The Wizard World (Part 2)

Chapter 242: Mutation (1)

Translator: Leo Editor: Frappe

Angele raised his hand and pressed it onto the centaur's neck carefully.

"Morria (Wake up)!" Angele invoked the incantation.

A red glow surrounded his hand that illuminated his face and the centaur inside the box.

The red light slowly disappeared after about ten seconds.

Angele lowered his hand.

"Huh..." The centaur slowly opened her eyes and woke up. She stared at Angele with a pair of bright big eyes and glanced around, looking confused.

"Ah..." She opened her mouth and yelled unconsciously.

Angele creased his forehead, then he held the centaur's head with his left hand and checked her eyes.

Her green eyes were soulless.

"Can you understand my words?" Angele asked in Anmag.

The centaur looked at Angele for several seconds and turned around. She grabbed the edge of the box and tried to stand up but it seemed she did not have enough strength to support her body.

"Do you know what I'm saying?" Angele switched to the ancient language that was commonly used among magical creatures.

The centaur still had no reaction to his words.

Angele tried several other languages, including the chaos language that he barely knew, but nothing worked.

He stared at the centaur in the box and suddenly pulled the blanket off her body, revealing her large white chest.

*CHI*

"Ah..." The centaur looked at her naked body but did not say anything meaningful and began struggling in the box.

In the middle of her chest, Angele noticed a bloody red rune.

The rune looked like an anchor with a red snake twisted around it.

"I knew it." Angele shook his head and walked to the other box, pulling the blanket off the other centaur's body. He found the same rune between her chest.

Angele pursed his lips and stared at the two centaurs, looking disappointed.

"So the Red Snake Anchor had their hands on those centaurs. That's why they were sent to the auction market. Two white centaurs that have lost their souls...I'll just try to extract the ancient bloodline from them."

He raised his hand and silver metal liquid came out of the tips of his fingers, turning into five strong silver strings. The strings tied the two centaurs up and lifted them into the air.

Angele controlled the forcefield and continued to use the strings to support the centaurs. He brought them to the spell lab.

*Creak*

The door of the spell lab was pushed open.

The two centaurs were dropped to the dark floor that was covered with complicated runes. They looked around the dark room and ran into one of the corners together. Fear was written all over their faces.

Angele was not concerned at all. He took a few pieces of the special equipment from the potions room.

He had always wanted to dissect a centaur's body as he was curious about their bodily structure and now he had the opportunity.

There was a gentle smile on Angele's face.

He closed the door of the spell lab as he stared at the two centaurs. Red light flashed on the door and it was locked right away.