Constructing-Style Wizard
Chapter 320 - 320: 125. Stars? No, door!_5

Chapter 320: 125. Stars? No, door!_5

Translator: 549690339

So, Noland Lee and the other could only watch her go underground.

“Philia, can this magic car withstand the attack of a Seventh-Ring Wizard? Both mental and physical levels?” Noland Lee asked ponderingly.

“Yes, it can.” Philia nodded:

“This car is produced by the Ulnas Circle. It can hold up to a quarter of an hour in the hands of a non-combat Seventh-Ring Wizard. At any rate, only a Threeor Four-circled combat wizard would have the ability to break through its defenses. Although Samuelson possesses the strength of the Seventh Ring, psvchic wizards like them can never be combat wizards. So, it doesn’t matter if there is one Samuelson or even ten more like him, they wouldn’t be able to break through the magic car from the outside.” (Note O)

“Oh… so the defensive performance of this car is so strong… No wonder Samuelson had to use an illusory servant to deceive you into opening the car door…”

Noland Lee clenched his fist and gently tapped his palm, saying:

“Since this car can protect us, let’s wait on the ground. If Fugidia and the others don’t come back from underground, then it means this is far beyond what we can handle. Going straight back and reporting to your mentor would be what we should do.” “Yes! You’re right.”

The two discussed it.

Noland Lee kept watch, and Philia rested.

Later in the night, they switched roles, Noland Lee retrieved the heart control spider and started to rest, while Philia took over surveillance of the abandoned building with a telescope.

The car quieted down.

Philia moved to the back seat, and with a blushing cheek, she took out a curtain and hung it in the middle of the car, separating the front and rear spaces.

Noland Lee pretended not to see her actions.

Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t see anything anyways. That piece of curtain was magic, not only blocking vision but also blocking detection spells…

After thinking about it, he didn’t secretly send the heart control spider underground to avoid alarming any creatures and causing a counter effect.

Feeling bored, Noland Lee simply started reading the books from his mind while also using a portion of his attention to control the heart control spider and keep an eye on the movements at the abandoned building. As starlight shifted and time went by, midnight soon arrived.

Noland Lee rubbed his eyes, feeling slightly tired.

Just as he was about to wake up Philia to take over, he suddenly saw Fugidia’s figure through the perspective of the heart control spider.

“Philia, wake up.”

“Huh?” Philia murmured and then yawned as she pulled the curtain.

Her face was covered with messy hair and sleepiness.

“What’s going on, Ray Lee?”

“Fugidia has come out.” Noland Lee closed his eyes, manipulating the heart control spider and staring at the ruins building.

Philia instantly became alert, shaking off her drowsiness, and started observing that area with her telescope.

She saw Fugidia, with half of her body soaked in blood, running out of the first floor of the abandoned building. She looked wretched and weak, leaving large droplets of blood as she moved, completely unlike her previous proud and confident appearance.

“Hahaha! I made it back to the ground!”

Fugidia screamed with joy, as if she just narrowly escaped death.

With an extremely excited expression, she looked up at the stars in the night sky.

She locked her gaze onto the slightly reddish star and spat out a mouthful of blood that shimmered with a bright red light.

The blood hovered in the air, corresponding to the reddish star from a distance.

“The blood moon of the tranquil midnight!

“The nurturing mother goddess of the Night Spirits!

“You are the essence of the night moon, the home of the Night Spirits, the incarnation of blood and death!

“I call upon your power and implore you to bestow upon me the mighty power

of the blood moon!”

The blood flew into the heavens, staining the reddish star in the sky like red paint splashed onto a wall.

This star, which originally emitted just a faint red light, suddenly became brilliantly red.

It rapidly expanded, hanging in the night sky like a crimson “huge disk,” becoming a true blood moon.

Two dark red blood droplets fell from the blood moon, quickly descending towards Fugidia’s side.

At this very moment, the haloed moon in the sky erupted with a silvery-gray light. This powerful light illuminated the entire night sky, suppressing the blood moon with a large amount of light, and forced it back to its original state.

The blood moon, like a mischievous ghost caught red-handed, dejectedly shrank back and returned to its previous faint red star form.

The moon withdrew its silvery-gray light, and there was no more disturbance in the starry sky.

All of this happened within a few short seconds.

By the time Noland Lee looked back down from the anomaly in the sky, the two dark red blood droplets that had fallen from the blood moon had already touched the ground.

They landed on either side of Fugidia, and with a bang, exploded into a blood mist that filled the air.

The blood mist shrank inward, condensing into the figures of two female wizards.

“Oh my God!”

Philia exclaimed in surprise, her voice filled with shock:

“The Night Spirit Cult actually violated the rules by opening the teleportation gate, using Fugidia as a teleportation anchor point, and forcibly teleported two Night Spirit Magicians here! Fugidia has gone mad! She will be punished by the Wizard Enforcement Department!”

Teleportation?! Was that scene with the blood moon dropping blood droplets just now teleportation?!

Is the blood moon the teleportation gate of the Night Spirit cult?!

Noland Lee looked confused.

Wasn’t the so-called opening of a teleportation gate supposed to be opening a “door” like magical object, then stepping through it and instantly traversing thousands of mountains and rivers to reach the destination?

Why are the teleportation gates in this world stars in the sky?

Noland Lee looked up at the stars in the night sky, unable to stop complaining in his heart..