Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

Chapter 290: Chapter 65: The Rampaging Homicidal

Maniac in the Rear Camp 3

With a single thought, the Destiny Witchcraft “Armor Orchid Battle Armor” is triggered.

The streamlined Aquatic and Wood elemental Plant Battle Armor covers his body layer by layer. Inside him, it forms a dual defense with the “Defender 3202” suit he is wearing on the outside.

His right hand brushes his waist and sends the Flying Sphere Reconnaissance Magic Tool into the air.

The four scanning puppets temporarily residing in the “seed” also scatter in all directions.

His left hand removes the upgraded lens and mounts it on two glasses he had exchanged with his “Academic Points”.

Real-time images from the Flying Sphere and the scanning puppets fill his vision, each distinct.

“Attack! He’s spotted us!”

The several “Masked Men” lying in ambush on both sides of the path leading to the sixth row of warehouses notice the ascending Flying Sphere and immediately realize they have been discovered.

In order to avoid arousing the attention of the warehouse managers in advance, the “Masked Man” dared not release Reconnaissance Magic Tools, to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Of course, they have no idea how they were discovered.

With doubts, six “Masked Men” stormed out from their hiding spots.

In a crescent formation, they rushed towards Link.

They should have formed a full moon formation and encircled him, but alas, they were discovered too early.

In such a life-and-death situation, even though he had made preparations, Link took no chances, and activated all his abilities.

He fully activated the “Mind Closure Technique” + “Multi-Threading Thinking” status cards, becoming a human supercomputer with a limit of 25 seconds.

Specially upgraded boots spewed out two streams of flame, causing him to soar into the air.

The magic machine gun reappeared.

But this time, instead of charging blindly, he kept his distance and suppressed his enemies to the limit.

He wasn’t trying to kill his enemies, just buying himself some time.

Over a dozen menacing, stabbing thorns appeared out of nowhere, like a python with its mouth wide open, launching a strangulation attack towards the advancing “Masked Man”.

It blocked the path of the Masked Man.

Based on the Water Ball Spell, water tornadoes burst forth from his palms, serving as cannons for his battle armor.

Bolstered by Pseudo Destiny Witchcraft and the “Continuous Casting” augmentation.

One water tornado after another, without rest.

The powerful impact, combined with the tenacity of the thorns, significantly slowed the Masked Men’s advance.

An incredibly conspicuous firework explodes above Link’s head.

This was the toy that old Morpheus had accidentally dropped.

Seeing this, the Masked Men became even more anxious and tried to break free from the Thorn Killing and the entanglement of the water tornadoes.

Link remained calm and collected, maintaining his distance while continuously casting spells.

With reinforcements, why should he fight to the death?

He hasn’t even used a third of his strength.

Just roaming without attacking, what can they do to me?

“Impudent!”

Old Morpheus arrived just in time, his roar like a thunderclap echoing above the entire warehouse area.

Like a mountain, an immense pressure instantly descended upon the six “Masked Men” who had barely escaped the Thorn Killing and the entanglement of the water tornadoes, and were about to charge towards Link.

As if trapped in a swamp, all actions of the six “Masked Men” slowed down.

Including their thoughts.

With wide eyes, they watched old Morpheus fly over from not far away and stand in front of Link.

But that wasn’t all.

Morpheus waved his big hand.

A scene from yesterday repeated.

Six metal cages fell from the sky and within a blink of an eye, they smashed the six “Masked Men” to the ground and locked them up.

“Really, these idiots don’t know when to quit!”

Morpheus glanced at the “Masked Men” who were suppressed and incapable of using witchcraft and Magic Tools due to the anti-magic effect of the metal cages, and sneered, “A bunch of shrimps dare to attempt an assassination under my watch. Quite simply, they must be tired of living.”

This corps led by Wizard Palo was not organized by him, but thrust upon him by the Academy.

Not only the Rear Camp, but spies of “antagonistic forces” also exist on the Front Line.

The assignment of personnel and task requirements were all encrypted to describe this plan of luring the snake out of the hole.

Link was the bait to draw out the enemy spy who was lurking among the Medical Department personnel and related team members.

Morpheus, who could understand the encryption, deciphered this plan and decided to implement it.

However, he didn’t expect Link Grande, who completely didn’t understand encryption, to sense something was off about the Medical Department’s arrangement.

Right before leaving the office, he nonchalantly “extorted” a smoke bomb.

“In the next life, don’t be a lapdog for the powerful.”

Morpheus’s heart hardened and he didn’t spare any prisoners, directly killing the six Masked Men who were still struggling.

The metal cages closed with a crash, completely crushing the bodies.

In this way, the faces of the Masked Men could no longer be seen.

The bodies were destroyed and all traces were eliminated.

The Academy didn’t need to give any explanation.

“Let’s go, return, someone else will clean this up.”

With a call, old Morpheus led the increasingly amiable Link back to the Potion Department.

Killing a couple of people was not a big deal.

He was just cleaning up the trash.

Only after Morpheus and Link left did the warehouse staff dare to go out and clean up the aftermath, collect the flesh and blood, and clean the ground.

The flesh and blood of a First Level Wizard could sell for a few Magic Stones.

As for the Magic Tools scattered on the ground, they dared not touch them, having to quietly return them to their owners.

The logistics staff member who had been forgotten and had witnessed the entire process of Link luring the enemy and Morpheus killing them was shivering as if he was a quail.

He didn’t even know how he got back to the office of the Potion Department’s logistics team.

“What happened? You look terrified?”

A colleague asked curiously.

“So ruthless!”

The logistics staff member couldn’t help but sigh, “He killed six people without blinking an eye, leaving no bodies intact!”

Everyone in the room knew who had summoned this staff member this morning.

The newcomer they got only yesterday.

Just after settling a matter yesterday, he delivered an even bigger incident today.

He truly lives up to his reputation of being a bloodthirsty maniac.

The word goes around, the bloodthirsty maniac has added to his accomplishments, having killed another six people.

Thus, Link, who had just received the mutant corpse delivered to his door by the Medical Department, heard the increasingly distorted rumors.

The bloodthirsty maniac has sparked a brutal massacre at the warehouse.

Bodies were strewn all over, and the rain of blood never stopped!

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