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The spell's power disturbed the invisible veil that covered the outlines of all things, like a pair of skillful hands shaping mud into new shapes.

The apple in Lin Bo's hand suddenly twisted and deformed, grew limbs and a head, grew white hair, and finally turned into a white wolf the size of a palm.

He held the phantom white wolf in his hands and used tactile endoscopy to sense its internal and external structure. It had flesh and blood, all the internal organs, and weighed the same as an apple.

The little wolf transformed by the apple has dull eyes, but can make simple blinking movements and pretend to look around.

When Lin Bo put the illusion back on the table, perhaps because the apple was not standing firmly, the transformed wolf fell down, stuck out its tongue, looked very innocent, and didn't know how to get up.

Under the control of the wizard's thoughts, the illusion stood up again, but still could not move.

This is the Level 2 mantra illusion, which changes the appearance of things without changing their essence.

Lin Bo came to this conclusion after some attempts.

A second-level spell of truth can manipulate the appearance of things. He can use the true name of an external object to cover up any object, even if he does not know the true name of the object.

The illusion will disappear after receiving a certain level of attack, which is the same as at Lv1. The flaws of the inanimate object transforming into a living object are obvious, and it cannot move or make large movements.

It is relatively easier to conceal the transformation of a living thing into a dead thing. He transformed the little seagull into a fir tree. As long as the little guy stood still, there would be no flaws.

A dead object can be transformed into a dead object, and it seems flawless. An apple can be transformed into an iron bell, and it will still make a sound when shaken.

Transfiguring a living creature into another requires a certain amount of acting skill. A little seagull transforms into a parrot, though its appearance reveals nothing, until it opens its mouth, for it can only quack.

Even magical things, such as whale oil, can still be deceived by illusions, but it requires more mana and the illusion lasts for a shorter time.

The basic size of the illusion is determined by the size of the original object. After injecting more magical power, the illusion can expand or shrink.

After becoming familiar with the level 2 Mantra Illusion, Lin Bo was still immersed in a new perspective.

He seemed to be in a palace called the universe. Mountains, rivers, grass, birds and beasts were all decorations on the tables and chairs in the palace, and the surface was covered with a layer of colorless and transparent gauze.

This fine gauze emits a hazy glow that other creatures cannot perceive, blurring the outlines and colors of everything in the mage's eyes.

Lin Bo raised his hand and looked at his body. There was also a layer of gauze on his skin.

So he went to the bathroom mirror and whispered his real name.

It's quite interesting to watch yourself in the mirror turn into trees, stone people, and steel statues.

In terms of subjective experience, he is still his human self and can feel a layer of soft gauze covering the surface of his skin. In his own eyes, his hands and feet are still the same as before, but the image reflected in the mirror is different.

That is, it has changed in the eyes of outsiders.

Then, the mage recited the White Wolf's real name.

In the rectangular mirror attached to the wall, Lin Bo's figure quickly descended and disappeared at the bottom edge of the mirror.

A handsome illusionary white wolf appeared in the bathroom.

Lin Bo took off the mirror and leaned against the wall, reflecting the phantom white wolf.

He stared at the wolf image in the mirror, blinking, baring his teeth and making expressions, all very vivid, except for the eyes which looked too human.

At this time he was standing, while the white wolf was on all fours.

Bending down and touching the illusion with the endoscopic method, the mage could feel the structure of the white wolf, its fur, flesh, and wriggling internal organs.

Although it was clearly an illusion, Lin Bo felt the tactile feedback from his back.

It feels like caressing a second body, as if the phantom body can also carry one's soul.

The illusion created by Lv2 magic is in name only and not in substance, and appears to be the same but is not in spirit.

"If the appearance and spirit are the same, then what is it? Is it still an illusion?" Lin Bo thought in his heart.

He sensed the body structure of the phantom white wolf more and more carefully, to the point that he began to imagine his neurons spreading throughout the wolf's body like water, feeling the near-surface air blowing on his fur, and feeling the cool touch of his four paws touching the ground.

Driven by the mind, the illusion veil that was close to the skin began to tighten continuously, penetrating into the blood vessels under the skin, piercing into the bone marrow, and spreading to every corner of the limbs and bones.

Lin Bo calmly felt the changes in the mantra illusion.

The illusion veil penetrated the body and continued to extend to the mind, eventually covering the rune of the real name in the mind.

The meaning of the White Wolf's real name quietly emerged in his mind, the wolf's birth, growth and play, hunting and injury, aging and death.

Then, the bathroom furniture that he saw with his naked eyes continued to rise in his eyes, the floor was getting closer and closer to him, and his hands unconsciously pressed on the ground.

The mage closed his eyes.

Ding--

[Professional behavior detected, skill determination successful! ]

[Activated professional skills: Mantra Transfiguration]

Mantra Transfiguration: Lv1 (0/1000) Basic Mantra, recite your true name and transform yourself into a small creature

When the mind changes, the body becomes free. —Proverbs

The white wolf in the bathroom shook its fur and opened its eyes again. The image in the mirror made it feel unfamiliar, as its eyes were filled with too many non-wild rational impurities.

It was wondering how it got here from the snowfield. The air had a familiar and warm smell, but it was not the smell that should be present in the cold wind.

When Bailang came out of the bathroom, what caught his eye was a desk against the wall under warm light, tall iron-clad bookshelves on both sides of the desk, and a panicked little fat chicken squatting on the desk.

"Good human?! Changed!" The little seagull was terrified. "Big white wolf! So scary!"

