Wizard: I have an inventory

The carriage that Ryan was riding in slowly drove into a prosperous city. This city is closest to the wizard market and is frequented by many wizards and mystics. Ryan looked at the strange city in front of him and felt a hint of expectation in his heart.

He knew that the wizard market here would provide him with countless rare resources and knowledge, and he also brought enough finished potions in exchange for the materials and information he needed.

The carriage finally stopped in front of a hidden and quaint hotel. After Ryan got off the car, he personally arranged rooms for the two maids and told them to have a good rest in the hotel.

The maids were obviously a little nervous about this strange city, but with Ryan's comfort, they gradually relaxed.

After settling everything, Ryan changed into a black robe with a low hat brim, covering most of his face. He carefully put a box of carefully made finished potions into the secret compartment of the carriage, and then set off again, heading straight for the wizard market.

Passing through the busy streets of the city, Ryan soon came to a hidden path that led to the market, and its existence was marked on the map.

After walking for a while, the view ahead suddenly opened up, but just as Ryan was about to move forward, a huge black snake appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

The scales of the giant snake flashed with a cold luster. It coiled in the middle of the road, and its erect snake pupils revealed a sense of majesty and coldness. The body of the giant snake was huge and strong, covered with thick scales, and it was obviously the guardian of this road.

Ryan stopped and looked up at the giant snake. His heart trembled, but his face remained calm.

The giant snake lowered its head slightly, and its huge snake pupils stared at Ryan, and made a low voice: "To enter the market, each person needs to pay a magic stone as a fee. Without a magic stone, you can't enter."

Ryan nodded slightly, flipped his right hand, took out a magic stone flashing with light blue light from his pocket, and gently threw it to the giant snake.

The magic stone drew an arc in the air and was caught by the giant snake's tail. The giant snake put the magic stone into a crack in the scales of its abdomen, then nodded with satisfaction and slowly made way.

"Remember," the giant snake continued, his voice low and with a warning, "in the market, you are not allowed to fight or create any disturbances, otherwise, you will be wanted by the Black Snake Family. They are the founders of the market, and no one can escape their pursuit."

Ryan nodded, indicating that he understood. He knew the reputation of the Black Snake Family. This team was composed of powerful wizards who specialized in maintaining the order of the wizard market. Anyone who challenged their authority in the market would pay a heavy price.

Seeing Ryan's agreement, the giant snake slowly retreated to the side, coiled up on the side of the road again, and quietly watched the passers-by. Ryan did not stop, picked up the potion box, and continued to walk towards the wizard market.

Ryan carried the box full of finished potions and walked slowly towards the wizard market. Although he had just passed through the secret path, he knew that the real test had just begun.

The entrance outside the wizard market was not just an ordinary one, but was surrounded by a powerful illusion array. Only those with magic perception or special props could enter safely. If ordinary people accidentally broke in, they would be lost in the illusion at best, or be directly wiped out by the defense mechanism of the array.

As Ryan's steps approached, the surrounding scene began to become hazy, as if there was an invisible mist in the air.

The surrounding scenery gradually became blurred, the trees and rocks seemed to be twisting and changing, and the light and shadow in the distance began to become unreal.

Ryan knew that he had entered the range of the illusion array. He did not panic, but calmly stopped, closed his eyes, and began to operate the magic power in his body.

He felt the strange fluctuations in the air, and the power of the array was like an invisible net, covering the surroundings and constantly interfering with him.

Ryan concentrated and slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, a faint light flashed in his pupils, which was a manifestation of his wizard perception ability.

He could clearly see that not far ahead, there was a narrow path hidden only for wizards to pass through. At the end of the path was the real entrance to the wizard market.

"So that's it." Ryan whispered to himself, slightly amazed in his heart. This kind of illusion array is not only hidden, but also extremely complex. If you don't have rich experience in magic perception, it would be difficult to find the right way out.

Ryan stood in front of the stone door and took a deep breath. He knew that he had successfully passed through the illusion array and came to the real entrance of the wizard market. He raised his hand and gently touched the stone door, and the rune immediately lit up. The stone door slowly opened, revealing a prosperous and mysterious market.

After passing through the secret passage, Ryan finally walked into the market.

Wizards of all kinds shuttled through the market. They wore various robes and talked little to each other, but they were all cautious and vigilant.

Ryan took a deep breath and felt that the atmosphere here was completely different from the outside world. Dangers and opportunities were hidden in every corner, and he was here to find these opportunities.

Carrying a box full of finished potions, Ryan walked steadily into the depths of the market, thinking about the next transaction and plan.

The air was filled with a mixture of herbs, potions and decay, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Even more disturbing was that the wizards here looked particularly weak and old. Their bodies seemed to have become extremely haggard under the influence of long-term radiation and unstable potions.

Many wizards had loose skin, full of wrinkles and age spots. Some had obvious muscle atrophy and skinny limbs, as if they would fall down if the wind blew.

Ryan noticed that many wizards had a sickly light in their eyes, as if they had been suffering from mental stress and physical pain for a long time.

Some wizards even had abnormalities in their bodies: scaly hard skin grew on their skin, or their fingers became deformed and bent, with obvious mutation characteristics. These abnormalities were obviously caused by long-term use of inferior potions and radiation.

Next to some stalls that Ryan passed by, there were several third-class apprentices standing scattered around. Their figures were hunched, their steps were heavy, and their eyes were dull.

Although their mental power was strong, it seemed that they had reached this state completely through long years of suffering and accumulation. These wizards had obviously lived for more than a hundred years, and their mental power was purely a testimony of time and pain, not the result of talent and practice.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, which made Ryan feel even more depressed. He originally thought that the market here would be a holy place full of wisdom and transactions, but the reality was completely different from his imagination.

This market exudes not only the power of magic, but also the breath of decay and depravity. The potions placed on many stalls exude a strange light, and the liquids in the potion bottles are of different colors, but none of them look stable and safe.

Those potions that were originally used to strengthen the body and enhance mental strength now seem more like poisons. Long-term use has obviously caused irreversible damage to the bodies of these wizards.

Ryan's eyes swept around. Although he deliberately kept a low profile, his inner vigilance continued to deepen. He realized that the true nature of this market is far more dangerous than the surface.

The wizards here have long been unscrupulous for power and survival. Their eyes flash with a desire for survival, but they are also numb to death, and more bloodthirsty and greedy.

"This is not the wizard market I imagined..." Ryan sighed in his heart. The scene around him made him feel a little disappointed, and at the same time more vigilant.

Who is the black wizard!

Ryan had never seen such a scene in the academy.

He knew that no matter how ugly and weak the people here looked on the surface, they were all hiding unknown dangers deep inside.

He adjusted the medicine box in his hand and continued to move forward, secretly reminding himself that this market was not peaceful, and it could even be said to be full of undercurrents and crises.

Even if he brought enough resources, he had to stay calm and rational at all times to avoid being involved in these corrupt and bloody whirlpools.