You are all my wings!

Coincidentally, Leon belongs to the former category, a rare individual who has mastered magical imagery to a high degree and developed multiple combination spells.

Soon, as he meditated, the familiar sense of resonance returned!

Chapter 140 Perfect Mastery of the Hurricane Flame Bullet

This sense of resonance is truly wonderful.

Lyon sensed that this resonance was rhythmic; the more detailed his process of dismantling the magical combination, the stronger the resonance would become from the sacred mural.

Under this powerful resonance, he found himself suddenly grasping many magical details that he had never understood before.

This feeling is very strange. The knowledge is still the knowledge I originally possessed, but under this resonance, I noticed many rough parts of my understanding.

Originally, perhaps having understood 90% of the principle, one could quickly chant and cast the spell.

But now, the most difficult part has also been completed.

Moreover, this process of completion is gradual, slowly guiding oneself, allowing one to see the magical imagery become more and more complete and solid from a high-level perspective.

It even reaches the point where, even if the magical imagery in one's mind is erased, one can instantly recall it again.

Leon was completely absorbed in it, feeling that he had reached the same level of mastery over this Hurricane Flame Shot spell as he had when casting rudimentary spells.

However, after reaching this level, he vaguely sensed that it was not enough, not enough!

This level is simply my original limit.

But above this level, there seems to be an even stronger hidden realm!

Yes, it's missing that finishing touch!

It lacks a certain strange charm, a core element that makes the magical imagery more vivid!

Once this core image is filled in, one might be able to perfectly master this magical image!

Once you reach this level, something even more amazing might happen right before your eyes!

Driven by this impulse and thirst for knowledge, he devoted himself to meditating on the magical imagery of the Hurricane Flame Bullet.

Resonating with the imagery of the salamander behemoth in the sacred mural, I continuously explore and experiment, searching for that crucial core imagery that brings the imagery to life.

Time passed slowly as he continued to delve deeper into his research.

Twenty-nine hours after the Marquis of Rhine and his entourage left.

Bovary stood anxiously near Lyon and said to Marc beside him:

"Look, Your Excellency has been meditating for a day and a half now and still hasn't woken up. Even if you have some understanding of the sacred murals, it shouldn't have taken this long. Could something have gone wrong?"

Mark stroked his chin, pondering:

"It's hard to say. Perhaps you are exceptionally talented and have truly grasped some essence. It's possible that you're so engrossed in it that you can't wake up for a while, isn't that possible?"

"The main concern is that your body might not be able to handle it. I've noticed that even though the Holy Maiden and Miss Iris have gained some insights, they have also had to stop meditating midway to replenish their food."

Bovary remained worried.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency is not someone who doesn't know his limits. With his physique, he can endure for several days without eating or drinking. Besides, the sacred mural is not something dangerous. He is probably just in a very wonderful state and is reluctant to withdraw."

Mark comforted him.

"I hope so."

Bovary took a deep breath and said.

Iris and Britta were also in a state of high absorption, and each time they exited meditation, they would immediately replenish their food and then immediately re-enter meditation.

Therefore, neither of them paid attention to the situation of others.

As for Maggie, although she had reached her limit before, seeing Leon so engrossed and absorbed, she couldn't help but wonder if Leon had really found a way.

So she observed Leon repeatedly, gradually getting into the zone, and didn't pay any attention to Leon.

……

In the blink of an eye, it had been thirty-six hours since the Marquis of Rhine left.

"My God, I think I've found something!"

Carl jumped up suddenly.

Startled awake, Milo yawned and said:

"Really? You've said that a dozen times already, aren't you tired of it?"

"It's different this time, it's really different!"

Karl drew his magic sword and began to wield it, attempting to hone his combat skills.

After more than thirty rehearsals, he seemed to get the hang of it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, stepped forward with one foot, gathered magical energy around his body, and unleashed his physical strength. He twisted his waist, bent his elbows, and a highly concentrated force surged forward as he slammed his other foot into the ground, causing the ground to cave in.

Then--

With the immense power of the sprint, the sword was swung out.

boom!!!!

Astonishing magic transformed into a sharp blade that swirled around the sword. With a sudden swing, the magical blade shot forward, cleaving the ground and booming out of the valley with tremendous force.

It was his fourth-tier combat skill, Demonic Impact Slash!

The original conventional way to use this move was to infuse the sword blade with magic, enhancing the destructive power of the combat technique and creating a terrifying attack effect comparable to intermediate-level magic at close range.

Although its attack range and flexibility are far inferior to intermediate-level magic, its destructive power is considerable when it hits at close range.

However, Karl managed to use this fourth-tier combat skill in a more advanced way.

That is to treat combat skills as ranged skills and release them.

Upon seeing this, Milo initially dismissed it, but after understanding what was happening, his eyes suddenly widened:

"No, did you really glean something from the sacred murals?"

Karl proudly wiped his nose and propped his sword on the ground:

"Of course! I'm not stupid either. It's impossible that several people in the group have grasped the essence while I haven't. Do you see? That's the essential difference between me and the other three of you!"

