I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession-Chapter 252 - 217 Clueless about how he died (asking for monthly

Chapter 252: 217 Clueless about how he died (asking for monthly votes)_2

Chapter 252: 217 Clueless about how he died (asking for monthly votes)_2

Theoretically speaking…

This was actually the influence of the ‘ambition’ wildfire emotion, which made him extremely greedy, wanting to solve everything at once, wanting everything for himself. At the same time, the hesitant and twisted wildfire of cruelty also had a certain impact.

But Lin An didn’t refuse, he rationally analyzed the feasibility, and thus indulged himself to act according to this mental power.

Nobody knew, at such an ordinary moment.

At such a place chosen without much solemn consideration, Lin An was about to enter a super leap in strength.

However…

The witch inside the coffin suddenly opened her eyes.

She struggled to lift her head, looking at the hand thrust into her chest, and murmured to Lin An with a tone that was somewhat seductive and somewhat plaintive, “It hurts~”

What the hell?!!

Lin An’s eyes widened in shock, this entity was just a soul, it was even about to be stripped from the coffin’s body, how could it possibly move on its own?

Without the support of a body, the soul should have been completely devoured by spirit essence. That’s the reasoning of a Sorcerer Zombie.

Without the support of spirit essence, the soul should have fallen silent. That’s the reasoning behind the Witch-hunting Knight turning into a statue.

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But what the hell is this conscious behavior?

How could she possibly become active?

Before Lin An could react, a profusion of Banyan Tree Aerial Roots suddenly sprouted from his right hand, which was inserted into the split in the witch’s chest. Those roots stretched upwards into the sky, twisting as if they were tentacles!

These aerial roots were actually growing from Lin An’s hand, not the witch’s!

In order to erode the witch, he had opened the palm of his hand, the second portal of the body and soul, and under the stimulation of the witch’s soul, something inside him had awakened.

Mr. Liu!

When did you covertly erode me?

The statue-like dark gold pupils in his eyes suddenly moved, as if they were awakened, and rapidly surveyed the surroundings.

He saw strands of light radiating from the roots that were stretching out from his palm. They climbed and twisted over his body, forming an armor, and they seemed to be inversely cultivating the Breathing Skill Furnace, alongside the cultivation of his own Breathing Skill Furnace.

Those roots were also spreading through the witch’s soul, seemingly searching for the coffin’s ‘body’, attempting to construct a clone once more.

Meanwhile, looking up along the shadowy roots hanging down from the sky, a blurry figure on a park bench chuckled slyly and murmured, “My good apprentice, let me, your mentor, lend you a helping hand!”

Its roots began to spread towards the Third Furnace ‘Wizard Will’ and the special spatial furnace he was planning to experiment with.

Its roots also transformed into armor, inversely cultivating his own body, which seemed to be an attempt to erode the possible manifestation of Lu Jiao that could emerge from his Second Furnace ‘Wizard’s Crucible’.

Damn it!

Mr. Liu wants to completely devour me!

And had I not been researching this very thing today, I would have been completely unaware!

Such horror!

Lin An tried to pull his hand out of the witch’s chest, but instead stimulated the witch’s soul to moan, and so Mr. Liu’s spirit essence roots eroded her even faster, inversely eroding him as well through the temporary connection with the witch.

What should I do?

Lin An wasn’t panicking because panic was useless; he quickly mobilized his spirit essence to assist his brain in thinking through every detail, looking for a solution.

But at that moment, his struggle to pull his hand and the inverse use of Mr. Liu’s spirit essence roots seemed to stimulate something simultaneously.

A red light suddenly appeared in the vision of the dark gold eyes.

That was the fragment of the Mind Balance Curse that Chen Xinmi, tied to his arm, had used to perform Suppression Witchcraft.

Right now, he could clearly see why he was able to control this red string so easily.

In a profound sense, a mass of Chen Xinmi’s dark gold statue blood inside his body was linking to one end of the red string. Originally, because of this mass of blood, the red string considered him to be the master of the body.

But this was not the point.

The point was, the other end of the red string was connected to something else as well!

Lin An’s vision left his chest, following the direction of the extension of the red string, looking towards the distance, where a figure was in an underground cavern.

