Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

Chapter 145: How did he do that?



[Ding!]

[You failed to obtain the opportunity you intercepted.]

[Sorry! Unfortunately, you failed to complete the Basic Destiny Quest 1: Can You Finish What You Have Started?]

'Sigh. Figured.'

Ian sighed as the prompt echoed in his mind. After all the ruckus, there was no way he could complete this quest normally.

'But isn't a Basic Quest for this situation a little too low-level?'

Ian thought. From his perspective, the only way he could seize this opportunity as easily as Carl was if he swore a Wizard Oath.

But that wasn't what he and the system wanted, was it?

Just as Ian was pondering these things, another prompt from the system sounded in his mind making him surprised.

[Ding!]

[Dornar Claywright has decided to search for the inheritor himself.]

[Fate has its own way of correction. If you aren't careful, it might push you, the stumbling block, directly to the ground.]

[Dornar's decision as the precursor for the initiation of the Quest has been met.]

[Congratulations! A new Quest has been activated.]

[Intermediate Destiny Quest 2: Can You Finish What You Have Started?]

[Content Target: Snatch the opportunity from the hands of Dornar Claywright.]

[Reward: ??]

[Addon: Challenge Quest - Defeat Dornar Claywright and steal the chances he saved from Kaelzor for his family. Be careful: if you complete this challenge, you will be drawn into a bigger whirlpool of cause and effect.]

[Note: The Quest will be completed after you grab what is yours from Dornar Claywright.]

'Damn! This old man wants to search for the inheritor himself. Doesn't this mean Carl will get the inheritance anyway?'

Ian was shocked. He hadn't realized that even after entering this place with the Flameheart Sigil, Dornar could still go out and search for the inheritor if he chose to.

Carl was just too lucky, wasn't he? Even without finding the token, the inheritance hall itself would come to him.

As for other participants attempting to snatch it midway, Ian didn't even consider it. They weren't worthy.

'Fortunately, there's still time.'

Ian thought while looking at the mana ring floating in front of Dornar.

'The name of the Quest is the same, but the difficulty has increased, huh? As for the addon Challenge Quest, let's see if I can manage something.'

This guy was so wealthy that if Ian could defeat him and grab everything he had, he'd gladly do it. But he was still on enemy turf and didn't want to risk everything out of greed.

"Let's get you out of here."

Just as Ian finished reading the prompt in his mind, Dornar waved his hand, intending to activate the array and eject Ian from the inheritance hall.

Dornar didn't have much time. He needed to find a reliable candidate who could deliver the item to his family safely before the tower closed again.

If he missed this chance, he wasn't sure if he could even survive another ten years, as the Soulstone was running critically low.

"Swish!"

With a wave of his hand, the array engraved in the white room activated, surrounding Ian's figure and sweeping him outside through a dimensional channel.

It was almost identical to the displacement spell Ron had used on Everbright City but operated on the space level.

"Well, let's get ready to transfer this hall. Sigh... how many resources will I have to waste to find a suitable person?"
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Dornar mumbled in frustration as Ian's figure disappeared from view.

Actually, he was very angry that Ian showed no respect toward him and demanded something with condescension. If he were in his heyday, he would have killed him with a spell right then and there.

But now that he was in spirit form, barely surviving with the help of Ignisia Tower and his dimensional artifact, he had to swallow his anger even though he didn't want to.

'Even the strongest dragon is mocked by a mere commoner when at their lowest, huh.'

Dornar lamented while turning his attention to the mana ring he had shown to Ian.

"Wouldn't it have been better if he had just sworn a Wizard Oath?"

All Dornar wanted was a reliable person to help him. Why was it so difficult?

Until now, he didn't think his conditions were harsh. In his view, an apprentice wouldn't worry about their wizard's path when it hadn't even properly begun.

"Tch... if you had given me what belongs to me in the first place, maybe I would have helped you. Why insist on a Wizard Oath when you clearly know its significance?"

To his surprise, Dornar unexpectedly heard Ian's voice right next to him answering his supposed mumbling. At the same moment, the mana ring in Dornar's hand also suddenly vanished catching him off guard.

All of this happened so fast that he didn't even have time to store the ring in his treasury.

"What? How?"

This was the first time Dornar lost his composure since Ian had entered the white room. Even when Ian had scolded him earlier, Dornar had remained calm and magnanimous, offering seemingly meaningful words.

But now, this inexplicable event in front of him left him completely baffled.

How was Ian still in the room?

And more importantly, why couldn't he detect his presence even now?

He only knew there was someone next to him after hearing the voice. Even the disappearance of the mana ring in his hand left him feeling unsettled.

'How did he do that?'

As Dornar stood in stunned silence, not knowing what just happened, Ian was smiling from ear to ear, having finally secured what was his.

'Heh, they were mine from the beginning anyway.'

Actually, the moment Dornar tried to eject him from this hall, he had already used the Ethereal form and hid his figure. But Dornar thought he disappeared due to the effect of the array and didn't doubt anything.

"But should I attack him?"

Ian mumbled to himself, uncertain whether to engage in a fight with the spirit of a first-ring wizard with unknown methods at his disposal.

'But, I doubt any physical or magical attack will work.'

Of course, the main reason he didn't attack earlier was that Ian really didn't possess anything capable of harming a spirit. That was why he only stole the mana ring.

Otherwise, why would he waste such a good opportunity to attack right now? He wasn't stupid.

'Let's not risk it for nothing. I already got what I came for.'

Seeing Dornar recover from his shock, Ian decided to play it safe.

He was reluctant to provoke someone who could wield a dimensional artifact, control powerful arrays, and possibly summon multiple powerful Golems like in the trial.

'Time to leave.'

Ian had already pinpointed the exit from this dimension using the passive abilities of his Veilborn Shroud bloodline when he first entered.

That was why he had remained calm throughout his exchange with Dornar as he already had an escape route.

And now in the Ethereal form, he could see those passages more clearly with his vertical blue eyes behind the nictitating membrane.

Leaving this place was very easy for him as long as Dornar didn't close them completely somehow.

"Why are you leaving? Are you stupid? Why don't you use Spectral Vision and devour him instead?"


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