Milo instinctively put his hands on the ground, looking as if he had been severely shocked:

"Am I even worse than that idiot Karl? But how could that be?"

Mark walked over and said, "No wonder there was such a commotion. Isn't this the second stage of the Magic Impact Slash that Karl was secretly practicing before entering the dungeon? Why are you suddenly using it here today?"

"What, what two-stage usage, what secret training, Mark, don't talk nonsense."

Carl quickly clarified.

The so-called second-stage use of combat techniques is a method of performing the same move with at least twice the amount of magic power, thereby greatly increasing its power.

Generally speaking, whether it's combat skills or magic, it's not better to consume more magic power per use; in fact, it's a waste, because the power basically fluctuates within a fixed range.

The second-stage usage means that within the range of double magic power consumption, the power can still be increased normally, and there will be no diminishing marginal utility.

This is a skill that few people practice, because they would rather spend that time practicing fifth-tier combat skills.

Milo immediately smiled, patted his knees, and stood up steadily:

"I knew it! You weren't being honest, you were just showing off the moves you secretly practiced, but you didn't really understand anything, did you?"

"No, absolutely not! I only realized this today!"

Karl was so embarrassed that he couldn't figure out why Mark knew so much about the move he had secretly practiced.

Just then——

boom!!!!

A bright fireball suddenly lit up in front of them and shot into the sky.

"What's going on? An enemy attack?"

The group suddenly became alert and looked at the person who had fired the fireball. It turned out to be Leon.

How did he suddenly activate magic?

And it's even intermediate-level magic?

Its power and range seem to be greater than those of ordinary intermediate-level magic?

Amidst their surprise and doubt, the three of them quickly looked up at the dark sky illuminated by the fireballs and towards the direction from which the fireballs had been fired. Nearly a hundred meters high, there was an eight-meter-long fifth-tier eagle!

Chapter 141 The Terror of Perfect-Level Magical Imagery

What follows will be a scene that Karl and his two companions will never forget.

Suddenly, Lyon unleashed a fireball that pierced the dark sky in the blink of an eye. While illuminating a large area of ​​the dark cave, it also revealed the fifth-tier eagle, which was circling high up, ready to swoop down at any moment, but it was caught off guard by the violently spinning high-speed fireball.

The three people standing on the ground simultaneously felt a slight warm airflow, and the ground dust floated.

Gaaaaaah!!

The fifth-tier eagle let out a miserable cry, its giant wings drooped, and it plummeted straight down from mid-air.

The enormous body tore through the air with a whooshing sound, and the knights' pupils suddenly contracted. The direction of the fall was clearly right above them!

They quickly dodged to the side, and as they rolled, they felt the violent ground tremors caused by the massive body of the fifth-tier eagle crashing to the ground, along with large plumes of dust that made their mouths and noses choke.

At that moment, out of the corner of his eye, Karl saw Leon reach out again, a fireball wrapped in a high-speed cyclone instantly condensing in his palm:

"You three, stay further away."

Karl felt a chill run down his spine.

Lord Lyon can not only cast a second wave of a powerful intermediate spell without incantation, but also do so at high speed?

Without much hesitation, the terrifying sense of impending death and the strong instinct for survival made Karl lunge forward.

boom!!!!

A loud bang was heard, followed by another piercing, mournful cry from the eagle.

At the same time, Karl felt a high-temperature thrust sweeping towards him from behind, and his forward lunge suddenly accelerated out of control, tumbling and rolling several times forward. It must have been the strong shockwave generated by the fireball hitting the temporary defensive shield activated by the eagle.

Karl forced himself to stand up quickly, feeling a burning pain in his back, and was shocked.

He immediately turned to look ahead and saw that after the dust settled, the fifth-tier eagle, at least eight meters long and six meters tall, was struggling to stand upright. Karl was so frightened that he drew his sword and prepared to meet the impact.

Upon closer inspection, however, it was discovered that the eagle's enormous wings on its shoulders and its two pairs of forelegs had suffered severe burns, with large patches of charred blackening penetrating deep into the bone marrow, and even the bones were carbonized.

Is this still the power that intermediate-level magic should have?

Even if it's still not as effective or durable as the Holy Maiden's Annihilation Magic, its activation efficiency is still terrifying, isn't it?

One palm strike, one kill, without any chanting or pause!

Karl was shocked again.

Could this be the new magic that Leon has been comprehending for two sleepless days?

"I've crippled this eagle's wings and forelegs, so it can't use its skills anymore. Now it's your turn to cook it."

Lyon's voice came through.

Carl gritted his teeth and went for it!

Even if I haven't gained any insights from the sacred murals yet, I can still become stronger by increasing my practical experience!

He rushed forward—

Special Impact Slash!

……

Lyon stopped paying attention to Karl and his two companions' operation against the Eagle.

Even a half-crippled ordinary monster, at the fifth rank, is not worth mentioning in terms of lethality.

That fifth-tier eagle was also unlucky; just as it was about to attack the people in the valley, it was discovered by the wind detection magic that Leon habitually released.