This wizard only wishes to be a teacher

On the outside of the mystical realm, many Formal Wizards watched Carly’s relentless bombardment against Bennett and couldn’t help but be astounded.

Usually, Mechanical Wizards employ a "swarm" tactic more frequently, with a sect of Mechanical Wizards even specializing in using various "metal bombs" to wildly bombard their opponents.

However, from Carly and Beckett’s battle, it was a Pharmacist who adopted a tactic akin to that of a Mechanical Wizard, launching a barrage of firepower at Beckett...

Many Formal Wizards, watching the scene through the observation lens, felt a sense of absurdity.

"Hahahaha... Lucien, after the blood duel is over, the academy will reimburse the losses of the potions your student used in the mystical realm," the Grey Bone Wizard said with a smile. First, he glanced in the direction of the high tower; then, he turned to Lucien beside him, smiling and showing approval in his eyes.

"I won’t promise something meaningless like a guaranteed promotion to Formal Wizard. Instead, regardless of whether your student becomes the top contender in the blood duel, as long as she comes out, I will gift her a special Witch Tool related to the Fairy Clan, which might be of great value to her."

The Grey Bone Wizard smiled and unnoticeably cast a supportive type of witchcraft to amplify the sonority of his voice.

The whole purpose behind his actions was to annoy the continuously agitated Luotu Wizard since the start of the blood duel.

If one were to describe what the Grey Bone Wizard was doing using an internet slang from Earth before Lucien crossed over, it would roughly be "Troll, speak up!"

It was just short of pointing a finger at the Luotu Wizard’s nose with that phrase and personally asking if his face still hurt.

Over at the high tower camp, Luotu Wizard, enveloped by the smoke of explosions and unable to see the situation clearly, heard the Grey Bone Wizard’s calm but humble, and within humility a provocative tone. His eyes reddened slightly.

Zzzt... Zzzt...

Terrorizing sparks seemed to wrap around the Luotu Wizard’s eyes; he ferociously grasped the armrest, and under the subconscious release of electrical attacks, his chair’s armrest was blown apart by the current, shattering into countless tiny fragments. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"Hmm?" Delatore, the Level 3 Wizard presiding over the blood duel, gave the Luotu Wizard a faint glance, his eyes carrying a hint of warning.

The Luotu Wizard hurriedly bowed his head and rapidly calmed his aura, "Sorry, Master Delatore, I just lost my composure."

He took a deep breath and then turned his head toward the Greybone Academy side. He merely scoffed disdainfully twice, apparently holding in disdain and mockery for Greybone Academy’s "premature celebration."

...

Meanwhile, inside the mystical realm.

Boom boom boom boom boom...

Carly’s continuous output momentarily paused. Cautiously, she reactivated the multiple defenses on her armor Witch Tool, encasing herself in a shell once again. At the same time, Carly also carefully observed Beckett’s figure through the dissipating smoke.

As the smoke cleared, it revealed Beckett’s slightly ungainly appearance.

At this moment, the "Heart of Electromagnetism" no longer bore the handsome and dashing look he had initially. His whole persona even seemed somewhat bizarre.

His chest clothing was completely torn apart, and even some of the skin had disintegrated, but beneath the skin was not flesh but a mechanical body made of metal and some special materials.

However, these hidden mechanical parts in his body were also damaged to some extent, with some springs and gears popping out or having stopped functioning, awkwardly "stretching" out, in a state of malfunction.

Click—

Beckett stretched out his left hand and first took out a spare arm from his storage space, placing it upon his right hand. Only after that did he slightly fix the damaged torso.

"Quite a mess!" he murmured softly. His appearance, along with the exposed mechanical body, made him look more like a robot wearing human skin.

He slowly moved his new mechanical arm but, while observing Carly in her "turtle mode," flames of anger were still apparent in his eyes.

If initially he had only wished to complete the task set by his teacher, now he truly wanted to kill Carly.

Even though he was a Mechanical Wizard and could repair his arms by replacing limbs, the new arm needed significant time to integrate fully. Before this integration was complete, he could not attempt a promotion to Formal Wizard and would have to continue lingering at the Apprentice Rank.

For Beckett, this was a significant setback that could potentially disrupt his plans, forcing him to waste two to three more years at the Apprentice Rank and possibly causing him to miss out on a splendid opportunity designed for Formal Wizards within the tower.

