Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 138 Ability Points Collected

Defense is often more difficult than offense. Wayne maintained his shield, constantly blocking the stag-headed demon's attacks, until Triss used her magic to rescue all five children bound to the totem. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, feeling somewhat exhausted both physically and mentally.

Fortunately, Triss was quite reliable. Before leaving, she didn't forget to cast a spell to completely ignite the giant totem.

Although the dark magic continued, Wayne could clearly feel that the effects on him were diminishing, and he believed that it wouldn't be long before he was completely free from the magic's influence.

This action enraged the stag spirit, whose vines lashed out at Wayne like a storm, forcing him to abandon maintaining Quen's shield and use rapid rolls to dodge the whistling whips.

Even so, he was still slapped several times on the face and back. Although there was no bleeding, it was still extremely painful, which made Wayne's anger begin to build.

Soon, he changed his strategy, using his extraordinary speed to escape the Leshen's attack range and began using honeycomb bombs and Dragon's Dream to attack the giant Leshen with fire.

Boom! As an alchemical bomb, the honeycomb bomb possessed immense destructive power. When it exploded on the stag-headed demon, the impact sent the enormous monster staggering back several steps.

The deer-headed spirit could no longer maintain its stability. Not only was the bark and skin on its body constantly cracked from the explosion, but some small branches were also blown off, causing continuous injuries to its body.

The flames formed by the Dragon's Dream, due to the special fuel, clung to the Deer-Headed Spirit like a bone-deep infection, burning fiercely. The bark and resin on its body acted as the best accelerant, making it impossible for the spirit to escape the scorching flames.

Reality is not a game; there's no limit of three or four bombs. While Lord Wayne may not have many other things, he certainly has a ton of alchemical bombs.

Taking advantage of the lure spirit's burning moment, he quickly pulled out the magic-patterned storage bag on his chest and took out even more alchemical bombs. Like a barbecue party, he began throwing bombs without regard to cost.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Everything in the universe has its counterpart. Although the deer-headed spirit was proficient in various spells and had a powerful body, its withered body was visibly weakening under the constant burning of flames.

However, the deer-headed spirit did not give up. When it discovered that even rolling in the mud could not extinguish the flames of the Dragon's Dream on its body...

It suddenly opened its mouth and let out a desolate roar. As it waved its hands, dark clouds quickly filled the sky, a strong wind blew in the rocky area, and muffled thunder rumbled continuously from the black clouds.

In less than five minutes, a torrential downpour began in the entire area of ​​rocks, with so much rainwater pouring down that even the flames on the deer-headed spirit's body were extinguished.

Even Wayne was caught off guard by this situation. The records in the books did not mention that the stag could change the weather or summon rain.

After a brief moment of shock, Wayne immediately took action.

Now that it has happened, he can only try his best to make amends. He dodged the Deer-Headed Spirit's attack range and took advantage of any openings to throw a few more Dragon Dream Bombs.

Fortunately, the flames of Dragon Dream were not ordinary flames. Although the heavy rain prevented the fire from burning very fiercely, it also prevented it from being completely extinguished.

Unfortunately, the flames couldn't kill the stag-headed spirit. With the nourishment of the rain, the stag-headed spirit, which had just been severely injured, seemed to be recovering. Its aura even showed signs of gradually growing stronger, and it even managed to take the time to attack again with its vines.

Just as Wayne was starting to feel a bit tricky, the badge on his chest suddenly became sensitive and began to tremble slightly.

My badge trembled...

Wayne turned his head and realized that, without realizing it, he had once again approached the giant totem, which had been burned to a crisp.

When he was rescuing those children, the badge on his chest reacted, which he initially thought was the effect of dark magic.

But now, the totem has been burned to a crisp, and the black magic on it has been dispelled. Unexpectedly, the badge is still reacting. It seems that there is something fishy going on inside this huge totem.

With this in mind, Wayne immediately abandoned all other senses, entered a brief meditative state, and transferred all his mental energy to the totem.

All sounds around him disappeared, and his perception of magic was amplified several times over. He could clearly feel not only the flow of magic within his body but also the flow of magic around him.

