The blood of dark elves is a beautiful dark purple, emitting a faint, refreshing scent, like the fragrance of fallen flowers.
Morin clapped his hands, stood up, and thought of something.
When they set off into the Dark Forest, Lord Augulit gave each wizard apprentice a black bag containing a rough map of the secret realm.
On its own, this map isn't very useful because it's too simplistic and doesn't offer much practical benefit. However, when combined with maps from other wizarding organizations, it can be quite effective.
In the secret realm, Morin had killed quite a few wizard apprentices, including those from various wizarding organizations, so Morin naturally obtained quite a few maps.
"How's the chip?" Morin asked in his mind.
"Ding! Mission complete!"
"Secret Realm Map Analysis Complete!"
"Transfer to the main body's memory area?"
"Yes." Morin selected "confirm."
Immediately, Morin felt a map appear in his mind, very detailed and comprehensive, which was the map of the secret realm.
"Let's head east. It's deep in the forest there, more secluded, and it'll be easier to do whatever we want." Morin quickly made his decision.
Morin looked into the distance, then slowly walked over.
call.
The wind howled past, and several wizard apprentices rushed over, their faces showing panic.
Pfft!
A silver cross-shaped sword pierced his neck, and a wizard apprentice screamed as he collapsed heavily to the ground, blood gushing out.
"Spare me...spare me, Jack...Jack Jack, we were wrong, we were blind to your greatness, we didn't recognize you, please...please let me go..."
The other wizard apprentices were even more frightened.
One of the wizard apprentices yelled and shouted back, trying to beg for mercy.
Several deep red fireballs flew out from behind, ready to bombard them, and then exploded.
Several of the wizard apprentices were instantly blasted into pieces and black ash. The others barely managed to withstand the attack, but as they looked at the series of red blisters that appeared on their arms due to the high temperature and sensed the meager amount of wizard energy in their bodies, they couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness.
They're all third-class apprentices, so why is there such a huge difference in their strength? Jack from the Dark Forest completely crushes them.
The reason is actually quite simple. All of Morin's sorcery models have been optimized using a chip. Moreover, his three rune arrays are integrated with rune threads, which naturally affects them. The wizarding energy he senses is more abundant and purer, which is definitely incomparable to that of ordinary wizarding apprentices.
In addition, Morin's physical condition has already met the standards for promotion to a formal wizard.
Unfortunately, these wizard apprentices were completely unaware of Morin's abilities.
"O endless darkness, heed my call, and with the power of the wind, utter the sighs of the dead (in the words of ancient Andas)!"
A shout suddenly rang out.
Immediately afterwards, several arrows of dark energy particles shot over and pierced the hearts of the remaining wizard apprentices.
This is level zero sorcery, Undead Wind Arrow.
Morin slowly emerged from the forest.
He looked at the corpse on the ground, shook his head, and let out a soft breath.
After this period of fighting, he has become quite famous. Jack the Ripper is a well-known figure in the secret realm.
By now, Morin had killed many wizard apprentices, and even though he was deliberately controlling his point absorption, he still had about a dozen points.
"Aren't you going to show up yet?" Morin looked to the side and frowned.
For some time now, Morin has often felt that someone is following him. Although he has no concrete evidence, Morin knows that it must be the dark elf, Freya.
Freya was seriously injured when she fought him because she was caught off guard by the alchemical grenade. During this time, she has been recuperating while secretly following Morin, waiting for the right opportunity to strike.
Morin easily guessed Freya's plan.
He had made preparations and deliberately revealed a flaw in order to lure Freya out, but Freya was obviously very patient and just secretly followed behind him.
"You're really good at keeping your composure." Morin smiled, a slight curve to his lips.
But his smile looked somewhat cold.
He was about to leave when he suddenly spotted a familiar figure nearby.
"Anthony."
Morin walked over, looked at the figure on the ground, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
On the ground lay a person, unconscious, covered in blood, breathing weakly. It was none other than Anthony, who had come to the Dark Forest with Morin.
