Wizard: Starting with Symbiosis with Algae

Chapter 74 The Trees of Edranor and the Half-Awake Iron Man

In fact, from the moment the flying stick took effect on that medium-sized fused creature, Lynn already had a pretty good idea of what was going on.

Allowing pike to attack is not entirely a risky move.

He's a rational gambler.

Coal dust floated in the mine tunnels, getting into his nostrils. Lynn rubbed his nose.

Through the attack just now, Lynn was certain. No matter how fast the Iron Man flew, he couldn't outrun the flying rod and the scaled pike, which had the advantage of movement.

What's more, it's gone mad.

While the madness of an old lion is terrifying, it is precisely when it is most vulnerable.

Speed and power are ultimately subject to the relentless constraints of the rules governing the body and magic.

Lynn snapped out of his daze as a strange surge of magical energy emanated from the depths of the mine.

The magic was intense and powerful, hissing and crackling as it passed through the rock wall, shaking down small pebbles and dust.

The sound of grease dripping onto the charcoal fire as meat is grilled over a high flame can be heard.

Lynn's sweat-mimicking insects suddenly contracted, and even the flying stick and the scaled pike showed varying degrees of excitement.

What a commotion! It really was a huge commotion.

Lynn hadn't seen such a commotion in a long time.

Everyone, all living beings, fell silent and stopped what they were doing.

Something is being awakened deep within the rock face.

The crowd looked toward the source of the fluctuations.

Within the rock face, countless enormous plants slowly emerge from the patterns of the murals.

The design is very novel. The entrance was quite unique.

But Lynn knew that figure all too well.

Edranorophytum!

The grass seeds that had once caused Lynn pain were now being delivered directly to the Iron Man by some force.

Compared to the two small plants on his body, these Edranor plants were as tall as a person.

Perhaps calling it the Edranor Tree would be more appropriate.

Moreover, their roots penetrated the rock wall without being obstructed. "What's going on? What kind of magic is this?" Lynn asked.

Passing through walls. The spell on the rock wall actually allows you to pass through walls.

Compared to releasing a fireball or unleashing vines, it seems so unscientific.

Although Klein never studied at the Phase Academy, he had some basic knowledge of phases.

He explained, "It's a constantly recorded wall-penetrating spell that allows objects to pass through inanimate obstacles. This might be a backup plan left behind by the wizards."

Normally, he might be happy to be able to show off a little.

But at this moment, the intuitions of "misfortune" and "luck" overlapped, making him feel suffocated.

The variable lies within this cave.

And the path to redemption? It lies within this cave.

The exact location was right next to Lynn.

Klein shielded everyone in front of him and quietly approached Lynn from behind.

He also dragged Joe along.

"Joe, it's safe here."

Dopa picked up a fallen leaf and pressed it to her lips. A slight, tingling sensation made her recognize the herb. It was common knowledge that Edranor grass was a rare commodity.

The problem lies in the magic. Lynn sensed a strange magical disturbance spreading throughout the room.

The disturbance was eerily synchronized with the breathing rhythm of the Edranor grass, and Joe wheeled himself closer to Klein. The sound of the wheels rolling over the minerals was exceptionally clear in the sudden silence.

"Lynn, I guess we're safe now?"

"I haven't even had time to carry out the next round of modifications yet."

"Oh, by the way, Lynn. I ran into that apprentice I used to admire. Guess what? She said she'd marry me if I made it back alive—"

Lynn slowly turned her head, her gaze towards Joe filled with an indescribable complexity.

What kind of time is this to still be setting flags? Do you want to die even faster?

It is true that the fused organisms have not made any moves for the time being.

But he remembered it clearly. Edranor grass possessed an extremely potent magical breathing effect.

Such a massive plant must have a magical weight and fragment strength far exceeding the two seedlings inside his body.

If some other abilities develop as a result—

and many more.

Lynn suddenly remembered a detail.

That strange magical disturbance, that fluctuation that was eerily synchronized with the breathing frequency of the Edranor grass.

