CHAPTER 477: 036 COUNTER KILL

"Attack!"

Louis usually presented himself as a good-natured man, but once he decided to act, he was the most decisive.

The Wizard’s Magic Wand emerged from his sleeve, aimed at Carl’s position.

One-Circle Witchcraft—Bursting Flames!

Streaks of flame materialized from thin air, like red-hot iron wires, swiftly streaking through the void. It resembled a blazing rainbow of fire.

The unconscious Carl swayed. His clothes were instantly incinerated, and his flesh was scorched, creating shallow pits.

HISS...

The onlookers couldn’t help but gasp.

The destructive power of witchcraft unleashed by a Late-Stage First-Circle Wizard was utterly terrifying.

That flame could easily penetrate metal and stone. Even a Divine Weapon, tempered a thousand times, could be melted into molten iron, let alone a mere physical body.

Yet now, Louis’s full-force attack had only managed to break through his defenses, struggling even to inflict a severe wound. And this was while the opponent was completely defenseless...

Just how strong is this man’s body?

"Attack!"

Louis’s eyes twitched as he roared, "If he breaks free from Galoya’s dream, all of us here will die!"

WHOOSH...

Before his words faded, Kem had already completed his spell. Dozens of globes of corrosive slime descended upon Carl.

SIZZLE...

HISS!

As his flesh dissolved, thick smoke billowed out, revealing a blood-blurred skull and pulsating organs.

The others also attacked.

In an instant, a storm of various witchcrafts surged toward that small area, completely engulfing Carl.

Nina’s beautiful eyes flickered, her face etched with struggle. Eventually, she waved her Magic Wand, unleashing a Spirit Light of witchcraft.

BOOM!

All kinds of witchcraft mingled, causing a violent explosion. The fierce blast of energy forced everyone to retreat continuously.

"Master!"

Evgeny, just regaining her senses from a dazed state, rushed into the room. The scene made her expression freeze. Then, she forced a dry smile and slowly backed out.

Fortunately, those inside were too preoccupied to notice her, casting their spells while their eyes were fixed on the heart of the explosion.

Is he dead?

He must be dead!

Our attacks landed squarely on him. Even a Second-Circle Wizard couldn’t possibly survive that.

"Out of the way!"

Kem roared, swinging his arms forward fiercely. A howling gust of wind swept through, revealing the scene within.

Carl was now unrecognizable as human. Half his head was blown off, and his body was equally mangled. Even the heart in his chest had stopped beating.

He’s dead!

Sensing no signs of life, Kem heaved a sigh of relief, a smile touching his lips. A Holy Knight, and yet...

PFFT!

Before he could finish, his body suddenly stiffened. His face filled with shock as he slowly looked down at his own chest.

A hideous, writhing tentacle had pierced straight through his heart, a segment of it thrashing in the air.

And it wasn’t just him!

Unseen, the floor of the room had become covered in a dense carpet of tentacles, snaking around everyone’s ankles.

CRACK!

PFFT!

The tentacles abruptly tightened. Their horrific strength instantly shattered protective witchcraft, snapping bones and piercing flesh.

Wizard after Wizard was hoisted into the air by the tentacles.

Where Carl had been, a squid-like head covered in bizarre eyeballs had materialized. An aura of frantic terror permeated the area.

"No!"

"Spare us!"

PFFT!

The screams died abruptly as one person was torn apart by the tentacles. The shredded remains were then devoured by the coiling appendages.

Death!

BANG!

PUFF! PUFF!

In an instant, the entire room was awash with blood and severed limbs, countless tentacles dancing wildly amidst the carnage.

"Ah!"

Louis, a Late-Stage First-Circle Wizard, struggled desperately but was no match for the swarming tentacles and was torn to pieces.

"Ca..."

Nina, her face a mask of despair, looked at Carl and parted her lips. "Conni, this has nothing to do with Harvey..."

The tentacles before her paused momentarily, then surged forward. Accompanied by chewing sounds, they devoured her body completely.

As for Nightmare Galoya... his flesh had long since been devoured by the tentacles. His soul was dragged into the Divine Domain Fragment, transformed into a ’Dead Soul’ guarding the fragment.

Not long after, all the tentacles slowly retracted. Carl stretched, then flicked his fingers, conjuring a Wizard Robe made of witchcraft to cover himself.

"Master!"

Evgeny, posted at the door, turned deathly pale. Her legs felt like jelly as she stumbled inside, stammering, "Master, your methods are incredible! These people must have been bewitched by demons to dare attack you!"

