Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience - Chapter 291 - 004: The Power of Secret Skill
Chapter 291: 004: The Power of Secret Skill
Lynch smacked his lips: “Tsk tsk, so this is the power of Mystical Magic?”
Although he had been studying this Wizard Inheritance for some time, this was the first time he was applying its Mystical Techniques in actual combat. How should he put it… it was beyond his expectations.
Mystical Techniques.
If First Ring Spells are the culmination of Apprentice-level Basic Magic, then Second Ring Mystical Techniques represent an elevation and breakthrough beyond First Ring Spells.
To give an example, Apprentice-level Magic is akin to knowing how to build a campfire, Wizard-level Magic understands how to add fuel to the fire, while Mystical Techniques construct a furnace around the campfire as its core.
Through higher-level theoretical knowledge and more intricate and refined arrangements of elements, one ultimately achieves superior energy conversion.
Among the spells Lynch mastered earlier, the highest energy conversion rate was undoubtedly his Lifebound Magic, which was currently still at the First Ring level of the Time Series—a conversion rate of just 3. With his current Spirit Attribute of slightly over 1000, this resulted in damage of a little over 3000 degrees.
The energy conversion ratios for Angry Dragon Flame and Blood and Fire Hymn, however, were only slightly above 2. Furthermore, these were merely First Ring Spell Models, not Lifebound Magic, with maximum energy failing to exceed 1000 degrees.
But now, with this Moonlight Ode, its energy conversion rate had astonishingly exceeded 5. That seemingly light, casual moonbeam Lynch had cast earlier delivered a staggering 5000 degrees of damage!
Even more terrifying was the precision control over energy. Such immense energy, if freely unleashed, could easily annihilate an entire forest. Yet look ahead—aside from the destruction of the Giant Troll Centipede, not even an extra brick was damaged below.
This is Mystical Technique!
The ultimate mastery of power!
This level of precision isn’t achievable merely by mastering knowledge and techniques; it requires an unyielding and robust Soul Power. By tightly integrating Soul Power with the Spiritual Field, a unique energy converter is constructed.
The soul, through this energy converter, accomplishes the ultimate mastery and manipulation of spiritual power, thereby delivering such potent yet delicate damage.
This converter was the intricate and mysterious Magic Array that appeared beneath Lynch’s feet when he activated his Mystical Power. It could only be constructed by souls at the Mystical level and represented the fundamental difference between Mystical Techniques and ordinary Wizards.
This Magic Array is also referred to as the Gate of Truth, a fabled gateway approaching truth itself!
“The inheritance of big families truly stands apart.”
Lynch increasingly felt he should’ve pulled off this heist sooner. These territorial tycoons, the vested interests—hoarding such marvelous treasures without sharing them, merely circulating them internally—that utterly stifles the development of Wizard Civilization. If everyone were to act as they do, what would happen to the world’s progress?
Might as well all live as savages in a forest! What truth and eternity are we even talking about then?
Utter nonsense!
“Really should’ve seized more…”
Regrettably, due to time constraints and lack of preparation, Lynch only looted three Wizard Families and obtained six inheritance sets, of which only three were Second Tier Inheritance while the remaining three were First Tier Inheritance—a somewhat limited haul.
“Keep improving my strength then. Once I’m strong enough, I’ll come back and string up all these landlords. By then, what kind of inheritance wouldn’t be mine for the taking?”
Previously, under the guise of order, Lynch had felt restricted; no matter what he wanted to do, he first had to contemplate the rules. But ever since donning this black cloak, Lynch suddenly found his mindset vastly liberated—he could charge ahead boldly and do whatever he desired without hesitation.
Now, apart from being unable to defeat certain foes, nothing else seemed to constrain him anymore…
Shaking his head, Lynch stepped forward to investigate.
The hardest shell of the Giant Troll Centipede had a maximum defensive power of barely 1000 degrees. After enduring a direct hit from Moonlight Ode, there was no doubt—it was thoroughly dead.
At the moment, the Giant Troll Centipede lay sprawled on the ground, its exterior showing no signs of damage.
This was mainly because Moonlight Ode attacked matter at the cellular level, destroying the nuclei within cells and altering their structure, causing cellular death, and thereby the death of the entity as a whole.
Thus, while the surface seemed entirely unscathed, the Giant Troll Centipede was unequivocally dead. And this level of death was beyond even a Wizard’s prowess—capturing its soul wouldn’t enable ’revival.’
After all, even the most advanced Wizards could repair organs or mend bodily injuries, but going cell by cell for restoration? Pure madness!
However, while revival was impossible, Lynch could still make it ’wake up’ and move again.
“What a treasure; can’t let it go to waste.”
Standing before the corpse of the Giant Troll Centipede, Lynch contemplated a bit. He currently lacked a suitable mount—though he had Parker, Parker’s flight duration was too short, merely lasting a couple of hours a day, with a certain degree of risk as well—
The Supreme Council regulated the skies, and while the chance of attracting their attention in uninhabited zones was slim, there was always the risk of something unexpected.
Compared to the visibility of the open skies, a complex terrain on the ground was safer for concealment.
After considering this, Lynch fetched a pale Bone Staff from his Space Ring, then began shaking the staff and chanting obscure spells. With the murmurs of incantations rising, clusters of ghostly blue Soul Flame leapt forth from the staff’s tip, surging toward the Giant Troll Centipede’s corpse.
[Corpse Control]
Using Apprentice-level Magic with extreme energy of barely tens of degrees to control a High-level Wizard corpse seemed evidently improbable, but Lynch managed mainly due to the staff in his hand—
The Necromancy Wand.
This was a Necromancy-series Witch Artifact, imbued with a solidified First Ring Death Rune [Resurrection of the Dead]. Leveraging the rune’s energy, Lynch managed to animate the Giant Troll Centipede’s corpse.
Even so, Lynch had to cast three consecutive spells before successfully awakening the Giant Troll Centipede—a feat made possible only thanks to his Mystical-level Soul Power and his Spiritual Field.
“Looks like it’s time to test creating my own Wizard-level Model…”
Upon advancing to the Mystical stage, one could craft their own Wizard-level Model based on individual will. Of course, model creation was an immensely complex task requiring profound understanding of Magic and substantial knowledge reserves.
Models could be based on existing theories or stem from entirely new ones—each approach carrying its own level of difficulty.
Whether or not a Mystical Wizard could independently create a model was seen as a critical indicator of their capabilities. Lynch had heard that within academic High-level Wizard Towers, Mystical Wizards were required to complete model creation before being allowed to leave.
“We’ll see.”
Shaking off the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Lynch prepared to test how well the freshly awakened giant served as a mount.
Yet just then, the faint chirping voice of Shea echoed from nearby, a playful little being that had just darted out from Lynch’s collar upon sensing safety. She’d flown towards some nearby ruins earlier, and her cries now suggested a discovery.
Lynch walked over.
Following the sound, Lynch soon found Shea near a fractured wall. Hovering with beating wings, she gesticulated animatedly.
Lynch raised his gaze toward the wall.
It was a broken fragment, seemingly once part of a room. Now, only a small section remained.
On its surface, a row of carved relief murals adorned the wall. Though heavily damaged, a surprising majority of the artwork remained intact.
As Lynch scanned the murals, his eyes abruptly widened.
“This… this is…”
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