Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 430 - 49 The Pyramid’s Apex Gleams with Gold and Splendor

Chapter 430: Chapter 49 The Pyramid’s Apex Gleams with Gold and Splendor

Richard wasn’t entirely sure why the wizard in front of him could wait so confidently for his arrival.

Although in his Energy Vision, a dazzling brilliance radiated from Goring’s body,

that brilliance, though powerful, still fell short when compared to those bona fide longtime Three Rings wizards.

Based on Richard’s observations of other Three Rings wizards, this wizard hadn’t even reached the limit of spiritual power for a Three Rings wizard.

This also meant that this wizard hadn’t been at the Three Rings level for very long.

Logically speaking, a wizard like this, upon seeing a wizard whose Energy Radiation didn’t leak at all approaching him,

should have fled, instead of nonchalantly standing his ground, ready for a true man’s one-on-one battle.

This genuinely baffled Richard.

Suddenly, Richard came to a sharp halt.

Before him, a purple thunder "crash" sounded, striking the ground, exploding into a cluster of tiny white-violet lightning.

The lightning hit the ground with a series of cracking noises, like setting off firecrackers.

Richard looked down and saw where the lightning had struck the earth, leaving behind bowl-sized scorched pits.

If he hadn’t stopped in time, the thunder would have struck him.

"Ten Thousand Energy Level, and it specializes in Penetration," Richard estimated, bracing against the Magic Barrier, "No wonder he’s so confident; he indeed has some capability."

Being able to release Ten Thousand Energy Level thunder so easily, the wizard before him must possess some understanding of the rules of thunder.

Possessing rules, this wizard did indeed have the capital to be arrogant.

But sadly, Richard merely sneered coldly. Rules, after all, he had more of them.

...

Goring, seeing his carefully prepared strike miss, felt his heart sink.

But before he could gather the energy for a second bolt of Thunder, he saw that the black-robed wizard’s body suddenly shone with a dazzling light, as if it wasn’t blood but energy flowing through his veins.

The next moment, Richard appeared beside Goring as swiftly as thunder, teleporting.

So fast!

The thought flashed through Goring’s mind.

He saw a glowing fist smash viciously against his Magic Barrier.

Bang!

The barrier was penetrated.

Goring looked somewhat dazed at the Magic Barrier – if he remembered correctly, this barrier should withstand attacks up to Eight Thousand Energy Level.

But he quickly abandoned that thought.

Because the North Star-like radiant fist smashed hard into him.

Bang!

Goring’s body flew backward like a cannonball.

"Hm?"

Richard looked at Goring flying backward with a flicker of confusion across his face.

Aren’t the guide sprites supposed to protect these wizards? Was his punch not enough to rob this wizard of his combat strength?

"Cough cough cough, I must say, you are very strong!"

Goring, having been sent flying, forced himself to stand up, his eyes, his body, even his blood vessels all faintly flickering with thunder.

"To push me this far, you are definitely the strongest enemy I’ve ever faced. But it’s a pity!"

Goring suddenly lifted his head, his eye sockets no longer containing eyes, only a vast expanse of white lightning.

"You’ve met me, Goring, the Child of Destiny! Fate decrees that you’re bound to lose here today!"

He said, then clutched his Magic Wand and lunged fiercely at Richard.

The previously calm air became violently restless. At that moment, the wand in his hands seemed to turn into a Bronze Spear piercing the Heavenly Vault.

Blue-purple thunder with destructive might, as if born from the wrath of Ancient Gods, every wisp of light containing the power to tear everything asunder. As it surged from the tip of the wand, the entire world seemed to be engulfed by this dazzling blue-purple light.

And the power of this strike reached an astonishing Twenty Thousand Energy Level!

After unleashing the thunder, Goring placed down his wand, confidently turning away.

With a Twenty Thousand Energy Level spell, Goring didn’t believe any Three Rings wizard could resist it head-on.

But a voice stopped him dead in his tracks.

"Child of Destiny, where do you think you’re going?"

Goring turned back to see Richard, looking like a dragon in human form, perfectly fine and standing in place. Below his feet, a dark circle had encased him.

The Twenty Thousand Energy Level thunder hadn’t inflicted a shred of damage on Richard!

Richard stretched a little, if it had been an ordinary Elemental Magic, maybe he would have needed to dodge.

But unfortunately for Goring, it was Thunder Magic.

The Radiation Rule endowed Richard with the ability to manipulate radiation, its essence being control over energy.

While Thunder Magic may sound like the Fireball Technique, Ice Cone Skill, and other Elemental Magic,

in reality, there is only four principal elements.

All other spells that sound like Elemental Magic are essentially Energy Magic utilizing different energy properties.

This is the fundamental reason why the Shape-shifting School isn’t called the Elemental School.

Under the weakening of the Radiation Control, the power of the thunder was reduced by a whole Seven Thousand Energy Level.

What’s left, Thirteen Thousand Energy Level, after the weakening by the Magic Barrier, merely remained Five Thousand Energy Level.

A spell of Five Thousand Energy Level to Richard, who had activated his Transformation Battle Body, might have caused some pain, but it was just a little pain.

Richard took a light step, and his body appeared in front of Goring.

"The use of Thunder Rules was not bad, but that’s all it was—just not bad."

The next instant, Goring felt the world around him spin.

