125 - Feel The Anger

Magic Missiles, without a doubt, was Lynn's specialty, and it was the magic he used the most against his enemies. But the one who had improved this magic was Herlram, and now he was using this technique against the approaching Iron Sand Thorns.

Sharp breaking sounds resounded continuously as sweat trickled down Lynn's forehead. He did not doubt that he might be turned into a sieve, even though he possessed the most potent defensive spell, Magic Barrier. It couldn't completely block such a dense barrage of attacks unless.

Suddenly, Lynn thought of the magic Herlram had used to defend against the Flame Demon's Hand. Many factors could affect and distort space, such as mass, momentum, stress, and pressure, but ultimately, it was energy.

And wizards had only one type of energy.

In that instant, Lynn realized it. He extended his hand, and a massive amount of magic energy surged from within him, forming a tightly packed, circular shape around him.

Just before the Iron Sand Thorns struck, there was a slight distortion in the space surrounding Lynn, causing all the attacks to narrowly miss him.

This was the Fourth-Tier Magic - [Deflection Force Field]

Lynn successfully landed on the ground, his back covered in cold sweat. Using a substantial amount of computational power, he forcefully cast the Fourth-Tier Magic as a formal wizard. The consumption of magic energy could only be described as terrifying, and in an instant, his magic reserves were reduced to half.

The power of a Grand Wizard was truly impressive, even in Herlram's state, weakened due to the backlash of his magic.

But at that moment, a new change occurred. A terrifying, piercing sound suddenly swept across the area.

Both Lynn and Herlram were affected simultaneously.

Lynn glanced in the direction of the vengeful spirit on the high platform, where a massive amount of spirit energy was continuously merging into the seemingly fragile body of Iyeta. Her aura grew stronger, even through the Alchemical Array that restrained her spirit, he could sense her terrifying presence.

After absorbing the life force of countless people, Herlram had managed to create a spirit at the level of a Grand Wizard.

Unlike the White Dove nurtured by the AI, the girl named Iyeta, after absorbing the life force of numerous individuals, transformed from a clear, deep blue spirit into a glaring crimson one, with her eyes filled with resentment towards the living.

"Herlram, is all of this really what Iyeta desires?" Lynn repeatedly tried to disturb Herlram's thoughts.

If Philip hadn't lied from the beginning, Iyeta should have died long before the establishment of the academy. In other words, this girl, with the mind of an eight- or nine-year-old, had been trapped within the array for at least twenty years. She had enhanced her power by sacrificing thousands of people and would later be forcibly stuffed into another person's body for resurrection in this bizarre way.

This wasn't what Herlram should accept. Maybe it would have been better if she had died back then.

"You will never understand. The entire Iyeta Harbor exists because of this..." Herlram spoke with a deep voice and raised his hand. In the vast space in front of him, all the elements were rapidly stripped away.

Fourth-Tier Magic - [Vacuum Domain]

At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind: to gain the secret of perfect soul fusion from Lynn's mind at any cost.

No matter the price.

While Lynn struggled to deal with Herlram's onslaught, two small, mouse-like creatures quietly crept up behind Herlram. They painstakingly used their tiny paws to climb onto the platform, facing the terrifying aura of the vengeful spirit. With great effort, they used their teeth to unscrew the cap of a vial.

Simultaneously, the vacuum domain had already spread in front of Lynn. Although he kept retreating, his speed couldn't catch up with the domain's expansion rate.

"Seems like even with this frail body, you can't muster much power," Herlram's indifferent words resonated within the hall. However, the vacuum domain in front of him hindered the sound's transmission.

After his earlier probing, Herlram had already realized that the male witch in front of him wasn't as formidable as he had imagined. Even though he didn't know how the other had managed to snatch the Virtual Domain from him, it was now clear that Lynn was struggling to handle even Fourth-Tier Magic.

So, despite suffering from magical backlash and a drop in his wizard level, Herlram had the confidence to defeat Lynn.

Lynn had already retreated to the corner, and the expanding vacuum domain was closing in. However, his expression remained unchanged. Retreating to the corner wasn't just to evade this magic.

At this moment, on the high platform, a thick, pale yellow liquid continuously gushed from a vial. Subsequently, two mice, one holding a flint and the other using its sharp teeth, bit down fiercely on it.

A spark ignited on the high platform, and then the two mice were violently thrown out by the explosion. The Alchemical Array restraining the vengeful spirit was also damaged.

Amidst a piercing scream, the powerful vengeful spirit immediately broke free from its restraints. It was enveloped in a black mist, heading towards Herlram, who was the closest.

"Iyeta." Herlram turned his head abruptly, his face showing a hint of panic and, more predominantly, anger. He couldn't believe that Lynn had dared to use his daughter against him.

But what he saw when he turned around wasn't the girl who seemed delicate and about to shatter into pieces at any moment, but a vengeful spirit radiating a terrifying aura. The once innocent cheeks had become grotesque and filled with malice, and the blood-red mist surged.

Before Herlram could react, those nearly substantial hands sent him flying.

Compared to the physical pain, Herlram's fear and panic were much more intense. According to the records in the psychic books left by the dark mage Merk, once a spirit broke through to the level of an Grand Wizard, it would regain all of its memories from its past life, becoming a soul that could exist without relying on a physical body.

However, at this moment, Iyeta seemed to have completely lost her sanity and even made him the target of her attack.

[Necromancer's Manipulation]

Herlram's face contorted, and his vast spiritual power transformed into chains that tightly bound the screeching Iyeta.

"Look at what your daughter has become. Is this your intention, Herlram? Do you think a nine-year-old child can handle such a vast amount of soul energy?" Lynn taunted.

During his earlier confrontation with Nos at the mansion, Lynn had already noticed that boosting one's strength through devouring soul energy wasn't without consequences.

"Feel the anger of those who died under the magic formation."