I am a mage, with an infinite mana bar!

Chapter 228 Self-Destruction

Deep within the Secret Forest.

The once lush forest has been turned into wasteland, the land is scarred and barren, and not a single living thing can be seen.

A faint blue-purple mist lingered over the old Corruption Order camp, the place where Adonis had fallen, gathering but not dispersing.

In the desolate night, a phantom door suddenly appeared, and then a young man dressed in a dark blue suit walked out.

With black hair and black eyes, a handsome face, and an upright posture, his eyes held a restrained brilliance, and his calm demeanor revealed his extraordinary nature. It was none other than Lynn.

A silvery-white speck of light floated behind him.

Ariola's icy voice came from within, "Are you really going to do this?"

Seeing Lynn remain silent, she teased, "I must say, your choice is beyond my expectations. I never imagined that Lynn Lowell would be such a selfless person."

"However, the risk is too great. You shouldn't entrust your fate to someone else."

Lynn looked at the illusory magic book floating in front of him and gently stroked the deep red star with his fingers.

"I have sent Kalinka to Eli to inform her of my plan. I trust her, but if she cannot find a solution, then this is my ultimate fate."

After saying that, he spiritually grasped the [Bloodline] star, attempting to tear apart the vein patterns wrapped around it.

That was the remnant power of Adonis, attached to the Bloodline Star, waiting to be digested by Lynn little by little, but such violent behavior at this time would inevitably have the opposite effect.

Lynn felt mentally sluggish and physically swollen. Countless incomprehensible and unbearable phantoms and voices arrived, and a vast and indigestible power was surging into his body.

The remaining power of Adonis was awakened, and a great wail echoed from the distant town of Corin, the scent of a mother attracting the attention of the lambs.

Their gazes turned to the western forest, and they abandoned their urge to continue searching for mortal vessels, turning instead to venture deeper into the Whispering Forest.

In an instant, under the cover of night, the earth and sky were filled with countless evil spirits.

Eliora, in her silver form, rose slightly higher, paused for a moment, and then said in a lighthearted tone, as if watching a play, "Good progress, they're all coming towards you."

Lynn was not surprised; it was all part of his plan.

Then, he did his best to spread out the magic web, making the spiderweb-like network come into contact with the magic miasma as much as possible.

[Absorb Magic Power] activated!

The magical miasma was formed by an excessively high concentration of unclaimed magic. When Lynn fully activated his ability to absorb magic, that unclaimed magic flowed into his body at an astonishing speed through the magic network.

In just a moment, the magical miasma visibly thinned out considerably.

Such immense magical power clearly exceeded the capacity of Lynn's magic pool.

However, with the talent [Magic Charging], he can accumulate all magic power beyond the limit, so theoretically there is no limit.

Within a certain range, this magic is harmless and can be used to slightly amplify the power and effect of the next spell cast.

However, overuse of "Magic Charge" may cause an overload explosion.

This was Lynn's plan: first, to activate Adonis's Gift, attracting all the Lamb Evil Spirits; then, to use the Magic Net to absorb the magical miasma left behind after Adonis's fall; and through the effect of the "Magic Charge" talent, to transform himself into a true magic bomb.

Moreover, the overload explosion brought about by the magic charging is not just a simple magical attack. With Lynn's careful control, he can also turn his spirituality and spirit into fuel.

Such an explosion can truly threaten the soul.

"Heh, what a show," Eliora said with a hint of sarcasm. "But even so, those people won't remember you. After all, you're just a lowly novice mage. They wouldn't even think of you for such a feat."

Lynn slowed down the rate at which he drew magic, carefully controlling the timing of the overload to ensure that he could catch all the lambs in one fell swoop.

His skin had gradually turned purple due to the excessive magic.

"I didn't do these things so that they would remember me."

"Oh, so what exactly are you after?" The witch clearly couldn't understand this human's thoughts.

She genuinely believed that this calamity was the fate of mortals. In this world, they did not have the extraordinary talent of spellcasters; at most, they could only achieve something through physical training and weapon enhancement, but that ultimately belonged to the realm of mortals.

Nature and mystery, holiness and truth—these were ultimately beyond their reach.

"Those mortals, corrupted by Adonis's children and transformed into half-human, half-demon monsters, have at least stepped into the world of magic. It's not exactly a bad ending. Why are you so determined to redeem them?"

Lynn looked up at her, seemingly unsurprised by her arrogance. "Because I was once like them, I understand that even without magic, even with all the hardships, it's still the life we ​​truly have. There's no need to give up so easily. Therefore, I want to save them."

There was one more thing he didn't say: "After all, not every ordinary person who dies is as lucky as him to have another chance to live."

Ultimately, this world is far too unfriendly to ordinary people.

"I thought you were just a bookworm who only buried yourself in books, but I didn't expect you to have the spirit of sacrifice to become a hero," Ariola said with a half-smile.

Upon hearing this, Lynn lowered his head. He understood himself better than anyone else.

"What sacrifice? I'm clearly a coward. If I wasn't confident, I would have run away long ago."

When he was attacked by the corrupted cult and first spied on by Adonis, his first thought was to escape.

But as he encountered more things and gained more power, he gradually felt that he had some responsibilities on his shoulders.

He hadn't figured out exactly what it was, nor did he really want to find out.

All you need to do is to act with a clear conscience in the face of what you are doing.

As the first pure white glimmer appeared on the eastern horizon, the black mist followed closely behind.

Countless eyes stared at him, filled with longing and hatred, determined to devour him completely.

Lynn stood tall, facing the expected outcome with the composure of an observer.

The magical miasma permeating the Whispering Forest has become almost transparent, and the magical energy has reached its final edge, on the verge of collapse.

Eliora said calmly, "I will use fate to confine your body and the bodies of these mortals, and wait for that girl to welcome you."

The land of the living.

"As for your soul, I only hope your will is strong enough that even if you weren't reduced to fragments in this explosion, 'she' is still waiting for you."

The compressed magic was released in an instant. The immense magic, mixed with Lynn's spirituality and spirit, emitted a near-pure white light, instantly engulfing everything around it.

Eliora quietly disappeared into the crowd.

The pure white did not dissipate, but solidified into a barrier several hundred meters wide, within which everything was in a state of absolute solidification, existing independently in a special space-time.

But the souls were not restricted; the lambs of Adonis, who were possessing mortal bodies, were all driven out by the explosion and shattered by the aftershocks.