I became a god through archaeology in the Wizarding World.

"Ding, ding, ding~"

Instead of the expected dull thud of flesh being pierced, there was a series of crisp sounds, like glass hitting a steel plate.

The entire room fell silent.

Amidst the swirling ice shards, Rhodes remained standing in the same spot, without even changing his posture.

Those ice spears, powerful enough to pierce through rock, shattered into primordial ice powder the moment they touched his skin, as if hitting an invisible wall.

As the ice shards scattered, sharp-eyed viewers vaguely noticed that beneath Rhodes's originally grayish-white rocky skin, there seemed to be a very faint and eerie purple glow flowing.

"This...this is impossible!"

For the first time, a crack appeared on Lynn Frostwhisper's usually icy face.

Her pupils contracted sharply, and her fingers gripping the staff trembled in disbelief.

This is a first-level spell! Even a knight of the same level wearing heavy armor would be riddled with thorns!

"Is this all you've got?"

Rhodes patted the remaining ice crystals off his shoulder and said calmly, "It's a bit chilly, but not cold enough to freeze someone to death."

"Arrogant!"

Lynn was utterly enraged. As the family's genius, she had never been so humiliated.

She bit her tongue hard, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the staff in her hand.

The high-level enchanted item named "Winter's Lament" instantly burst forth with a dazzling blue light.

"Since you're so thick-skinned, then we'll seal you in ice forever!"

"The Eternal Ice Coffin!"

boom!

The water element in the air surged wildly, and the ice beneath Rhode's feet instantly grew upwards. The cold air from all directions transformed into four huge, thick ice walls, pressing hard towards the center!

This is not just freezing, but physical compression of several tons!

"Click click click~~"

The ice coffin closed, completely sealing Rhodes inside a huge blue crystal.

In the stands, the elementalist instructor finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "It's over. Even magical beasts would suffocate to death if sealed in the Eternal Ice Coffin."

Instructor Galon narrowed his eyes, his grip on the wine glass creaking as he stared intently at the massive ice coffin.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Just as the referee was about to announce the result of the match, a deep, drum-like thud came from inside the ice coffin.

Boom!

A crack appeared on the surface of the ice coffin.

Boom! !

The cracks expanded rapidly, spreading across the entire crystal like a spider web.

Boom! ! !

With a deafening explosion, the massive ice coffin shattered!

Amidst the flying ice shards, a figure enveloped in black energy burst forth like a cannonball.

Rhodes activated [Steel Mane]!

The sharp shards of ice that should have pierced his body didn't even leave a mark under the dual defense of [Stone Skin] and [Crystal Armor].

He was like a runaway heavy tank, ignoring all deceleration and freezing, instantly covering a distance of tens of meters and rushing to Lynn's side.

Lynn raised his staff in terror, trying to cast a Fire Resistance Ring, but it was too late.

A large hand, covered in rock-like textures, roughly grasped the exquisite staff, and then...

"Snap!"

The priceless [Winter's Lament] was crushed in two by Rhodes's terrifying grip!

Immediately afterwards, the large hand passed through the three shields surrounding Lynn without any hindrance and stopped an inch in front of her slender, fair neck.

The violent force of the punch tousled Lynn's silver hair and stung her cheeks.

Rhodes looked down at the Ice Queen, who was limp in mid-air, his eyes filled with nothing but beastly indifference, showing no pity whatsoever.

"Miss Mage."

Rhodes's deep, hoarse voice echoed through the deathly silent arena: "Your magic can't penetrate my skin."

Lynn stared at the large hand that could crush her throat at any moment, her arrogance completely crumbling, replaced by unbelievable fear.

"I...I give up."

The annual performance review is over.

The name Rod Griffin was etched into everyone's minds with an extremely domineering presence.

Magic-immune, humanoid monster, mage nemesis... all sorts of titles circulated in the academy.

Students from the Bloodline system walked with their heads held high, while those from the Elemental system were shrouded in gloom and despair.

But Rhodes, the protagonist, was not basking in the joy of victory at this moment.

Late at night, in a secret room of the Bloodline Tower.

Mentor Galon pushed a heavy wooden box in front of Rhodes, his fat face trembling with laughter.

"Good lad! You really made me proud! You didn't see that old popsicle's expression back then, it was worse than if he'd swallowed a fly! Hahaha!"

Rod smiled politely and opened the wooden box.

Inside lay a test tube containing a black liquid as deep as the starry sky, and a parchment scroll.

"This is the reward for being a champion."

Galon explained, "The Abyssal Dragon's spinal fluid is a rare second-ring material that can greatly enhance your bone strength. And that scroll is a special pass to the Royal Library."

A glint of light flashed in Rhodes' eyes.

Yalong spinal fluid is a controlled substance, and it's not commonly found even on the black market.

"Thank you, mentor."

Rhodes put away the box, exchanged a few pleasantries with his mentor, and then left the office to return to his residence.

Instead of resting immediately, he took out the [Abyssal Dragon Spinal Fluid].

Without hesitation, Rod tilted his head back and drank the bitter, foul-smelling liquid in one gulp.

boom!

A surge of scalding heat exploded from my stomach, spreading down my spine and throughout my body, causing my bones to crackle and pop.

The excruciating pain left Rhodes drenched in sweat; it was a pain that struck straight to his soul, a pain that even his body, which had undergone numerous modifications, could not endure.

After gritting his teeth and persevering for a while, Rhodes suddenly felt everything go black before his eyes and then fainted.

......

The first rays of morning light pierced through the gaps in the heavy curtains, cutting through the darkness in the room.

Rod stood in front of the full-length mirror, shirtless.

The excruciating pain from last night, which felt like my bones were being shattered and then reassembled, has completely subsided. In its place is an unprecedented sense of heaviness and fulfillment, and my sense of strength has increased exponentially.

This heaviness is not a burden, but rather the texture brought about by the high density of the material.

Rod raised his right hand, his fingers tapping lightly on his collarbone.

"Clang, clang."

It was no longer the dull sound of bones, but rather a crisp echo similar to the clinking of metal.

As a surgeon in his previous life, Rod has an almost obsessive understanding of human anatomy.

He could clearly feel that his bone density had increased at least three times.

He picked up the enchanted dagger from the table, hesitated slightly, then his eyes narrowed, and he aimed the tip of the dagger at his left forearm, slashing it open with a sharp cut.

Blood seeped out, revealing the stark white bones beneath... no, not white.

Beneath the rolled-up flesh, Rhodes' ulna was a chillingly dark black, its surface smooth as a mirror, gleaming with a cold metallic luster, as if cast from black iron.

"Black bones..."

Rhodes reached out and touched the piece of black bone, feeling its cold, hard texture against his fingertips.

The mental "Species Atlas" provided timely feedback.

[Skeletal remodeling completed]

[Current Status: Abyssal Dragonbone (Thin)]

【Features: High density, high hardness, slight resistance to Dragon's Roar】

"very good."

Then, Rhodes watched as his wounds slowly healed thanks to his powerful physique.

Previously, when using the [Steel Mane Giant Arm], he was always worried that his bones would collapse before the enemy, since it was a forced graft of the muscle power of a magical beast onto the fragile human skeleton.

But now, this black skeleton is enough to support even more ferocious output.

Moreover, that slight resistance to dragon's might meant that he had a greater immunity when facing mental pressure from higher-level beings.