Anthony had no idea what had happened, and now he looked like he was on the verge of death.
"Since we've met, it must be fate."
"You're lucky."
Morin thought for a moment, smiled, took out a vial of healing medicine, and poured it into Anthony's mouth.
Then Morin turned around and walked to the other side.
Not long after, Anthony let out a painful groan, blinked a few times, and then slowly opened his eyes.
"here it is..."
"Wait a minute, I'm not dead yet, and I'm not even that badly injured?"
"How could this be? This, this, I..."
Anthony paused for a moment, then an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
He looked around, his gaze landing on the test tube beside him. Then, as if he had thought of something, the expression on his face changed several times.
After resting for a while and allowing himself to recover slightly, Anthony patted his forehead and stood up unsteadily.
After he had a quick idea of the direction, he started walking forward.
In the woods.
The air was thick with the smell of blood.
Morin looked at the corpse on the ground, his brows furrowing slightly, and remained silent.
"It's like this again, or even worse than before."
Morin murmured to himself.
On the ground lay the corpse of a wizard's apprentice, but it looked very strange. The corpse's mouth was wide open, its eyes were wide open, and its skin was white but had tiny cracks. It would shatter at the slightest touch.
The situation had worsened; the corpse now looked more like a pile of sand that could crumble at the slightest touch.
"Ding! Anomaly detected in the air!"
"The wizarding energy in the northeast direction has been detected to exhibit a distorted and reversed fluctuation!"
The chip's voice came through.
"Northeast?" Morin murmured to himself.
He looked at the corpse on the ground, then touched the alchemical grenade on his body, and quickly made a decision.
Morin leaped forward and ran quickly towards the northeast.
Nearly a day later, he appeared in a valley.
There were many wizard apprentices in the valley, emanating a formidable aura and possessing considerable strength. However, none of them made a move; instead, they remained wary of each other, keeping a close watch on the valley.
Clearly, it wasn't just Morin who discovered it; other wizard apprentices also found it and followed the trail to this place.
What's inside?
A thought flashed through Morin's mind.
A thought flashed through his mind, and he said, "Chip, analyze and test it, taking into account the composition of the surrounding air and the unusual conditions of those corpses!"
"Ding! Mission created!"
"Start testing!"
"Testing!"
The chip's voice came through.
Morin nodded, and then he noticed a gaze fixed on him.
He was a young man, tall and with beautiful chestnut hair, slightly sunken cheeks, and narrow eyes, giving him a cold and sinister look.
"Who are you?" Morin asked, looking at the young man.
"Jack? Jack the Ripper?" The young man tilted his head, then smiled and said, "How interesting. I didn't expect to run into you here."
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Baker, from the Tower of Bones."
Baker smiled and tilted his head slightly.
As Baker approached, the nearby wizard apprentices trembled and quickly retreated, as if avoiding a snake or scorpion.
The fear and dread they saw in Baker's eyes were undisguised.
"From the Tower of Bones?"
Morin's lips curled up. Oh, so he's a wizard apprentice from the Black Wizarding Organization.
"Jack, you've killed a lot of people, and you've been making quite a splash lately. Not bad," Baker said calmly. "It's just a pity that I hate it when people are in the limelight. It's not good."
"Because all glory and honor will belong to me, what you are doing is blasphemy, it's not good, it's very bad."
"Besides, you killed those wizard apprentices and got a lot of good stuff, didn't you? Yes, I really want it."
"so..."
"I'm going to kill you."
Baker's expression was calm, as if he were talking about something very simple and ordinary.
"You're going to kill me?" Morin retorted.
Baker nodded and said, "That's right, that's how it is."
"Jack, you may be quite capable, but I still want to be direct and not use any other methods."
"Because, all I need to do is make a move to kill you."
Baker raised his eyes and looked quietly at Maureen.
Morin couldn't help but laugh.
Since becoming a wizarding apprentice, he had never encountered a wizarding apprentice like Beck.
He laughed out loud and said, "Baker, you're asking for it."