Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 298 Liquid Thunder

To Roy's surprise, Masur showed his fighting spirit and sword moves without any concealment.

A powerful spiritual force also emerged from him, and in a way similar to that of a wizard, he condensed the mana in the air and transformed it into elemental power.

This element quickly condensed into roaring wind and thunder, and then, under the catalysis of a violent force, it continued to compress and condense, becoming thunder that was similar to the embodiment of mental power.

There were flashes of lightning and white light around Masur.

The terrifying power illuminated his face and body, and also made everything around him appear pale.

Roy clearly felt that he had only used less than one or two hundred degrees of strength, but incredibly, as if casting a spell, he mobilized more than ten times the strength!

This has far exceeded the limits of a warrior and completely shattered his previous cognition.

"How can it be!"

Roy's scalp tingled as he watched, his face enveloped by the electric light, his body and mind seemingly sinking into despair.

But at this moment, he suddenly realized that Masur's power was not so smooth and free.

He was not able to control this power as precisely as a true mage.

It can only be condensed and compressed in a rough way.

His own mental power is actually not strong, it is more of a power transformed from life energy!
“Is this a mold-transfer technique?”

Roy remembered that in this magical universe, there was a special way to convert certain attributes into other attributes.

For example, the main attribute of a wizard is intelligence, which is ultimately combined with the source of magic and the spirituality of the soul to manifest as mental power.

However, there are some secret methods that can temporarily unleash a powerful spirit by burning life, or even soul.

When some wizards have no hope of advancement, they use this method to suddenly leap forward...

Those who are lucky enough to succeed are like my teacher and the great wizard Gum whom I had heard of before.

Masur seems to have mastered similar techniques.

But he did not use this to advance, but to forcibly "cast spells" in a way that almost burned his vitality.

This allowed him to leverage terrifying power that far exceeded the limits of his own profession.

In an instant, Roy jumped and flashed at an extremely fast speed.

He unleashed the Gale Step and the Charge Slash to the extreme, and his body seemed to leave behind one after another, launching a crazy attack on Masur!

His rich experience as a warrior told him that if he broke through the attack, there would be a chance of turning the situation around!
Otherwise, even if Masur had no intention of killing him, the power of hundreds or thousands of degrees would be very dangerous.

Roy didn't dare to bet whether he would stop at the last moment.

He made the right choice again!

Masur didn't know whether he was giving in intentionally or if there was really a flaw. After several consecutive attacks broke the connection between him and the mana of heaven and earth, his aura suddenly dropped sharply.

Several thick bolts of lightning came slashing down, but it seemed that there was more noise than action. Roy dodged them with astonishing speed and successfully cut through them.

In the end, smoke was coming out of many parts of his body and he was gasping for breath, but he still held the hilt of the sword tightly and managed to stand upright.

"Ha ha ha ha!
it is good! "

There was even more admiration in Masur's eyes.

Finally he put down his sword, extended an olive branch and said, “Young man, follow me.

Within a hundred years, you will inherit the name of the Black Blade Sword Saint and become another top-tier warrior."

Roy was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm used to being idle, so I'm sorry I can't obey your order."

Masur didn't care. After laughing loudly for a while, he looked around.

At some point, the mist stirred up by the fight became thicker, and when the sunlight shone on it, it reflected a colorful rainbow.

"If you have any problems in the future, you can come directly to Mullion to find me."

...Not long after, Masur left with his subordinates.

Roy looked into the distance vigilantly for a while, with a lingering fear, and slowly put down the sword in his hand.

"What a powerful guy! There are indeed some elites in the orc world..."

Although it was a mold-transferring technique, he had just felt a high-magnification "leverage" comparable to that of a third-level sorcery!
At this moment, Roy suddenly noticed that there seemed to be an inexplicable thing spreading in the air around him.

It was like white slurry condensed from thunder. A strange spiritual power compressed it into a solid "thunder liquid", some of which even formed small "thunder pools" on the shore...

After Masur left, these things still remained like witchcraft energy and lingered for a long time.

"Are these the source of liquefied magic power?"

Roy suddenly remembered that after a wizard is promoted, the second-level source of magic power can be vaporized.

And the third level is the liquefaction stage!

As a magic profession, when you are promoted to the second-level wizard stage in the future and accumulate your spiritual power to the highest level of that level, you can start trying to achieve this step.

Masur, on the other hand, had to reach the peak of the third level before he could master similar skills.

This is the origin of his name, the Sword Saint.

"Thunder...storm?"

Roy reviewed his admiration and suddenly realized that this was a clue he had left intentionally.

A clue to the existence of the most advanced magical martial arts in the world of orcs...

"Perhaps understanding the secrets of these things will also help me master natural magic...

It seems that Masur really appreciates young people with potential and wants to take them to the plane to fight, gain experience and training!

But I'm a wizard!

He probably didn't expect that the clues to the ownerless energy he deliberately left behind would actually benefit me!"

Roy pondered for a moment, took out a bottle of activation potion from his pocket and poured it on it.

The surrounding slurry, like lightning, was quickly attracted and gathered together madly.

Not long after, a liquid lightning snake like a python gradually formed.

Masur never expected that the traces left by his intentional or unintentional display of power would remain.

At least it must contain more than 1000 degrees, nearly 2000 degrees, which is as powerful as a second-level spell.

It was actually collected and condensed by Roy using the "activation technique".

Roy tried to pour his spirit into it, using the mental materialization technique mastered by orthodox spellcasters to engrave his own secret mark in it.

……

Not long after, Roy returned to the cave where he was hiding and immediately received a report from Planjie.

"Fenli had a miscarriage..."

Roy said, "The orc witch doctor's healing effect is actually no less than ordinary healing magic. The key lies in whether they have the intention to keep it!
Yannis should also be well aware of this..."

"What about you? What do you mean?" asked Planjie.

She guessed that Roy was going to take action against the fetus.

Evil wizards should be so vicious!
However, Roy's answer once again surprised her.

“Of course we’re trying to find a way to help them keep it!

How could the orcs just destroy the fruit of our love so easily?"

(End of this chapter)