Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 411 Ability Binding
When Nari unwound the protective vesicle, Ron immediately felt the seawater rushing in.

The familiar fishy and salty smell and the oppressive feeling made him frown, but what concerned him more at this moment was the strange sensation coming from his body.

"Honey, are you alright? You don't look well..."

Nari's voice was filled with undisguised worry.

Hundreds of eyes of varying sizes focused on him simultaneously, like spotlights.

This feeling of being surrounded by countless eyes might be oppressive in other situations, but at this moment it gave Ron a sense of security.

Her tentacles hovered around him, wanting to get closer but not daring to touch him, for fear of causing him further harm.

"I……"

Ron tried to stand up, but the weakness in his legs nearly made him fall.
"This needs to be taken off."

He pointed to the active armor that was still clinging to his body.

Those deep-penetrating tendrils are sending out various signals:
Some have a tingling, comfortable sensation, like intoxicating hallucinogenic drugs;

Some of them are emotional fluctuations of reluctance to part, like lovers who are about to separate trying to hold on to each other;

Others warned of the intense pain that separation could bring.

Even more bizarrely, he could sense that these tentacles seemed to possess some kind of primal consciousness, trying to persuade him not to separate.

“Something’s not right…” Cold sweat began to bead on Ron’s forehead:
"My inspiration is warning me that if I don't take it off in time..."

He didn't finish speaking, but Nari already understood what he meant.

As an ancient being of the Abyss, she had witnessed far too many tragedies resulting from excessive fusion with foreign entities.

"Mom will help you."

Nari's voice suddenly became firm, and all hesitation disappeared.

When it comes to the safety of the "children," she can always make a quick decision:
"Don't be afraid, Mom will make the process as easy as possible."

She began to release gentle chaotic energy, creating a stable force field around Ron.

These energies seeped in slowly like a thin mist, disrupting the neural connection between the puppet and him.

Even with Nari's help, the pain of the separation process still exceeded Ron's expectations.

When he tried to remove the first piece of breastplate, the connecting tentacles that were deep in the skin began to protest violently.

A needle-like pain shot through his nervous system like lightning, causing him to let out a muffled groan.

"hiss……"

What's even more troubling is that just as the pain reaches its peak, those tentacles release strong signals of pleasure.

Like a highly potent neurotoxin, it transforms excruciating pain into a tingling, pleasurable sensation.

The contrast was so stark that it gave him the urge to stop the peeling process.

"damn it!"

Ron gritted his teeth, forcing himself to continue: "It really doesn't want to leave me..."

Seeing his pained expression, Nari's tentacles began to tremble violently.

"Hang in there, my baby, Mommy is here with you..."

Her voice was choked with emotion, and several of her smaller eyes even began to glisten with tears.

With the aid of Nari's chaotic power, the stripping process became slightly more controllable.

But removing each piece of armor requires immense willpower.

When the arm armor came off, Ron felt as if someone was skinning him alive;
When the leg armor came off, a tearing pain shot through the muscles;

When the last helmet was removed, he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"Huh...huh..."

After completely breaking free from the fusion state, Ron slumped onto the lab table, panting heavily.

Sweat dripped from his forehead like rain, splashing tiny droplets on the ground.

His skin was covered with countless tiny needle marks, like circuit boards all over his body.

Ron looked down at his arms and felt like he was about to have a phobia of trypophobia.

Although the wounds are healing slowly thanks to his strong physique, the process is accompanied by a persistent stinging sensation.

On the other hand, the mental burden is equally severe.

It felt like I had been staying up all night for a week straight and then experienced an extreme sport like a full marathon.

Every cell was protesting against him, and every nerve was sending out signals of exhaustion.

"my child……"

Nari's voice became unusually gentle as she lightly stroked his back with her softest tentacles, the movement as light as a feather:

"It's all because Mom is too weak. If Mom were stronger, you wouldn't have to suffer like this..."

Upon hearing this, Ron looked up at the enormous, ancient being before him.

Under the "superhuman perception" vision, he keenly sensed that Nari's condition was far from as relaxed as it appeared.

