Mysterious Catastrophe

Well, even if you are an advanced apprentice, but you haven't bought a few level 0 witchcraft, and you don't have much actual combat experience, it is not unimaginable to be killed by an enemy one level lower than yourself.

However, after becoming an official warlock, this kind of thing rarely happens.

After all, at this time, a large level gap is simply as difficult as skyrocketing.

"Another apprentice who fell before the threshold of an official warlock...Sissy worked hard to practice pharmacy, saved money, and forgot to cultivate her own combat power in order to sprint into an official warlock.

Aaron carefully savored this period of the other party's life, and gained many insights.

However, after he finished reading a box of diaries, he deliberately went back and found a few lines of description:

[I want to obtain the 'Water of Life', but the process is too difficult...it needs to be approved by several judges...I want to ask the teacher for help, but the teacher is not here...It is said that a huge ruin was discovered in the east, which attracted her... ...]

[I haven’t been able to wait for the teacher’s reply... It seems that the relic is very important. I heard that the relic comes from ancient times thousands of years ago. It seems to be the relic left by a warlock named 'Uluobo'. Many secret art gardens have been opened... How happy it would be if you could go in and collect medicinal materials... No, Sissy, you must be careful, you may not even be able to beat a single medicinal herb in the official warlock medicine garden...]

【...It has been confirmed that the teacher fell into the ruins of Ulobo, no... I have to go out, the enemy of the teacher in the academy will not let us students go...】

……

"It can be seen that Sissy's last attempt to escape failed..."

"But...the ruins of Ulobo?"

Aaron stroked the line of text with his fingers, lost in thought.

He has not forgotten that in the cosmic civilization where Blue Star is located, there is a group of self-proclaimed 'Urobo Warlocks'!

And it is thanks to their technical assistance that the Laniakea Alliance has completed the dimensionality reduction technology!

"Here... have Urobo Warlocks explored and left ruins?"

"Or a gift from another dimension reducer?"

A look of interest came to Aaron's face.

But soon, he calmed down: "Next time... Let those apprentices explore for me next time... That ruin is too dangerous, even formal warlocks have fallen, I am stupid to go!"

……

In the blink of an eye, another 50 years have passed.

in the castle.

Aaron glanced at the seal on his left hand.

The inverted triangle imprint is still there, but it has become a little dark and blurred, and the little snake in it is about to move.

Seeing this scene, his expression became a little dazed.

With the loosening of the sealing power, those curses and evil thoughts will come to him again, and all kinds of auditory hallucinations, visions, babbling... will appear one after another, and in the end, it will definitely be another fierce battle!

"If there is really no research material on the curse in the Warlock Continent, then I can only force myself..."

"My previous plan, although only [-]% to [-]% sure, can barely top it..."

At this moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked in a certain direction with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Someone... is trying to use witchcraft to locate me?"

Aaron murmured and glanced at the property bar:

[Name: Aaron (Zorro)]

[Talent: Immortality]

【Age: 459】

……

[Level 1 witchcraft: Wings of Hermes, Snake Scale, Pupil of Phantom Sound...]

Over the years, he hasn't made much progress in willpower, but he has researched a lot of level 1 witchcraft!

In terms of strength... Aaron doesn't know how strong he is!

……

Time moves forward a little.

beyond Addson Island.

The wind howled, the lightning flashed.

A figure in distress was 'thrown' out of the rainstorm.

He has a pair of falcon-like eyes, tight lips, with a resolute look, and a huge cyan scorpion tattoo on his face.

"...Even as a formal warlock, without the protection of the airship, it is too dangerous to pass through the territory of those weather fairies..."

"However, my luck is really good. In front of me is the continent of Addison, no, the island!"

"I... Charlemagne, I'm finally back!"

A ferocious smile appeared on his face, he made a little identification of the direction, and flew away quickly.

……

Castle.

Aaron is having afternoon tea.

rustle!

Teams of guards suddenly came out of the woods.

The leader was a duchess.

She has fiery red curly hair and looks very heroic in a military uniform.

At this time, he was looking at a young man with a scorpion tattoo on his face with admiration: "Master Charlemagne... We have found it."

"Ok!"

Charlemagne looked at a crystal ball in his hand.

