I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession-Chapter 218 - 192 Night of the Hunt

Chapter 218: 192 Night of the Hunt

Chapter 218: 192 Night of the Hunt

The massive hammer was dragged by chains, plowing a deep furrow in the ground.

Zhuang took large strides forward, each step so forceful that it made the entire ground shake.

But all of this failed to draw anyone’s attention; he had made sure that the Purgatory World enveloped only himself, stealthily closing in on the wizards of the real world.

As he made his way along a steep slope toward the ground, Lin An emerged from the Purgatory World.

Lin An watched every ‘Kapok’ with a cold gaze, reaching into his pants pocket to pull out a cellphone and first send a message to a group chat in the ‘Sorcerer’s Shelter’ app—”Enemy attack! Be vigilant!”

Then he made a call to the ‘Ribbon’ Sorcerer to notify them of this news.

After hanging up the call, he looked down with a contemplative gaze.

He realized that they really needed to develop a protective or concealing spell for the headquarters; otherwise, being subject to others coming and going at will was far too passive.

It was too easy to be caught off guard.

Not to mention, as more people joined the Shelter, the family members of those organization members also needed a safer and more reliable environment to live in.

But that was a matter for the future. Lin An flicked the whip that Professor Cao had made from the body of a Leopard Tail Sorcerer Wraith, simultaneously manipulating the spiritual string of red cord.

The motion of the rope traced the workings of the Furnace Operation, which Zhuang had just taught him.

Thus, by analogy, the trajectory of the red cord’s motion naturally became the rhythmic pattern of interaction between the mind and spirit.

Lin An’s guess was not wrong—’spirit and body’ and ‘spirit and mind’ indeed had some unique connection.

Exactly what it was, he wasn’t quite sure yet.

Maybe, as Zhuang said, he would know after a few more fights.

He pulled the transforming armor’s hood out from the back neckline of his clothes and put it on, then pulled a mask out from the hood and wore it.

Lin An leaped from the thirtieth floor, his body contorting and quietly shifting into a black cat. With extremely agile movements, he changed his posture on several protrusions of the building, then slipped into the darkness with a dash.

This was not only Zhuang’s hunting ground.

It was also the fight to protect his organization’s headquarters!

Lin An was particularly cautious, only transforming into a black cat and using its power when absolutely necessary, and most of the time, he reverted to his original form.

Soon, his mind wandered for a moment, spontaneously constructing a ‘daydream’ scene.

This was the Daydream Conference Room witchcraft of the Lottery Wizard.

“The old accountant has already taken my daughter and the siblings into the underground parking garage, which was specially sealed off during the renovation to serve as a Shelter,” the Caidai Witch began to explain the arrangements first.

Lin An looked at the accountant.

Understanding what he wanted to say, the accountant spoke, “I’ve activated my witchcraft, Destiny’s influence is very special, and it works best when targeted at one individual. I’ve already cast a blessing accordingly.”

Lin An nodded silently, his expression calm.

“Lottery should go to the accountant; you’ll be one group. If you can defend your home, do so; if not, take the three children and leave first.”

“Caidai, come find me quietly; I’ll need your Silent Sorcery to assist me.”

Thirteen robed Kapoks of varying heights and builds reminded Lin An of the diverse plants that had sprouted after witnessing the banyan’s aerial roots infuse into several bodies.

Clearly, these were duplicates created by Mr. Liu using the ‘Heart-to-Heart Skewer Fragrance Witchcraft.’

The Kapok located on the outermost ring was a tall, stocky individual whom Lin An had seen before in the ‘Crazy Male Witch’s Tree Hole.’

“Codename ‘Seal,’ most skilled in shaping, possesses strong situational control ability, adept at changing the combat environment…” Caidai Witch whispered, her face full of confusion, “I recognize him, but why has his mask turned into a Kapok?”