Beckett took several deep breaths, then slowly straightened his body. At the same time, he gently stretched out his fully metallic mechanical arm and slightly tugged at half of his facial skin to ensure his eyes faced no unnecessary obstructions while viewing.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Terry Beckett, what’s your name? Fairy?" Beckett looked at Carly, his eyes extraordinarily calm, resembling a deep pool.

Carly remained silent. After all, she had heard from Teacher Lucien that some Wizards could use a true name as a reference to cast strange curses that could not be detected by normal means.

"Just think of me as a fairy," Carly’s voice, somewhat buzzing, emanated from inside the armor.

"Very well, fairy," Beckett said, his body suddenly surrounded by blue electrical currents, instantly transforming him into an "electric man."

Click, click, click...

Four small flying mechanisms flew out from within Beckett’s body, orbiting around him under his control, while also absorbing the electromagnetic forces around and transmitting them in waves into Beckett’s body.

This also allowed Carly to clearly see the electromagnetic field Beckett had originally deployed, its core energy source being the disk he was standing on. At this moment, the role of these flying devices seemed more akin to temporarily drawing the power of the disk into Beckett’s body.

Under this special boost, Beckett’s aura began to grow wild, and simultaneously, the oppressive power he exuded leapt from the apprentice level straight to that of a Formal Wizard.

Clearly, this was Beckett’s real trump card. By leveraging that special mechanical Witch Tool, he could temporarily harness its power and become a true Formal Wizard.

Hum—

With the change in Beckett’s aura, the two gear blades he controlled, along with three new blades, began to rotate at high speed, their power and momentum greatly surpassing what they had been before.

"Combine!" Beckett roared, his eyes swirling with electrical currents.

He moved somewhat slowly, raising his hands while striding forward with some effort, his hands also trying strenuously to close together. Under his control, the five gear blades began to converge, trembling as if they were about to briefly combine into a single entity.

...

Outside the secret realm, the Formal Wizards of the Greybone Academy involuntarily held their breath.

Some of them even sensed a whiff of death from the gear blades that were about to converge.

This was an attack that could threaten the lives of Formal Wizards, definitely not something that apprentice-level witchcraft could defend against merely by number, even if those defensive means were comprehensive and the witchcraft was ingenious, each one being a top-notch apprentice-level skill.

Even they themselves might not be able to counter Beckett’s attack-oriented witchcraft, much less Carly, a Wizard Apprentice?

A sin of war indeed!

Based on these Formal Wizards’ estimates, if Carly were to try and withstand it like before, just three or four attacks would be enough to completely breach the defense of the top-notch armor she wore, possibly even causing irreparable damage to the armor itself.

At this moment, many wizards’ faces wore a look of despair and helplessness.

But the wizards at the tower revealed smiles instead. Among them, Wizard Luotu even swept a smirking glance at Greybone Wizard, his eyes tinged with playfulness.

The Greybone Wizard remained silent, but the aura of shadows he emitted made the surrounding Formal Wizards shiver involuntarily.

At this moment, Carly also felt a sense of crisis emanating from death. Her bloodline, stimulated by this sense of impending death, seemed ready to boil over in a desperate bid for survival.

This surge of wild Bloodline Power shattered the runes inside the witchcraft pendant that was meant to suppress and seal her. Carly’s Bloodline Power, no longer bound by any restraint, surged like a flood breaking a dam, raging within her body.

The external manifestation was Carly, originally clad in armor, rapidly sprouting a mass of silver feathers on her body’s surface, and her body, under the stimulation of the bloodline, rapidly swelled and began transforming...

Bang—

The gear blades finally combined into a terrifyingly sharp flying wheel that whizzed past.

Bang, bang, bang... The flying wheel slashed through shield after shield, feeling slightly sluggish, like a sharp blade cutting through tough leather. Though it was strenuous, it inevitably pierced through them one after another with its sharp tip.

"Die!" Beckett’s eyes were filled with bloodlust, but soon, his expression turned to one of surprised confusion as the original iron lump disappeared, replaced instead by a giant dragon, covered in silver feathers and towering over five meters.

"Yo-ho!" The dragon emitted a sound, part cry, part roar, echoing through the secret realm, visibly distorting into sound waves. Under the interference of these waves, Beckett’s flying wheel trembled slightly, as though it was about to revert from its flying wheel state back to its original gear state.

Beckett hastily recalled his flying wheel, carefully observing the massive creature before him.

It was only because Beckett hadn’t played certain video games that he didn’t comment on Carly’s transformation.

You really thought it was like a boss fight?

Every part of the health bar reveals new moves, and you expect a burst phase in the final red section, right?