Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience - Chapter 592 - 51: Epiphany
Chapter 592: Chapter 51: Epiphany
Since Lynch knew there was something wrong with this trial, his cautious nature would not have let him participate without making preparations in advance.
In fact, before this trial even began, he had already contacted Fran through Fatty Seren.
Deciphering dungeon space runes was his unique specialty, and Fran, who urgently needed these, would certainly not let him take risks alone.
After weighing the pros and cons, Lynch naturally persuaded the head of the Starry Sky Magic Academy, Abbas, the wielder of Fourth-tier space rule power, to serve as his bodyguard, protecting him in secret.
And this was truly his greatest trump card for daring to participate in this trial!
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Abbas’s proclamation was like a cold judgment, instantly igniting Altonia’s final frenzy!
“False Fourth Tier?! Courting death!” Altonia’s roar mixed with the heartbeat of the Heart of Decay, like the howl of billions of dead souls. His massive, twisted body, entangled with roots and vessels, suddenly shuddered, and the dark red heart in his chest burst with blinding light!
“Decay: Nullify All!”
He swung his giant claw downward fiercely, no longer just a torrent of decay rules, but attempting to use the authority of the Fourth Tier to directly “define” the space Abbas occupied as the “Ultimate Decay Domain”! He aimed to erase that space and Abbas within it from existence itself, turning them into decaying dust!
In an instant, the space around Abbas twisted and changed color violently! The air emitted a pungent burnt smell, the light dimmed and was devoured, and even the space itself seemed to begin cracking and peeling away, exuding a strong aura of decay and finality! This was an attack on the rule level, more terrifying and direct than the one on Lynch!
However, faced with an attack that could instantaneously obliterate any Third-tier domain, Abbas’s wrinkled face did not show even a trace of disturbance. He merely lifted the wooden staff in his hand lightly and pointed casually at the space defined as “Decay.”
“Space: Reconstruct: Crystal Barrier.”
Hum!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a higher-level, silent “overlay”!
The “decay definition” imposed by Altonia was instantly erased and overwritten by an overwhelming space power, like graffiti on sand! The space in that area was no longer decaying but forcibly reshaped and reinforced!
Countless brilliant, denser, transparent space crystal walls came into being, layers upon layers, instantly reversing and compressing the decay rule power released by Altonia!
These crystal walls were not lifeless objects; they were like living diamonds, with mysterious space runes flowing on their surfaces. Under Abbas’s will, their internal structures continuously changed and adjusted, neutralizing, dispersing, and confining the erosion of the decay rules in the most perfect geometrical form!
Altonia’s decay power, enough to annihilate space, was forcefully compressed and imprisoned in a shrinking transparent cube, like a venomous insect sealed in amber, futilely colliding with the indestructible crystal walls!
Meanwhile, Lynch watched closely from the side, carefully observing the rare confrontation between two strengths wielding Fourth-tier rule power.
“I see…” In the depths of Lynch’s gray eyes, a stream of data-like blue light flickered, and the [Grid Circuit] began to operate uncontrollably.
He saw that the lattice flowing from Abbas’s staff tip was not physical but woven from countless space paradoxes into a topological structure. Each node flickered with the distinctive “anchor” marks of the Fourth Tier. These anchors were forcibly twisting the erosion pathways of the Heart of Decay into a Möbius strip, defying causality.
Cold sweat trickled down his spine. What appeared as “Absolute Defense” to a Third-tier domain master was no more than a child’s stack of blocks compared to the rules of the Fourth Tier.
When Altonia’s monocular emitted a crimson beam, Lynch suddenly realized it was not an attack — it was a “cognitive pollution,” an embodiment of rules. Anything touched by the beam would autonomously write decay logic into its foundational protocol.
“Space-Time Anchoring!” Abbas’s hoarse command echoed, and Lynch saw eight semi-transparent crystalline fingers extending from beneath the elder’s cloak.
These fingers, in the form of fractal geometry, inserted into the space crack, each joint corresponding to different dimensions of space rules. When the fingertips touched the decay torrent, Lynch’s mental world was forcibly infused with an ancient and precise computational model — a rule firewall woven from superstring theory.
