Warlock of the Magus World 1-596

by Wen Chao Gong

  “Hmph!” George knew her suggestion was reasonable, but couldn’t help but snort in reply.

  He wasn’t stupid and naturally knew what had just happened.

  He really didn’t want to form an alliance with such a woman.

  However, his rational side told him that this was the best way to get out of this difficult situation.

  “George!” Sheira cast a worried glance at George. She had already readied her bow, which had been on her shoulder, and positioned it at her front.

  “Leylin! Let’s do it!” George saw that the bandits were quickly closing in and unwillingly bellowed.

  The muscles on his body bulged bit by bit, and in an instant, he turned into a giant that was more than three metres tall. At the same time, his skin had turned green, matching with the veins on his muscles that looked like connected earthworms. Leylin suddenly thought of the Incredible Hulk, a figure he was familiar with in his previous life.

  “Roar!” After transforming into the green giant, George pounded on his naked chest and bellowed out a thundering roar.

  He stomped on the ground, and with huge momentum, shot towards the incoming bandits like a lead bullet which had left a gun barrel.

  *Pa!*

  With a wave of George’s giant palm, a bandit was sent flying. Blood splattered all over, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard. Even the piercing screeches of horror were overshadowed by this grisly sight and sound.

  “What amazing power! Besides some flaws in speed and rationality, every other aspect is perfect!” Leylin watched George, who was freely utilizing his might, from a corner, his blue eyes flashing.

  He never expected George to have majored in transfiguration!

  However, this decision was easy to relate to, as Magi usually held high positions, and prioritised lengthening their lifespan.

  For the average magician, advancing to the level of a Magus to gain a longer lifespan was much too difficult. Hence, by transplanting the organs of various powerful creatures and modifying one’s body, one would be able to strengthen and increase his or her vitality. This had gradually become the norm amongst magicians.

  The study of transmutation had thus become very popular amongst many.

  Strictly speaking, the changes that a Warlock would undergo could actually be considered an extension of transmutation as well. At the very least, they were rather similar at the beginning stages.

  Hence, when Leylin was at the Four Seasons Garden, he had concentrated on collecting all knowledge related to transmutation. With the aid of the A.I. Chip, his knowledge in transmutation was at a level close to official Magi who had spent most of their life researching on this subject.

  With just a look, Leylin could identify the creature George had used.

  “Out of all the plants that can be transfigured, a Green Metal Tree? This is a popular choice amongst acolytes since it’s easy to work with and augments offensive prowess. Its defensive properties are not bad, and there are many ways in which one can advance. There aren’t too many restrictions!”

  At this moment, the green giant that George had transformed into was in the center of the battlefield, grabbing an unlucky individual’s thigh. The poor man was used as a huge club and was swung around by George at any bandits who neared him.

  This “human weapon” brushed against the ground from time to time, producing traces of bright red bloodstains. From the looks of it, the acolyte that George had caught was in a rather terrible situation.

  *Chi! Chi!*

  Meanwhile, there were several green arrows being shot by Sheira’s bow from behind George. She covered for George and helped him fend off attackers.

  “Hm. They have good rapport!” Leylin nodded, looking incredibly relaxed.

  Around him, there was a layer of invisible waves that could manipulate one’s mind. All acolytes who entered the domain he had set up would unconsciously choose to ignore him, and would instead fight amongst themselves.

  Such a strange situation had obviously attracted the attentions of many.

  “Look at him! The enemies aren’t going after him at all. He has got to be a spy!”

  The three acolytes behind Jamu saw this odd situation, and immediately yelled.

  “Uhh…” Leylin touched his nose.

  His laid back appearance was rather eye catching in this desperate battle.

  Before George and the others could react, the winner on the side of the battlefield where Jamu was had been decided.

  “You’re forcing me to do this! Burst form! Activate!”

  After waving his sword in quick succession, he scattered the bunch of dark acolytes that approached and steeled his mind while looking at the numerous dark warriors around him.

  He pressed a few points on his body, as if stimulating some special state.

  In a split second, his blue hair exploded strand by strand, and immense energy undulations were emitted from his body.

