Another World: The Failed Magician

"Stop bluffing."

He wouldn't abandon his plans just because of a few words from Karl.

The strange eye suddenly emitted a pale purple light.

It then transformed into a beam of light and shot into the wall behind Karl.

Suddenly, a pitch-black hole appeared in the wall.

Three figures, resembling puppets, emerged from within with stiff, lifeless steps.

All three people had a strange eye drawn on their foreheads.

"I was wondering how you managed to persuade the Silver Dragon Clan to help you at this crucial moment. So that's how you did it. I just wonder how many of those eight guardians you managed to convince?"

Karl saw through Locas's plan at a glance.

He used this bizarre method to transfer the soul of the Silver Dragon Clan's protector into this puppet-like person.

While this method doesn't allow the Silver Dragon Clan's guardians to unleash their full power, it also enables them to quickly detach their souls from their physical bodies in dangerous situations, thus mitigating risks.

"What did you mean by 'critical moment' just now?"

One of the people manipulated by the Dharma Protector suddenly spoke out of nowhere.

“It means exactly what you think.” Carl sat down in his chair and crossed his legs.

This time it was Locas's turn to be surprised. Even with his current status in the Silver Dragon Empire, he had only just learned that the Silver Dragon Clan was currently carrying out a very secret activity.

As for the details of the event, even he didn't know.

But why does Carl seem to know all of this so well?

Was he bluffing?

Based on his understanding of Karl, it was unlikely that he was bluffing.

That means he might actually know everything.

Lokak, far away in the Silver Dragon Empire, suddenly felt a bead of cold sweat trickle down his cheek.

At that moment, the three people being manipulated began to move.

Now that Karl likely knows their secret, it's even less likely that he'll be kept alive.

The moment the three of them moved, an immense pressure descended from the sky.

Then a terrifying aura enveloped the entire room.

The three puppets froze instantly.

A massive magic circle appeared above the administration building, completely enveloping the entire enormous structure.

Forbidden curse!

And it's not just any ordinary forbidden spell!

The three guardians all had the same thought: they absolutely could not withstand it.

"Impossible! How could the Loca Federation possibly have a mage capable of casting such powerful magic?"

The strange eye on the forehead of the person controlled by Locas spun rapidly.

"Don't forget where you are! This is Enlosk, the city of magic!"

Karl watched the four people preparing to extract their souls from the puppets, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"You don't think this is a place where you can come and go as you please, do you?"

Carl sat in the chair, and suddenly a black pebble appeared in his hand.

Carl squeezed his right hand tightly and crushed the pebble.

A pitch-black magic circle enveloped the entire room.

The four people, who were originally preparing to separate their souls, suddenly felt a sharp pain from the depths of their souls.

All four of them were momentarily stunned.

Just a moment later, as the four were preparing to act, they discovered that their souls were trapped inside the bodies used as puppets.

Forbidden Spell - Soul Trapping!

Originally a forbidden spell used to attack the mind, Karl used it to imprison the souls of the four people.

However, this spell has a fatal flaw: the caster cannot move while it is being cast.

The eerie eyes on the foreheads of the four people were still spinning rapidly, showing that they had not given up and were still struggling.

"useless."

Karl sat in the chair, feeling the increasingly terrifying magical fluctuations above his head.

"Impossible! How did you do that? Even if you're a Grand Magus, you couldn't possibly control the souls of all four of us by yourself!"

Karl shrugged nonchalantly.

"Normally, a Grand Magister couldn't do that, but why do you think I am a Grand Magister?"

Not a Grand Magus? Then what could it be?

Suddenly, Locas thought of a possibility!

The eyes on the head of the puppet he was controlling suddenly stared intently at Karl!

As expected! Karl's magical power was only at the level of an apprentice who had just started learning magic.

"Oh, it seems you've discovered something."

"You're insane! You actually condensed all the magic power you've cultivated throughout your life into this forbidden spell!"