The subtle trembling at the tips of some tentacles, the occasional weary glint in some eyes, and the slightly dimming life force.

These details all tell him that the battle with Magus's clone was by no means without cost.

That was, after all, the First Throne of the Supreme Apostle; even if it was just an avatar, it possessed terrifying power that inspired awe.

To defeat him so quickly, Nari must have paid a heavy price.

“Mom…” Ron’s voice was a little hoarse, “You must be very tired too, right?”

"No! Mom isn't tired at all!"

Nari's reaction was somewhat excessive; he strained to open all his eyes as wide as possible and said defiantly:
"Mom is just... just a little excited! After all, she just taught that annoying old spider a lesson!"

At this point, her main tentacle made a squashing gesture, trying to appear relaxed and cheerful.

But Ron was even more worried by her attempts to hide her exhaustion.

"Well... I'll go and rest for a bit first."

He didn't press the matter further, knowing that arguing at this moment would only make Nari more anxious.

"I'll talk to my mom again once I've regained some strength."

Upon hearing this suggestion, Nari's eyes immediately lit up with obvious joy.

"Mom has prepared a special recovery pod for you!"

Her voice became excited again, clearly pleased to be able to take care of him:
"This is something Mom researched for a long time before making, and it works better than any magic potion!"

She quickly wove a delicate "bed" with her tentacles, the surface of which was covered with a biofilm as soft as silk.

But that wasn't enough; then, the surrounding seabed began to undergo wondrous changes.

The coral reefs automatically rearrange themselves to form a private resting space;

Bioluminescent plankton gather around, providing soft lighting;
Even the temperature of the seawater is subtly adjusting, becoming more comfortable and pleasant.

The interior structure of the massage chamber is so ingenious it's breathtaking.

Countless hair-thin tentacles are arranged in an orderly manner on the inner wall, each of which can release a bio-current of a specific frequency.

As Ron lay down, the tentacles immediately began to work, gently stimulating his acupoints with electric currents, promoting blood circulation and energy recovery.

Even more amazingly, the massage chamber is filled with a specially formulated nutrient solution.

These liquids have a pale golden hue and exude a life-giving fragrance. They can be directly absorbed through the skin to replenish the depleted life essence.

"Sleep well, my baby..."

Nari’s gentle voice rang in his ears like a lullaby.

Some of the tentacles were still gently swaying, creating a cradle-like rhythm:

"Mom will watch over you and will absolutely not let anyone disturb your rest..."

In such a comfortable environment, Ron quickly fell into a deep sleep.

The fatigue slowly dissipated like the receding tide, and vitality began to steadily recover.

While he was resting, Nari quietly turned to another important task.

The black energy crystal she had obtained from Magus was still writhing restlessly in her tentacles.

Even though Magus's consciousness has dissipated, the nature of his power still retains a strong repulsiveness.

Each touch causes a tiny distortion in space, as if reality itself is protesting the existence of this force.

"The binding properties of the void threads..."

Nari's several eyes were fixed on the crystal, their gazes fixed on it with intense concentration.

As someone born into chaos, her understanding of various forces far surpasses the imagination of ordinary people:
"If I could integrate this ability into my network of tentacles, children would be safer..."

She began the absorption process with extreme care.

This is an extremely precise energy reconstruction.

Nari needs to merge Magus's Void properties with his own Chaotic nature.

If out of control, the two very different forces could trigger a catastrophic explosion.

But as a being born chaotic, Nari possesses unique advantages.

The inclusiveness of chaotic forces allows her to digest and transform almost any form of energy.

This is also the fundamental reason why she dared to attempt this dangerous fusion.

As the absorption process proceeded, Nari's body began to undergo subtle yet profound changes.

The originally relatively simple tentacle forms began to differentiate, with some tentacles developing fine, thread-like branching structures at their ends.

These newly formed "thread tentacles" shimmered with a dark light, inheriting some characteristics of Magus's Void Binding.

Although its power is far less than the original, it already possesses the basic concept of binding ability.

