I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 191 I, Drop SAN's Things

Drops of sweat flowed down his legs, and Roland suddenly opened his eyes.

“Hu~~~He~~He~” He~~
Like a drowning man suddenly emerging from the water, he breathed heavily, his chest gasping like a broken bellows.

He was as pale as paper, his pupils were dilated, and he stared blankly at himself in the mirror not far away. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

“I didn’t turn into a butterfly.”

Roland found that he was soaked all over, and the sweat had a salty smell.

After catching his breath, Roland activated his magic power and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"I have entered that gate. The first gate of truth!"

If Roland's magic power before was a thick fog that was condensed to the point of rain, now it was like a heavy rain, turning into a pool of water.

With a crackling sound, a powerful arc of electricity flashed from Roland's fingers. If the arc during his apprenticeship was a burst of sparks, then the arc now was a high-voltage arc. Its damage was probably no less than that of a level 1 chain lightning.

Due to the qualitative leap in the concentration of magic power, the damage of the arc has been dramatically improved.

I wonder how powerful chain lightning is now.

Roland vaguely felt that something was wrong.

With the current power of the electric arc, it was very dangerous when he played with it between his fingers like he did before.

Although this magic was cast using his own magic power, and he would have a high resistance to it, it should still hurt if it hit his finger. But just now, he only felt a flick of his finger, and felt no pain.

It was as if there was a 'glove' on his hands that shielded him from magical power.

At this time, Roland felt uncomfortable in his ear and reached out to tear off a piece of kelp.

"No wonder I smell like the salty sea."

He felt a little itchy on his face, so he scratched it and pulled off a thick layer of kelp.

Looking again, I saw that my hands were also covered with a thick layer of kelp skin.

Wait, this isn't kelp, this is pupa skin?

Roland looked down at his entire body and discovered that his coat was covered in a thick layer of golden flesh, with many colorful feathers inside.

Oh, it turns out that it is not kelp, nor is it a pupa skin, and it is not its own molting.

This is the amber gem that I put on my body!

He used a skinning technique on himself, and with his skillful manipulation, the layer of gem skin on his body was peeled off.

Looking at the shrunken humanoid "leather" before him, Roland froze for a moment. He was stunned to find that this "leather" resembled himself perfectly.

[Shriveled Roland +1]

Roland's mind moved, and the 'leather' gradually filled up, turning into another person at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After silently reciting a spell, the leather turned into Roland's appearance.

It was wearing Roland's robes and dressed exactly like him. Roland used his mind to manipulate the creature into performing some movements, which were a little stiff.

Except for lacking some spiritual energy, this person is Roland.

Roland thought to himself, "This clone of mine is a 'plasticine'. Besides being able to transform into my appearance, if I put it on my body, I should also be able to turn myself into a divine bird!"
Before Roland could make a move, a shadowy figure appeared out of thin air and pounced on the clone. Then the clone's eyes became lively.

Click, click, click. It looked around like a puppet, then its gaze fell on Roland, with a hint of mischief in its eyes.

Roland was slightly stunned.

"Leona?"

Click, click, click. Some of the mechanical clones walked around the hall, responding to Roland's call.

Then, Leona actually controlled Roland's clone, turned into a thumb-sized mermaid, flew to Roland's side, and started laughing and calling out.

Roland: “???”

How could my clone change into this appearance?

Or am I hallucinating?
Roland grabbed his hair and felt terrible.

Leona can control her own clone, and Roland can understand the reason.

She was originally his creation, possessing a trace of his own soul. Now that she had advanced together with him, the relationship between them had become even closer.

In a sense, Leona is a special puppet of Roland, a puppet with Roland's abilities and self-awareness.

Therefore, she can possess her own clone. And once possessed, she can even use her own magical items and magic!

But why can she control her own clone and turn into the Little Mermaid?

"No, this doesn't make sense! My clone doesn't have such abilities, and I haven't added such runes!"

At this moment, the 'Little Mermaid' suddenly turned into a butterfly.

A flash of lightning flashed through Roland's mind, and he suddenly realized something.

"That's right. That's right! I have this ability!"

"My clone is a butterfly! I can turn into anything!"

"I can transform into seventy-two different forms?!"