This is the high-level executive of the 'Wings of Hermes' he caught. The other party had contact with the apprentice warlocks in the organization, and there was a hint of breath.

Even so, his attempts to use witchcraft to locate him did not go well.

After failing many times in a row, it was barely possible to determine the approximate scope, and finally found the castle with the help of the secular nobles.

"Yo!"

Aaron stood on the balcony and greeted him: "I remember you... the apprentice who was sent to the Warlock Continent—Charlemagne! You came back? It's clear that there are still 50 years before the next selection..."

"old man……"

Charlemagne's voice was low: "Give me the blood of the Hermes bird! I don't want to kill you... You must know that you are facing an official warlock! I'm back to take over everything that belongs to me!"

"Oh? Have you been promoted yet?"

Aaron nodded: "Come back this time, not just coveting the precious bloodlines preserved by our organization... The bigger possibility is that you can't get along in the Warlock Continent? Let me think, there is a war going on on the Warlock Continent Is that why you recruited so much last time? Are you not afraid of being arrested when you sneak back?"

"what?"

The Grand Duchess next to her was shocked.

She is also a member of the warlock family. She originally thought that she could get close to an official warlock, but she didn't expect...the other party might be a criminal who evaded military service?

Charlemagne had a strange expression on his face, as if he had been whipped, but he quickly became nonchalant: "You know too much... What's more... the law enforcement team may not find Adson Island... "

"and many more!"

The expression on his face suddenly became a little puzzled: "Why do I... have to tell you so much?"

"Of course it's because...you are not as strong as me."

Aaron's eyes brightened.

——Phantom Sound Pupil!

The next moment, a pair of broken wings sprouted from his back, and he jumped down from the high castle.

boom!

Charlemagne was in a trance, and was punched in the face, hitting him far away.

If it wasn't for the scarlet robe that emerged from his body, he might even have been seriously injured!

"quick!"

"Fire arrows!"

The Grand Duchess let out a scream.

"You made the wrong choice, woman... you actually tried to intervene in the duel between two warlocks..."

Aaron sighed and reached out to grab it!

puff puff!

All the knights, including the Duchess, burst blood vessels and all fell down.

On the opposite side, Charlemagne stood up, his expression becoming extremely dignified: "Formal Warlock? You were deceiving me back then?"

He cried very aggrieved.

"Idiot! The company drew a cake for you, do you still take it seriously? Inherit everything that belongs to you? Wait until I die of old age!"

Aaron had only one comment on this, and he charged again.

"Corrosive Arrow!"

Charlemagne quickly chanted the incantation, and a dark green arrow emerged and shot at Aaron quickly.

Aaron drew an elegant arc in midair and dodged.

But the next moment, the arrow also turned and caught up with Aaron.

Chi Chi!

Numerous corrosive acid liquids splashed all over Aaron.

"Success!"

Seeing this scene, a victor's smile appeared on Charlemagne's face.

Chapter 1125 The Scorpion

Chi Chi!

The corrosive attack from the official warlock caused all the nearby soil, rocks, and trees to rot, turning into puddles of viscous liquid, and an unpleasant smell spread, instantly transforming the surrounding area into a swampy terrain.

However, in this man-made swamp terrain, a figure stood up.

"You actually used the scattered technique...boy, you did a good job..."

The sound of sneer came out.

"Impossible! Even if an official warlock is hit by my arrow of corrosion, it's impossible..." Charlemagne's voice was filled with extreme panic.

The next moment, he saw a pitch-black figure rushing out of the swamp, flicking his palm, and attacking him as weak and boneless!

"Stop!"

Charlemagne exploded with blood all over his body, forming a scarlet robe.

But this time, Cheng's beak-shaped palm directly scratched through the blood-colored illusory robe and landed on Charlemagne.

puff!

There was a big hole in his chest, and a beating bright red heart could be seen faintly.

With just one move, Charlemagne was hit hard!

Aaron stood where he was, the fine black snake scales on his right hand were slowly fading away.

The clothes on his body were tattered, and looking inward from the damage, one could vaguely see the same pitch-black scales.

——Snake Scale Technique!

"Is this the strength of a first-level warlock? It's too weak..."

A deep disappointment appeared on Aaron's face: "Originally... I thought you could give me more fun..."

"Cough cough!"