I Created Scientific Magic

Chapter 98: Chapter 87 Nu’er: Now I am unimaginably powerful (pleading for follow-up reads)

In the afternoon, within a deserted street of the southern district,

apprentice Nu’er tightened the robe around his body, his dark face smeared haphazardly with a bit of mud and ash.

Unable to use Shaping Magic, he had no choice but to rely on such means to prevent being recognized by others.

However, such a crude disguise was obviously not very effective. From the moment he entered the southern district, Nu’er keenly sensed that someone had been following him.

Under the cover of his sleeve, Nu’er discreetly observed the scene behind him through the reflection in the copper mirror in his palm.

About thirty meters from him, a raggedy beggar had been tailing him for a full three streets – it was no coincidence.

“Damn it,” Nu’er cursed inwardly, fully aware that his risky actions earlier had most likely attracted the attention of the city guards.

He had heard that the youngest and most talented three-ring Wizard, who had crossed the sea from the lands of the Wizard to the harbor town, was also in pursuit of his whereabouts.

Nu’er’s complexion turned extremely unpleasant as he quickened his pace, zigzagging through streets in an attempt to lose his follower amidst the complex layout of the southern district.

But he quickly realized that this move was futile, because there might be more than one pursuer!

It seemed he had no choice but to eliminate them!

With a hardened heart, Nu’er looped around and finally entered an already abandoned collapsed building.

On the street outside, three sailors meeting each other exchanged glances, hesitating whether to secretly follow in. If there was some secret passage inside the collapsed building, they might lose him again.

Before they came, Laud had given a strict order: at no cost should they lose sight of their quarry.

Thinking of this, the sailors gritted their teeth – one stayed outside to wait while the other two cautiously followed in.

The inside of the collapsed building was empty, the only remains being a few broken wooden planks piled up in a corner and a table and chair missing most of its pieces, with walls covered in moss and a gust of wind carrying a foul stench of decay.

Where was he?

The two sailors hesitated for a moment. Then, suddenly, a dim rune above the doorway lit up.

Immediately after came a blast of ear-piercing explosions. Along with the resulting shockwave, rubble and dust instantly enveloped everything inside the collapsed building. The two sailors were flipped over onto the ground before they could even react, their bodies buried beneath beams and a great quantity of debris…

The sailor waiting outside immediately rushed in, and what greeted him was Nu’er’s ferocious smile and the “Corrosion Skill.”

The Corrosion Beam was already before his eyes in the blink of an eye; countless glittering liquid droplets showered down, with no chance to dodge. The panicking sailor fell back onto the ground, forced to watch as the streams of acid came closer and closer to him.

Suddenly, a wall of ice crystals shot up from the ground, blocking all the acid… Nu’er’s smile froze on his face as he turned his gaze towards the doorway and said menacingly,

“Friend, I advise you best not meddle in other people’s business! I am Nu’er, Radak’s assistant, a member of the ‘Bloodthorn.'”

Lynn, who had already changed his appearance, didn’t respond. Instead, he activated the “Mage’s Hand” at once and a large number of stones on the ground began levitating, revealing the two sailors buried underneath.

Although they weren’t directly hit by the explosion, both men were still breathing; they had simply been knocked unconscious by the blast.

Seeing this, Lynn also let out a sigh of relief, appearing just in time, and immediately turned his attention to the sailor, who was still in shock from the narrow escape, and said bluntly,

“Take them out!”

“Thank you, Wizard Sir!” The sailor didn’t recognize Lynn in his disguise, but quickly snapped to his senses and hurriedly dragged his two unconscious companions farther away.

Nu’er’s expression became extremely grave; he understood that he was likely in danger today. He stepped backward, stealthily reaching behind him and gently hooking out a copper rod.

[Magic – Bombardment]

Lynn, who had been keeping an eye on Nu’er’s movements, quickly noticed the other’s suspicious actions. As the sailors moved farther away, he straightforwardly raised his hand, and a dozen [Magic Missiles] appeared in the void.

“A formal Wizard?!” Nu’er’s pupils shrank. Although Lynn had only used magic of the zeroth tier, the quantity was clearly not something an apprentice could handle.

Realizing this, Nu’er threw the copper rod he was holding without hesitation. Runes on the rod lit up one after another, and then it exploded violently, sending vicious shards of metal raining down at Lynn like a torrential downpour.

The moment Nu’er threw the copper rod, he turned and ran without looking back, opening a hidden door in the wall and diving through it.

He knew that this move might cause some hindrance but could never kill a formal Wizard!

As expected, the next moment the hidden door behind him, along with the earthen wall, were blown apart by an explosion; the powerful blast wave sent Nu’er flying out.

Tumbling awkwardly on the ground, Nu’er struggled to his feet, reaching into his waist pocket and pulling out a bottle of dark green Magic Potion, then, with determination, he gulped it down!

This was a transformative Magic Potion, one he had mixed himself over the years as an assistant, following a stolen recipe. It came with significant side effects, and he had planned to sell it at a high price when the opportunity arose, but now, clearly, there was no time to think of that.

He was well aware of what his fate would be if he got caught!

The moment he drank the Magic Potion, Nu’er felt a burning sensation throughout his body, as if he had been tossed into a furnace, and uncontrollable cries of agony escaped his mouth.

[Magic – Bombardment]

A series of Magic Missiles whistled past, striking Nu’er’s body with incredible precision. Although Lynn did not aim for vital spots, opting to keep him alive, the blasts tore through the joints of his limbs.

If he were a normal person, such an assault would have surely stripped away any capacity to resist.

However, Nu’er was different. Immersed in the power of the Magic Potion, his skin gradually turned dark green, and the wounds on his limbs began to heal rapidly.

With bloodshot eyes, Nu’er glared at the person who had driven him into such a state, a surge of intense rage welling up inside him.

After taking the Magic Potion, the transformation process was irreversible, meaning he would have to live on with this hideous appearance.

As compensation, however, Nu’er also felt every cell in his body infused with immense magic power…

Now, he was unimaginably powerful!