Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems-Chapter 240: Rashid Tariel's First Circle Permanent Defensive Field

Incinerator Andy ran through the research institute corridor while looking at the ground beneath his feet.
He swung the wizard sword in his hand, immediately triggering all the magical traps he had previously set on the ground.
These magical traps traced words on the research institute's floor like flowing lava.
Incinerator's Ritual Text!
Pillars of flaming lava appeared in the research institute corridor, surrounding the pursuing Rashid Tariel.
Andy looked at Rashid Tariel who was chasing him, cold sweat constantly flowing down his forehead. The ominous magic pressure emanating from Rashid Tariel continuously assaulted his mind, demanding he give up resistance, submit to slaughter, and surrender without a fight.
"Did it work? Did I hurt him?" Andy twisted his head to look behind him. His left eye's flame magic eye was constantly moving, observing Rashid Tariel covered by the torrent of flames.
As a combat squad captain, an Incinerator, even when facing a formal wizard, a senior curse master, he was still trying to set traps, concentrating all his magical power to create an attack force closest to First Circle magic.
In the countless high-temperature flame torrent light pillars, suddenly the center point of the flame pillars gradually turned into purple-black flames filled with filth.
Those purple-black flames with a corrupt smell continuously expanded, actually reversing and usurping all the fire magic energy produced by the Incinerator's Ritual Text that Captain Andy had set.
Captain Andy's pupils contracted slightly. "Using curse magic to seize the magical power of my spell, such a thing is possible? He's not an ordinary senior curse master!"
Within the purple-black flame pillar, all the corrupt flames were gathered by Rashid Tariel, transforming into a purple poison fire dragon behind him. Rashid Tariel walked along the corridor. The eye on his forehead like an observation window revealed a purple pupil.
"Incinerator's Ritual Text?"
"Incinerator?"
"No wonder a mere first-class wizard apprentice can resist the passive spell effect of my First Circle permanent defensive field [Fear Blood Curse] and still dares to fight me."
"It's just that your flames are too weak, too weak, too weak... too weak..."
Rashid Tariel grabbed the poison flame dragon. All the flames shrank and entered his palm. A complex high-level curse spell pattern of First Circle level corruption blood curse appeared on the back of his right hand.
"You're a wizard candidate seed from Lilith's Cottage in the Incinerator direction, aren't you?"
"Now you've accepted a mission and want to come destroy the special research project in my hands, right? Hmph, how foolish. Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, overestimating your abilities."
Rashid Tariel compressed all the flames into a mouth in the center of his palm. After that mouth devoured all the flames, it licked its tongue and automatically sealed up like zipping up a zipper.
The next moment, Rashid Tariel appeared behind Andy. Andy's pupils suddenly contracted sharply.
Rashid Tariel's low voice appeared by his ear. "I'll give you a chance. As long as you surrender to me now, surrender to Blood Curse Court and become my student, I happen to be short of people recently. You can live, and you'll gain my favor."
"After all, you Incinerators specialize in combat, right? I'll perform a few human experiments on you, and you'll passively gain some affinity with dark element particles."
"Isn't this much easier than being a white wizard fighting?!"
Andy immediately bit through his own lip, using pain to stimulate himself to overcome the fear in his heart toward Rashid Tariel.
The fear blood curse emanating from Rashid Tariel was constantly polluting his inner heart.
"Burning Curse..."
Andy turned around, recited the incantation, and a fireball from his hand smashed toward Rashid Tariel. Rashid Tariel's entire body was engulfed in fiercely burning flames.
But the next moment, these flames were again polluted by the corruption blood curse surrounding Rashid Tariel, and then all the magical flames were sucked into the mouth in the center of his right palm.
Rashid Tariel looked at Andy's hurried escape and couldn't help curling his lips, "Hahahaha... even at this point, he can still escape."
"An ordinary apprentice would be cursed by my fear blood curse the instant they see me and wouldn't dare launch any attack against me..."
"Commendable courage."
"It doesn't matter. Destroying geniuses is my favorite thing to do."
A pupil filled with malice squeezed out of the eye on his forehead. "These white wizards who broke into my territory must all die by my hand."
