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Chapter 168 - 148: How Many More Potions Do You Have?!

Chapter 168: Chapter 148: How Many More Potions Do You Have?!

Two toothed blades swiftly swept by, their movement and rotation speed elevated to another level with the augmentation of electromagnetic witchcraft.

Carly, facing such high-speed attacks, opted not to counter with hard-fought bow and arrow strikes, but instead used her bloodline magic to cast the bloodline spell "Descending Moon."

Two moon blades appeared out of thin air, rotating and colliding with the two toothed blades at the heart of the electromagnetic field.

The silver-white moon blades and the red-edged toothed blades flew at extreme speeds in the air, occasionally clashing with each other, creating somewhat shrill explosive sounds.

However, the toothed blades controlled by the heart of electromagnetism received boosts from domain witchcraft, drawing continuously from the electromagnetic force within the field to enhance their power, whereas Carly’s moon blades could only gradually lose their strength with each collision...

So, after entangling for a while, the heart of electromagnetism seized the moment, and its two toothed blades attacked together and precisely shattered one of the moon blades.

Bang––

The moon blade exploded, releasing a beautiful silver moonlight; however, such an explosion had little effect on the battle, neither for Beckett, the heart of electromagnetism, nor for Carly.

"That’s some impressive witchcraft, but it’s a shame you don’t have the corresponding witchcraft to complement it, forming a complete system," Beckett looked at Carly, praised her with a smile, now fully exhibiting the composure of a victor.

However, the toothed blades he controlled didn’t pause or show any mercy, but instead accelerated, and after one blade entangled with Carly’s remaining moon blade, the other toothed blade drew a beautiful arc aimed directly at Carly’s throat.

Given the terrifying speed and power of the toothed blade, if the strike were to actually land, Carly’s head would likely be brutally severed from her body!

Carly’s expression shifted slightly, and then her body rapidly assembled into a meticulously jointed armor, turning her once again into an iron can.

But unlike her brief encounter with "Iceberg" before, Beckett’s attack speed was too fast this time, so fast that Carly’s shield had just been activated when the toothed blade had already reached her, entering the protected range of her shield.

Not far away, Beckett’s face revealed a fierce grin.

A shield?

As long as the attack is fast enough, none of these are problems.

And that exquisitely crafted witch tool armor, after he deals with this fairy, he can take it back to the alchemy master for some minor adjustments, and maybe it can become one of his hidden aces...

But in the next moment, Beckett’s expression froze.

Because he saw that Carly’s body, along with the armor she wore, had become completely golden, shining brilliantly with metallic luster.

Clang––the toothed blade cut into Carly but only produced a metallic clang and was then deflected, leaving nothing more than a cut less than two centimeters deep on the armor’s surface.

...

"Is this... the metallic incarnation of a physical refining wizard? Attached to the witch tool? Although it cannot move during the spell casting, using it at this time is the best form of defense!" Over at Greybone Academy, a formal wizard noticed that the countenance of the Grey Bone Wizard had lost its prior grimness, he straightened his chest and began to praise.

Lucien let out a slight sigh of relief. This was one of the trigger witchcraft spells he attached to the armor for Carly, his tension had been so high that he had been barely breathing, and now he just felt his back breaking out in a slight sweat.

Meanwhile, inside the secret realm, when that fatal toothed blade was deflected, Carly had already prepared her defenses, unfolding shields layer upon layer, arming herself like a giant tortoise shell.

"I want to see just how much witch power you have to support this!" the heart of electromagnetism, Beckett, noted the array of shields that now protected Carly almost flawlessly, his Adam’s apple involuntarily bobbing up and down.

But with absolute confidence in his own strength, he still manipulated the toothed blades quickly, prepared to deplete Carly’s reserves of witch power through a brute force attack, causing the defensive effect of the witch tool to fade and then to kill Carly.

Although it would take some time, Beckett was absolutely confident that no other wizard apprentices would dare to disturb him while he was "attacking the tortoise."

Bang––

The toothed blade cut through, and one collision made Carly’s outermost Wall of Sighs seem a little unsteady, followed by a strike that caused the Wall of Sighs to completely collapse.

Carly had already realized his plan, but she didn’t panic at all. After consuming power for some time, she directly took out an emerald-colored magic potion from her storage ring and guzzled it down without hesitation.

The energy inside the potion was quickly absorbed by her body and turned into pure witch power for her consumption, replenishing her already depleted reserves of witch power once again.

