Plundering the Black Wizards' Resource Vault

Chapter 232: Plundering the Black Wizards' Resource Vault

Inside the highest-level laboratory of the Curse Spell Research Institute, countless pupils crowded together in the eye on Rashid Tariel's forehead, fighting for a single observation window.

Some pupils were cruel, some excited, and some delighted.

Inside the isolation chamber before him, a White Wizard Apprentice from a small wizard organization, captured by the Black Wizards, was screaming. The skin all over his body was naturally peeling away, turning him into a blood-soaked figure.

Rashid Tariel felt no disgust at the sight. Instead, he kept nodding. "Not bad, not bad. The groundwork for this special-grade project is complete. My previous hypothesis was entirely correct."

"What remains is to turn the results into something practical. There is still a considerable distance between a successful experiment and usable results."

Rashid Tariel suddenly sensed that the magical energy tide within the Curse Spell Research Institute seemed to shift for an instant. He looked around in confusion, but found nothing else amiss.

"Something seems off." A pair of puzzled pupils squeezed out from the eye on Rashid Tariel's forehead. He coldly used magic to contact the research institute's Central Control Room. "What happened?"

"Has there been a leak in my Pandora's Box?"

The First-Class Wizard Apprentices in the Central Control Room immediately responded, sounding somewhat panicked. "N-No, Mentor Rashid Tariel. Nothing has gone wrong."

"We were repairing the institute's defensive system just now. A minor mistake occurred, so the automatic defense system was activated. But we have already finished adjusting it."

A dissatisfied pupil squeezed out from the eye on Rashid Tariel's forehead. "The Mirror Blood Curse is an extremely delicate Blood Curse. Do not update it carelessly unless necessary."

"If something goes wrong, you lot are incapable of fixing it. I'll have to clean up