meteor Star Academy find us, do not linger, immediately take me back to Black Tower Wizard Academy.

Did you get that?”

“Yes, sir!”

Having arranged everything, Richard immediately flew to his laboratory.

He now needed to activate all the Magic Arrays he had prepared over recent days.

In midair, Richard used his magic to conjure Runes and beneath his feet, lines of magic systematically spread outwards from him.

In addition to gathering Runes, Richard glanced at the Curse Worm inside the Death Replacement Doll.

The Curse Worm now had three black segments left.

“Three more segments, should be enough time.”

Though anxious, Richard’s actions remained orderly.

Soon, the gathering of Runes was completed. Richard pointed downwards, and the Runes fell onto the Magic Array.

The next moment, weak waves of Magic Fluctuation reverberated through the air, causing a distortion of light.

From afar, the dense forest looked serene, and Richard’s laboratory seemed to vanish without a trace.

Having activated the Magic Array, Richard then took out five wooden stakes from his pocket.

These stakes appeared ancient, with dark bloodstains and evil Runes that covered them, making them look like wicked relics.

Placed in a horror movie, these things would undoubtedly be sealing demons.

Just by driving them into a human body, a demon would possess the person and commence a massacre, providing a gore fest for the audience.

However, these five stakes were actually Curse Magic Equipment crafted by Susanna at Jolod’s request, designed to weaken the effects of curses.

As a seasoned wizard, Jolod took his own protection very seriously. Especially once he gained some reputation in the business consortium, he immediately asked Susanna to prepare some Curse Magic Equipment to prevent assassination.

And as a core member of the consortium, Jolod’s good student,

Jolod naturally hadn’t forgotten to prepare a set for Richard.

Looking at the five stakes in his hands, Richard took a deep breath.

“Phew, I hope Master Susanna’s craftsmanship is up to par.”

With that, Richard picked up a stake and drove it hard into his left foot.

The intense pain made Richard’s body shudder violently, but seeing the remaining two black segments of the Curse Worm, Richard gritted his teeth and once again took up a stake, driving it fiercely into his right foot.

Bang!

Another surge of intense pain.

Richard clenched his teeth and drove the remaining three stakes successively into his left hand, chest, and right hand.

With three “bangs,” Richard had finally driven all five stakes into his body.

The moment the five stakes were in place, a strange field quietly formed inside Richard.

At the same time, the last black segment of the Curse Worm within the Death Replacement Doll finally disappeared.

The next instant, the Curse Worm exploded and turned into a mist, vanishing into the air.

Richard once again felt that heavy sensation in his body, his mind becoming sluggish.

The five stakes, sensing the descent of the curse, began to absorb the blood flowing from the wounds as if they had come alive.

The field within Richard’s body began to grow stronger bit by bit, continually eroding the curse power that had invaded his body.

Realizing this, Richard felt slightly relieved.

If nothing unexpected occurred, the curse should break in just over thirty years.

He would not miss the entire war.

These decades would be a time of rest.

…

Soon, all members of the Witch Hunting Team had donned their armor and arrived at the laboratory.

Seeing Richard motionless on the ground, several Fire Lizards glanced at each other.

“Lord should be okay, right?” Kava asked uncertainly.

Makar did not answer, and Mishan approached Richard to check his vital signs.

After a while, she stood up. “Lord’s vital signs are very slow and still diminishing.

This condition is much like a Dragon Spellcaster’s method, and I can’t be of any help.”

Watching Richard motionless on the ground, Makar suddenly went over and picked him up from the ground.

“Prepare something soft. The lord told us to guard him, so we just need to follow orders.”

…

The war had not changed due to Richard’s absence.

Because its communication tower was destroyed, Meteor Star Academy had withdrawn a batch of wizards from the front line to strengthen the rear.

Although Black Tower Wizard Academy wanted to take this opportunity to counterattack, even after Meteor Star Academy withdrew a batch of wizards, their number at the front line still exceeded that of the Black Tower Wizard Academy.

So, the counterattack plan was stillborn.

The wizards returned from the front lines of the Meteor Star Academy began to sweep around the academy, but after several sweeps, they all came up empty-handed.

All the deployed wizards from Black Tower Wizard Academy, uniformly did not act and hid like rats.

After several futile attempts, Meteor Star Academy had to admit that they could not break this strategy.

These elite wizards indeed tied down part of the power of Meteor Star Academy.

But even so, the front line battle situation continued to develop unfavorably for Black Tower Wizard Academy.

In the fifth year after the war began, over two-thirds of the commercial district fell, and Meteor Star Academy began to attack the residential district.

In the tenth year after the war began, over half of the residential district had fallen.

The density of wizards from Meteor Star Academy at the front line finally no longer held an overwhelming advantage.

The war entered a state of stalemate.

…

At Richard’s hideout

The Witch Hunting Team was eating grilled fish on the shore as usual.

Makar walked out of the laboratory and came to the shore, casually pulling up a skewered fish from the ground and began to eat it.

“Has the lord awakened yet?” Kava gnawed on his grilled fish, his eyes flickering with expectation.

Makar silently nodded.

Kava’s eyes dimmed for a moment, then he turned to look at Mishan beside him.

“Mishan, why don’t you check on the lord again, see if there’s anything we can help with.”

Mishan glanced at him and swallowed the grilled fish in her mouth.

“Kava, I’ve said it before. I used to be a doctor, not a dragon curse spellcaster’s witch doctor.

We can’t intervene in the lord’s condition.

All we can do now is to guard the lord until he wakes up or to send him back to the academy.”

Kava, somewhat disheartened, stuck his grilled fish into the ground.

Over the years they had guarded Richard, their range of action generally did not exceed ten kilometers around the laboratory.

Although Richard had chosen a picturesque location, after ten years, even the finest scenery could become tedious.

Kava wanted to explore outside, the Mirror World was vast, and there were undoubtedly many magic beasts he had never seen.

As a hunter, he was very eager for new game.

But now, he could only wait endlessly within this area.

“Why isn’t Heraen here?” Makar, eating his fish, suddenly asked.

Kava, somewhat irritated, replied, “Heraen went out on patrol.”

As he spoke, Heraen’s voice reached everyone’s ears.

“Come quick, I’ve caught something strange!”