Exploring Technology in a Wizard World
Chapter 413 - 412: Golden Ring

Chapter 413: Chapter 412: Golden Ring

"Hum-hum-hum, boom-boom-boom!"

The ground trembled and roared loudly.

Within the White Stone Tower complex, the on-guard wizards were startled and rushed toward the source of the disturbance without much hesitation.

Upon arrival, everyone was taken aback.

They saw an area within White Stone City completely collapsed, forming a conical pit dozens of meters deep and nearly a hundred meters in diameter right before their eyes.

This!

The multitude of wizards stood around the edge of the pit, looking left and right, but they could discern no information.

"What’s going on here?" someone couldn’t help but ask.

"Could it be the remnants of the Black Spirit King’s forces who did this? Aren’t they always causing destruction?" someone speculated.

"The question is, is there a need to make it look like this?" another doubted, "If they wanted to destroy buildings, a single fire magic spell would do the trick, right? Why go to such great lengths to create such a big pit? Are they not in their right minds?"

"When have their minds ever been in the right place?" someone said mockingly, then added with rational analysis, "However...that said, perhaps this is them demonstrating their power. After all, considering the noise just now and the scale of this pit, it’s not something an ordinary wizard could manage."

"So, is it...a very powerful Third-level Wizard?" someone suggested somberly, "Alright, if that’s the case, it seems they really are demonstrating their power, threatening us."

"What should we do?"

"What can we do? We’re already in a fight to the death with them; no matter what kind of power they show, we can’t back down. Once we do, White Stone Tower will cease to exist!" a high-ranking wizard from White Stone Tower said gravely, "Moving forward, we must stay vigilant and step up the search for their headquarters, aiming to eradicate them in one fell swoop!"

"Right." the high-ranking wizard continued, "I heard there were also incidents in the eastern district—not a word has come back from the wizard Eisen who was searching in that area, he may have encountered danger. Let’s go check it out together; we might run into the enemy."

"Okay."

The group of wizards immediately streaked toward the east side of White Stone City.

...

Meanwhile.

Near the gate of White Stone City.

Richard stood at the side of the street and stopped a passing carriage.

The coachman was a middle-aged man of a guileless nature, who halted the carriage and cautiously inquired, "Excuse me, sir, is there something you need?"

"Take me somewhere, do you have the time?" asked Richard.

"I have the time, it’s just, sir, where would you like to go?"

"The seaside port."

"The seaside port?!" The coachman was taken aback, his mouth agape, "That place is quite far from White Stone City, it’s a journey of several days. Moreover..."

As he spoke, the coachman’s voice suddenly cut off, for Richard flipped his hand and revealed a gleaming gold coin in his palm.

"What if I say, this gold coin is your payment, will you go?" Richard asked.

"Go, go, go!" The coachman’s eyes widened, breath quickening as he replied, "Of course I’ll go! One gold coin can cover many round trips. You must be a student from the Wizard Academy with so much money, right?"

"A student from the Wizard Academy? You mean the White Stone Tower Academy?"

"Yes, that’s right."

"However...well, I’m not exactly."

"Oh?"

"Let’s go," said Richard, as he pulled Pandora onto the carriage, then entered the coach, "No need for irrelevant questions, just hurry to the seaside port. Once we get there, the gold coin in my hand is yours, got it?"

"Yes, I understand," said the coachman, nodding repeatedly, not daring to say much more, for fear of displeasing Richard, he gripped the whip tightly and gave a sharp crack on the horse’s rear, propelling the carriage toward the city’s outskirts.

Inside the carriage.

Richard closed his eyes, quickly contemplating if there had been any oversights in his previous actions.

Immediately, all his experiences flashed through his mind like scenes from a movie, frame by frame.

Out-of-body experience, provoking Ji Burlen...

Infiltrating in the flesh, releasing fungal spores...

Employing the Concealing Breath Skill, Shadow Cloak, and even ducking into Eden to hide at the critical moment, evading the relentless search of the other side. Eventually, he turned the tables by placing the Destruction Pearl, obtained from Old Marlon, inside the self-destructing metallic ball. He activated the pearl with a delayed spell, using its power to further trigger the metallic ball and unleash the devastating force within it to finish the job...

Speaking of which, he had always wanted to test how powerful the self-destruction of the metallic ball was.

Now he knew—the explosion’s force was more than enough to destroy the entire underground base, several times stronger than the upper limits he had anticipated. One could only imagine what would have happened if he had tried to forcibly destroy it—like cutting with the Space Iron Ring—instead of actually solving the Magic Cube and receiving the information.

That said, given its immense power, the metallic ball probably shouldn’t have been used against the Mysterious Organization—such a waste. But since it had been used, there was no chance for regret; it was done.

At least, he could ensure that the people of the Mysterious Organization were truly dead, easing any worries for the short term.

Yes, no worries for the short term.

Richard slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, Pandora looked over with wide eyes and tilted her head, asking earnestly, "Richard, is everything resolved?"

"Yes, it’s all resolved," Richard nodded in response.

"So, are we heading to the seaside, to a new place now?"

"Of course."

"Then... will we be taking a ship?"

"What do you think?" Richard counter-asked.

"Uhh..." Pandora scratched her head, "What’s it like to be on a ship?"

Richard: "..."

After a brief silence, Richard looked at Pandora and said seriously, "You came here from Smans Island by ship; you haven’t forgotten, have you?"

"That... I was sleeping the whole time, and my memory’s a bit fuzzy. I think I dreamed of being on a ship, and it seemed quite noisy, but I can’t really remember..."

Richard was speechless again but, on second thought, considering Pandora had spent twenty hours sleeping and four hours in a daze each day on the great ship, it really could be possible that she genuinely didn’t remember.

"Alright," Richard let out a sigh, "this time you’ll get to properly experience what it’s like to be on a ship."

"Um..." Pandora nodded, somewhat expectantly pulling back the curtain on the carriage window and looking outside, she asked, "How much longer until we reach the seaside?"

"A few days, at least."

"That long?" Pandora exclaimed, "Does that mean I still have several days before I can get on a ship?"

"That’s right," Richard said, looking at the clearly excited Pandora and suddenly having a premonition that perhaps this sea journey would be far more troublesome than the trip to the East Coast.

Sigh!

No one heard Richard’s inward sigh; the sun in the sky climbed higher, unaffected, casting its light upon the earth as the carriage creaked its way further from White Stone Tower.

...

About the same time.

Atop a hill not too far from the White Stone Tower.

A man in a luxurious golden robe appeared, his brows furrowed and his mood seeming rather sour.

"Failed? What went wrong!" the man mumbled to himself, then next moment, he raised his hand with knitted brows.

One could see that he wore a gleaming golden ring on his hand, and in his palm was a crystal skull.

Yes, a Crystal Skull!

If Richard were here, he would notice that the Crystal Skull in the man’s hand was almost identical to the one he owned!

...