Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 394 Failure and Feasibility

The transformation and leap of life are something Luger can never forget. He vividly recalls the wonderful experience of witnessing Lord Kurt's advancement and transformation up close and in quietude. At one point, it felt as if his own body was yearning for that leap and transformation as well.

If his desire to become stronger and a powerful wizard was previously a spiritual yearning, now it's as if his unconscious, instinctive biological desire has been revealed, a natural longing that he no longer needs to think about.

Longing to gradually reach that unseen height, to become a being that can withstand the test of time.

Exploring the mysteries of life has always been a major area of ​​interest for wizards, a subject that will never end, and a journey of exploration that will never cease.

Its driving force stems from the instinctive yearning and desire of life.

As Ruger read the notes, through the hands of this young man, who was also older than him, he glimpsed a corner of an ancient wizard's quest for the mysteries of life, a large-scale experiment.

This so-called fraud, deceiving that mysterious river, and even studying the river itself, was merely a branch of preparation for a large-scale experiment.

However, it is clear that something unexpected happened in this experiment, or rather, in this branch of the experiment.

The notes mention that the basis for their guess was the tattered scroll in their possession.

In normal experiments, even if they fail, the relevant records will be properly preserved. Even for things of extremely high status, if simply recording them could cause disaster or curses, in addition to the option of sealing them away, there will be an option to completely destroy them.

Ruger raised an eyebrow.

But his encounter with that tattered scroll was enough to inspire his teacher, Lord Emmanuel.

It seems that his teacher, Lord Emmanuel, had many ideas at the time, and that obtaining this ancient scroll would take him a step further, while the spell, the inspiration for the demonic body, was just a byproduct of many things.

His teacher meticulously recorded the birth of the spell in his notes, from the initial spark of inspiration, to the preliminary conception and borrowing from other spells, to the experimentation, the initial formation, and finally the abandonment.

Ruger remembered that the spellbook that included this spell had a poor review of the Demon Body spell, and even vaguely pointed out that it was an unfinished half-finished product.

This subtle hint was confirmed in the notebook, but it was by no means a half-finished product in the conventional sense. Its cessation was not due to failure, but because its teacher chose to preserve it. The spell reached a strange and unstable state, which was mentioned again later in the notebook. It is not accurate to describe it as unstable; it should be described as a kind of hyperadaptation, like a good friend who is particularly able to accept others. The so-called preservation is to preserve this strange characteristic.

His Excellency Emmanuel also spent some time at the time searching for people with a high compatibility with this spell in order to cooperate in the experiment and truly witness the wonder of this minor spell.

Unfortunately, finding a compatible partner is not such an easy thing.

Ruger recalled the scene when the other party mentioned this spell during their first meeting.

In the notes, if a person with a high compatibility can solidify a spell, they can complete and modify the spell according to the subsequent ideas in the notes. If a spell with a high compatibility is solidified into a spell slot, it will be easier to use, and the rare and wonderful characteristics can be retained while modifying it.

Ruger stroked his chin.

He unleashed two Spirit Hair Nourishment spells in quick succession.

He has lost the chance to solidify his identity, but he still has a very high degree of compatibility mentioned in the notes, so it's worth a try.

Beyond success and failure, there are also the sure-fire gains of experience and insights.

Luger stretched.

Besides the Demon Body, he also wanted to practice on another familiar spell, one that had the same high compatibility but was simpler.

That is hair removal.

He has been exploring the model of the Demon Body spell for the past few days, but there are still some things missing. When he is stuck, he will think about the Hair Removal spell to change his approach.

High compatibility spells have one advantage when you play them: they create a seamless and harmonious experience. If it's also a spell that you practice frequently and are very skilled at, that's even better, as you can have a detailed perception of every subtle change when the spell model is activated.

With a wave of his hand, Luger arrived at the Abyss Bedroom Space.

"Follow me! Stay close to me... one, two! Hey! Hey! One, two! Hey hey! Follow my steps... one, two... hey hey..." As soon as Ruger came in, he saw a group of hairy people walking in a circle.

And what are these so-called footsteps? They don't have feet at all.

The one who could utter these words was clearly the great spirit god, Miscellaneous Hair Number One. The other spirit gods, even the most lively ones, could not speak smoothly, let alone become a chatterbox with a diverse vocabulary. That would require ample spiritual blessing from the unseen world.

Luger didn't rush to move, but stood still and watched them.

Led by Miscellaneous Hair Number One, the spirit hairs were strolling around, or rather, training, in the Abyss Bedroom space. They had now reached the blood pit where Squeak was lying asleep and were circling around the pit, gradually forming a circle.

"One, two...hehe...follow me...hehe..."

Soon these spirit hairs headed towards the black fruit tree in the distance.

Ruger noticed that the sparse hair No. 1 seemed to be emitting a bit of its own radiance, faintly enveloping and nourishing the pulsating spirit hairs, which was hard to notice without careful observation.

This is truly a selfless God.

Ruger found it somewhat amusing and unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth up.

As the spirit hairs gradually walked away, Luger also took a step and walked towards the busy Big Fool Hum.

Is Aiskin sleeping again?

Luger came up behind Big Fool and said.

"Luger, big brother."

Big Fool said in a muffled voice.

Since Luger acquired some more seeds and wandered around Blackhorn while waiting for his teacher, collecting some unusual mushrooms and more soil, they began to renovate the bedroom space.

Big Fool scratched his head, grunted twice, and led Luger to a corner.

There was a strange little flower there, planted by Aiskin, but that wasn't the point.

Big Fool Heng stretched out his hand and gestured.

Ruger then realized that this taciturn big guy was actually quite meticulous.

The boundary between this flower and the bedroom space has changed, meaning the bedroom space is slowly expanding.

When Karyu was still half-human, he once said that if he took the kobolds into his space, it might help the space grow.

Ruger suddenly turned his head and looked at the hundreds of spirit hairs jumping around under the tree in the distance.

Besides Aiskin and Big Fool, there's also the sleeping Squeak. The only things that can change the space here are those bouncing spirit hairs. This also confirms that their spirituality has developed to a certain level. They have potential and are capable. They are not ordinary magical creations; they are real living beings.

At the same time, Ruger also saw Aiskin.

The creature was sleeping under the tree, and from this angle, you could see it clearly. The spirit hairs were already hopping and jumping, leaping onto her at the command of Miscellaneous Hair Number One.

"Cross over Mount Aiskin! Heh! Heh! Try to keep up with me... cross over that wretched Mount Aiskin... heh-ho! heh..."

The spirit creatures began to circle the tree, climbing up one side and down the other each time they passed Aiskin, as if they were climbing over a huge mountain of flesh, occasionally slipping on the scales of the dragonborn kobolds.

Luger smiled and walked toward the rift leading to the abyss.

(End of this chapter)