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Chapter 130 Reincarnation (Part 1)

"Bang!"

On the empty ground, the gray stone fell heavily to the ground. It got up from the ground and rubbed its sore arm.

What kind of monster is this lizardman in front of me?

There are also lizardmen in their world, but they are a group of wandering thieves who have no civilization or complete heritage.

They were a group of thieves who liked to attack merchants and travelers in the wild or ambush passersby.

But the lizardman in front of it was completely different from any other lizardman it had encountered before.

As one of the strongest in their tribe, Graystone successfully transformed into a dwarven mountain heavy knight. He could crush not just one lizardman, but an entire lizardman army.

But when its iron fist, capable of shattering stone, landed on the lizardman, it was like hitting an incredibly hard piece of refined iron. The impact caused its calloused fist to ache terribly.

Lauren squinted, staring intently at Graystone.

He didn't have the advantage in the clash of strength just now, but his defense was stronger than his opponent's, and his claws, modified by his master, could easily tear through its flesh.

Graystone got up from the ground, clenched his thick arms into fists, and slammed them heavily onto the ground.

Click, click~

The earth cracked open, and chunks of soil mixed with gravel broke free from gravity, transforming into two thick shields that coalesced on its arms.

Magic - Earth Arm Shield.

Graystone let out a low shout, and a flash of silvery-gray light disappeared from its body.

The skin and hair were covered with a light gray layer.

Magic - Stone Skin.

After being imbued with two spells, the gray stone rushed towards Lauren once more.

But the more they fought, the more alarmed they became. Even with two spells cast to enhance their defense, they were still no match for this lizardman.

Graystone could sense that there was no magical fluctuation emanating from the other party.

In other words, it fights entirely on its own physical strength.

Graystone took a half step back. "I lost."

Failure is not success.

Graystone was unfazed; a draw or a loss would have the same result.

Because in this battle, there is no victory without defeat.

Lauren nodded silently.

It squinted at Graystone, and Lauren thought to himself, "I'll have a sparring partner from now on."

Since undergoing the transformation, the goblins have been no match for it, and even the demon goblins that have been transformed by the demon bloodline reagent have no problem with it.

Fighting the Four-Armed Mighty Demon was not enjoyable at all. The Four-Armed Mighty Demon was too strong. Although it had strong defense, it was not strong enough. It was easily swatted away like a mosquito every time.

On the contrary, the battle with Graystone gave it a thrilling and exhilarating hand-to-hand combat experience.

Graystone tentatively asked, "So, what do we need to do next?"

Lauren bared his teeth menacingly, his lips splitting, and leaned down to Greystone's ear, placing his hand on its shoulder. "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask. Do what your master tells you to do."

Listening to the report below, Lynn rubbed his temples.

"Put aside the purchase of weapons and equipment for now. Besides, aren't they dwarves? Dwarfs can make their own weapons and armor. Once we're settled, let them make a batch of weapons to practice with and see the quality of their craft."

Purchasing these dwarves nearly depleted Lynn's savings of magic stones, but fortunately, Lister's meditation treasures sustained the family.

Maintaining a group of followers requires money.

Keeping them alive would be easy, since food isn't expensive, but wizards need followers who can solve problems.

Weapons, armor, magical tools, bloodline cultivation, conversion rituals, and magical training.

However, things are only tight for a short period of time. Once this experiment he is involved in is over, he will have more time, Lynn thought to himself.

The experiments over there have recently reached a critical stage, so Lynn is very busy and can hardly find any time to spare.

Upon arriving at the inner courtyard of the Shadow World, Lynn went to Doragon's laboratory.

Abraham had arrived half an hour earlier than Lynn and had already prepared the materials needed for the day.

Abraham smiled broadly and waved to Lynn. "Lynn, you've come."

Lynn couldn't help but think that Abraham was indeed a kind-hearted young man, and a smile appeared on his face. "Yes."

Since she told him that she had been busy lately, Abraham didn't make any promises, but he, who usually arrived early, had already prepared some things for her in advance.

"This is the latest formation that the wizard Doragon taught us. I'll give it a try," Abraham said to Lynn.

Lynn looked at the new magic circle. Every time Doragon gave them a new magic circle, Lynn would carefully observe and learn from it. Lynn looked at the runes on the magic circle, and his expression turned serious. He was about to remind Abraham when he turned his head and found that Abraham had already poured his spiritual power into the magic circle.

The air grew still, and only Lynn's breathing could be heard in the room.

Lynn reached out to put his hand on Abraham's shoulder, but footsteps outside the door interrupted him.

Turning around, the wizard Doragon was already standing at the laboratory door.

His deep, dark eyes were fixed on Lynn.

Lynn stopped moving, and in the silent atmosphere, her heart began to race.

The laboratory is located in the wizard tower of Doragon, who is a veteran wizard who has accumulated experience as a first-level wizard for countless years, and he has also transformed himself into a lich.

Lynn had inquired about this wizard Doragon, and it was said that if it weren't for that experiment, he might have become a second-level wizard long ago.

Doragon's decision to expend a great deal of resources for his loved ones is neither right nor wrong. For wizards, as long as they can stand firm in their inner choices, it is worthwhile no matter the outcome.

"Your experiment is over," Doragon said slowly.

"Go to the outer room and choose a material you want." Doragon raised his hand, his fingers pointing towards the corridor outside.

Lynn paused for a moment, then decisively left the room.

Upon entering the hallway outside, one finds various materials laid out on a dining table.

At a glance, there are more than a dozen. These are the core materials for building wizard towers, but there are no very valuable core materials among them. They are basically the core materials used to build level one wizard towers.

Lynn's gaze fell on one of the materials.

"This will do," Lynn muttered to himself in the empty hall.

Then take this material and store it in your spatial ring.

Lynn looked at the tightly closed doors of the wizard tower and found a sofa in the hall to sit down.

After a while, footsteps came from the corridor behind them.

Abraham, looking somewhat pale, walked out of the room, with the wizard Doragon following behind him. Abraham casually picked up a piece of material from the table.

"I have something to do and will go out later. You go ahead," Abraham said to Lynn.

As Lynn left the wizard's tower in Doragon, the cold wind outside blew in.

A wry smile appeared on his face. He had just discovered that there were a few runes on the magic circle that were wrong. If those runes were connected, they would have a certain effect—reversal.

If we compare a magic circle to a pipe, where the wizard's spiritual energy was previously poured in and output, then this rune, after its change, allows external spiritual energy to be injected into it.

Lynn was also in the habit of checking the magic circle, and it was only because he had some knowledge of runic literature that he happened to discover the problem, but by the time he wanted to remind Abraham, it was too late.

Because Doragon had already appeared at the laboratory door and issued an order to leave, if he hadn't noticed the problem with the magic circle earlier, he might have been the one to come out later, since his aptitude was better than Abraham's.

As Lynn walked toward the landing point, he clutched his wizard's robes tighter around himself; the Shadow Plane felt unusually cold today.

(End of this chapter)