Not far away, Beckett’s pupils shrank slightly, but his attack became even fiercer, "I’m curious to see how many magic potions you have left!"

At this moment, he became fierce, manipulating three new teeth blades in addition to the original two, combining the five teeth blades in a special array. The alchemical runes on the blades connected with each other, vaguely forming a unified front on an energetic level.

With this unified enhancement, the prowess of each of the five teeth blades improved to some extent, and their combined power significantly increased.

Working in synergy, they almost instantly shattered Carly’s outermost two energy shields. However, as these shields continuously absorbed energy, Beckett’s assault ultimately failed to completely breach Carly’s layered defenses, and he had to withdraw the teeth blades before Carly’s arc could be fully repaired.

Carly then took out another magic potion and quickly swallowed it, replenishing her wizard energy that had just been greatly depleted.

...

Outside the secret realm, numerous Formal Wizards involuntarily opened their mouths slightly. They watched the somewhat comical battle unfolding within the secret realm with bizarre expressions.

"Relying on external forces for resistance is merely a way to delay the inevitable, a desperate attempt to stay alive," Luotu, the Wizard, said with a relaxed expression.

After all, from the current situation, Beckett, with the heart of electromagnetic force, held an absolute advantage, while Carly was merely on the defensive. Once her magic potions and wizard energy were almost depleted, Beckett’s fierce onslaught would obliterate Carly in an instant!

However, it seemed he was not fully vented, so he sat up a bit more and looked towards the Grey Bone Wizard. "The apprentices from your academy are quite interesting, truly inheriting the essence of an old fellow like you!"

Face darkening, the Grey Bone Wizard remained silent in the face of Luotu’s provocation, as the student of Luotu clearly had the upper hand. Retorting at this point would have been nothing more than humiliating.

Nevertheless, the silence of the Grey Bone Wizard only made Luotu more smug. Narrowing his eyes, he teased his golden hair with a hand and leaned to inform another High-Tower Wizard with a smile.

"Take note, Beckett shone for the organization in the blood fight of the secret realm. After it ends, in addition to his deserved rewards, when he ascends to a Formal Wizard, I will bestow upon him... a Symbiotic Witchery Tool."

"A Symbiotic Witchery Tool!" Many of the High-Tower Mechanical Wizards breathed harshly. They exchanged glances, their eyes brimming with passion and envy.

Such a tool was a special Witch Tool that Second-level Wizards, especially those skilled in mechanical fields, could create with great effort. For these wizards following the path of the Mechanical Wizard, it was a precious companion Witch Tool with potential for growth, and it was priceless!

The face of the Grey Bone Wizard was calm, apparently indifferent to Luotu’s repeated provocations. Yet his hand hidden within his sleeve tightened its grip, and a cold and fierce light flickered deep in his eyes.

"Lucien, the Witch Tool you invested in this Fairy Apprentice is on me this time, the loss is mine," Lucien, who was anxiously watching the battle, suddenly heard a covert transmission from the Grey Bone Wizard within his Spirit Sea. He glanced sideways and saw the seemingly unruffled eyes of the Grey Bone Wizard.

Lucien fell silent, his palms already sweaty.

...

"I’m curious to see how many magic potions you have left!" Inside the secret realm, Beckett’s golden hair defied nature as it gently fanned out, with a light blue electric current weaving through it and even dyeing his eyes blue, making him appear almost like the God of Thunder incarnate.

"Sis has potions!" Carly, meanwhile, slightly lifted her little head with an exceptionally calm expression.

She watched Beckett, who was going all out, yet she extended her hands and took out two magic potions, pouring the liquids into her mouth.

Bang bang bang...

The new round of attacks from the teeth blades was once again ineffective, and Beckett, watching Carly, gritted his teeth and extracted a restorative magic potion from his Space Ring, pouring it into his mouth.

The fierce assault paused momentarily but resumed after a brief interlude, turning into a prolonged and ongoing battle of attrition.

Outside the secret realm, many Formal Wizards gave Lucien strange looks.

They observed Carly, once again replenishing her wizard energy with a magic potion, and then they turned to Lucien, "Exactly how many potions did you prepare for her?"

"Carly is a Pharmacist, and she also possesses the Racial Talent to directly catalyze seeds to cultivate magical plants. Carrying extra potions should be quite reasonable, shouldn’t it?" Lucien, sensing the gaze of the other Formal Wizards and that of Luotu as well, stretched his body a bit and spoke casually.

Perhaps this is what’s called:

A fairy who can’t mass-produce magic potions is no good archer.