The Wizard Path From The Simulator

Chapter 203 - 203: 140: “Soul Academy” and “Totem Pillars” (Please Subscribe) _2

“Father.”

Milton looked at Arthur and smiled as he spoke.

Arthur appeared no different from before, even younger than before.

“It’s good to have you home, I’ve arranged for a feast with William.” Arthur replied, his face full of smiles.

Milton nodded, then he took out some items from his spatial ring and gave them to Arthur.

These things didn’t cost him many magic stones, but they were undoubtedly a significant fortune for his family.

Arthur, without any pretense, accepted these items and put them aside.

Father and son conversed joyfully for a while.

The evening feast went smoothly. Milton had mastered the Grain Avoidance technique, but indulging himself in delicious food once in a while still felt delightful.

At the feast, Milton was sipping his wine in small sips.

He did not seem standoffish as numerous nobles’ daughters came to strike up a conversation, and would cheerfully drink with them when they raised a toast.

These young ladies had no idea that Milton was a wizard; they simply thought he was handsome.

To these nave girls, Milton’s charm was at a bug-level.

After the banquet, Milton did not participate in the subsequent dance party. Time flew by quickly, and Milton stayed in the Kasen Subcontinent for half a month.

One day, Milton stopped practicing the Meditation Technique. Sensing the unrest in his bloodline, he disappeared from where he stood.

At the edge of the Kasen subcontinent.

Milton hovered in the air, the Book of Truth floating before him.

A man in a black robe who stood not far from Milton gave him a deep look, then disappeared from his spot.

Unaffected, Milton swung his hand lightly, and a small tear appeared in the Milton stepped into the void.

After reaching Level 3 as a wizard, the impact of the void space on him became minuscule.

As long as there were no sudden anomalies in the void, he could walk in the void as if it was a flat ground.

“The Black Lizard Bloodline disguising as the White Raven Bloodline?” Milton chuckled, stepping forward in the void.

In an eyeblink, he saw the man in the black robe in that void as well.

The man in the black robe was taken by surprise that Milton dared to follow him into the void.

He was a Level 3 Bloodline Wizard, therefore he didn’t carefully sense Milton’s Spiritual Wizard realm.

He still believed Milton was only a Bloodline Wizard who had reached Level 2 at his maximum.

Simple as that, this youngster must have a trump card up his sleeve!

Hence, the man in the black robe dared not to be remiss either.

However, in the next moment, he saw something that he found rather baffling.

The youngster he looked down upon suddenly appeared right in front of him.

What?

Is he trying to grapple with me?

Unsure of what the young man was scheming, the man in the black robe launched his Third-Ring Bloodline Magic!

[Third Ring Magic.Black Lizard True Body] !

His body underwent a drastic change, transforming into a giant black lizard.

[Third Ring Magic.Time Imprisonment]!

A ghost-like chain surged out from Milton’s spiritual sea, entwining around the huge black lizard’s body.

A Level 3 Spiritual Wizard?

A sense of ominousness surfaced from the man in black’s heart.

At this point, the situation had got out of his control.

The next moment, a fist caught his eyes.

The red gem at the back of Milton’s spiritual sea emitted a faint fluorescence.

A massive phantom of flames appeared behind Milton.

Level 3 Bloodline Wizard?

How could that be possible?

[Third Ring Magic.Lizard Roar]! But the man in black reacted swiftly too.

“Roar!!”

A loud sound echoed in the void.

But Milton seemed unaffected.

In a flash, his fist landed on the black lizard’s face.

“Boom!!”

A plume of black blood exploded and scattered. Milton’s spiritual power blocked the blood mist, preventing it from splattering on him.

Then, in the next moment, the exploded blood mist gradually gathered back together.

[Second Grade Skill•Star-Picking Technique]!

An unseen giant hand emerged behind the blood mist and plucked one.

The blood mist gathered again, rematerialising into the man in the black robe. Just as when the man in the black robe’s body had reassembled, Milton’s body reappeared in front of him.

Another punch, another explosion of blood mist.

Then, another invisible hand appeared, taking away a bit of the man in the

black robe’s ‘luck’.

The man in the black robe was taken aback by the two punches Milton had given him.

What kind of bloodline is this?

As a member of the Black Lizard Scholars association, he had never seen a bloodline like Milton’s before.

And what’s more, wasn’t he from the White Raven Bloodline?

It shouldn’t be possible for a Level 3 wizard of the White Raven Bloodline to possess such abilities!

And most importantly, there seemed to be an inexplicable force suppressing his consciousness the moment a fist was flying towards him, which caused his reaction to be always a moment late.

Naturally, he would not know about the effect of the ‘Divine Intent’.

Because, this power did not belong to this world.

Gathered, exploded into a blood mist.

Gathered, exploded into a blood mist!

The man in the black robe was not even given a chance to activate a disposable magic device.

The next moment, a glimmer of hope rose in the heart of the man in the black robe, even accompanied by a hint of desperation. Because this time, there was no fist flying towards him.

This moment is enough.

The next moment, his spiritual power surged, and a token was activated.

Massive spiritual power enveloped his body, seemingly ready to take him away from this dangerous place.

And Milton?

At this moment, Milton had a faint smile on his face and watched the man in the black robe’s performance in silence.

What would be of a person when all his luck is taken away?