Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 435 Fallen Demons and Stinginess

After assessing the situation, Ruger smiled slightly. These spirit hairs no longer needed the help of Miscellaneous Hair No. 1 to fly in the air.

This is related to their own progress, as well as his current identity. Herding his own spirit hair is his ability, which allows him to provide more help to these little guys. Similarly, these little guys will also provide him with more assistance under herding, including life and combat, and even exploration of the world. Everything depends on how he raises these little guys in the future.

Ruger's heart stirred, and he looked up at the dome.

The vibrations in the bedroom space lessened without him even noticing. It seemed his previous judgment was correct. He had become a wizard, a clearer and more stable anchor point, making the bedroom space more stable. He tried to resonate with the space, but the occasional small cracks did not lessen much. They still appeared from time to time and then quickly recovered.

"Master! Master! I! I've become different!"

Zamao No. 1 suddenly sprang up, shouting excitedly, and circled around Luger.

Luger noticed that it was more agile and swift than before when it flew past him.

Watching it fly around, Luger didn't rush to pay attention, letting it play and vent its frustrations for the time being.

Ruger raised his hand and clenched his fist. He understood how Zamao No. 1 felt at this moment, because he felt the same way. It was a feeling of being reborn, with strong mental power and active vitality, as if he had inexhaustible energy.

A single-circle compound spell, the stingy fallacy magic.

He didn't rush to leave the experimental corner. Now that the space had stabilized, he felt at ease and could slowly examine the changes in himself.

As for the strange power that penetrates the spatial barrier, and that wondrous and domineering power of attraction, Luger was already able to easily resist it when he was halfway through his advancement. As long as he didn't leave this space, there wouldn't be any major problems.

Ultimately, that person only wanted to gather followers, not to kill these lowly creatures using special means.

The believers, comprised of wizards and their apprentices, may be an important requirement for the other party at a certain stage of their ascension to godhood.

Ruger took a deep breath, trying to control his somewhat excited emotions.

There were so many things he wanted to try, and so many things he didn't understand that he wanted to explore. For a moment, his calm heart was filled with excitement again.

He ultimately chose to try the spell first, even though trying the Stingy Corruption magic here was bound to have mistakes, since there were no enemies present, but he still wanted to understand the general effects of the spell as soon as possible.

Solidified spells, at will.

The extremely low energy consumption meant that even a vast amount of mental energy didn't fluctuate much.

As expected, Ruger's body began to grow taller, his arms widened, and his skin color began to change, revealing swirling patterns that would make ordinary people dizzy. He moved his shoulders, making cracking sounds, as if he had suddenly generated inexhaustible strength. He moved his neck, and a pair of backward-curving horns began to emerge from the top of his head, with swirling patterns on them as well.

Until the very end, he kept moving and stretching his body, adapting to the initial changes.

It goes without saying that it's higher than before.

He frowned slightly. Being trapped here was really inconvenient. Ever since his body had risen, he had felt a magical power surrounding him, but he hadn't been able to test it. Now, sensing it carefully, it seemed to be a stingy spell, continuously emanating from his demonic body. He nodded in satisfaction. As for the extent of the effect and whether seeing him would affect him, he still needed to test it out.

Zero-ring spell slot, foul-smelling skin, cast instantly with a thought in mind.

Ruger looked down at the patterns on his body. The moment the spell was cast, those concentric circles of patterns became clearer than ever before.

Ruger had a vague sense of their effects, but he was unable to verify them.

He raised his hand and gently touched them, once again longing for an enemy to appear before him. Suddenly, as he stroked the patterns, feeling the changes in his spirit and power, feeling the magic surging around him, feeling the ring of spell models, a sudden realization dawned on him.

Stinginess is a magic trick, the devil of stinginess.

Luger tilted his head, and although he didn't quite understand, he instinctively felt that perhaps this seemingly useless name was the biggest gain of the trip.

Since there's no opportunity to try, let's look at things we can try.

Ruger carefully sensed every change in his body. This spell provided an all-round improvement to him, from mental power to physical strength. For example, in terms of mental power, it was more effective than casting Mental Boil alone. As for its slight resistance to mental confusion, it seemed to have become stronger, but he still couldn't test it. In addition, under the state of the Miserly Demon, he felt that his mental space had become more stable.

Ruger felt frustrated by his attempts at magic, so he decided to experiment with other things instead.

He waved his hand to dispel the spell, summoning a swarm of furry creatures.

As he moved, he fell backward, and a group of fluffy things flew over and supported him from behind, like a chair suspended in mid-air.

Ruger smiled slightly, examining the fur in front of him. These furs were different; they were part of the previous fur ball and were going to take on other important tasks.

The shepherd's hourglass of impermanence.

Some of the mischievous little ones gradually quieted down, their life warrior mark and their hearts beating in unison, creating a strange resonance between the three.

Immediately afterwards, some of these little guys who had met the conditions seemed to know their mission and rushed towards Luger, becoming part of their master once again, their fur turning reddish.

A feeling of weakness welled up in Luger's heart, and the Life Warrior Mark was also working in his favor, making him even weaker.

Instead, he laughed.

The Bloodline Hourglass sacrificed some of its power, leaving it by his side in another form, just like these furry creatures. But he believes he gained more, because in sacrificing some advantages, he also broke through limitations.

These fluffy hourglasses are not as stable as the original bloodline hourglasses described, and their effects are weaker. They may even reverse beyond the planned end. However, they have no limitations and can be reversed again immediately to continue suppressing and purifying the bloodline. Compared to this, apart from the weakened effect, everything else is a minor inconvenience. Of course, it is also a real inconvenience, requiring constant attention to these mischievous little things.

As for the Bloodline Hourglass being weaker than before, Ruger believes that this can be addressed by training Mao Mao in the future.

At least during this promotion, just as Karyu had said, he did not see the cursed lock.

As Luger sensed this, he suddenly raised an eyebrow and realized that he was shrinking.

Although he didn't revert to his original form, as the dragon bloodline receded from him, he had shrunk by a head in a short period of time, but fortunately, this change gradually stopped.

Ruger's eyes lit up. He wasn't discouraged by his shrinking, after all, he wasn't actually short. He saw more possibilities in this change, such as using this method to cultivate more and stronger Hourglass Furfs in the future and using it as a means of disguising his identity, which might be more effective than those people's simple magical disguises.

"Ee! Ee-ya!"

The Blood Curse Doll emerged from its fur.

This must have been its sweetest sleep, because it enjoyed part of its sublime power while sleeping.

There were some hairs on the Blood Curse Doll that could be used as hourglasses. It was unclear whether a few hairs were accidentally plucked during the sublimation process or if some hairs that had completed their transformation ended up on this creature. The little guy was babbling and looked like it was ready to go.

(End of this chapter)