Iron Guard One came down the spiral staircase, carrying a tea tray. Seeing the white wolf on the ground, he issued a rapid warning tone, "Intruder detected. Type determined: Wild animal. Danger level: Medium. Likelihood of aggressive behavior: High. Initiating expulsion procedures."

The iron robot held the tea tray on its head, spread its arms and legs, trying to make its body look bigger, and crawled sideways like a crab, emitting rapid beeps as an alarm.

A seagull screamed, a machine jumped, and the second floor of the lighthouse was in a state of chaos tonight.

The white wolf stood there in a daze, the beast's worldview being severely impacted.

In a trance, a name suddenly popped up in the depths of my mind.

The rune obscured by the veil of illusion - the Bronze Moon.

Then Lin Bo broke free from the confusion of beast transformation, and the light emitted by the rune of his real name was like a gust of wind, blowing away the curtain of illusion.

The white wolf's body continued to stretch and stand upright, restoring its human form, and its fluffy hair shrank into clothes.

The birdsong subsided and the alarm was lifted.

Everyone looked at each other.

The night watchman patted the dust off his palms, gently comforted the little king, and thanked the iron guard who brought him coffee.

The moment he remembered his real name, a prompt popped up on the website.

[Skill judgment successful, [Mantra Transfiguration] basic proficiency +1]

[Exquisiteness coefficient × 1.0 (no work, no mistakes)]

【Health status coefficient × 1.6 (excellent)】

[Inspiration Proficiency +2 (Finding the Lost Self)]

[Final calculation result: [Mantra Transfiguration] proficiency +3.6]

Lin Bo took the half-spilled cup of coffee and sipped it, thinking to himself that this transformation was truly dangerous. If one forgets one's true name and the false becomes true, one can only survive in the transformed form, and may never be able to change back until death.

As a spellcasting ability, though, it's certainly interesting.

Chapter 78: Comprehending the Fragments

After activating the True Word Transfiguration, Lin Bo did not try too much out of caution. After all, forgetting his true name was too dangerous for him as a True Name Mage.

He still has a lot to do tonight.

The three major magical subjects of alchemy, enchantment, and rituals all need to be cramd in, and the knowledge of natural philosophy cannot be neglected either, which requires a good course plan.

In addition, the medicinal herbs looted from the circus and the luminous species harvested from the mushroom garden also need to be tasted and analyzed for their medicinal properties one by one.

The task was so arduous and complicated that Lin Bo decided to start by comprehending the fragments of knowledge.

I've had "Secrets of the Mechanic" in my hands for a while now, and I'm almost at the point where I'm proficient enough in surface touch and endoscopy to upgrade, but I've been short of money, so I've had to put it in my backpack and let it gather dust.

Now I have finally been a rich man for a day, and the balance of disaster currency is 1358, it is time to spend it.

He took out "The Secret of the Mechanic" and held a notebook with a silver metal cover in his hand. He touched the small lock on the cover with his fingers, and a prompt message popped up on the website.

[Do you want to spend 1000 disaster coins to unlock the knowledge fragments? ]

[Comprehensive Tip: Failure in enlightenment will increase the contribution standard, please be prepared]

"Yes."

There is nothing to hesitate about. If you fail, you will just have to spend more disaster coins next time.

[Important reminder from the website: You have opened a fragment of knowledge and learned the words of unblocking]

[—Tell all artisans and apprentices, let us call upon the Sealed God of the Nameless Mechanical Soul Realm. His flesh and blood are gears, his bones a mighty bell. Push the clock backwards, unlock the door, and reveal secrets unknown to mortals.]

As the balance of disaster coins on the panel continued to drop, the small lock on the silver metal notebook flickered, and a transparent dial appeared on the lock. The hour hand started from one o'clock and was rapidly reversing.

Click.

The hour hand pointed to twelve o'clock, the lock fell off, and then a strong wind blew out from between the pages, stirring the air in the lighthouse.

Lin Bo and Little Seagull both narrowed their eyes. The wind blowing when the pages were turned seemed to come from another dimension, carrying the smell of dust and rusty metal.

He could hear a cacophony of sounds on the wind, the sounds of vibrating metal and running machinery.

But there were so many voices that their words were intertwined into a surging noise, mixed together and indistinguishable.

It was as if the inside of the fragment of knowledge was a bustling market, and Lin Bo was just listening to the noise from the market through a small window.

The silver notebook suddenly unfolded, and endless pages flipped from left to right. The read pages on the left did not increase, and the unread pages on the right did not decrease.

[The skill [Surface Touch Endoscopy] has been detected to have reached a critical bottleneck. The knowledge fragment will provide you with the answer.]

[Important reminder from the website: "The Mechanic's Secret" is reading your palm lines, interpreting the traces left by the things you have touched...]

At some point, the strong wind subsided, the metallic noise in Lin Bo's ears stopped, and the flipping notes stopped at a certain page.

There were no words on it, but it emitted a cold, silvery light, pouring down like transparent mercury, illuminating the brown desk with a frosty white, and the people and seagulls beside the desk looked as if they were coated with silver.

Lin Bo closed his eyes, but the light still penetrated his eyelids, turning his vision into a silvery white and making him unable to see anything.

He raised his hand to touch the air, but felt a silver texture on his palm, like a flowing river with thin threads floating in the water, which gave different sensations when he gently plucked them.

These tiny threads, like living things, burrow beneath the skin and connect with touch receptors. From fingertips to the base of the palm, a myriad of tactile sensations spread like waves.