  *Weng Weng!*

  The white broadsword in Jamu’s hand also produced a rumble.

  “Whirlwind, Second form!” Jamu shouted.

  From within the sword, a violent, green hurricane emerged!

  The tremendous hurricane shrouded Jamu’s body, and he rapidly spun along with it.

  The green hurricane was like a spinning top, with the surface being the edge of the broadsword. Like the wind, it swept through the battlefield, along with the hordes of dark warriors.

  *Peng!* *Peng!* *Peng!* *Peng!*

  The dark warriors that had been swept up in the green hurricane looked like they were caught by a large, shapeless hand and forced into a vortex. They scattered into countless black pieces that flew about in the air.

  The violent hurricane instantly destroyed the dark warriors’ layers of defense and quickly approached the bandit leader.

  “Night Devil!”

  The bandit leader produced a black ring and yelled, the gaze in his eyes frantic for the very first time.

  *Peng!*

  Numerous black rays emanated from the ring and formed a large black shield in front of him. There were fine black barbed tips on the surface, with the sheen of a metallic luster.

  When the attacks from the hurricane struck against the black shield, a gigantic energy shock wave engulfed the area.

  *Boom!*

  Along with the loud noise, the explosion left a deep crater on the surface of the ground. An entire layer of the ground had been turned up, exposing plant roots and countless stones.

  Even the side of the battlefield that Leylin was on was affected!

  Whether it was the bandits or the acolytes near Leylin, everyone was in a pitiful state.

  After the blast wave had died down, dust flew all over like a curtain and covered the battlefield.

  The two opposing forces stopped all actions, and focused their gazes on the centre of the area.

  After a moment, the dust dispersed and revealed the area.

  In the middle of the crater, innumerable crevices had split open like cobwebs under the two combatants’ feet. Jamu’s two hands were fixed firmly on his silver white broadsword, pressed against the surface of the black shield.

  “Hah! Hah!”

  Jamu was panting roughly, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

  It was obvious that the violent explosion had taken a toll on his physical strength.

  “Hehe… I acknowledge your strength, but so what? You’ve probably used up all your spiritual force at this point, no? I wonder how much energy is still left in the reserves of that large sword of yours.”

  The bandit leader snickered.

  With the sounds of his laughter, the black light from the shield began to suppress the sword.

  The strain could be seen on Jamu’s expression as the broadsword was gradually forced backwards by the shield.

  “Jamu—Senior Jamu!” The acolytes who had come with Jamu murmured worriedly, their voices breaking.

  “Jamu won’t actually lose right? He’s the number 1 geniu
s acolyte of the academy…”

  Bessita’s little face had turned pale as she scanned the surroundings.

  “Hehe… I’ll bring your head back, hang it in my bedroom, and treat it as my most treasured collection item!” The bandit leader snickered complacently.

  “Unfortunately, you’re the one who’s going to lose! Furthermore, I’ll be the one stepping over your body as if I’m stepping over stones!”

  Chapter 200 – A Dark Magus

  Jamu’s face turned red and he suddenly shouted, “Third Form!”

  An instant later, blood oozed from his skin.

  The great amount of blood soaked into his clothes, staining it red. His whole body currently looked as if he had just been fished out of an ocean of blood.

  With his blood bubbling up, a shocking amount of terrifying spiritual force was also sent out from Jamu’s body suddenly.

  The large sword in Jamu’s hand immediately turned a bright red color, and its radiance momentarily grew by several metres.

  *Peng!*

  The bandit leader’s black metal shield was broken into pieces by the blood-red sword.

  Following which, Jamu swung the sword in his hands and aimed a fierce chop at the black-garbed bandit leader.

  *Sssii!*

  The black-garbed bandit leader was sent flying by the attack, and the black ring-shaped magic artifact on his body shattered into pieces in mid-air. It then turned into fine dust, which drifted off with the wind.

  “Good work, Jamu!”

  “You truly are worthy of being called Senior Jamu!”

  Witnessing this scene, all the other people from the Wetland Gardens Academy immediately began to cheer.

