I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession

Chapter 135 - 135 127 Who are you cursing (Asking for monthly votes)

?Chapter 135: 127 Who are you cursing? (Asking for monthly votes) Chapter 135: 127 Who are you cursing? (Asking for monthly votes) “In the contest with the things around us, we sharpen our spirits to an exceptional point, a single strike shatters the bonds!”

Lin An pointed at the ceramic basin and explained to Ugly Head, “This is the Skinning Knife Skill.”

“The world’s affairs are complicated, layered upon each other, crisscrossing in a tangled mess. When cutting doesn’t help and reasoning is confused, we erupt from our oppressed, numb hearts with boundless desire—longing to break free, aspiring to transcend everything. Thus, the life vitality bursting from our spirits splashes out like an explosive eruption.”

He then pointed to the broken candle jars, adding, “This is the Skinning Knife Skill.”

Ugly Head was dumbfounded for a good while.

The corner of its mouth twitched.

“What kind of mess is all this!”

Lin An shrugged, “Anyway, it’s the power of the spirit, as demonstrated by the technique of the Witch-hunting Knight.”

Interestingly, this power of the spirit also has its own manifestation in the hands of a Wizard.”

“But it seems more…”

He pondered, gently shaking the bone-cutting knife in his hand, “more elusive, harder to grasp. I need to find some feeling.”

Oh~
Now Ugly Head understood.

It snickered with amusement, “So you destroyed the spirits of two Wizards, devoured the witchcraft of the Mad Male Witch, and still haven’t mastered the ‘Dizzy’ Sorcery?”

Lin An showed no sign of disappointment; instead, a mysterious smile played upon his face.

“It’s no longer ‘Dizzy’ Sorcery. That was the witchcraft of the ‘Rabbit Masked Male Witch,’ not my witchcraft.”

“It seems to have become a seed, requiring the power of my spirit to water it so that it can bring forth a power unique to my soul.”

“I need a catalyst.”

Ugly Head nodded, looking like it understood, but its face was actually a picture of confusion.

It hopped off Lin An’s shoulder and looked back at him warily, “You’re not going to accidentally hack me to death, are you?”

Lin An laughed sheepishly, packing away the balance scale and weights into their box, then placing it back in the suitcase and covering it with the witchcraft blanket.

Then he found a trash bag to clean up the remnants and shards from the ritual, planning to take it out and dispose of it.

Just then, he looked over at the hall mirror with a puzzled expression.

Inside, a huge black cat was crouched, its long fluffy tail coiling around itself as it licked its fur.

“Wait!”

Lin An paused, then turned to Ugly Head, “That’s not right!”

“What’s not right?” Ugly Head bounced on the floor, shaking the blood from its hair.

Lin An pointed at the mirror, “Why is it still in the mirror?”

Ugly Head rolled its eyes, “Ha, listen to you. Your use of the spiritual vision relies on the power of sight, to peer into someone’s heart through the window of their soul. Isn’t this simple thing clear to you?”

“Through someone else’s gaze, you see their spirit, so it appears before you.”

“When you look at your own heart in the mirror, that’s how illusions arise, so naturally your spirit would appear inside the mirror.”

Lin An scoffed, “Nonsense, of course I understand all that, but I have just one question…”

He turned to Ugly Head, “Why can you appear—and on a basketball no less—when I can’t see you on other spherical objects, similar to a head!”

“How should I know!” Ugly Head started with its usual reply but seeing Lin An’s narrowed eyes, quickly explained, “I am you, and you are me. If you don’t know, how would I know? I really don’t understand.”

Lin An thoughtfully looked at Ugly Head, “Could it be… Like that Rabbit Masked Male Witch, you’re also someone else’s spirit?”

“Oh ho~, that’s really fresh!” Ugly Head was amused, “Can’t you feel that the blood flowing from my head comes from the same root as yours?”

Indeed.

The sensation of absorbing Ugly Head’s spiritual blood was truly different from that of other spirits.

There was no sense of foreignness, no stinging pain.

This seemed…

…to be a change that occurred after becoming a Wizard. Lin An focused and discovered that he was becoming inexplicably sensitive to everything around him.

The Innate Witchcraft ‘Heavenly Eye’ was activated!

In an instant, his view expanded from the entrance of the room to the entire floor, and then, it unfolded even further to encompass the whole residential complex.

Lin An carefully observed his surroundings, on guard for when the Rabbit-Eyed Demon Hunter Feng Xin might suddenly barge in.

