Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems-Chapter 242: Hussein's Strange Attitude

After using potions to restore himself to his peak condition, Locke immediately flew toward the original battlefield, to where it had all started.
About twenty minutes later, he flew back to the edge of the original Zone D quarantine area and found Albert. At this moment, Albert's right arm was gone, leaving only his left hand.
The black wizard named Maurice who had been his enemy stood in place, motionless, looking extremely strange.
When Locke approached, Maurice suddenly spoke, "That defensive magical plant in your hands is really too troublesome."
"If it weren't for it, I could have at least escaped."
The next moment, his body began to collapse. Like countless falling building blocks, it all tumbled down in an instant.
That was damage caused by the First Circle magical plant juvenile [Void-Splitting Curved Leaf Fern]. His body had long been cut apart by wind element blades equivalent to countless incomparably sharp divine weapons. As long as his body moved even slightly, it would scatter into slices. Even a vampire baron's undead ability couldn't save him.
Locke looked at Albert. "Senior, do you need treatment?"
Albert waved his hand. "No need. I cut off my right arm myself because I was hit by his [Rot Curse]. If I hadn't cut it off, my entire body would have rotted."
"After going back, I'll go to Healing Hand Treatment Center to deal with it, and it can grow back."
"By the way, Locke, I also need to thank you for the defensive magical plant you gave me before, Perseus Eye Lichen. That defensive magical plant is really too effective against curse magic. All of his curse magic could be neutralized and reflected back, hahaha... I've never had such a huge advantage before in battle with a black wizard at the same level."
Albert gave Locke a thumbs up. "It's just a pity that after a fierce battle, the Perseus Eye Lichen you gave me was also completely destroyed."
Locke looked at the charred, withered magical plant beside his hand.
Perseus Eye Lichen was a semi-consumable item. As the number of uses increased, it would definitely be naturally destroyed.
Although it had a certain self-repair ability, that required several weeks of careful cultivation by a breeder.
During battle, there was definitely no time for self-repair.
Albert was a wizard seed of Lilith's Cottage, and he already mastered 0.8-circle moss-type defensive magic. He was originally evenly matched with Maurice, but with the addition of this defensive magical plant that produced broad-spectrum resistance, it naturally added a weight to the scales that could change the situation.
This allowed Albert to win.
Locke nodded. "Alright, senior, I'll go check on Sisyphus's side. Sisyphus definitely isn't Hussein's match. I really don't know if he's still alive."
Locke took out a Perseus Eye Lichen from his astral ring and tossed it to Albert. "Senior, use this magical plant to protect yourself for now."
"You're injured now. If you encounter petty thieves attacking, it would be very troublesome."
Albert nodded and said, "Indeed so, thank you. With this defensive magical plant, I don't even need to use attack magic against ordinary black wizards. Just relying on its magical counterattack ability is enough to eliminate opponents."
"There's already a huge magic pressure gap between me and ordinary black wizards."
Locke used Plant Mimicry: Bird of Prey to fly toward the direction where Hussein's magic pressure emanated.
As soon as he rushed over, he discovered that area was shrouded in a gray mist. At the same time, from within the gray mist, Hussein's blood claw suddenly extended out, coming toward his neck.
The three Super Mandrake Vines on Locke's right hand immediately sensed automatically, using the 0.7-circle Vine Lash, whipping out countless vine whips in an instant toward a certain direction. Even the research institute's walls were shattered by the countless vine whips.
The blood claw and Vine Lash engaged in continuous conflict.
At the same time, a blood claw came toward his throat. Locke employed the 0.7-circle [Green Grasp], using Black Chain Sword Bamboo to block the blood claw slashing toward his throat.
The slightly curved, slender Black Chain Sword Bamboo and the blood claw opposed each other.
Both sides' magic pressure clashed intensely. Spell sparks erupted between the sword bamboo and blood claw.
Life magic and curse magic severely conflicted in the narrow area.
At the same time, a flash of golden light passed through Locke's pupils, and his vertical pupil flashed again as fierce killing intent erupted.
He used [Green Grasp] a second time. Rings of green light composed of Ogham tree script surrounded the leaf blade of the Crystal Palm Fire Lotus, and that leaf blade slashed toward the neck of the vampire attacking him from within the gray mist.
If the vampire baron's head fell off, his undead body would be broken, and death would occur.
Hussein quickly retreated, dodging this fierce strike. He remained leisurely and carefree. "I didn't expect you could grow to this extent."
"In such a short time."
He snapped his fingers, and immediately the curse gray mist shrouding the sky dispersed. At the same time, Locke also saw Sisyphus lying on the research institute floor in an unconscious state.
A flash of confusion passed through Locke's eyes. Hussein could clearly have killed this Sisyphus, so why didn't he?
Locke flew in midair, vigilantly watching Hussein.
Hussein pointed at Locke's right hand. Locke saw that among the three Super Mandrake Vines on his right hand, one had already withered, apparently having been hit by some kind of malignant curse.
The other two Super Mandrake Vines were also listless.
However, his two rare magical plants, Crystal Palm Fire Lotus and Black Chain Sword Bamboo, still withstood the opponent's curse magic without withering.
Locke sneered. "Look at the blood claw on your left hand."
Hussein looked down, and his pupils immediately contracted slightly, because there was a crack on the fingernail of the middle finger of his left hand blood claw. That crack rapidly expanded, and then one of his blood claws actually shattered. The folded curse formula on that blood claw also shattered together and disappeared.
Clearly in the exchange just now, the two of them were actually evenly matched.
Although this was because Hussein deliberately held back considerable mana and mistakenly underestimated Locke's current spell intensity.
"Interesting..." Magic pressure exceeding nine hundred erupted from Hussein's body. The powerful magic pressure even caused the air before Locke's eyes to distort somewhat.
"In less than a year, you've grown to such an extent. You, me, and your teacher, we truly are the same kind."
"However, I was holding back just now. Next time we fight, you won't be so lucky."
Locke keenly detected the key point, "Next time?"
"Right now you have the advantage, at least locally on the battlefield. You don't plan to continue fighting with me?"
"Your mana has clearly exceeded 800, so why don't you take advancement potions to become a formal wizard?"
"Or is it that Blood Curse Court has imposed certain restrictions on you, refusing to let you advance to formal wizard!"
Hussein's body paused, and he glanced at Locke. "Clever brat."
The next moment, his figure shattered, turning into countless blood-colored bats flying toward the curse research institute's entrance.
Locke thought for a moment about whether to continue pursuing to prevent Hussein from going out to notify Blood Curse Court but considering that there was currently at least a difference of over 300 in magic pressure between himself and him.
Moreover, Hussein's current attitude was very strange, so Locke still didn't pursue.
Locke looked at Sisyphus lying on the ground nearby and fell into thought. "He didn't kill him, and didn't plant any curses on him either."
"This Hussein seems unwilling to be our enemy."
"Whatever, as long as Rashid dies, the goal of this operation will be perfectly completed. First, let me go to the edge of Teacher's battlefield to check on the situation."