The natural frequencies of an organism are generally unique and do not usually repeat.

But now, the site's disturbance and breathing frequency are similar.

Did Lynn pause for a moment, not daring to think further?

Could it be...?

But the panel didn't give him a chance to catch his breath: [The Edranor Grass is rapidly growing due to the interference of Edranor Grass magic.]

Grass.

Edranolol.

That strange magical disturbance, that fluctuation that was eerily synchronized with the breathing frequency of the Edranor plant, was actually the Edranor herb itself.

Lynn's neck hairs stood on end.

An even more terrifying possibility came to mind.

In the desert and in the valleys after the rain, the magical disturbances that linger between every grain of sand are all caused by the Edranor grass.

What the hell is going on?!

What do you mean my graduation thesis is trying to kill me?!

"careful""

Before the words were even finished, disaster struck.

As the vines swayed, the body of the Ironman Fusion Monster suddenly trembled.

It lifted countless iron-containing ores from a distance and hurled them toward the group.

Lynn stretched out vines to block. Small pebbles occasionally pierced his defenses, but none were enough to harm him.

Madness and lucidity clashed violently within the core of the Iron Man, ultimately achieving a twisted balance.

Iron Man is good at compromising.

It doesn't want to be crazy. Because it has been crazy for too long.

Even if he remained conscious, he couldn't achieve that. It would be too strenuous; beneath the crystallization, he was already exhausted, like a candle flickering in the wind.

After years of stagnation in chaos, it finally chose a kind of lucid madness.

The iron man's body ceased its wild flailing. Fluid-like metal coalesced into a blurry human face, which shouted at the crowd: "Human—"

He was Iron Man's partner. I remember. Iron Man and the human-human lizardman wizard were good partners—"

Klein snorted. He sensed the last vestige of reason in the voice and instinctively grasped at this straw: "Yes, we're partners! We're best friends!"

"Yes, you are our friend."

"Friends should help each other, Mr. Iron Man, please help us and get us out of here."

Lynn watched the two interact with each other casually, and secretly became wary.

Judging from the iron ore flying around just now.

This guy's combat intelligence is probably quite high.

The state of being half-mad and half-awake stripped it of some of the shackles that had once bound it.

The effects of the Edranor tree were continuing to disrupt the magic, which actually made it slightly more alert. Lynn noticed that the expression on the metallic face was changing.

"Oh right—humans, it seems, humans promised me they would let me live."

Iron Man Leon's voice suddenly softened.

"So now, I have survived. In return, I promise you a great reward."

Joe picked up where Klein left off, saying modestly, "We're all friends, no need to make it so complicated. Mr. Iron Man, just take us out."

Iron Man scratched his head.

"Indeed, we are friends."

"That's right." *3

"But why, my friends, don't you remember my name!"

Klein tried to smooth things over, "Um, actually we were just joking with you. Wake up happy, Mr. Iron Man."

"Excuse me, what's your name?"

"Too late!"

Dopa's expression changed drastically. Klein hid behind Lynn again.

"Tell me how to simulate a human! I just need to shrink a little bit more—and then—and then—"

"Live on."

The next moment, it shook off the molten metal droplets on its body.

Silver droplets of molten metal floated in mid-air under the influence of the magnetic field, transforming into countless tiny spikes that pierced through the air.

It didn't even forget to run, making use of its size advantage as it ran, chanting loudly, "Shrink! Shrink!"

"If you don't shrink, you'll go crazy!"

Another member of Dopa's squad was attacked by magic.

"Ah! My leg!"

Dopa ordered the other member of the team, "Hurry up, there's no time. Use the freezing spell to alleviate the damage."

There's no time for treatment; we must move quickly and fight.

Lynn and Dopa had no chemistry whatsoever.

But Lynn knew Joker well. He had weapons of mass destruction.

"Joe, what are you waiting for?"

Joe grinned, already holding the bright red cicada in his hand.

Although it cannot turn back time, it is incredibly powerful.

To be honest, he had been wanting to make a big splash for a long time.