Sure enough, Wayne soon noticed that the ability to summon rain was not solely due to the leopard-headed spirit's own power; the charred totem also seemed to be playing a significant role, or more precisely, it was being activated from some unknown part within the totem.

Although his magical perception wasn't particularly sharp, he could vaguely sense that within the giant totem, a continuous stream of chaotic magic was spreading outwards, and then, guided by the stag spirit, it was flying into the sky, towards the clouds, influencing the reactions within those clouds.

Seeing this, Wayne had no time to hesitate. He first threw two honeycomb bombs at the bottom of the totem, and then raised an enhanced version of the Aard sign in his left hand. As the charcoal at the bottom of the totem cracked from the honeycomb bombs, the Aard sign in his hand struck the bottom of the totem hard.

Click! Click! Click!

Amidst the sounds of wood cracking and sawdust flying, the totem, primarily composed of trees, was snapped in two by the Alder sign, collapsing backward and revealing what was hidden at its base.

It was a highly condensed mass of chaotic magic, the driving force behind the large-scale dark magic used by the stag-headed spirit. It looked like a glowing purple orb.

Before this, it was covered by various magical substances on the outside of the totem. Even Triss, who was particularly sensitive to magic, did not notice its existence. Otherwise, the two of them might have chosen this place as their first target.

Just as Wayne was pondering what this was, a system notification suddenly sounded in his mind.

Ding! A magic node has been triggered. Absorbing it will grant you three ability points.

Is it absorbed?

Wayne was taken aback at first, then overjoyed, not expecting that there was a magic node in front of him.

This stag-headed spirit is truly cunning. It used its totem technology to envelop the magic node within its totem, not only concealing the magic node but also using it as an energy source for dark magic. No wonder it was able to control so many wolves and trolls.

If this deer-headed spirit were given more time, no one could say how far he would grow.

And now, it is actually able to use the magic of this magic node to turn its defeat around.

After considering for a few seconds, Wayne no longer hesitated and directly chose to absorb the magic node.

In an instant, an invisible force emanated from his body, and the magic node not far from him seemed to be summoned by something. The highly condensed magical energy directly merged into his body at a speed that was unimaginable to ordinary people.

However, this magic did not affect his body; instead, under the influence of that mysterious power, it rapidly merged into his soul.

Moreover, after the highly condensed magical energy in front of him was completely absorbed, the magical energy he absorbed afterward did not decrease; on the contrary, even more magical energy was drawn from that node.

After about several tens of seconds, once the entire magical node was completely drained by the mysterious power within him, a crack-like scene replaced the original magical light and appeared at the node's location.

Ding! Energy absorption complete. Current ability points: 10.

Seeing the ten ability points displayed by the system, Wayne couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. It had been more than two years since he came to this world, and he had finally collected enough ability points to unlock the power of the Ancient Blood.

Although this ability is bound to be accompanied by all sorts of conspiracies and schemes, it is also a powerful force, a force that transcends ordinary people, allowing him to break through the limitations of a Witcher and become an even more powerful being.

However, now is not the time to think about these issues. As the magic node disappeared, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated at an eerie speed, and the torrential rain also stopped.

Upon noticing this change, the deer-headed spirit, who was slowly recovering, couldn't help but let out an angry roar, which was also a roar of despair.

Without the help of the torrential rain, the flames that were still burning began to expand rapidly, enveloping the deer-headed spirit in flames once again.

Seeing this, Wayne showed no mercy. Instead, he took advantage of the situation and brought out more honeycomb bombs and Dragon's Dream, launching a saturation bombardment on the Leshen.

The battle lasted for another ten minutes or so. Wayne kept throwing bombs from a distance and occasionally used the Igni sign to intensify the fire, without engaging in close combat with the stag-headed demon.

Finally, when the damage reached a certain critical point, the deer-headed spirit's withered body could no longer withstand the flames, and like a lifeless puppet, it fell backward.

And the flames on its body, as if freed from some kind of suppression, began to burn even more intensely.

Even so, Wayne remained quite cautious and did not choose to approach until, accompanied by cracking sounds, the stag's limbs were broken into mangled pieces by the flames.

Only then did he truly realize that the monster was dead.

(End of this chapter)