  Jamu, on the other hand, immediately turned around with his sword aimed at the remaining bandits.

  Apparently, he had planned to dispose of all these enemies in one breath; after all, the third form also placed a heavy burden on him and had other troublesome after effects.

  “Jamu is the best…” Bessita said, seeing Jamu’s unusual power. She blushed, stars flashing in her eyes.

  “Pieces of trash! You have forced my hand!”

  Suddenly, a strange hoarse voice could be heard.

  After hearing this voice, the bandits, who had been arrogant up until a moment ago, kneeled down as if they had seen God, their bodies slightly trembling.

  Following this voice, a huge black palm appeared in midair and slammed at Jamu, just like someone swatting a housefly.

  *Thump!*

  The black palm merely swatted, yet the blood-red sword in Jamu’s hand was sent flying. Soon after, a fist struck out. Jamu’s chest caved in, and he spurted out a large amount of blood as he was thrown back.

  “An offi…official Magus?”

  Lying on the ground, Jamu’s expression was one of incredulity, and then he lost consciousness.

  “Official Magus?” Bessita’s expression paled, and she felt limp and collapsed as if the bones in her body had been removed. “We are finished!”

  Although they had heard that there was a dark official Magus hiding in one of the many bandit groups, they had not anticipated that they would encounter this particular one.

  This was a high and mighty Magus! Would he even put their small group of acolytes in his eyes?

  Unfortunately, the reality was cruel, and what one least expected would always happen.

  The dark Magus was clothed in a black robe with golden accents, and with a black fog obscured his appearance, he instantly appeared in front of them.

  *Awooooo!* George issued a loud howl and faced the dark Magus head-on.

  Though powerful, George’s gigantic green form caused side effects such as losing rationality for an indeterminate period randomly. This effect was more obvious when the body was transformed.

  He instinctively rushed towards the middle of the battlefield, heading for the dark Magus who was immensely pressuring him.

  “George! Don’t!” shouted Shiera, with a look of despair on her face.

  “A lowly acolyte dares to attack this mighty Lord Magus?”

  The dark Magus sneered. A dangerous green phosphorescent claw from an unknown beast latched onto George.

  *Puchi!*

  Suddenly, raging black fireballs struck this strange claw.

  The raging black fireballs seemed to fill the sky and dyed it a dark black.

  This was merely a green claw, and though it tried to persist within the black flame, it was burned to ashes within a few seconds.

  “Who was that?” The dark-gowned Magus asked in rage.

  “Ai…” was the reply he heard, a soft and gentle sigh.

  Immediately, Leylin’s body flashed past in a dark ray of light, appearing in front of George, who had transformed into the green giant.

  At this moment, however, there was some drool flowing from one side of George’s mouth—he had completely lost his rationality. Seeing Leylin, he attempted to grab him.

  The green giant’s arms had flexible and sturdy muscles, causing violent gales when they moved.

  While facing this attack, Leylin calmly extended his right hand.

  *Bang!*

  The huge fist was directly blocked by the pale, slender palm of Leylin.

  At this moment, Leylin’s body was like an infant’s when compared to that of the green giant, but even so, Leylin still resisted the green giant’s full strength attack.

  This scene appeared to be all too hilarious, but not a single person present was laughing.

  “An offi…official Magus?”

  Alexander’s jaws snapped wide open—thus resembling a toad—and he said, “Leylin is an official Magus! My heavens…”

  “How foolish were we?” Lana and the other acolytes also were gaping foolishly.

  As for Bessita, this woman had basically become paralyzed on the ground—in short, she was unable to say anything!

  The only one who looked happy at all was Shiera.

  Currently, George was on the ground, bound by many black chains which sprouted from the ground underneath Leylin.

  Following which, the transformation of George’s body seemed to be undergoing a change; it began shrinking while emitting steam. He gradually shrunk, and later regained the build of an ordinary man.

  “George!” Shiera hurriedly approached and helped remove the black chains from George’s body.

  George was in a coma, and his body was involuntarily twitching. He looked terrible; his face still had large patches of green, and his lips had lost their colour.