More importantly, it has a numerical advantage.

Magus can manipulate tens of thousands of threads at a time, while Nari's tentacles are virtually limitless if she so desires.

"This feeling……"

Nari gently stroked the newly grown silken tentacles, a look of satisfaction in her eyes. She tried to weave a small protective net with these new tentacles, and the effect exceeded her expectations:

"Not only can it restrict the enemy's movements, but it can also interfere with their ability release, making it more reliable to protect children in the future."

The absorption process lasted for most of the day.

When the last trace of black energy was completely digested, Nari's aura underwent a noticeable change.

The originally pure chaotic fluctuations are now mixed with the cold, desolate qualities of the void, making her power more diverse and unpredictable.

But Nari did not immediately rejoice at this promotion.

Instead, she began working on another, more meticulous task.

That is—to prepare a gift for Ron.

After careful separation and purification, the Void Essence, stripped of all traces of Magus's power, presents a completely new appearance.

A silvery-black luster, like liquid mercury, flows slowly in a specially made container, exuding a mysterious aura that transcends reality.

These substances seem to exist on the edge of reality, sometimes solid, sometimes ethereal, like living abstract concepts.

Simply gazing at them evokes a call from the void.

"This is the purest part that a mother can extract for her child..."

Nari carefully sealed these precious essences:

"Although the quantity is small, the purity has reached its limit... It should be of great help to his sword..."

When Ron woke up in the massage pod, he felt as if he had been reborn.

Not only did my fatigue completely disappear, but my mental energy also returned to its peak.

Even more surprisingly, all bodily functions have been significantly improved, as if I have undergone a profound life sublimation.

"How are you feeling, my darling?"

Nari's voice was full of anticipation.

All eyes were on him, like a mother waiting for her child to comment on the meal she had prepared:
"Is Mom's massage pod pretty good?"

"It's...unbelievable."

Ron praised sincerely, while moving his fully recovered body.

Every muscle is brimming with power, and every nerve is transmitting signals of comfort:

"This restorative effect is more miraculous than any potion I have ever seen."

Upon hearing the praise, all of Nari's tentacles swayed happily.

But soon, she turned her attention to the special container holding the essence of the void.

"My child, Mom has also prepared a special gift for you."

Her voice became somewhat hesitant, as if she was worried that her gift wasn't good enough:
"This is the purest essence extracted from that old spider. Mom thinks it should be very helpful for your sword..."

Ron took the container and immediately sensed the terrifying energy it contained.

Although it has been carefully purified by Nari, the essential properties of the Void Essence remain, radiating an awe-inspiring pressure.

"Mother……"

He looked at the ancient being before him who had given everything for him, and a slight tingling sensation rose in his heart once more:

"You always..."

"You're not allowed to say thank you!"

Nari interrupted him "fiercely".

Dozens of tiny eyes made a threatening expression, but the threat looked more like a pout:
"If a child thanks their mother, the mother will get angry! She'll lock the child in a dark room!"

But the doting look in her eyes completely revealed her true feelings.

For her, sacrificing for the "child" is a matter of course, and she neither needs nor should be thanked.

Ron shook his head helplessly, but he understood Nari's insistence and could only keep it in mind.
Arriving at the experimental table specially built for him, Ron began to carefully analyze the Void Essence in his hand.

Under the "superhuman" perspective, these substances reveal a stunningly complex structure.

Countless microscopic spatial folds and distortions are like four-dimensional fragments in a three-dimensional world.

"The essence of conceptual constraints..."

He gently stroked the container's walls, sensing the void-like quality it contained:
"It's not a simple physical constraint, but a conceptual restriction on the existence of the target..."

Ron took the magic sword out of his spatial bag and began to devise a fusion plan.

The demonic sword slowly transformed in his hand, changing from a longsword into an elegant longbow.

The bow is made of active metal, with energy patterns flowing across its surface like blood vessels, pulsating rhythmically with the user's heartbeat.

The most crucial part is the bowstring, which is currently made of pure magic, making it the ideal vessel for integrating the essence of the void.

