Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience - Chapter 696 - 2: Powerful and Strange Inheritance Rules!
Chapter 696: Chapter 2: Powerful and Strange Inheritance Rules!
This attack was sudden and fierce. If it were an ordinary wizard, caught off guard during space transmission, they might have been flustered.
Unfortunately, the energy strength was average, probably around seven or eight degrees of attack, merely an apprentice-level spell. It might work against a typical apprentice, but to someone like Lynch, who exists in the domain, it wouldn’t matter even if he were hit squarely.
Besides, Lynch was no longer a novice; his instinctive reactions, honed through countless battles, far surpassed those of ordinary people.
Facing this unexpected attack, his gaze didn’t even flicker; he merely glanced that way with apparent casualness—
A simple energy shield, composed of countless hexagonal transparent prisms and shimmering with a seven-color luster, silently appeared in front.
The black fireball slammed into the prism shield, bursting into a circle of scorching black ripples and flying sparks, yet unable to shake the seemingly fragile shield in the slightest, nor even cause Lynch’s shield to waver.
While blocking the attack, Lynch’s left hand was already raised, his index finger precisely pointing at the magical book suspended in mid-air, its cover’s large mouth seemingly dumbfounded by the failed attack.
Crack!
A slim, intense arc of blinding white light instantly erupted from his fingertip, like a precise scalpel, crossing the short space at a speed hard to capture with the naked eye, directly hitting the magical book!
There was no violent explosion, only a short, shrill sound, as if a book were being torn.
At the moment the arc struck the strange magical book, the large mouth pattern on the cover twisted and enlarged wildly, seemingly about to howl or make a final resistance, but all struggles were futile in the face of absolute power.
The powerful electric current instantly penetrated its “body,” pages exploded open, blackened, carbonized, and eventually turned into a small heap of black ash, which gently fell to the ground, leaving only a faint burnt smell lingering in the air.
The entire process, from being attacked to countering, and then completely destroying the attacker, happened in the blink of an eye, suffocatingly fast.
At the same moment the book turned to ash, a cold, mechanical, emotionless system prompt sounded in Lynch’s ear like a pre-set program:
[Dark Fireball Technique Skill Level +12]
At the same time, a brand new entry appeared on the system panel.
[Dark Fireball Technique Level 0: 12/300]
Lynch touched his chin: “I see, this is the special ’inheritance’ rule of the Lost Tower?”
The significance of the Lost Tower’s existence lies in two words—
Inheritance.
And the way of inheritance here is quite simple, just two words—
Combat.
In the Lost Tower, there are various strange magical constructs, each representing a thread of magic knowledge, spell formulas, arrangements, and so on.
As long as this magical construct is defeated, the knowledge stored within it will be forcibly inherited into the Spiritual Sea through some special means.
No need to study, no need to comprehend, you can master knowledge out of thin air.
This is the greatness of the Lost Tower!
Lynch perceived the new bundle of information in his mind about the principles and energy model of the Dark Fireball Technique, unable to resist marveling: “To acquire knowledge without studying or comprehending, how is this even possible?”
He was very certain that this Dark Fireball Technique was something he had never learned before. This direct infusion of knowledge defied the rules of knowledge acquisition he knew, seeming so abrupt yet undeniably real.
Then his brows furrowed slightly, as his powerful space perception instinctively spread around, encountering enormous resistance.
“Besides… where is this?” Lynch glanced around at the ancient layer of the library tower, illuminated by ghostly blue flames, deepening his confusion.
The space structure here was entirely chaotic, the arrangement of space laws was completely different from any stable form he knew, as if forcibly twisted and then randomly pieced together, forming an extremely strange and fragile balance.
Here, he couldn’t perceive traditional space coordinates that could serve as anchor points.
As a master of the space domain, he couldn’t smoothly extend his space domain here. The space power usually as easy as moving an arm had become mysterious and heavy, like being trapped in an invisible quagmire.
This feeling was not mere suppression, but more like… the fundamental rules here were completely different from the outside world.
It’s as if this place doesn’t belong to the space rules of this world, or isn’t part of this world at all? An independent space fragment transcending beyond?
“Well, let’s move upward first!”
Shaking his head, Lynch temporarily suppressed these chaotic thoughts. The priority was to explore this mysterious tower.
“Well, let’s move upward first!”
He started walking forward.
However, just as he moved—
Buzz!
It was as if some invisible switch was activated, and the ancient library’s bottom floor suddenly “came alive!”
On both sides, enormous bookshelves stretching to the sky, thousands upon thousands of books of various materials and ancient covers began to vibrate violently! Like disturbed swarms of bees, they soared out of the shelves, floating in mid-air.
The book covers broke open, revealing twisted runes, sinister eyeballs, roaring mouths, or magic arrays concentrated with terrifying energy!
Fireballs, ice spikes, wind blades, acid, arcane missiles, spirit attacks, negative energy rays…
The dazzling array of spell lights of various attributes and strengths instantly lit up, weaving a net of destructive death, rushing at Lynch from all directions! The momentum was immense!
Facing the thronging assault of hundreds of spell books, Lynch remained calm.
He didn’t even pause in his steps, merely snapping his fingers calmly.
Snap!
A light sound, as if pressing a pause button.
Centered on him, an invisible yet overwhelmingly dominant wave of law spread like water ripples at extreme speed!
Where it passed, even the space itself seemed to slightly warp.
Every frenzied attacking magical book, whether its cover was concentrating terrifying energy or had already unleashed spells, its body along with its attacks encountered this wave—
Stopped cold!
Like erased by an invisible giant hand, every book and spell attack was swept away in that moment, completely annihilating and disintegrating, returning to primal magic particles, and dispersing in the air.
No explosion, no collision, not even a trace of energy ripple.
The countless attacks were effortlessly nullified by a snap of fingers. The library’s bottom floor returned to silence, leaving only the sound of ghostly blue flames and Lynch’s steady footsteps.
Meanwhile, a cascade of cold, mechanical system notifications like a tide rushed into Lynch’s ear, overlapping nearly with one another:
[Scorching Beam Skill Level +15]
[Ice Touch Skill Level +18]
[Lesser Arcane Missile Skill Level +9]
[Weak Spirit Disturbance Skill Level +11]
[Corrosive Acid Skill Level +13]
[Dark Fireball Technique Skill Level +21]
[Dark Fireball Technique Skill Level +19]
[Dark Fireball Technique Skill Level +25]
[Dark Fireball Technique leveled up to max]
…
A row of new spell entries instantly appeared on the system panel, and the skill level values behind them jumped and grew frantically.
The newly learned Dark Fireball Technique was pushed to the highest level by a huge influx of skill levels in an instant!
A vast array of diverse spell knowledge and energy models flooded into Lynch’s mind like a breach of the dam, leaving new imprints.
Lynch slightly sorted through the vast knowledge that had entered his mind, looking at the dense list on the system panel, he grinned, feeling immensely pleased:
“This is indeed a great place for learning spells and advancing knowledge progress.”