"The infection mechanism of my fear blood curse is... in the cursed person's mind, every time they recall someone more than three times, my fear blood curse will gradually spread the curse there. At that time, I can know their location information, and all of them will be afflicted with my blood curse."
"So before that, letting this wizard apprentice escape for a while isn't bad." Rashid Tariel muttered, "If I killed him instantly, I couldn't force him to recall his companions."
"So before that, I also need to restrain the strength of my permanent defensive field, otherwise he would have already suffered mental collapse the instant he saw me and lost the ability to move."
Rashid Tariel followed unhurriedly behind Andy. Andy's pupils dilated. He kept gasping, showing symptoms similar to a severe anxiety patient: chest tightness, shortness of breath, stiff limbs.
He ran slower and slower.
He could constantly feel that magic pressure full of malice and evil slowly following behind him, extremely mocking.
"Is this the end?" Captain Andy's pupils dilated. He involuntarily began recalling in his mind those who were very important to him in his life, once, twice...
Then he began recalling those comrades who acted together this time.
Wizard seed Albert, young genius Locke, Witch Sophia and Witch Gabriel...
Rashid Tariel's mocking voice appeared behind him. "Young man, do you now understand how great the gap is between a First Circle wizard and you first-class wizard apprentices?"
"First Circle wizards possess permanent defensive fields, solidifying a First Circle level magic on their magic pressure shell. When you fight me, even if I just stand still, you must contend with my First Circle level permanent defensive field."
"Young man, all First Circle wizards are either heaven-defying geniuses or have gained countless wisdom from long years. We are the crystallization of the magical domain." Rashid Tariel appeared behind Captain Andy again. "Opposing me is too early for you."
"It seems this time your hypocritical academy has sacrificed you."
...
On the other side, Sephilin was chasing Locke full of resentment, constantly spraying enfeeblement curse venom at the flying Locke, trying to destroy Locke's bodily functions.
Sephilin saw the gradually emerging magic pressure changes on Locke and curled her lips. "Fear blood curse?"
"Hahahaha... you've been afflicted with my bastard teacher's blood curse. Locke Augustine, you're finished."
Sephilin was extremely proud, "So you're not much better off either. Your hypocritical academy higher-ups are still using you as cannon fodder, risking sending you out to destroy the special research project here."
"Hahaha..."
Locke flew into a very spacious hall. Behind this hall was his main target this time, the research institute's resource repository.
As soon as he entered this hall, the automatic defense magic remaining in the hall began to activate. The air temperature kept dropping. Hypothermia curse magic traps began shooting out one after another.
While urgently dodging in the air, Locke discovered a strange blood-red magic pressure still wrapped around his body. This magic pressure was resisting the magic resistance produced by the Bear Spirit Jade Bile Detoxification Potion on his body, so he only felt weak for an instant and hadn't been completely cursed yet.
But it was only a matter of time.
'This is bad. Could I have guessed wrong? Is the thought that appeared in my mind actually the spell effect of an enemy?' Locke discovered he was currently in an absolute disadvantage and felt a doubt arise in his heart.
He raised the Three-Headed Rapid-Fire Peas, using the Rapid-Fire Curse and Fission Curse to form a network of fire, forcibly beating back Sephilin who had charged forward taking advantage of the opportunity.
Through the earlier probing, he already knew that Sephilin was a relatively traditional Blood Curse Court black wizard.
The vampire transformation curse was still her fundamental damage output. Relying on a vampire's physique to attack enemies, creating opportunities to bestow curses, then continuously cursing enemies, weakening them, and finally in continuous curses, debilitating enemies and relying on the vampire's physique to achieve victory.
This was the common combat system of Blood Curse Court black wizards. Sephilin clearly also belonged to this system.
Therefore, Sephilin actually didn't have any particularly good long-range combat methods. This was a serious defect of this type of combat system.
While dodging the hypothermia curse rays in this hall, Locke used Plant Mimicry: Bird of Prey and the Rapid-Fire Curse and Fission Curse to perform full-speed strafing attacks around Sephilin.
Continuously attacking Sephilin while not giving her curse magic a chance to hit him.
