Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems-Chapter 237: Battle Maniac, Annihilating the Black Wizards

After quite a while, that extremely gloomy and terrifying magic pressure finally disappeared, but the research institute corridors were already covered with red curse spirit lines. These curse spirit lines seemed like they wouldn't disappear at all, continuing to exist in the middle of the corridor passages.
Locke looked at this scene speechlessly. Who knew whether touching these curse spirit lines would alert Rashid Tariel.
So when he flew, he had to avoid these curse spirit lines that were universally present in midair.
Locke grabbed Albert and Sisyphus and recited an incantation. Immediately, the Large Green Owl Banana on his back once again displayed characteristics similar to a bird of prey. After building up power in the air for a moment, it sprayed air waves backward and shot forward violently.
"Senior, I must accelerate out of this sealed area, otherwise more and more black wizards will come," Locke said. He didn't know what his teacher Witch Sophia was actually doing. For now, he could only follow Witch Gabriel and their plan and continue forward.
About five minutes later, Locke flew to the magical trap tunnel he had passed through before and used magic to summon a wind bead, then used magic to destroy it, stirring up a breeze.
He didn't pause at all. Under the effect of the black magic pressure infused by the Black Chain Sword Bamboo, he shot out violently.
Immediately, those inverted beast heads in the corridor lit up with deep red curse rays again, attacking toward his back.
'Clang~'
A massive explosion sounded behind Locke.
Albert looked back, speechless. "What the hell, Locke, behind you... that First Circle level curse creature failed product, the one whose body you blasted apart, it followed..."
Locke looked back and saw that huge flesh ball following behind him, waving its flesh tentacle flagella. The flagella rotated like propellers, greatly increasing its speed, and it actually caught up with him.
However, at this moment, that special modified ghoul seemed to have completely lost personal consciousness.
"Reproduce... parasitize... reproduce..."
"Spread curses... spread pain..."
Locke's eyes were sharp. He glanced at the monster following behind him. The monster's consciousness seemed to have been replaced by a collective consciousness of numerous microscopic curse creatures.
"This kind of failed product has no value. I really do dislike Rashid Tariel."
"With just this thing, you can't keep me here!"
Albert and Sisyphus looked up at Locke in surprise.
Locke was just a first-class wizard apprentice, while Rashid Tariel was a formal wizard but both of them could detect from Locke's tone his disgust and resistance toward Rashid Tariel, and even a trace of contempt.
Albert smiled bitterly. At this moment, he seemed to see in Locke his original junior, now senior, Witch Sophia.
Albert asked Locke, "It seems to have overcome the weakness of slow movement speed. And I can't think of a way to kill this thing either. Do you have any ideas for solving this?"
Locke glanced behind him and observed a phenomenon: each time those curse rays hit that First Circle curse life form, the flesh part of the First Circle curse life form that was hit would swell once but the swollen flesh would begin to further collapse.
'Right, those curse worms are ultimately just some magical fungi,' Locke suddenly realized. 'How many curse spell patterns can a microorganism carry? How much curse energy can it carry?'
His mind quickly went through all the information about curse worms he had seen in the Area D isolation room along the way, confirming one thing.
'The biggest reason why Rashid Tariel's research has never succeeded is that he can't solve the upper limit problem of curse worm energy carrying capacity, and First Circle level magic can easily exceed this upper limit.'
'I don't need to continue fighting with this thing. That has no meaning. I can just use Rashid Tariel's own trap to kill this monstrosity.'
Thinking of this, Locke flew forward with all his might, his speed increasing even more, causing all the curse rays shooting toward him to fall behind him.
And that First Circle curse life form following behind him also increased its speed, swinging all its flagella vigorously, as if particularly wanting to spread the curse to Locke and the others.
"Infect, spread, pain... buzz~"
A large number of curse rays fell into this creature's body, and then its flesh began to explode. Because the curse energy was really too abundant, it actually caused a large number of curse worms inside it to begin collapsing, reverting to magical fungi, even ordinary fungi.
That monster's flesh also began to collapse and wither.
One tentacle reached toward Locke's back. It still wasn't willing to give up but the next moment, Locke suddenly accelerated again, causing its tentacle to miss.
Ten minutes later, Locke stood outside the magical trap tunnel and looked back inside. He saw that the monster was no longer in a complete form, but it still barely flew to the exit position of the magical trap tunnel.
It was about to come out but suddenly with a bang, it exploded like a balloon that had been inflated too much. At the moment of self-detonation, a large number of black-purple crystals scattered out.
Locke frowned and recited an incantation. Immediately, dozens of branches on the three Omen Mandrake Vines transformed into tentacles and grabbed some of the black-purple crystals.
Locke quickly used Wiregrass Bull Sinew to create seals, using wild grass to wrap and seal these crystals into grass cocoons one by one, while placing these sealed crystals into his astral ring.
Although he didn't know what those black-purple crystals actually were, they had after all been blasted out from inside a First Circle level curse life form, so he'd collect them first.
Albert said softly, "Locke, there are a large number of black wizards..."
Locke said, "Senior, I know."
Around this tunnel were a large number of black wizards. These black wizards seemed to have rushed over in a hurry, wanting to seal off the Pandora's Box experimental subjects trying to break out from Area D.
But unexpectedly, they happened to run into Locke and the others, as well as that First Circle curse creature that had been blown up.
Locke slowly turned around in midair. He dropped Albert and Sisyphus from the air. This wasn't the isolated Area D. Below wasn't a strong acid pool, and there weren't large numbers of ghouls.
So dropping them down wouldn't be a problem.
At the same time, Locke slowly turned around, holding the Three-Headed Rapid-Fire Peas in his hand.
Since they'd been discovered, there was no other choice. He'd just have to kill all these black wizard apprentices!
Those black wizards, seeing Locke and the others, were dumbfounded and had just realized that their research institute had been infiltrated by enemies without anyone knowing, when Locke had already recited the Rapid-Fire Curse and the Fission Curse.
The black magic pressure transmitted from the Black Chain Sword Bamboo, under the blessing of this black magic pressure, Locke's magic pressure reached over six hundred, and the quality also improved tremendously.
The Fission Curse changed from originally splitting one pea steel bullet into two pea steel bullets to splitting one pea steel bullet into three pea steel bullets.
Immediately, the three trumpet mouths of the Three-Headed Rapid-Fire Peas shot out nine lines of burning pea steel bullet fire. One second-class wizard apprentice black wizard after another hadn't even reacted before they were all covered by the lines of fire.
Locke's marksmanship was accurate. He directly blasted all their heads into brain matter. Even those first-class wizard apprentice black wizards, under Locke's full firepower with the blessing of black magic pressure and Troll Excitement Gland Potion, also had their heads continuously attacked by flaming pea steel bullets and blown apart.
Locke fired all the pea steel bullets in one go, then without changing expression took out three pea supplement potions and injected them into the magical plant in his hand, then continued to launch fire coverage from the air on the remaining black wizard apprentices.
Even the ground of the Curse Ritual Research Institute had been shot full of craters.
Sisyphus looked at this scene and said to Albert, "He... he's way too ruthless... too fierce."
"So brutal."
"Why do I feel like Locke is very happy."
"Our academy has produced another battle maniac like Andy."