A Wizard's Survival Guide to the 20th Century

Under Buster's intimidation, one after another C-level and D-level wizards rushed toward Santos, howling like ghosts.

Jon mobilized all his strength and guided the deafening sound waves to spread and attack Santos.

However, a turbulent air flow intercepted Santos at the right time, and the incoming sound waves were disrupted in an instant and turned into noises flying everywhere.

Jon stayed where he was, watching Santos approach him step by step, and put his palm forward to grab his head.

Before he could even utter his words of begging for mercy, he felt a cluster of flames pouring from his forehead into his body. A more intense burning sensation rose instantly, destroying his nerves and melting his fat and brain in an instant.

The spine that had been burned to black coal was overwhelmed, and Jon's neck was burned off with a snap, leaving only a ferocious skull with flames in its eye sockets.

Santos threw the skull on the ground and patted the sparks on his body.

At the same time, Juno's petite figure set off a wind blade, weaving briskly among the enemies. Every time the little beast passed by, the surrounding things seemed to have been cut by messy knives, leaving deep marks. .

The enemy standing on the ground was like cheese that had been sliced ​​haphazardly with a sharp knife, leaving clean sections on his body. Blood burst out immediately, and then the pieces of meat slid off, making a slapping sound.

Buster took a step back and watched as pieces of tissue fell to the ground, the blood dissolved into the water on the ground, and fragments of internal organs floated in the water.

Even his vines couldn't piece together such minced meat. The wind fairy circled around the manor and completely wiped out the last remaining strength of the Metalia family.

"That should be all of them. It seems that I timed it just right." Santos curled his fingers and flicked away a small piece of meat that fell on his clothes.

The bloody water beneath their feet was swaying. Apart from the broken buildings and the four goblins hovering in the air, they were the only two people standing as far as the eye could see in this manor.

It's just that one person is strolling leisurely, while the other person is constantly retreating, his face pale.

"By the way, how did you develop these abilities?" He then turned to look at Buster and asked curiously, "With the help of starlight? Symbolic metals and gems? Or something else."

"Well... you have to know that I have never been good at studying these symbolic rituals. It is best to explain it to me. After all, it is too troublesome to open the memory."

"It's like reading a math book, do you understand what I mean?"

Santos said as he slowly approached.

"Let me go." Buster gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

"why?"

"I know it's easy for you to kill me, but you don't know what I can do," Buster said excitedly, "If you keep me, I can use the characteristics of farmers to an unprecedented level! I will surpass the world." Albert, surpass Roger Bacon, surpass Nicolas Flamel!”

"As long as I raise a few more levels, I will be able to create wizards freely. Not only that, I can also create monsters, witchcraft props, and even... I can even go one step further and create pure 'essence'!"

"Think about it, the day B-level wizards are mass-produced from my hands, we can join forces... No, I will assist you, I will let you master stronger power - a team that truly obeys your orders. An army of wizards, a B-level army!”

Buster continued: "On that day, whether it is power, wealth, or the purest strength, you will have everything in the world at your fingertips!"

"Isn't this much better than killing me here and taking away my characteristics? Just me is not enough for you to become A-level, right? You will not have an essential enhancement, and there will be 1B above you , there are five stages of A-level!”

"You are still just an ordinary wizard in the forest, and if you join forces with me, you will be able to transcend the world of wizards!" Buster said hoarsely and sincerely, "The grudge between us should end, Mei The Thalia family is all dead, and I am willing to join you, so why do you have to kill them all? Right... Santos?"

The surroundings became quiet, and the blood on the ground flowed quietly. Buster still kept his forward posture, his eyes widened, waiting for Santos' answer.

The latter seemed to think for a moment, then raised his head and smiled.

"I think it's not a bad idea to let me take away your characteristics and then do the things you said myself, right?"

The cold words fell gently, making the surrounding air freeze.

Buster couldn't help but was startled for a moment, but then he saw something popping out from the side of Santos' head, like toast popping up from a toaster.

It was a brown notebook. As the notebook popped out, the four elves that were originally wandering in the air disappeared, as if they vaporized in an instant.

"Ah, is it time?" Santos looked away, raised his left hand and took out the notebook.

Buster immediately realized the opportunity. He did not hesitate and immediately activated the seeds buried in his heart. Since the option of persuading Santos had failed, he could only fight hard and delay the birth of the Son of God!

The buds of the seeds suddenly break through the seed coat, and the vines stretch out one by one, about to...

"Okay, cut." Santos stretched out his right hand and patted his shoulder.

This sound was like a basin of cold water poured on Buster's head. The originally burning essence immediately cooled down. The seeds buried in his heart lost their power at the same time and retracted their vines like an electric shock.

He suppressed my essence... He still has this ability!

Buster's eyes widened in horror, he shook off Santos' hand and staggered back.

"You've always been holding back!"

"There are so many things I have to keep my hands on. Otherwise, do you think you can survive until now?" Santos walked over with a smile and inserted another notebook into his mind. A condensed long sword slowly emerged from his hand. extend.

"Have you ever discovered that the so-called Metalia family has been living in luck from the beginning? From the time your grandfather discovered a large gold mine without an owner, to your father buying a piece of land at a low price and by chance. The "Book of Everything" was discovered, and a large number of wizards were produced in each generation of your family, right?"

"But the Robbins family, who had great knowledge at that time, never discovered all this. What a coincidence, right?" Santos said with undisguised sarcasm in his tone.

"Then let me tell you the truth. You and your so-called family have always been under my surveillance. Most of your memories of your great-grandfather and further ancestors were fabricated by me. Do you understand? The capital you are proud of were all given by me, and you are just the consumables I use to improve your rating, including the "Book of Everything" which was also a friendly gift from me."

"Haha, you have to know that it is almost impossible for a B-level wizard to be born in a natural environment."

"Now, tell me again, why can't I kill you?"

There was obvious disbelief on Buster's face, which made his bearded face look funny at the moment. He was slow and slow for a long time, until Santos' long sword was pressed against his neck, He opened his mouth slightly and spoke with difficulty.

"If you kill me..." he said, "you will be torn apart by the Son of God that I created."

"Oh?" Santos smiled nonchalantly, "The Masonic potter said that?"

"Huh?" Buster was stunned again.

"That's it, okay, there's nothing more to say, just die."

He smiled and swung the sword, but just before the blade was about to sink into Buster's body, a voice suddenly stopped him.

"Santos."

A figure emerged from the ground, and then turned into a face with a wry smile.

"Stop it, for my sake."