Lin An glanced back at her, “Because he learned the Tree Hole Organization’s Dark Witchcraft, it’s as if he has been eroded by the Kapok.”

The Caidai Witch gasped in shock, silently relieved that she hadn’t learned Dark Witchcraft at the time.

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“Our first target is him!” Lin An called out, silently moving towards the direction of the portly wizard.

The Ribbon Sorcerer nodded and instantly transformed into streams of spiraling, colorful light.

These streams of light were not very prominent, spreading along the grooves in the ground and walls, creeping toward the other sorcerer.

Lin An immediately followed, his loose clothing masking the fact that his waist and thighs had quietly taken on the form of a black cat.

“Done!” the Ribbon Sorcerer spoke rapidly in the Daydream Conference Room within his mind, “Unless he is casting witchcraft right at this moment, it will be tough for him to notice that I’ve silenced him.”

Lin An suddenly accelerated, his powerful core strength allowing him to swiftly weave through the alleys, and before long, he was face-to-face with the other sorcerer.

This was a pedestrian crossing at a traffic light on a street corner, with music playing from a nearby shop, clear and audible.

—Still, frozen, I stealthily lie in wait in the night—

Lin An stood quietly on the opposite side, blending into the crowd.

Soon, the green light came on, a few electric bikes zoomed toward the other side first, and the night’s city crowd was still substantial.

Walking slowly among the people, Lin An approached the sorcerer and suddenly swung the red rope in his hand.

“!” The sorcerer, extremely vigilant, looked toward Lin An; his hands hidden in his wide sleeves swiftly changed gestures but were unable to cast any witchcraft successfully.

His eyes widened in shock, “Ribbon…”

He hadn’t finished speaking when he suddenly felt a pain in his waist, his hands involuntarily clutching at his belly.

The pain was so dull and forceful that it made him wonder if he had a sudden acute attack of gastroenteritis.

But that thought quickly left him.

Because a whip with leopard spots had appeared, lashing toward him with tremendous force.

First, the red rope struck the sorcerer’s spiritual belly, and then the Leopard Tail Whip was wielded in one swift motion, its tip like a huge chisel cleaving toward his chest.

Round and powerful strokes!

Flaying Skill!

And the theoretical support of ‘the influence of mind and spirit on the body.’

Especially the Flaying Skill, which was used to peel off the skin of Sorcerer Zombies, creatures whose hides couldn’t be penetrated even by ordinary handguns; naturally, there was no worry about it being ineffective against this male sorcerer.

The male sorcerer no longer cared about whether he should release witchcraft in an urban society among ordinary people; his witchcraft power surged, and the Ribbon Sorcerer’s Silent Sorcery almost broke free.

But then it abruptly stopped.

Thwack~

A dull and forceful sound rang out as the red cord instantly snapped the sorcerer’s spirit, covered in banyan tree aerial roots, right at the head.

Thwack~

A sharp and crisp sound echoed as the leopard-patterned whip also struck the sorcerer’s head, which couldn’t dodge in time.

A long, narrow cut appeared on his forehead instantly.

From the top of his head, the gash extended to the inside of his collar.

Just one face-to-face encounter and he was cleaved in two in an instant!

His body, bound by the Leopard Tail Whip, didn’t fall apart but slowly tipped toward the ground, caught in a swift embrace by Lin An.

Tugging at the sorcerer, Lin An hastily made his way through the crowd, diving into an alley within a few steps and casually tossing the corpse into the space of the Wolf Head Ring.

The sorcerer’s spirit continued to be consumed by him, directed to an obscure place within his body, and in such a tense situation, it was not a good thing.

Lin An could feel the black oily traces within the sorcerer’s spirit, carrying a terrible, stinging pain that began to spread through his body.

So painful, he wanted to scream out loud.

Lin An took a deep breath, firmly grasping his somewhat trembling left hand, turned back to look at the Ribbon Sorcerer, and licked the corner of his mouth, “Next!”