Warlock Apprentice

In the center of the disaster, the ruptures had joined as one, forming a giant space hole. Absolute darkness and endless dragging force came out of the hole. Not a single trace of light could escape from it. The hole was like a starving monster, waiting to devour anything into its magnificent horror.

The fusion between two planes was both good and bad for a world. The outcome was unpredictable. Once the fusion began, the world’s consciousness would repair and suppress the affected area. The center of the abnormality was where the world’s consciousness applied most repressing power, so the dragging force was not really strong or dangerous as long as one did not go directly into it.

The newly born ruptures around the edge, however, were extremely dangerous without the consciousness to control them. They would slowly become suppressed once they fused into the central rupture.

The green man was going right into the area where the new ruptures were appearing. This place was the most dangerous, and at the same time, most profitable!

With the vine around his feet, the man did his job smoothly at first.

While avoiding several ruptures, he successfully collected four or five light dots. There were also close calls, but he managed to dodge them all with the vine’s help.

As he grabbed the last light dot and placed it into his bottle carefully, the liquid level finally reached two milliliters.

He sealed the bottle joyfully and ordered the vine to drag him out.

However, something went wrong.

A giant rupture appeared surprisingly close. The space ripple immediately cut the vine in half like the sharpest knife in the world.

“Damn it!” The man kept throwing his spells, hoping to reconnect the vine before it was too late. However, the power of space was not something he could resist.

Seeing how the vine completely vanished, a look of panic climbed onto his green, dried face. He took out a wooden wand from his pouch and tapped it in the air. A spell pattern lashed from the wand and created a hexagram. The man tried to use the power of the spell array to get away from the rupturing area.

However, in the next second after the spell hexagram formed in the air, the rupture tore it to pieces. Even the delicate spell wand broke in half.

The man was completely trapped by the space ruptures with nowhere to escape.

An emotion of despair and regret replaced his greed.

He should not have tried to collect that extra Fragment of Eternity! At the beginning of the plane fusion, the Fragments of Eternity released by the ruptures were extremely valuable destinies for wizards. However, he could still find opportunities during the middle of the fusion or even after it!

Would he die because of his greed? His face went pale as he watched the rupture slowly dragged him towards the center.

Once he reached the center of the ruptures, the giant shredding force that could break anything apart was more than enough to grind his body into nothingness.

As he lost his hope in despair, an eerie giggle reached his ears.

“Heeheehee. Isn’t that ‘Dryad’ Boko? Coming to the fusion spot so soon? So you want to get the Ferry Worm first? Aiyayaya. Such a greedy man you are.”

Someone is here!

He might have a chance! Boko perked up and looked towards the voice.

A young girl wearing a dark-violet bubble dress was slowly floating down the sky using her beautiful umbrella. The umbrella was elegantly decorated by fairytale patterns. Her bubble dress was being flipped violently by the gale caused by the tornadoes, but strangely, no matter how it moved, the laced underskirt in the middle remained steady, so nothing unpleasant (pleasant?) was revealed.

The woman with an umbrella was Flora who had just left the cloud whale and headed to the center of the thunderclouds.

“Flora the Blood Witch!” Boko’s voice came through the space ruptures. It was unclear whether he was surprised or happy.

“Come on, it’s not polite to call a lady’s name so boldly.”

Boko had completely no will to tell jokes. His life was on the line and Flora brought him hope!

“Flora! Help me!” Boko’s voice sounded distant as he was finally drowned out by the water tornadoes. He was using all of his mana to keep himself steady and could not spare any strength on other spells, so he could only yell as best as he could.

“Help! Help me now!”

Flora heard him. She revealed a cunning grin around the corner of her lips.

“As I said, it’s not polite to call a lady like that.”

“Lady! Lady Flora! Help!”

“Hello? What’s that? I—can’t—hear—you!”

Of course, Flora was adept at spells that transferred people’s voice.

Boko became panicked, “I said help! Help me! Quickly!”

“Oh, you want me to help? I thought you came here because you’re confident. So you went in there by mistake? Aw, poor guy,” Flora commented nonchalantly, which made Boko furious.

He had to bear with it now!

He struggled to dodge another rupture but his cape was torn to shards.

“Yes! I came by mistake and is trapped now! Save me! Please! I beg of you!” Boko was never someone who knew pride or ego, so he could ask for help while totally ignoring his image.

Flora had enough fun with her jokes and she said, “That’s no problem. But you know, equivalent exchange? I can save your life, and you gotta pay a good price for it.”

“My life does not have much value!” said Boko. He was serious about that as he said, “A hundred magic crystals?”

“Psh. Seriously?” Flora stood in the air with her umbrella above her head and looked down at Boko.

“Um,” Boko realized his price was too pathetic. He hesitated before saying, “Two hundred?”

Flora only smiled.

“Three—no, five hundred!” Boko showed a painful look on his tree bark face.

Flora heard about how ‘Dryad’ Boko was a mean bastard before but she never cared much about it. Now, she was not expecting that she actually met a wizard who was SO stingy.

Seeing how Flora was not reacting at all, Boko could not help getting flustered. He asked, “What do you want then? Like I said, my life isn’t worth anything!”

Flora chuckled. “Give me all the Fragments of Eternity you just gathered, and we have a deal.”

“What?! No! I risked my life for them!”

“You won’t have a life soon,” said Flora. She showed a sympathetic look as she said, “You want to use those fragments as your grave fodder? Huh. That’s new.”

Those words made Boko struggle in his mind.

Still, like a miser, he felt extremely reluctant about giving his Fragments of Eternity to someone else.

Flora did not say anything. She just watched as Boko grappled with Death face to face.

“I’ll give you one drop!” Boko’s expression was hard to watch.

No response from Flora. The space rupture turned bigger.

“Two drops? Three!” Boko was almost crying.

Flora gave him a cold look.

As Boko squeezed “eighty percent for you, four drops for me” between his teeth, Flora still kept her sweet smile without speaking anything.

“Good. Eighty percent, in exchange for your life,” A raucous male voice reached Boko’s eardrums.

Flora looked at the newcomer and curled her lips. “Aww teacher. He was going to give me all of them, why do you interrupt?”

It was Sunders. He whispered to Flora, “I have sensed Lady Danae’s aura. She’s trying to locate here from afar.”

If Lady Danae was here, they would not get a single drop of the fragments, let alone eighty percent. That was why Sunders chose such timing to show up.