"If we could incorporate the Void Threads property of Magus into the bowstring..."

As Ron analyzed the process, he began to precisely control the fusion process:
"Perhaps it can not only cause physical damage, but also fundamentally restrict the enemy's abilities..."

The fusion process was more dangerous than anticipated.

The conceptual characteristics of the Void Essence clashed violently with the active structure of the Demon Sword itself, causing the space around the entire experimental platform to begin to visibly distort.

The air became viscous, the light was bent, and even the flow of time seemed to be affected.

The boundary between reality and nothingness becomes blurred, creating a sense of fear as if one were standing on the edge of a cliff.

Nari, who was standing nearby, immediately sensed the danger and released chaotic power from all the tentacles at the same time to establish a stable force field around the experimental area.

Her chaotic nature played a key role, acting as a glue to reconcile the conflict between two very different forces.

“Be careful, child…” Nari’s voice was tense:

"This power is very unstable; the slightest mistake could..."

"I know."

Ron's voice was unusually focused, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead:
"But if this integration succeeds, its value will be immeasurable..."

With Nari's precise energy regulation, the fusion process was miraculously successful.

The new bowstring has an eerie semi-transparent appearance, with deep, starry patterns flowing across its surface.

When Ron gently stroked the strings, he could feel the void quality contained within them.

It was a wonderful feeling of touching the edge of reality, as if your fingers could penetrate space itself.

[Bonus: Magic (Proficient) Experience Points +1]

[Material Shaping (Proficient) Experience Points +1]

Alchemy (Mastery) Experience Points +1

……

[The Demon Sword gains a new trait: Ability Binding]

[Ability Binding: Arrows fired from a bowstring can consume additional mana to carry the Void trait, binding certain abilities of the target to a certain extent. The effect is related to mental strength.]

The prompt on the panel made Ron happy.

But what excited him even more was the potential for further evolution shown by the magic sword.

"That's not all..."

He stared at the weapon in his hand, and an even bolder idea surfaced in his mind:

"Since it can integrate with the properties of the void, can it also develop other forms... such as stringed instruments..."

Guided by his consciousness, the demon sword began to attempt new transformations.

As the bow gradually expanded, the number of strings increased, eventually forming an elegant multi-stringed instrument.

The instrument retains the magical sword's active properties, changing color according to the player's emotions.

It turns deep red when angry, pale blue when calm, and shimmers with golden light when excited.

The strings, incorporating the properties of the essence of the void, can generate special sound waves that directly affect the mind.

"That possibility..."

Ron tentatively plucked the strings.

Sound waves are like invisible fingers, capable of directly touching the listener's mental structure and producing a variety of subtle effects.

Some notes can bring a deep sense of peace and relaxation, as if they can wash away the weariness of the soul;
Some of them can trigger primal fears and anxieties, making the listener feel the malice from the abyss;
Some notes are deceptive, capable of confusing judgment and memory.

"However, it's not perfect yet."

Ron frowned as he analyzed the limitations of the new form:
"The current materials and energy structure are not yet able to support truly complex spiritual compositions; more research and special materials are needed..."

Even in this rudimentary form, the multi-stringed instrument has already demonstrated impressive potential.

Nari watched quietly from the side, seeing her "child" so focused and excited by her gift.

That sense of accomplishment brought her more joy than any increase in power.

Was Mom's gift useful?

She asked cautiously, her voice tinged with expectation and a hint of unease:
"If we need any other materials, Mom can try to find them... There are all sorts of strange things in the abyss..."

"It's already perfect."

That was the only answer Ron could give, as he transformed the lyre back into his longsword form.

"With you by my side, I feel like the luckiest person in the world."

He spoke softly to Nari, his voice tinged with tenderness.

Upon hearing this, all of Nari's tentacles began to sway happily.

Although she wouldn't allow herself to say thank you, deep down she still longed for recognition.

This feeling of being needed is more precious than any power.

"So……"

A look of anticipation appeared in her eyes:
"Does the child have any other research interests? Mom's lab has everything, feel free to use it!"

(End of this chapter)