Wizard: Starts with Advanced Meditation

A hideous wound appeared on Heleto's chest, the black threads on his robes tumbling haphazardly around the edge of the wound.

The wound was surrounded by jagged, everted flesh, and dark red blood was gushing out wildly from the cracked skin.

There were also wisps of putrid gas around the wound, causing the skin and flesh to rot and die rapidly. If no special treatment was given, the putrid gas would spread further to the surrounding area.

Seeing that Heleto had been seriously injured, Reber turned around. Undead creatures could be directly enhanced by necromantic energy, and Reber had already stepped halfway into the range of undead creatures, so naturally he could too.

He imbued his right hand with necromantic energy, charged up his strength, and lashed out at Hughes with a bone whip that crackled as it struck. Hughes neither dodged nor evaded.

"Bang—"

The dark shield was shattered, and countless pitch-black dark elements flew in all directions, gradually dissipating into the air.

"boom--"

The deflection field was broken, and the surrounding spatial energy crumbled little by little.

In the moment of crisis, a pitch-black elemental sphere suddenly appeared in front of Hughes—the previous Dark Shield was formed from only one elemental sphere! It continuously expanded and deformed, and soon split into two halves, which were placed on Hughes's hands.

Hughes's hands were covered in dark elements, as if he were wearing a pair of black gloves, with the edges still wriggling slightly.

He could clearly feel the pure dark energy flowing in his palm, and then he got into a fighting stance to meet the bone whip.

The bone whip lashed out with a whooshing sound, and Hughes spread his arms wide, precisely meeting and grabbing at it.

The moment the two made contact, a loud "crack" exploded at the point of contact, making the air seem to tremble.

Fortunately, the bone whip had lost much of its force after being reduced twice before, and Hughes's hand firmly gripped the bone whip. The force generated by the bone whip lifted the back of his black robe, causing it to tumble in the air.

The dark elements in his palm trembled constantly, stubbornly resisting the impact of the bone whip.

Hughes was also using his whole body to resist this force. His entire body seemed to be trembling, every muscle was taut and shaking, and his body under the black robe trembled slightly.

Fortunately, Hughes held the bone whip firmly, while in the distance, Reber's two flames flickered slightly, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, as if they were puzzled.

Just then, a dense flow of ice element surged from the black robe on Hughes' chest, and large swathes of frost spread out, layer upon layer, condensing on his chest like an ice breastplate, from which wisps of cold air emanated.

The clever Reber immediately understood—Hughes wanted to use Frost Blast to destroy the bone whip! He tried to pull the bone whip back, but a huge muffled thud came from Hughes.

"Bang—crash!"

All the ice elements on Hughes' chest exploded violently. Although the Frost Blast spell was under Hughes' control and only exploded forward, he still had to hold onto the bone whip tightly and was unable to avoid the bombardment of the explosion.

Most of the dark element in Hughes's hand was blasted away, but the bone whip he was holding was in no better shape.

This bizarre weapon, pieced together from countless bone fragments, was already riddled with wounds from the impact of the Frost Blast spell. The whip was covered with gaps of all sizes, and even fragments of bone could be seen falling out from the edges.

Even more fatally, the runes that were originally glowing green were now dull and lifeless, and many had broken apart along with the whip, completely losing their effect. This section of the whip had shrunk considerably, as if it would break at the slightest touch.

But Hughes knew he couldn't tear it off. Before Reber could react from the aftershocks of Frost Blast, Hughes quickly sketched spell runes in his mind and awkwardly unleashed the Shattering Impact.

A ball of energy, distorting the surrounding light and shadow, suddenly condensed and slammed into the already cracked whip in his hand.

"Click—"

After a crisp sound, the bone whip, which was already on the verge of shattering, broke apart, and countless bone fragments mixed with debris flew in all directions. Reber's bone whip broke in two.

"Hughes Craig!!"

Hughes was right; the damaged bone whip was Reber's sorcery tool, not something made by his magic.

The flames in Reber's eye sockets flickered wildly, a look of disbelief and astonishment flashing across his face, followed by a furious rage at the destruction of his sorcery.

This bone whip was his greatest reliance, and he had used it to lash out the bodies of countless enemies. The flames in his eye sockets suddenly flared up, and he shot out huge balls of hellfire at Hughes.

When the icy mist from the Frost Blast spell dissipated, Hughes was nowhere to be found, leaving only the broken bone whip and scattered bone fragments on the ground.

The fireballs missed their mark, crashing one after another into the open ground and exploding into plumes of pungent green smoke.

At the same time, several Blazing Ointments were thrown from Reber's blind spot. Reber reacted quickly, waving his hand sharply, and several bone arrows glowing with gray light shot out, accurately hitting the Blazing Ointments.

"Boom—Boom—Boom"

With a few muffled thuds, the Blazing Ointment exploded in the air, scattering scorching fireballs and engulfing the surroundings in heat waves, filling the air with the smell of burning.

Reber turned his head and glanced in the direction from which the Blazing Ointment had been thrown. Once he confirmed that Hughes was standing there, he could no longer suppress his anger. He roared and a bone spear, thicker and longer than usual, shot rapidly toward Hughes.

Strangely, Hughes showed no intention of dodging; the bone spear, like a white lightning bolt, pierced his body with pinpoint accuracy.

However, the sound of flesh being torn apart and the sight of blood splattering that Reber had envisioned did not materialize.

On the contrary, "Hughes," who was stabbed, transformed into a twisted black shadow and scattered in the air the instant he came into contact with the bone spear, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

The green flames in Reber's eye sockets throbbed violently, and he realized with a start that he had only stabbed a shadow clone, and that he should have sensed its spiritual power.

At the same time, Hughes charged forward recklessly, raising his left hand and shooting out several fireballs from the ring on his hand.

Reber didn't want to expend any more mental energy. A huge bone shield stood in front of him, but he didn't notice the transparent energy cluster mixed in with the flame orb, which was constantly distorting the surrounding light and shadow.

"Boom—Boom—Boom"

The fireballs rained down like a dense storm of fire, crashing hard against the rough shield surface, exploding into thick clouds of smoke. Red sparks mixed with soot flew everywhere, and the shield trembled slightly but was not damaged much.

Just as Reber was about to retaliate against Hughes, he sensed several invisible energies.

"Snap—Sizzle—Sizzle"

Aside from attacks of a few specific attributes, necromancers cannot feel pain from any other attacks.

Reber heard several crisp sounds coming from his body; it must have been Hughes's attack that penetrated his defenses and struck him.

And that was indeed the case. The Shattering Impact pierced through the bone shield, causing damage to Reber's skull, chest, and other parts of his body, and the energy shockwave raged throughout Reber's body.