The Bizarre Wizarding World-Chapter 231 - 179 Talent

Clang.

With force, Colin pushed open the door and stepped into the courtyard, instinctively glancing at the sky.

Illuminated by the lingering white light from the nearby battlefield, he clearly saw several figures emitting a powerful aura swiftly approaching from afar.

"They must be the wizards from the Law Enforcement Team…" his heart slightly relaxed as he was about to stretch out his hand to take the Renee sisters and fly away from there.

The next second, however, he only saw a figure resembling an old farmer whizzing past his courtyard like a phantom.

In a fleeting glimpse, Colin also noticed that the old farmer seemed to be carrying a slender figure.

This unexpected sight sent a chill through his heart.

His motion to fly away slowly halted.

But the next second, Colin's expression suddenly changed.

For some reason, the old farmer's figure quickly turned back and was about to sweep through his small courtyard again.

"You can't escape, filthy Divine Believer!"

At that moment, a steady voice like rolling thunder came from afar.

Behind the old farmer, several imposing wizards were quickly flying in… That obviously was the reason the old farmer's figure had turned back.

Hearing the words, the old farmer hastened his flight, his aura chaotic and his figure looking extremely wretched. A look of despair distinctly flashed across his aged face.

Yet even in such a condition, he still did not let go of the slender figure in his hand…

The old farmer's figure was about to pass by the courtyard, and Colin was preparing to go back inside to temporarily avoid conflict.

"Colin! Get out of the way!"

Then he suddenly heard a voice, quite familiar…was it, Lillian?

The voice came from behind him, but Colin no longer had time to look back.

Because…

Upon hearing those words, the figure resembling the old farmer suddenly cast his gaze upon him.

The malice contained in his gaze felt tangibly projected.

"Cackle cackle cackle—!!"

Immediately following, perhaps because the old farmer was in a dire situation and his mind was nearing collapse, he let out a few strange laughs and, shifting his direction like the Night Owl, swooped towards him!!

Colin's heart sank,

At the critical moment, he could no longer afford to complain.

Whoosh!

He extended his right hand, and a black scepter with dark golden patterns swiftly formed in his palm!

He lightly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

The next second, without hesitation, Colin unleashed the most powerful attack he currently had!

As he moved,

On the Golden Paper.

The gold characters behind Arrow Shooting Skill slowly faded, transforming into Arrow Shooting Skill I↑(100/100), and the progress behind it sharply dropped, soon crashing down to 1/100.

In reality,

Between the flickers of electromagnetic brilliance, a cone bullet nearly the size of a palm formed in Colin's hand, as an invisible force rapidly brewed within.

The old farmer did not notice anything unusual, still assuming that Colin was struggling in his last throes. After all, in the perception granted to him by his deity, this wizard was not strong, his aura also unstable.

In fact, being inconspicuous and unimposing was one of the advantages of Arrow Shooting Skill.

Zap!!

Before the old farmer could carefully discern the attack Colin was brewing in his hand.

The next moment, a bright blue and white light suddenly erupted from Colin's hand.

Whoosh!!!

The palm-sized dark cone bullet, carrying an unmatched force, ferociously shot towards him!!

Boom!!

As soon as the Cone Bullet flew out, the deafening sound followed, making visible rings of whitish waves in the air.

"How is this possible—?!"

It was only then that the old farmer reacted, his face showing terror.

This wizard was clearly at most a First Rank Junior Wizard, and his aura was not stable, so how could he launch such a powerful attack?!

This strike could barely reach the peak power of a First Rank Intermediate Wizard!

Normally, such an attack might only require full effort to deal with.

But now, if he didn't exert all his strength, he might not even be able to save his own life...

He subconsciously loosened his grip, letting the graceful figure in his hand fall, and then raised his hands, preparing to fully defend against Colin's incoming attack.

But the speed of the Cone Bullet far exceeded his expectations; it had already reached his face before his arms were even fully raised.

Bang!!

"Phuh!!" The immense pressure forced the old farmer to spit out a mouthful of blood.

He clenched his teeth, his hands desperately grasping at the dark Cone Bullet spinning in front of his chest; his constant Defensive Divine Skill flickered intensely, struggling to resist the penetration of the Cone Bullet.

Hiss—

The sour-sounding friction echoed, and due to the friction, the tip of the Cone Bullet had turned thoroughly red...

It was also because Colin had chosen a solid Cone Bullet that it hadn't squished down during this confrontation like another type of hollow-point Cone Bullet would have.

Although the old farmer was still combating the Cone Bullet, the reality was that from the moment he stopped moving due to the Cone Bullet, the situation on the scene had already settled.

"That's enough." A robust voice came.

As his words fell, a bone-chilling wind suddenly swept through the surroundings.

A blue-white stream, crystal-like, appeared and swirled toward the old farmer, who was stuck in a stalemate with the Cone Bullet.

"No!!"

Seeing the blue-white, crystal-like wind, the old farmer's pupils contracted, desperately screaming.

But the next second.

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Whoosh—!

With the whistling sound of a swift wind blowing through a gap suddenly rising, his voice abruptly stopped.

The blue-white wind slowly dispersed, leaving only a vivid ice sculpture in its place.

Colin couldn't help but shiver, but his attention was not on the ice sculpture... but rather on the Golden Paper in front of him.

Staring at the Golden Paper, Colin couldn't conceal his shock.

On the ancient, glowing Golden Paper, he saw the progress of Arrow Shooting Skill I clearly marked as 11/100!

11/100...

He remembered that when he used the Foolishness Scepter just before, he had clearly seen that the progress of Arrow Shooting Skill I on the Golden Paper had decreased to 1/100!

But now it had inexplicably changed to 11/100!

He subconsciously took out a Cone Bullet and quietly fired it at the ground beneath his feet!

The instant the Cone Bullet was fired, the black characters behind Arrow Shooting Skill on the Golden Paper quietly jumped, changing to 21/100!!

Why was this happening...?

As if struck by divine intuition, his heart suddenly leapt, and he subconsciously thought of the Talent he had yet to explore on his Golden Tree...

Could it be...

But before he could think further.

"Junior Colin..."

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him, a slender girl looking unfamiliar...perhaps one of the three wizards he had seen earlier on the rooftop?

But her voice was familiar... Sister Lillian's voice?

The girl was also holding a graceful figure...the same figure that the old farmer had been holding.

It was only now, upon close observation, that Colin realized this graceful figure was also someone he recognized—the merchant Betty who had sold him the Magic Erasure Potion.

A combination of factors led Colin to a growing suspicion, and he looked at the unfamiliar girl in front of him and ventured to ask:

"Sister Lillian?"