"They were simply courting death!"

As she spoke, she seemed to realize she was on the winning side and instinctively straightened her posture.

"Mm," Carl nodded slowly, his gaze falling on the sole survivor. "Alchemist Blaise?"

Blaise, who had been trembling uncontrollably, stiffened and bowed hastily. "Yes, that’s me! Thank you, Mr. Conni, for sparing my life. Whatever your orders, I... I will carry them out."

"You should be glad you possess a useful craft," Carl said, adjusting his collar as he started to walk out. "Evgeny, give him the Potion formula. I want to see the finished Potion within a month."

"Also... what specifically happened here today must not be spread."

The fact that he practiced Bloodline Magic wasn’t a secret, but if ’Conni’ were linked to ’Carl,’ it would mean significant trouble. The Six Rings Tower knew he possessed the squid Bloodline, though not its specific Tier.

Carl reached out and took the wailing infant from the servant’s arms, then teleported to the rear courtyard of the Walker family residence.

He glanced at the sealed door and shook his head gently.

BANG!

With a wave of his hand, the door shattered.

He delivered the infant to the two numb-looking individuals inside and left without another word.

Four dream fragments spun in the air. As they drew closer, they gradually pieced themselves together into a transparent sphere.

The sphere was crystal clear, resembling a Treasure Bead.

CLICK!

Carl reached out and gently squeezed. The Treasure Bead formed, though fine cracks were still visible on its surface.

I don’t go looking for trouble, yet it comes knocking on my door.

No wonder the Four Great Families always wanted this all to themselves. This is a Third-tier Inheritance Witchcraft!

It just needs its cracks repaired. Even a First-Circle Wizard wielding this could contend with a Second-Circle Wizard, or even... defeat them!

After a moment of contemplation, he put the Treasure Bead away.

The Dream Bead held other secrets, and repairing it quickly would be difficult. However, as long as he possessed this item, the restrictions of the Dream Market no longer applied to him.

In other words, Carl could now reveal his Second-Order strength here without any reservations, no longer constrained.

Once the cracks were completely repaired and he mastered this Third-tier Inheritance Witchcraft, he could even actively suppress an opponent’s cultivation, placing himself in an invincible position.

"Master!"

Evgeny came rushing over. "The members of the Three Great Families are in chaos. What should we do next? Should we slaughter them all?" She made a sharp cutting gesture with her hand, her face fierce.

Her Pelo family had been nearly wiped out by the Three Great Families, leaving only her branch of the lineage, her life and death not her own to decide. Now that the opportunity had arisen, she naturally wanted to exact her revenge.

"Slaughter them all?" Carl raised an eyebrow. You think you can handle that?

"Give them seven days. They are to take their things and leave the Dream Market. Just ensure I don’t see them again."

"Ah!" Evgeny looked disappointed. "Master, what if some of them want revenge?"

"The number of people who have died by my hand is unknown. If I wanted to ensure no one sought revenge, I’d have to annihilate entire families daily," Carl said nonchalantly. "It’s natural for them to want revenge. The question is whether they have the capability."

For these people to seek revenge, it would take decades. By then, he would likely already be a Second-Circle Wizard. His Knight Path would also have progressed significantly.

Wizard Families often choose to annihilate their enemies to prevent future generations from seeking revenge. He was alone, free to come and go as he pleased. Such minor vendettas didn’t concern him in the slightest.

"Then..." Evgeny, still somewhat reluctant to let it go, thought for a moment and asked, "Are you going to let them take their Wizard Towers as well?"

"Master! If we take the Wizard Towers of the Three Great Families and add them to the one here, we should be able to convert them into a Second-Order Wizard Tower!"

A Second-Order Wizard Tower can contend with a Three-Circle Wizard!

Carl’s eyes lit up. "You know how to construct a Second-Order Wizard Tower?"

"Well..." Evgeny’s expression stiffened. "It seems there’s no one in the Dream Market capable of constructing a Second-Order Wizard Tower."

That meant they would have to find someone outside. However, given Carl’s current situation, leaving the Dream Market was impossible; he would surely attract the attention of Second-Circle Wizards from the Six Rings Tower.

"Hmm..." Carl stroked his chin, his expression thoughtful. It definitely wouldn’t have been possible before, but now... it might be worth a try.

This time, not only had he obtained the Dream Bead, but he had also acquired several special witchcrafts from Nightmare Galoya’s memories, including one Magic Door that allowed him to make his spirit possess others.