Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Chapter 225: Confession of a Wizard

My people are too cowardly.

Until their death, they never understood one thing: the "rules" would always restrict the witch clan to the lowest level.

Myths and legends sound beautiful.

God created this world and then gave power to mortals.

From the moment a mortal gains power, he is no longer ordinary.

They established a country and enjoyed power over everyone else.

The remaining people were divided into different levels to highlight their own status.

What is the basis? It is magic.

Why are the witches at the lowest level? Because they have no magic power.

Because that damn "rule" stipulates that witchcraft and magic are mutually exclusive and cannot coexist.

This means that even if the witch clan reproduces for hundreds or thousands of years, they will always be inferior people.

Why?

This is not fair at all!

I want to change this situation.

I want to show biased gods and arrogant mortals that rules are meant to be broken.

The existing witchcraft is too mild and cannot shake their magic system at all.

I can't live like my fellow tribesmen, hiding in the corners of human society.

I want to make a change.

I need great power! Even if it means killing them all and paying a huge price!

So I stop being a human being!

"Are you leaving here?"

The Frost Queen embraced me with her cold, soft body and breathed frosty air into my ears, trying to persuade me to stay.

"Yes." I answered without hesitation.

She placed a kiss on my cheek and said, "I will miss you." Then she buried her face in my shoulder and slowly tightened her arms.

Adoration, attachment, desire... gradually eroded the leader of this frosty tundra plane, the Frost Queen, who was known for her "cold temperament".

She doesn't even know what I've done, what a fool.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Haha..."

"What's wrong?" She stopped her restless movements, lowered her eyes, and stared at me with her ice-blue eyes.

I broke free from her embrace and cleared the icicles on the road ahead. "Let's stop here."

For an ordinary human male, the Frost Queen is still somewhat attractive.

Beneath her cold appearance, she hides a fiery inner self that makes people want to go deeper and taste it.

Unfortunately, I am no longer human.

Thanks to her help, I was able to complete the second stage of my experiments and create sorcery that controls both body and soul.

However, this witchcraft is still a bit crude and will produce many side effects. I will need to accumulate "materials" and try it a few more times.

I need to get out of here before Renekton's army arrives.

What? Will the traces I left behind be discovered?

Haha, this is impossible.

That unfortunate creature would become me, replace me, and then disappear from this world completely.

I abandoned everything I had gained in the Western Continent, followed the immigrant team through the underwater passage, and came to the Eastern Continent.

The environment here is much better than that in the Western Continent.

I have no need to store up wine, nor do I have to get up every morning to gather dew.

Mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, the sun rises and the moon sets. The air is filled with a scent that makes me happy, and the ground is full of materials for refining witchcraft.

Not long after, I met people of the same tribe.

They are different from the cowardly guys living in the Western Continent who are waiting to be destroyed by wizard killers. They have lofty ideals.

They planned to use the magician's hand to create a being that surpassed Zandra and was comparable to gods.

He repeatedly conducted experiments on immortality, trying to replicate the forbidden witchcraft of the past.

It can also disrupt the order of human society, causing them to kill each other and turning the world upside down.

it is good.

Very good!

Only then can you be worthy of being of the same race as me.

“We lack funds for activities.”

"Some 'materials' can only be purchased from merchants."

During a meeting, they raised this difficulty.

Burning, killing and looting blindly will only bring unnecessary trouble.

If you want to accomplish the great cause of subverting the world, you must first take root in human society.

"I'll figure it out."

I'm pretty good at this kind of thing.

Like a hunter, divide the prey into two parts: "usable" and "unusable".

Humans like new and beautiful things, so I sell them fur, eyeballs, teeth and claws.

Humans seek novel and exciting experiences, so I sell them tongues, entrails, tails, and unformed eggs.

It seems that I also possess the virtue of "thrift".

After solving the funding problem, we dispersed to various places in the East Continent and studied witchcraft on our own.

During this process, a legendary creature caught my attention.

Mermaids, also known as deep sea dwellers, have human bodies and fish tails, and are extremely beautiful. They live in water like fish, but they never stop weaving. Their cries are like songs, gentle and sad. When they cry, pearls come out of their eyes. Eating their meat can bring immortality.

I remember that my great predecessors used their flesh and blood to complete the experiments and created the immortal species with the blood of the witch clan flowing in their veins.

Hard scales, beautiful appearance, exquisite craftsmanship, precious tears, long life...

All these characteristics are concentrated in one creature, and not a single part is wasted!

Ah...what a magical existence!

I need them in order to accomplish great things.

First, I left this body of an old man, and then I entered the body of a young man.

This is a bold attempt.

Because if I’m not careful, I’ll become a smoker.

Fortunately, the "materials" were sufficient, and the witchcraft went very smoothly. I only stayed in bed for two days before I completely adapted to my new body.

I found a suitable job as a port keeper.

This place is really good, with fresh "materials" every day. The sea is nearby, making it easy to manipulate puppets to hunt in the sea.

A new generation of young wizards would occasionally come to help me, but unfortunately, most of them were killed by the mermen.

What? How can I sell the mermaid's stuff?

The legends of the East Continent are not popular in the West Continent. I just need to perform disguise witchcraft and then use the land trade routes of the Xin Chamber of Commerce to sell them to the West Continent.

They nobles really love beautiful things.

Decades later, this boring world has finally changed.

The world is going to end? Is there such a good thing?

Ah, yes, I sometimes have this idea. If I still can't break the rules in the end, I will find a way to destroy the world.

Until one person appeared and made me see the possibility of achieving my goal.

He is a powerful wizard, perhaps at the same level as me who has lived for a hundred years.

I don't want to admit that he is a member of the Wu tribe.

Because he mingled among the many humans and greeted the so-called nobles with a smile.

He would even risk exposing his identity and use his magic power to heal a stranger.

It's such a waste that this power is in his body.

If I take his power and then kill him, I will definitely be able to break through the bottleneck and reach a higher level.

By then, even the wizard killer won't be able to do anything to me.

When this thought came to my mind, by coincidence, a talking fish came to me.

"I'll help you kill that wizard. In exchange, you have to help me repel the expeditionary force of the Kingdom of Rekton."

"That doesn't sound like a good deal, because I also have the ability to kill him."

"really?"

The fish's mouth opened and closed, spitting out bubbles. Its enlarged and protruding eyes slowly moved, revealing a strange luster.

"what do you want to say?"

I picked it up and the magic power seeped into its body.

The scales on its hind half began to fall off, and dark liquid flowed out of the rotting flesh, flowing down my arms and staining my sleeves.

"His true identity is a pure-blood supreme wizard. He also has the wizard clan's heirloom, a ring called 'Huankou'. You can't kill him."

"Oh?"

The Wu clan's heirloom? How come I didn't know the Wu clan had such a thing?

However... a pure-blood supreme wizard must have mastered all kinds of witchcraft, and also created his own witchcraft system.

That guy is going to be a superb vessel!

"make a deal."

I loosened my grip and the fish, with only half of its body left, fell back into the water.

"I will pass the message to you through 'fish'. Happy cooperation."

After saying this, it sank into the sea and disappeared without a trace.

"stop!"

He is the savior? He is just a child.

That Frostmoon Wolf has good qualities, and its core must be delicious.

"You can't escape!"

"Hehehe..."

What are you talking about? This is so funny.

I never thought about running away.