Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 185 - 15: Demon Sword Departs for War

Chapter 185 -15: Demon Sword Departs for War

After the bone evolution was completed, Richard felt his connection with the bones had become much tighter.

He could even convey simple spiritual messages to the bones through this connection.

Besides that, he also gained the talent information of the bones through this link.

The talent of the bones was the layer of black armor, which looked exactly like that of the Black Knight, as if it had been frightened into a shadow by him.

This armor would provide him with a solid level of protection, which could withstand physical and energy attacks, as well as spiritual attacks.

It was one of the top talents for defense.

However, such a talent was exactly in line with the mission Richard intended to assign to it.

With a thought, Richard’s clone, also at the first level of strength, walked in from outside the village.

Afterward, Richard used the Power of Nightmare to condense a sarcophagus and inscribed it with numerous defensive and stabilizing runes.

Richard controlled his clone to lie down in the sarcophagus, then handed it over to the bones.

“Bones, this sarcophagus holds my clone, and I want you to take him to another safe territory,” Richard said to the bones with a heavy tone.

“Boss, aren’t you coming with me?” the bones asked gravely.

Richard shook his head, “I have already become a vassal of the Demon Sword Amade, and now it’s impossible to leave the territory. If I die here, I will be resurrected in the sarcophagus. This sarcophagus is my life-saving charm, you must protect it well!”

Hearing that Richard had entrusted him with such an important task, the bones immediately said excitedly:

“Boss, as long as I am around, nothing will happen to this sarcophagus!”

Richard did not say much more and then used the Power of Nightmare to condense a Refined Gold Greatsword and handed it to the bones.

“Take this sword, and guard my clone well.”

Having said that, Richard flew towards Amade City, leaving the bones standing alone where he was.

Watching Richard’s departing figure, the bones stood up from the ground and used the Power of Nightmare to conjure a few chains, wrapping the sarcophagus onto his back.

Then, he picked up the Refined Gold Greatsword and took the first step of his new life into the wilderness.

…

In Amade City, a large number of Nightmare Spirits were in disarray.

The Big Black Tide was a natural disaster in the Nightmare Wizard World, and these basic nightmare creatures would even sense the black tide before the higher-level nightmare creatures.

When Richard arrived in Amade City, he quickly found Magic Puppet Billy, who was feasting on Nightmare Spirits, devouring them one by one.

Richard approached and asked solemnly:

“Magic Puppet Billy, the Big Black Tide is coming. Are you still in the mood to eat Nightmare Spirits?”

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Magic Puppet Billy casually handed a Nightmare Spirit to Richard and muttered while eating:

“What’s there to fear? Let the tall ones worry when the sky falls. This time’s black tide didn’t even disturb Lord Amade; what kind of Big Black Tide it is…”

Before Magic Puppet Billy could finish speaking, a strong burst of the Power of Nightmare erupted from the center of Amade City.

A Black Knight, five meters tall, clad in black plate armor and holding a Great Sword covered with eyes, flew out of the mansion.

His powerful Nightmare Power even affected the environment around him, turning the entire Amade City sinister as if the walls and shadows harbored man-eating monsters.

“…It seems it really is the Big Black Tide; Lord Amade has even activated the demon sword.”

Magic Puppet Billy tossed aside the Nightmare Spirit he was holding and showed a rare seriousness on his clownish face.

“Does Lord Amade’s Demon Sword have some special significance?” Richard asked.

Magic Puppet Billy nodded: “That Demon Sword is Lord Amade’s Talent Weapon and it consumes a great deal of Nightmare Power to use. Relying on that sword, Lord Amade once beheaded another Nightmare Knight, Black Dragon Colehailong, belonging to a Lord. The formidable power on the sword even suppressed Colehailong’s healing ability, such that even now, the cut left by Lord Amade remains.”

After Magic Puppet Billy finished speaking, a voice suddenly appeared in Richard’s ear.

It was the voice of the Demon Sword Amade.

“My subject, follow me to battle.”

Richard looked at Magic Puppet Billy and saw that his expression had suddenly turned ugly.

“Lord Amade is going to campaign; this is bad news!”

Magic Puppet Billy, somewhat irritated, grabbed a Nightmare Spirit and crushed it violently, then stuffed it into his body.

“What’s the matter? Is it dangerous for Lord Amade to campaign?” Richard asked curiously.

“Not just dangerous; every time Lord Amade campaigns, the tribute of the entire territory doubles or even triples, and it goes on for a considerable length of time,” Magic Puppet Billy said with some pain.

“Just the one instance I witnessed, the taxation continued for nearly thirty years. Thirty years of tripled taxation, and I still had to invest my own Power of Nightmare.”

By the end, Magic Puppet Billy’s resentment was beyond description in words.

If it hadn’t been for that tax increase, he should have become a Big Nightmare by now and might even have been a trusted aide.

It was clear that the orders from Amade were not only for Richard and Magic Puppet Billy, as before long, a new group of lesser Nightmare Spirits arrived in Amade City.

Each of these Nightmare Spirits was incredibly powerful, with the weakest among them possessing the strength of a mid-level Level 1 Creature.