Locas couldn't comprehend the old man's thoughts at all; someone was actually willing to dedicate their entire life's worth of magical power to a single spell.

"Even if you do this, we'll only be seriously injured at most! But you're just an ordinary person now. When this magic falls from above, you'll die!"

He didn't understand why this person would risk their life to seriously injure them.

"What's the big deal? Didn't I tell you already? My death is part of the plan!"

Loca had initially thought Karl was just bluffing, but as the terrifying aura above him grew stronger, he realized the old man was serious.

The three guardians completely ignored the conversation between the two, and they tried their best to break free from the control of the forbidden spell.

When they broke free of some of their mental shackles, the terrifying magic that had been hanging over them finally came down.

The magic circle in the sky transformed into a terrifying bolt of lightning and struck down towards the room.

This power is dozens of times greater than the forbidden spell Lu Xuan faced before—Lightning Strike.

At the last moment, Karl glanced inadvertently at the wooden table in front of him.

There was a cigarette sitting on the edge of the wooden table.

I hadn't even realized it.

It seems that kid put it there.

After following me for so long, it seems they do have some sense of things.

Carl lit the cigarette with the fastest speed he had ever used in his life.

He put the lit cigarette to his lips and took a deep drag.

It seems I need to be faster.

A terrifying flash of lightning enveloped the entire room, and the massive building was reduced to dust in an instant.

……

Inside a pitch-black room.

A handsome man collapsed to the ground, blood streaming from the corner of his mouth.

"How could you possibly still have this kind of strength!"

Completely disregarding his own injuries, the man loudly questioned the old man in front of him.

This was completely different from their assessment; the old man's strength had not declined at all.

Carl didn't impose any restrictions on the old man at all.

He's still the same monster he was 20 years ago.

The old man paid no attention to the man's questioning.

His hand was resting on a crystal ball.

He didn't withdraw his hand until the crystal ball darkened.

Moen's face was filled with disbelief after he noticed the old man's actions.

"Why is this thing still in your possession? How dare Karl!"

He recognizes this thing!

One of the reasons Enlosk is known as the city of magic is because of that crystal ball we just saw.

At the bottom of the city of Enlosk lies a terrifying magic circle left behind by a great magician.

That magic circle can amplify the power of a spell more than tenfold.

The device that activated this magic circle was the crystal ball the old man had just been holding.

However, this device has a major drawback: its internal structure is extremely complex, and it places high demands on the user.

Even the most talented person would need to spend decades under the guidance of the previous holder to have any chance of mastering it.

This is one of the reasons why Moen dared to participate in the Locak operation, because they concluded that no one in the Loca Federation had mastered the device without prior guidance.

Do you think anyone other than me can master this?

"Isn't Karl afraid of you?"

By handing this over to Kahn, isn't Karl essentially exposing his back to the enemy?

Is he crazy?

"Do you know what your actions mean? You don't think they'll let Will go, do you? He participated in this attack!"

Although the old man did not answer, Moen continued to ask, unwilling to give up.

"Of course I know."

Kahn had already sat cross-legged, calmly answering as he recovered his magical power.

"Then why are you still sitting here? That's your eldest brother's child, the only member of the royal family! Why are you helping Karl? Isn't he the one you value most?"

“I value him the most, but nothing can compare to this land. Under these circumstances, he can also give it up.”

“Karl has proven to me over the past twenty years that he was right. Although I hate to admit it, the path the Loca Federation is on now is the right one.”

Watching the old man calmly recount all of this.

"Have you gone mad?! Why?! He's the only bloodline of your royal family, the only child of your most beloved elder brother!!!"

Moen looked at the calm-faced old man in disbelief.

“You don’t need to repeat yourself. I know everything. I’ve always been very clear about what I’m doing.”

"Besides, Will isn't a child anymore. He has to pay the price for his actions, even if it's his life!"

He finally understood why he hadn't gotten along with those two people before.

He is somewhat abnormal.

But those two are the real "lunatics"!