Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145: 020: Eye of Death God

Not long after, the Underground City.

The underground palace, which was originally somewhat intact, had now completely collapsed. Walls crumbled, ceilings caved in, and massive cracks split open across the ground.

Beside two fallen stone pillars, Alfred curled up at the edge of the collapsed altar, panting heavily.

Murphy lay next to him, his body shattered into pieces from head to toe, leaving only a relatively intact head lying lonesomely to the side. His frozen expression still faintly showed remnants of anger, astonishment, and terror.

"Tch!"

Alfred spat bloody saliva to the side and cursed, "You old bastard!"

Black fissures emerged one after another across his body, the skin around the cracks gradually peeling away, resembling wall paint falling off. His body was clearly on the verge of collapse.

Forcibly elevating himself to a power he didn’t belong to was never meant to last. The scheming Murphy hadn’t intended to let him truly break through to wizard level from the start. It was only meant as a temporary boost to grant him that power for the sole purpose of activating those eyes.

"No..."

Alfred rasped, his voice filled with unwillingness. "I can’t die yet..."

"I’ve come this far... How can I fall here?"

He struggled to stand up, dragging his wounded and disintegrating body step by step forward toward the darkness...

...

"Alfred?" Lynch was stunned.

Frankie nodded slightly. "Yes, that apprentice’s name is Alfred."

Lynch furrowed his brow.

According to what Frankie had just told him, Alfred had come here years ago and studied all the books related to those eyes. That explained why Frankie had immediately thought Alfred had come for the same information when he’d seen him.

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If he’d deliberately sought out the knowledge, it seemed he had known all along the true purpose behind his mentor’s special treatment...

’Turns out this guy is the one who mastered pretending to be clueless down to the bone!’

Earlier, Avery had said Alfred was the only one in the world completely in the dark—just thinking about it now felt laughable.

’Given that, as for Wizard Murphy...’

From Lynch’s impression, Alfred was not the type to sit and let fate dictate. If he hadn’t known it was one thing, but now, with him having known all along and yet feigning ignorance, he was undoubtedly plotting something in secret. Most likely...

For some reason, Lynch had a faint feeling that Wizard Murphy was probably doomed. Between an apprentice and a wizard, it sounded incredible, but this premonition stubbornly lingered.

’Let it be. Their conflict is their business, nothing to do with me.’

Lynch wasn’t sure if Alfred could truly strike back, nor if Alfred would return to the Shadow Tower even if he succeeded. But either way, neither outcome posed a threat to him anymore.

He was now an official Netta apprentice, supported by the entirety of Shadow Tower—no mere high-level apprentice nor even an official wizard would dare challenge him...

’Speaking of which, what exactly is with those eyes?’

An official-level wizard had spent years, sinking an astronomical amount of resources and wealth into them. Lynch’s curiosity deepened.

He immediately grasped the pile of books, headed to the nearby reading section, and sat down on the sofa to peruse them.

As the pages unfolded, the secret finally became clear to him.

"Eye of Death God? Divine bloodline, huh?"

According to the book, his eyes traced their origin back thousands of years to a being known as the "Grey Death God," one of the high-level divine creatures under the celestial category.

From the historical accounts Lynch read, the wizard civilization of this world had been developing for roughly ten millennia. Prior to that, the world wasn’t dominated by wizards but by divine creatures—the beings mortals referred to as gods.

During that time, many gods roamed this world: the Water God, Fire God, Lake Goddess, Love God, and so on.

That era was thus called the Age of Gods.

These divine beings, like ordinary living creatures, had mating cycles. Most of them lacked ethical or moral principles and would indulge their desires recklessly, whether with demons, magic plants, pigs, sheep, dogs, or any other species.