Richard, newly arrived as a Level 1 Creature, was utterly unimpressive among these small Nightmares.

However, due to Richard’s talent, these individuals hadn’t realized he was weak. On the contrary, because of Magic Puppet Billy, they looked at Richard with a higher regard.

A wild Nightmare Spirit that could single-handedly kill three Black Knights, should he survive this campaign, would surely be a trusted aide to Lord Amade in the future.

As time passed, the number of small Nightmares in the city kept increasing.

After three days, all the small Nightmares from the territory had gathered in Amade City, awaiting the next command from Demon Sword Amade.

Since awakening from his sarcophagus, Amade had not left his mansion, and while the many small Nightmares were curious, at the moment, no one dared rush Amade.

To go on a campaign meant casualties, and these small Nightmares naturally preferred to avoid fighting if possible or delay it as long as they could.

Inside the mansion, Demon Sword Amade’s massive body sat quietly in the city council hall, while beside him, a Nightmare creature was using a feather pen to Engrave Runes onto Amade’s Armor.

“Amade, how much longer will it take?” Demon Sword Amade asked in a deep voice.

“It will be finished soon, Lord Amade,” the Nightmare creature replied calmly.

As Amanda finished engraving the final Rune, the Runes on Amade’s Armor began to resonate, and streaks of dark red patterns appeared between the Runes, linking them together.

Thereafter, various Spells were activated. These Spells interconnected and overlapped, ultimately forming a tri-defense barrier against physical, Energy, and Spiritual attacks, adhering to the Armor.

At that moment, if Richard had been present, he would have recognized that Amanda was using the most basic Enchantment skills of Alchemy, and the Spells being engraved were not of a particularly high level. Richard himself had access to several defense Spells of superior quality.

But all these were Richard’s assessments.

For Amade, who had not experienced higher levels of Alchemy, Amanda’s skills were more than sufficient.

If the Spells weren’t high-level, then they could win by sheer quantity. No magic power? Whether it was using the Power of Nightmare to imitate Magic Power or using the Power of Nightmare to mimic a Magic Stone, all problems could be solved.

Amade was able to perfectly compensate for Amanda’s skill deficiencies with his sheer brute strength, which is why he was very friendly towards this Alien soul.

Consuming the Alien soul wouldn’t allow him to break through to become a Nightmare Lord, but cooperating with the soul, whether it was to increase combat capability or construct Arrays to reduce the usual consumption of the Power of Nightmare, was more valuable than simply consuming it.

“Lord Amade, ten years have now passed. The promise you made back then…”

“Don’t worry, I, Amade, am not one to go back on my word.”

Amanda didn’t finish her sentence before Amade abruptly cut her off.

Seeing this, Amanda sighed internally. Alien monsters truly lacked the spirit of contracts.

If she wanted to leave, she still had to rely on herself.

…

With the Engraving of the Runes completed, Amade shot out of the mansion. Between his legs, strands of the Power of Nightmare condensed into a black dragon.

“Dragon Knight, it seems that Lord Amade and Colehailong have deep grudges,” Richard joked to Magic Puppet Billy, “Even setting out for battle requires a dragon for a mount.”

Magic Puppet Billy glanced at the Black Dragon and casually replied, “The initial conflict between Black Dragon Colehailong and Lord Amade arose because Lord Amade liked to use dragons as mounts. After their fight, Lord Amade’s mount was always a Black Dragon.”

Amade, riding the Black Dragon, hoisted his Great Sword, and the dragon beneath him flapped its wings, stirring up gusts of Nightmare wind. All the Nightmare Spirits enveloped in the wind fell into terrifying illusions. Even if a small Nightmare was touched by it, they would shudder with fear.

This Nightmare wind was a phenomenon caused by the high concentration of Power of Nightmare within high-level Nightmare creatures, combined with the Dream Rules. Usually, Nightmare wind only appeared around Nightmare Lords, but now Demon Sword Amade also displayed the Nightmare wind, indicating his proximity to becoming a Nightmare Lord.

Apart from the Nightmare wind, Richard noticed something strange about Amade’s Armor.

“Magic fluctuations? Why would there be Magic fluctuations on Amade’s body?”

Richard looked at Amade, holding back from using Energy Vision, so he could only see blood-red text on the Armor that looked almost cursed.

“It’s the Runes, no mistake.” Richard made his judgment. As an Alchemy Wizard, he could confirm the Runes on Amade were indeed Wizard Runes, and these Runes were not merely decorative; they joined together to form Spells!

“Could it be that Nightmare creatures can completely gain the memories of the souls they devour?” Richard speculated in his mind.

“Or is it that the Wizard didn’t die at all, and he was imprisoned by Amade in the mansion, being used as a subordinate?”

If it was the former, then he needed to be extra careful. But if it was the latter…

Richard’s lips curled into a slight smile as he followed Amade to the battlefield, along with the other Nightmares.

When they had all departed, the door of a house on the outskirts of Amade City opened.

A figure in a black robe stepped out.

“Now it’s time for zero-cost shopping.”

Richard watched the departing army, a greedy smile spreading across his lips.

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