Chapter 23: 023: Attack
So⊠so powerful!
Lynch couldnât help but open his mouth slightly. Although heâd known about the effects of the Soul Crystal beforehand, actually experiencing its wonders at this moment still filled him with astonishment.
One of the precious uses of the Soul Crystal is that a Wizard can absorb its soul energy directly to enhance their Soul Power and spiritual power.
Regular soul materials certainly donât have such abilities. However, the Soul Crystal is quite uniqueâits crystalline exterior has an extraordinary filtering effect, allowing impurities in the soul to be removed, leaving only the purest soul energy. Thatâs why Wizards can directly absorb it, and itâs also one reason why Soul Crystals are so valuable.
This increase⊠itâs too much!
In just a single moment, his Spirit Coefficient increased by 0.1. To put this in perspective, such an increase would take Lynch several weeks of regular cultivation under normal circumstances. Consider his Spirit Coefficientâheâs been in the Tower for over two and a half years and only barely exceeded 2.
Yet he had absorbed just a fraction of the energy contained within this Soul Crystal. Who knows how much he could improve if he absorbed the entire thing?
So this is the allure of resources?
At this moment, Lynch finally understood why the apprentices in Wizard Families seemed to have extraordinary talents, achieving realms within a few years or decades that others couldnât reach in their entire lives. Itâs trulyâŠ
Just as this thought crossed his mind, an abrupt stabbing pain shot through Lynchâs head.
The pain came without warning and was exceptionally intense, as if someone had thrust a Magic Wand into his brain and stirred it into a chaotic mess.
Immediately, fragmented and unfamiliar images appeared in his mind. In these pictures, he was alternately a gardener, a beggar, a knight, a lovesick girl.
At the same time, various voices echoed in his ears.
âWill Knight Edward really come tonight? Will he⊠will he like me? I⊠I just canât wait.â
âPlease, pity meâa crippled old beggar.â
âFor the family, charge!â
These chaotic images and voices overwhelmed Lynchâs brain as if it might explode. Shyness, sorrow, fervorâemotions cycled rapidly, leaving Lynch completely unable to discern who he truly was.
This state persisted for several minutes before slowly easing.
Huff⊠huff! Huff⊠huff! Loud, ragged breaths filled the air.
By this time, Lynch had curled up entirely on the ground, drenched in sweat, his face pale as though he had just survived a lethal disease.
Parker stopped playing, anxiously tapping Lynchâs cheek with his paw.
Several minutes passed before Lynch regained control of his body, gradually struggling to his feet.
Iâm fine⊠he rasped out to reassure Parker first.
Then he looked once again at the Soul Crystal in his hands. Gone was the earlier excitement and envy; only raw terror remained in his eyes.
What⊠what is this thingâŠ
He hadnât expected the side effects of this item to be so intense. If every energy absorption involved an experience like this⊠itâs better to avoid it entirely. Heâd rather cultivate slowly and honestlyâeven if it takes him his entire life.
Are those Wizard Family apprentices all monsters?
Fearful, Lynch couldnât help but wonder if heâd been using the Soul Crystal incorrectly. Otherwise, he didnât believe any apprentice could endure what heâd just experienced. A few more times of this, and mental collapse would be almost inevitable.
Indeed, the truth is that soul energy is inherently an exceptionally mysterious substance. Even though the Soul Crystalâs energy has been filtered to make it absorbable, the absorption process cannot be as crude and direct as Lynchâs method.
The correct usage involves absorbing the energy bit by bit and entering a meditation state immediately afterward to refine it. Doing it recklesslyâlike Lynch just didâis almost guaranteed to result in problems.
Soul Crystals are not meant for directly enhancing power but rather for supporting cultivation.
Even so, overuse of Soul Crystals or similar items can still lead to soul fragmentation, spiritual distortion, and other conditions. Throughout history, there have been countless apprentices and Wizards who suffered mental collapse from such causes.