Simultaneously focusing on both the real world and the Red Light Purgatory World.

Yes, the Red Light Purgatory World still enveloped the entire city, clearly the Witch Hunter Knights were not planning to give the kapok tree and his ‘Mad Warlock’s Hollow’ Organization a chance to catch their breath.

The early morning city had an extremely enchanting tranquility, it was the light and shadow of cars smoothly driving through the streets, it was the smell of smoke rising from breakfast booths on the sidewalk, it was the vigorous pace of the hurrying pedestrians.

But the Red Light Purgatory World was filled with noise.

The fight seemed to never stop, as one wizard after another was pulled out from every corner of the city by the Witch-hunting Knights, closely examined for a moment, some killed, some thrown back to the real world.

These Witch Hunter Knights were like old farmers in a vegetable garden, walking around, sometimes casually pulling out a weed, sometimes helping a seedling straighten its trunk, and sometimes catching a few mice that came to steal, preparing to go back and make spicy jerked meat.

Lin An waited on the street corner for a while, and when the Witch-hunting Knight wasn’t looking, he directly threw the ritual magic supplies into a garbage truck playing last century’s ballads.

The entire city was both serene and peaceful, yet also bustling and boiling, layers upon layers, like a dream.

Lin An’s gaze drifted over the city skyline, overlooking all that was happening, his expression flickering.

Wizards weren’t as powerless as imagined, it was just that compared to the Witch-hunting Knights, who could blast a huge hole in the ground with their power, witchcraft seemed to be more eerily superb.

Lin An saw a wizard who could not be killed no matter what, every ten minutes, he would revive and crawl out from the dark cracks.

No matter how the Witch-hunting Knights chopped, he seemed to always be able to respawn, as if nothing had happened.

But ultimately, that wizard still died.

The Witch-hunting Knights chopped off his limbs but didn’t kill him; instead, they tortured him cruelly, driving him insane until he turned into a demonic creature.

Then, at the moment he completely transformed into a Sorcerer Zombie, they ended his life with a single cut.

Cruel?

Unusually cruel!

“I must do something…” Lin An murmured softly.

The head in his arms was startled, looked up at Lin An, “Do you plan to save these wizards?”

Lin An was silent for a while, then nodded gently.

“Wow, you plan to play the good guy? Put yourself in danger?” Ugly Head expressed confusion, “I must remind you not to really think that becoming an Eyeball Witch Monster makes you invincible, that thing, after all, is just casting at a higher level, it doesn’t bring much combat ability.”

“Mr. Cao, Professor Cao, your master, you should know that these Witch Hunter Knights are gradually reaching the pinnacle stage, they are the standard Witch Hunter Knights capable of hunting Sorcerer Zombies.”

“Hunting Sorcerer Zombies! Get it?”

“Even so, do you still want to be the good guy?”

Lin An was stunned for a moment, looked down at the head, “Why should I be a goody-goody? Who are you cursing?”

“???” Ugly Head was puzzled for a moment, looking at him in confusion.

“Hard to understand?” Lin An snorted, “After all, I am a wizard, who knows when I’ll be on the opposing side of the Witch-hunting Knights, and when they will want to kill me, I’d better have a few helpers.”

“If the wizards of Shenhou City truly perish, I’ll be isolated and that would be the worst-case scenario.”

“These people are not bad, and haven’t you noticed, kapok tree hasn’t shown up again to save these people?”

Ugly Head blinked, “Perhaps it’s because that big banyan tree was just slashed by Mr. Cao and is powerless even if it’s willing?”

“That’s possible.” Lin An nodded, “But ultimately, it’s an opportunity!”

It’s always necessary to forge some goodwill for future scheming and strategizing.

He could see that some wizards were not adept at fighting, but because of the witchcraft they commanded, there would always be suitable scenarios for its use.

Like the wizard just now who would not die no matter what; Lin An could think of too many uses for him if he were to become a subordinate.

However, regrettably, he died.

“It’s really a pity, a wizard with such witchcraft…”

Lin An sighed, and as he watched, the corners of his mouth curved up slightly, “And don’t you think…”

He raised an eyebrow, licked his lips, “This is thrilling?”

“!!!” Ugly Head swallowed nervously, “Lin An, when you go seeking thrills, can you put me down first?”

“No way!”

“Why the heck?”

“Because you are my casting medium!”

“!!!”