Sephilin was extremely angry. She continuously sprayed enfeeblement curse venom outward, "Damn it, bastard, stop running! Why is fighting so difficult? Clearly our mana is similar now, but I'm more experienced!"
"Augustine, don't you understand yet?"
"You've been afflicted with my teacher's blood curse. You won't live much longer!"
The spore heavy cannon shell from the Mayfly Flower Cannon hit Sephilin's face, "Ah... when your blood curse activates, I definitely won't let you..."
Sephilin suddenly froze because a massive, unfamiliar magic pressure that she had never sensed before erupted from the central location of the research institute.
This magic pressure belonged to a spiritual force crystallization wizard.
As this magic pressure erupted, the remaining defensive systems within the research institute also completely collapsed at the same time.
The magic lamps that originally illuminated the research institute went out one by one. The research institute corridors fell into darkness, including the hall where Sephilin and Locke were currently dueling.
In the midair of the hall were the scarlet curse spirit lines that Rashid Tariel had released before. At this moment, Rashid Tariel's voice emerged from those curse spirit lines.
At this moment, there was even rare fear and trembling in Rashid Tariel's voice. "Your target was never this research institute's special research project, was it?"
"Your real target... is me."
"You don't want to destroy my curse worm research project. You want to destroy me. From a thousand miles away, penetrating deep into Blood Curse Court's heartland, forcibly killing a spiritual force materialization wizard. What audacity, what a grand undertaking."
The next moment, all of Rashid Tariel's curse spirit lines floating in midair actually automatically collapsed and dissipated into nothing. The blood mist he had spread throughout the research institute also dissipated automatically like rootless duckweed.
It seemed because he himself was urgently recalling all his power back to his own body and no longer had the energy to maintain curse magic throughout the entire Curse Ritual Research Institute.
Locke discovered that the blood curse magic previously wrapped around his body had now also dissipated, or rather, Rashid Tariel no longer had the attention to curse him.
He was concentrating all his power toward his main body.
And Sephilin in front of Locke froze, stopping her crazy attacks for the first time and standing stunned in place. "Your real purpose is to kill my teacher? You weren't actually here to destroy the special research project!"
What Sephilin couldn't accept most was that Locke didn't seem to be an academy castoff at all.
Sephilin let out a sound of impotent rage. The next moment, the wings on her back actually began to collapse.
"How is this possible? Wait, low temperature... the connection points of my high-level curse spell patterns are most afraid of low temperature. This is bad. I was too angry before and didn't notice at all that there are hypothermia curse traps everywhere here!"
"I couldn't have gotten so angry before, completely losing reason! It's magic. Divination School magic influenced my mind!"
Sephilin wanted to escape, but as soon as she looked up, she was hit again by a heavy cannon fired from the Mayfly Flower Cannon. Immediately her directional perception was completely reversed. She lost the ability to move quickly. At the same time, Locke raised the Three-Headed Rapid-Fire Peas and poured all his firepower at her.
After firing 1200 pea steel bullets, he used three pea supplement potions, then fired another 1200 pea steel bullets.
Sephilin continuously resisted in despair, trying with difficulty to survive, but she had completely fallen into the fate trap that Witch Gabriel had woven for her. At the same time, her mana had decreased too much due to academy punishment. In terms of absolute power, compared to Locke, she no longer held an advantage and was even at a disadvantage.
Her body continuously collapsed under Locke's pea steel bullet fire. The vampire's undying body let her barely hold on for a while.
When Locke inserted pea supplement potions into the magical plant for the third time, Sephilin's body was already completely shattered. She unwillingly reached out her left hand, wanting to touch Locke. The next moment, the Mayfly Flower Cannon shot out a Thunderbolt Electric Potato.
That Thunderbolt Electric Potato split into five pieces the instant it touched her. The five Thunderbolt Electric Potatoes exploded simultaneously. Five lightning push palm techniques hit her body, paralyzing her.
At the same time, Locke again used the Three-Headed Rapid-Fire Peas to concentrate fire and bombard her.
Sephilin said unwillingly, "No~"
Soon she was helplessly submerged in the pea steel bullet fire lines, completely ineffectual, thoroughly bombarded into fragments. Even the vampire's undying body couldn't revive her.