[You've Got It! Forbidden Transfiguration Comprehension +3]

[You've Got It! Puppet Control Comprehension +3]

[You've realized it! Realm of Enlightenment +2]

In a frenzy, the butterfly quickly grew larger and suddenly pounced on Roland, wrapping him up.

Then, the clone wrapped Roland like plasticine and gradually turned into a divine bird. Then, under Leona's control, it flew out of the tower from the "large floor-to-ceiling window" next to it.

In astonishment, the divine bird wrapped Roland up in its embrace and flew into the sky, heading towards the moon.

At this moment, Roland suddenly discovered that the constellations in the sky were no longer the same as when he started his promotion. The moon was a dark moon, not a full moon.

It turned out that, in his opinion, only a short while had passed - in his opinion, the little strange bird in the cocoon broke out of the shell in a moment.

But in fact, many days may have passed.
No wonder his magic power is so stable. Logically speaking, after just being promoted, the magic power should not all turn into "pool water", but half water and half mist. The magic power will only stabilize after the realm is stabilized.

Considering the state of his own magic power, Roland guessed that a month and a half had passed.

At this time, Roland found that Leona was wrapped in him and flapping in the air for a long time, but she didn't fly very high.

Her movements were very mechanical. Although she was in the form of a bird, she made creaking puppet sounds. After flapping for a while, she fell to the ground very clumsily.

'Silly girl, don't move!'

Roland regained control, and then the divine bird began to fly nimbly. Its figure was as nimble as a butterfly, leaving a colorful afterimage in the air and flying towards the distant forest.

It's like a rainbow!
The divine bird flew far away, as if Roland was trying out his speed in this form. How should I put it? It was very average. In this form, he was very nimble, as nimble as a butterfly, but not that fast, flying at the same speed as a raven.

Roland's mind moved and he activated the 'Flint' artifact. Then, the seven-colored bird burned like a phoenix and turned into a firebird.

It circled happily above the forest for a while, then turned into a streak of fire and flew away in the air at a high speed.

Still not fast enough!
Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed on the firebird's body, and then, in the blink of an eye, it appeared a hundred meters away.

Roland was overjoyed. He vented his magic power crazily, flying in the sky for more than ten minutes using fire, lightning and other means. Then he felt a little tired.

Roland shook his head secretly. He came to a very embarrassing conclusion - he was not good at flying!

He was much faster than an apprentice, but not as fast as a stronger wizard.

If a college cup were held now, as a wizard of the Black Abyss Tower, he would follow the Black Abyss team and fly from the Black Abyss to the forbidden area. He would probably have to put in a lot of effort to catch up with the 'Wind Snake Team' of the Snake Tower.

However, this clone of his is very good at fighting!
Although it is not fast enough to fly long distances, its body is extremely agile and can easily dodge other people's magic in mid-air. If it uses the power of strange objects to transform into light of lightning and fire, the enemy will not be able to react.

Moreover, a ball of fire suddenly burned in the eyes of the divine bird, and immediately, a blazing flame appeared behind it. The terrifying flame followed its trajectory and formed a fire cloud in the sky.

It suddenly lowered its altitude and passed over the forest canopy, and then the forest was engulfed in flames!
“Ga ga ga~~Ga ga ga~~”

The night sky was filled with crow-like laughter, just like the Phoenix of the Styx, a symbol of death, lighting up a large area of ​​woodland.

Suddenly, a terrifying twilight emanated from the phoenix's body again, and the surrounding sky was suddenly illuminated. The trees that were burning on the ground slowly went out, swelled, rotted, and pus oozed in the light.

The forest fire was put out, but the trees within a radius of 100 meters slowly rotted into strange shapes.

After wreaking havoc for a while, the evil bird's eyes suddenly moved slightly, and it turned into a ray of lightning and fire and flew away. Then, several runes symbolizing concealment flashed on its body, and then it disappeared out of thin air.

This is a dark swamp in the forest, filled with miasma and haunted by ghosts.

This place is close to the territory of the Twilight Council, between Straw Town and the White Fang.

In the miasma, a slow figure kept waving his wand and muttering to himself.

A human skin book was floating in front of him. Under the power of the book and the spell, many bony hands appeared in the swamp, pulling the corpses in the mud.

It seems a fight had taken place here, and many people died, including civilians and apprentices.

After the corpse appeared, it twitched all over, then slowly crawled towards the figure and pounced on him.

