OBS Chapter 35 The Thief Clara
Chapter 35 The Thief Clara
Having received their orders, Hick and the others didn't dare to delay after obtaining the items given to them by their mentor, Perot.
After administering the healing potion, he quickly organized his men to carry out the operation, mobilizing almost all the third-level apprentices in the wizard tower.
During a break in the action, Hick was still pondering his mentor Pelosi's words.
Since that thing is so important, why doesn't the mentor go and capture Klar himself?
With his level two wizard strength, dealing with a cursed apprentice would be a piece of cake.
Although Hick couldn't fathom his mentor's intentions, his mentor's reaction, coupled with his own deep-seated wariness of his "protagonist" identity, had raised his guard to its peak.
"For the mentor to be so wary... that ring, or what's inside, must be something extraordinary!"
Hick thought to himself, "My mentor definitely knows who the ring's previous owner was. And why did he warn me not to touch anything inside the ring?"
A cold smile flickered across Hick's lips.
The secret of the ring?
The treasure inside?
He didn't care at all; it would be great if he could get it, but it didn't matter if he couldn't.
if only……
He took a deep breath, suppressing all distracting thoughts, and the following image clearly appeared in his mind:
"Number of experimental points: 272."
Preview of the curable result:
1. A perfect heart transplant from a first-level wizard! (Insufficient points)
2. Heart transplant from a spotted tiger! (50 points, can be solidified) [Solidification is not recommended, it has no effect!]
3. ..."
He himself has no shortage of paths to the future!
The helplessness and despair experienced at the top level felt like a cold iron clamp gripping the heart, and the thirst for power had never been so profound!
This desire instantly transformed into a boiling murderous intent towards Klar!
"main character!"
Today, let your blood prove whether the so-called "protagonist" can actually be killed!
Meanwhile, deep within the Silent Forest.
The excruciating pain from his severed arm was unbearable, but what Krall found even more unbearable was the deep-seated hatred and resentment that threatened to consume him!
"Pelo...Heath..." he gritted his teeth, his voice distorted with pain and rage, "You wait...I swear...I will come back! I swear!"
This crushing defeat stemmed from a severe underestimation of the power of the wizard tower under the control of a level two wizard, as well as from blind confidence in the power of the ring.
If he had known beforehand that the power of a level two wizard combined with the wizard tower was so terrifying, he would have detonated that staff without hesitation the moment he stepped onto the top floor—
Turn the entire wizard tower to dust, not talk nonsense!
shallow knowledge
The price was an arm and a near-death experience.
An endless forest stretched out before me, filled with the rustling of insects. In the distance came the low growls of an unknown wild beast, and the shadow of death seemed to draw closer with every breath.
Clara knew that waiting in place would only lead to her death.
However, the most devastating blow came next—he was horrified to discover that he could not activate the ring!
The last reliance on turning the tide has been severed!
"How is this possible? How could this happen! This ring..." Despair and panic flashed in Klar's eyes as she frantically activated the ring.
However, no matter how he tried, the ring remained unmoved, as if it were just a piece of ordinary iron.
Just as he was about to be completely consumed by despair, the ring finally gave a faint response.
"A seal... Judging from this reaction, it will take at least... six more hours!"
Clara's heart sank.
Six whole hours! For him, with his severed arm and grave injury, in such a perilous situation, every single second was agonizing. But... as long as he could hold on until the seal was broken...
"I, Klar, will repay this blood debt a hundredfold! Pero, Heathcliff, and this damned Silent Forest... we'll see!"
A harsh whisper rolled in his throat.
After making those harsh words, the harsh reality immediately became apparent.
Seeing the blood gushing from the severed arm, Klar's face hardened, and he suddenly tore off a piece of his clothing, stuffed it into his mouth, and bit down hard.
He raised his only remaining right hand, and a faint but blazing flame rose from his palm—a burning technique at the level of a first-level apprentice.
He took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress all the fear and pain into his lungs. His eyes flashed with ferocity, and he slammed his burning palm hard onto the bloody, mangled wrist!
"Ugh—ooh...!"
The excruciating pain erupted like a volcano!
Clara trembled violently, veins bulged in her neck, and large beads of sweat mixed with physiological tears rolled down her cheeks.
He bit down hard on the strip of cloth in his mouth, letting out a beast-like howl. Only the deep-seated resentment and hatred in his eyes became the sole pillar that supported him through this hellish pain.
In front of the Wizard's Tower.
Hick stood on the high platform, looking down at the thousands of wizard apprentices gathered below.
This convergence of forces caused the air to freeze.
Having lived two lives, this was the first time he had truly tasted the power—so overwhelming, so intoxicating!
At the same time, it strengthened Hick's belief that only strength can guarantee everything!
At this moment, apart from the apprentices who must perform tasks or stand guard, almost all the power of the Wizard Tower is gathered here.
Even though several mentors looked doubtful, they all chose to remain silent after Hick mentioned mentor Perot's name.
"Gentlemen!"
Hick's voice carried clearly throughout the hall, exuding an undeniable authority.
"The traitor Kral stole the Tower Master's secret treasure and escaped into the Silent Forest using a spatial artifact. Now, it is up to you—the claws and fangs of the Wizard Tower—the future and pride of the Silent Forest! Go and drag this vile worm out!"
His gaze swept over:
Various and bizarre magical creations!
Second and third-level apprentices who ride various flying or ground magical pets, or who have no magical pets but possess an extraordinary aura and arrogant expression.
Without any magical pets, the newborn faces eagerly awaited their arrival, their expressions filled with curiosity and longing.
"In the name of Mentor Perot, and in the honor of myself, Hick Lane, I swear!"
He raised his voice, making sure every word struck the hearts of the crowd.
"Whoever takes my life will receive a promise from me—a promise I will fulfill to the best of my ability!"
"boom--!"
The promise was like lighting a powder keg! The apprentices instantly erupted into a frenzied discussion and greedy shouts.
A flame ignited in everyone's eyes, as if Klar was no longer a person, but a springboard to resources and the future!
"Set off!"
At Hick's command, the massive force, led by a veteran Level 3 apprentice, surged forth like a burst dam, splitting into several streams and heading in different directions toward the Silent Forest.
The meticulous action plan had already been issued: once the sensor in a certain direction detects the target, the rest of the team will pounce on the signal source like a group of sharks smelling blood!
This meticulously planned operation left many new and old apprentices, who had never experienced top-level events, bewildered.
But for the few old apprentices who had witnessed Krall's bizarre methods firsthand, this was an absolutely necessary precaution!
"Klar, it's time to end this!"