The severe pain ripped through his consciousness. Lynch realized his [Grid Circuit] was being torn apart by two opposing rules: Altonia’s decay algorithm attempted to replace his thinking module with a biodegradation protocol, while Abbas’s Fourth-tier space law forcibly implanted topological stability algorithms.
Altonia’s manic laughter suddenly transformed into the peal of an epiphany’s bell. When the Heart of Decay completely enveloped his twisted form, Lynch saw countless black roots emerge from the depths of the earth vein. These were not biological organizations but embodied “rule worms.” They were gnawing at the space lattice constructed by Abbas, degrading its four-dimensional structure into a two-dimensional decay film.
“Wrong!” Lynch’s mental core suddenly erupted in a silver glow. He realized he had made a fundamental mistake — in attempting to analyze the confrontation of rules, he had overlooked the most basic “rule compatibility.” Those seemingly fierce decay worms’ writhing trajectories aligned perfectly with Abbas’s space anchors in the golden spiral ratio.
Fingertips dug deep into his palm, and Lynch began reconstructing mathematical models on the consciousness level. He inputted Abbas’s space lattice parameters into the [Grid Circuit] and converted the decay worms’ movement trajectories into Fourier transform models.
When the two algorithms completed a Fourier superposition on the quantum level, he finally discerned the essence of the rule collision — it was not a simple strength confrontation but a dimensional reduction strike between different dimensional rule systems.
“You’re using three-dimensional rules to confront four-dimensional rules!” This discovery sent a tremor through Lynch’s being. He saw that with each swing of Abbas’s staff, he was forcibly compressing four-dimensional space into a three-dimensional projection, a strategy akin to drinking poison to quench thirst, which although temporarily suppressing decay, caused irreversible fluctuations in space rules.
Altonia’s monocular suddenly extinguished. Within Lynch’s [Grid Circuit], the pulse frequency of the dark red heart suddenly resonated with his own heartbeat. A transcendental intuition beyond language surged through him — the core of the Heart of Decay was a micro singularity, its gravitational field pulling all battlefield rules toward singularity collapse.
“It begins now.” Lynch issued a final ultimatum on the mental level. He mobilized all computing power to construct a Klein bottle model, simultaneously mapping Abbas’s space lattice and decay worms’ trajectories to a non-orientable manifold. When the two rules completed a topological equivalence transformation in four-dimensional space, he saw the legendary “rule singularity” — where creation and destruction reached a peculiar balance.
Abbas suddenly groaned as he knelt on one knee. Lynch saw the crystalline spine under the elder’s cloak disintegrating, and the anchors maintaining space rules crumbling one by one like acid-eroded gears. But just as decay was about to engulf the entire battlefield, Lynch’s [Grid Circuit] completed an epic self-iteration.
“Law of Space-Time Conservation!” With this thought flashing, Lynch placed himself at the singularity of the Klein bottle. At the moment his consciousness was torn apart, he saw Abbas’s shattered rule fragments perfectly reorganizing with the genetic chain of decay worms, forming a rule matrix transcending four dimensions.
When Lynch reopened his eyes, the battlefield had transformed into a crystalline domain of rules. Altonia’s Heart of Decay continuously collapsed and reformed under quantum tunneling effects, while Abbas used his final strength to anchor the space lattice on the surface of a five-dimensional hypercube.
The two Fourth-tier powerhouses had now become living rule equations, their confrontation transcending physical combat to become an elegant dance of mathematics in high-dimensional space.
“So this is the essence of rule power…” Lynch reached out to touch the rule singularity floating before him, fingertips sending a tremor across time and space. He saw his reflection splitting into countless possible branches on the singularity’s surface, each corresponding to a different path of rule evolution.
At that moment, he gained a slight understanding of the Fourth Tier and rule power, a height currently beyond his reach, but it would greatly aid his future Wizard’s Road.
Meanwhile, the battle on the scene was approaching its conclusion…