There were many evil spirits around him and they were also rushing towards him.

The night wind blew, and the miasma faded a little. The wizard's body was illuminated by the starlight.

It turned out to be a swollen, gigantic, strangely stitched body. In its fat abdomen, there was a huge mouth, and the corpses or evil spirits were drilling into its abdomen.

The huge mouth on its abdomen resembled a worm's mouthparts, covered with densely packed teeth. It chewed up the corpses and evil spirits and swallowed them, then grew new limbs and gradually grew larger.

A moment later, a strange corpse emerged from the swamp. Its hair was extremely long, like seaweed. It looked like a severely injured 4th-level swamp banshee.

It was originally lying and sleeping deep in the swamp, but thanks to the efforts of the wizard, it was finally found.

The wizard let out three strange laughs and impatiently controlled the bony hands to pull the swamp banshee's body over.

At this moment, the strange eyeballs on the wizard's head moved slightly, and he looked towards the treetops not far away with a strange expression.

On the treetop, a strange and swollen figure stood quietly.

It seemed to have been standing there observing quietly for a long time, but the wizard didn't even notice it!
As if sensing the wizard's gaze, the strange 'man' tilted his head like a bird, observing the wizard curiously.

The wizard's face froze slightly. That was not a human at all, it was a disgusting and weird giant bird.

At first glance, this strange bird looks very sacred, like a phoenix.

But the second look was very uncomfortable.

What grows on its body is not feathers, but scales that look like those of a poisonous snake or some creature. Those scales are colorful and make people feel very uncomfortable, just like brightly colored poisonous mushrooms.

The colorful scales form eye patterns of different sizes on its body.

If you look closely, you will find that the phoenix feathers on its head can bend like tentacles!
Is that a feather?
Are those the colorful tentacles on a moth's head?!
This strange stitched body is even more uncomfortable than this wizard.

The wizard was pure disgust, but this bird was divine, eerie, and completely twisted.

Its demeanor was remarkably human, and as it stood there quietly, it looked like a human moth—but with a beak!
"Disgusting stuff!"

The swollen wizard cursed three times, then asked three more times: "Which tower are you from?"

It seems that he treats the bird as one of his own.

No wonder, such a twisted thing, what else could it be but a Twilight Wizard?

It must be the latest masterpiece of a tower master, or simply a mentor who has just been promoted.

I don't know what kind of bird this is, but it's probably related to the death, and probably a twisted thing related to the mad god Heraka.

The swollen wizard said this while speeding up his movements. He tried to swallow the banshee as quickly as possible.

It looked as if the wizard didn't want to conflict with that disgusting guy.

There's an unwritten rule in the Twilight Council: those with strange looks aren't necessarily hard to deal with, but those with strange looks are definitely very difficult to deal with.

After hearing the wizard's question, the bird tilted its head curiously. Then, it opened its beak and responded to the wizard with a golden lightning.

rumble rumble
The sky was illuminated brightly, and the swollen wizard became like a bright light bulb. The water surface near him even exploded into a large water curtain due to the high pressure.

Lightning jumped on his body repeatedly, releasing many high-voltage arcs with each jump.

In an instant, the lightning jumped ten times, and dozens of golden arcs carrying high voltage spread wildly in all directions. Whatever they touched would be ignited into a ball of golden flame.

Within a radius of thirty meters, it was instantly filled with lightning and flames.

A moment later, the lightning dissipated, and the bloated flesh of the swollen wizard had been blown away by the continuous jumping of lightning, leaving only a huge and strange skeleton. The skeleton was burning, looking like a charred burning tree.

A strong wind blew past, scattering the ashes in the sky. The strange bird landed and transformed into a tall, handsome young wizard. He looked less than twenty, but was actually probably around twenty-two or twenty-three.

"So they are three advanced apprentices. I thought it was just one official wizard."

The young wizard examined the misshapen corpse.

The roots of this bone tree are human legs, the branches are arms, and there are three vertebrae in total, which is disgusting.

The young wizard had a very unhappy look on his face.

It's such a disgusting thing, and you still call yourself disgusting?
"The phoenix is ​​such a sacred bird, and you call it disgusting?"

"You don't even recognize Phoenix?"

"Idiot!"

Poor Roland, he hasn't looked in the mirror yet.

(End of this chapter)