And his red string was connected to that person’s chest.

Chen Xinmi!

At this moment, she was sitting cross-legged, wearing a large gold-thread dark blue low-neck bathrobe, smiling coldly at a mirror.

A smooth foot with black nail polish gently swayed, contentedly puffing on a cigarette, humming a song.

“I just knew it!”

She sneered, “Mr. Liu, I’ve felt you!”

From the broken piece of her soul that extended to Lin An, she could clearly sense Mr. Liu’s presence.

“Hurry up and devour Lin An, hurry and erode him, so I can catch you completely!”

God damn!

When did these two start plotting against me?

Lin An quickly found the answer in his memory, oh, Mr. Liu had influenced him with witchcraft while teaching it, even knowledge was a medium for witchcraft transmission, something he hadn’t anticipated.

As for Chen Xinmi, it seemed that the connection had quietly formed that one time when she had entered the red string on his Zou Yu body.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Heh~

Lin An couldn’t help but let out an indignant laugh.

He really wanted to say—what else, who the hell else, wants to be the fisherman who benefits while the hunter reaps nothing?

Hey~

Don’t say it!

Really, don’t say it!

But there really was one!

A sudden, age-worn but exceedingly strong arm shot out from the furnace in Lin An’s chest!

Lin An looked down incredulously, his eyes bulging as if they would pop out of their sockets, who the hell was this?

The ancient hand stretched out, its thick fingers calloused, gripping with dexterity and strength, and suddenly, a five-meter-long Miao saber appeared in its grasp.

With a flash of the blade, the tree roots and red string instantly shattered.

Lin An could see Professor Cao’s blurred figure on the long bench and Chen Xinmi in the mirror in front of the big chair, both spitting out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

The connection broke, and the figures of both vanished.

But Lin An no longer cared about these things.

For the five-meter-long Miao saber was thrown up, spinning in mid-air, and once again grasped by that strong hand.

The big hand did just that, directly holding the Miao saber by the end of the blade, its tip aimed right at Lin An’s chest.

Through the chest, through the furnace, Lin An could see a hulking figure sitting in a dark corner of the room like an iron tower, with a wooden expression and sharp gleams in his eyes.

Professor Cao!

He murmured softly, “Now that it’s exposed, let it be destroyed!”

Puff!

The tip of the saber pierced into Lin An’s chest, and in an instant invaded his body through the furnace, and just for a moment, the furnace began to pulsate, and his whole body started to boil.

So this was the effect of the furnace operation?

Lin An realized that his past excessive caution had led to too gentle an operation of his furnace.

Furnace, furnace, so it’s supposed to burn completely like this.

Flames began to consume his body, and Lin An felt an itch on his scalp as a pair of sharp horns pierced out from his head, continually bifurcating, eventually forming a pair of towering gigantic antlers.

These antlers…

They were filled with Professor Cao’s aura.

The Miao saber slid in the big hand, bit by bit sinking into Lin An’s body, and now, it had invaded his spirit.

No!

Lin An was not willing to die!

With his spirit unguarded and his body compromised, he still had his mind.

He, he still had the will of his mind!

Yes, theoretically, the will of the mind is above the body and spirit, he had ways to stop Professor Cao’s erosion!

Mind Balance Curse!

A great dark gold statue emerged above his head in the sky, slowly reaching out a hand with a balance scale in its palm.

On the two pans of the scale, one appeared under Lin An’s feet, the other under Professor Cao’s.

In terms of spiritual power, Lin An was both a formal Wizard and a Knight apprentice, oh, now he was a fully-fledged Knight. But none of this could compare to Mr. Cao, who had reached the ceiling of power.

In terms of physical strength, although he had some enhancement from the Soft Body Skill and Furnace cultivation, Professor Cao, the towering figure over two meters tall, was truly despairing.

Only the mind remained.

Every soul is equal.

Lin An believed that his cautious approach had kept his mind in a very intact state, while Professor Cao, perhaps, already had a fragmented soul.

This might be the only chance to prevail.

Even though Lin An had no confidence whatsoever!

But in such a desperate Supernatural World, every step seemed like a dying struggle, all for merely gasping one more breath.