By the time he came to his senses, he was back in the palace where he had been before the match, listening to the news from the Great Wizard of the Bronze Spear. freёnovelkiss.com

"Did I... lose?"

Goring looked around, bewildered, unable to believe that he had been "killed" so easily by a wizard.

The Wizard didn’t even use a spell; he simply used two punches to defeat me. And to think I once believed myself to be the Child of Destiny, for whom this selection process was held.

How laughable, how sad.

Goring’s face showed a bitter smile as suddenly a thought flashed through his mind.

Even if you’re a one-in-a-million talent, the Wizard World still has hundreds of thousands like you.

You consider yourself a piece of gold, but to become the shining pinnacle of the Wizard World’s Pyramid...

On the battlefield, Richard watched the suddenly vanishing Goring, a trace of contemplation crossing his face.

Space teleportation, coupled with enhanced protection.

Does that mean, using a high Energy Level spell with spatial properties could break through the guidance of little sprites’ protection?

Richard shook his head, casting out the strange thoughts that had crept into his mind.

This is the Military Department’s selection race, not the battlefield. There’s no need to always think about killing.

Richard snapped his fingers, and the guiding sprite appeared at the sound.

"You’ve got my points, right?"

"I remember."

"Good," Richard nodded. "Search for other wizards around, I’ve just realized I’m pretty strong after getting into action."

"As you wish."

...

Meanwhile, in various places throughout the Galaxy World, similar scenes were occurring to different individuals.

Although Three Rings Wizards are all geniuses among wizards, there are levels even among geniuses.

On the plains, a wizard as formidable as a Fire Giant threw with force, and a Fireball with a Ten Thousand Energy Level flew like a meteor towards a fleeing wizard.

The Fire Giant watched the fleeing wizard with some vexation, scratching his head.

"Why bother? You’re not going to die anyway. Handing over points directly is a much more efficient matter for everyone."

Saying this, a few more equally terrifying Fireballs appeared around him.

...

Above a lake, a wizard whose body was like blue Ice Crystals walked silently across its surface.

Blue frost spread from beneath her feet, as if to freeze the entire lake.

Within the lake, a creature as large as a whale kept avoiding the encroaching frost.

Soon, unable to avoid any longer, the whale-like creature had to leap out of the now-frozen surface of the water in a desperate move.

But just as he emerged from the water, a series of frost chains burrowed out from the surface of the lake, pulling him back into the depths like a giant hand.

Before being sealed, the whale finally revealed his true form, transforming into a half-fishman with scales all over his body.

"Can you tell me what this witchcraft is called?"

The Ice Person Wizard replied softly, "Orei Frost Sealing Technique."

With that said, the sealing was complete, and the fishman wizard disappeared without a trace.

...

In the dense forest, an old wizard in a black robe pursued another wizard unhurriedly.

The old wizard looked ordinary; his movements were concise, with no apparent extraordinary power.

But it was this very ordinary old wizard who made the chased feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.

A wizard can make one action concise, maybe ten actions too. But as the number of actions increases, people inevitably make superfluous gestures.

But this old wizard didn’t.

He was like a robot; his every move was highly efficient, as if these movements, these techniques, had become his instincts.

Suddenly, the pursued wizard stopped.

His expression turned fierce, ready to make a last stand. But before he could react, the old wizard waved his Magic Wand, and a profound Dark Erosion Energy pierced his Magic Barrier, triggering the transport of the guiding sprite.

Watching the vanishing wizard, the old one muttered, "It seems the power of a Dark Erosion Arrow could be reduced a bit more. This power is still a little high."

...

Bang!

A Big Hammer Mace wrapped in Thunder came down from the sky like divine punishment, shattering the wizard’s Magic Barrier to pieces.

Spit.

The struck wizard spat out a mouthful of blood, twisted for a moment, and then disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Stio, covered in blue blood, grinned.

"Heh, points in the bag."

Then he pulled a Magic Potion from his pocket and crunched it in his mouth like a pill. After the potion, he still felt unsatisfied and took out a handful of metal pellets from his pocket and popped them in like beans.

With the help of the Magic Potion, the wounds on his body began to heal rapidly.

Carrying his Magic Wand, Stio looked at the battlefield and sighed, "Ah, the good days are over. The guys I’ve come across these last couple of days have all been so tenacious."

It was now the seventh day since the competition began, and a large number of less-skilled Three Rings Wizards had been sent away.

What’s left now, no one is an easy target.

Days like the first two, where you could easily earn points, were long gone.

Before long, Stio felt his injuries were mostly healed.

He summoned the sprite to display the map.

Because the competition venue was so vast, the Tower of Truth divided the entire competition area into five regions. When it came time to scale down the venue, the shrinking was done by districts as well.

Each district has a "safe zone."

Now, seven days into the competition, the Tower of Truth had already distributed the scaled-down competition areas to the guiding sprites.

Looking at the map’s safe zone, Stio rubbed the back of his head.

"It’s pretty close, no need to hurry... Who’s there!"

Stio’s expression abruptly changed, and his Big Hammer Mace swung fiercely, unleashing an Eight Thousand Energy Level Thunder from the Hammer Head that flew into the nearby woods.

"Cough, cough, cough, that’s not a nice way to say hello."

From the woods, a wizard with a stature like a Flame Giant emerged, draped in a black robe. The terrifying aura immediately made Stio’s face change drastically.

"Sun Giant Belte!"