In the Wizard World, there is no gain without sacrifice. Some sacrifices are visible efforts, while others are invisible costsâŠ
Free rides donât exist in this world.
How reckless, Lynch thought self-reproachfully.
It wasnât entirely his fault, though. After all, materials like Soul Crystals are considered Wizard-level substances. In the past, Lynch hadnât had access to detailed information about them and only had very limited understanding.
Iâll thoroughly research it once I return, he resolved.
With 10 Soul Sparks already collected, passing the assessment was a certainty. Becoming an Inner Ring Apprentice would open doors to wider knowledge resources. For example, the library alone would offer tremendous opportunities.
Additionally, there would be Magic Stone stipends, better living conditions, a shift in status, and so on. It would elevate his entire apprentice career to a higher plane.
The thought was genuinely excitingâŠ
While daydreaming about this brighter future, Lynch gradually pulled himself together. He then put away the Soul Crystal and began preparing dinner for himself and Parker.
Dinner, if it could even be called that, was just some basic rationsâa pack of jerky, two potatoes, and a flatbread.
The potatoes were roasted with their skins on directly over the fire. The flatbread was moistened with water and boiled briefly in a small cauldron. The jerky was softened by soaking it in the water used for the bread. For apprentices like Lynch out in the wild, there was no point in dreaming of culinary delights.
Chewing on jerky as tough as candles and bread as hard as rocks, Lynch couldnât help but envy those noble apprentices. With their wealth, they could always carry Witchcraft with preservation effects, preparing various delicacies ahead of time and enjoying fine snacks even out in desolate wilderness.
The powerful Wizards were even more extravagant. Lynch had heard of Wizards who installed legs on their homes, allowing them to travel wherever they pleased with their entire house. Their homes were equipped with chefs and servants, enabling them to enjoy fresh delicacies at any time. He, on the other hand, was left roughing it in the wild, dining on tough jerky while lodging in a shabby tent barely shielding him from the elements.
Throughout these days on the road, the best meal Lynch had enjoyed was during the few days he traveled with Yuri. With Yuriâs excellent martial arts skills, he could hunt various game in the forest, and fresh ingredients didnât require much culinary skillâjust grilling them over fire produced delightful flavors.
GulpâŠ
Remembering the golden, glistening fat dripping down, Lynch couldnât resist swallowing heavily.
RustleâŠ
At that moment, a gust of night wind swept through, causing a bush about ten meters away to sway.
On the ground, Parker, who had been gnawing on his jerky, abruptly raised his head. His large, round eyes fixed tightly on that spot, teeth bared in warning.
Lynch froze. Was there something there?
The clearing he was in had been surrounded with high-level Magical Beast dungâa deterrent from Wizard-level Forest Inhabitants. Theoretically, nothing should dare approach in this area, where at most some Low-level Apprentice-grade Demons might roam.
What could it be?
RustleâŠ
The leaves shook more violently, and faint footsteps could be heard. It seemed something was gradually approaching. As it came closer, a shadow began to take shapeâa silhouette resembling⊠a person?
Rustle-rustle!
Suddenly, the figure emerged from the bushes.
The sparse moonlight piercing the dense leaves illuminated the newcomerâs face. Large eyes, delicate features, a pure appearanceâit was none other than Alice, the green-tea girl Lynch had traveled with briefly a couple of days ago.
She mustâve just finished her task as well.
Lynchâs wariness immediately faded, and he hurriedly stood up, smiling politely to greet her: What a coincidence, Miss Alice.
While speaking, Lynch glanced left and right, searching for Yuriâs shadow, thinking to himself that tonight he might get to enjoy another hearty meal. Yet, both left and right yielded no sign of Yuri. How strangeâwasnât Yuri supposed to dutifully stick by her side?
Intrigued, Lynch asked Alice curiously, Why isnât Yuri here, Miss Alice?
There was no reply.
Lynch found it peculiar that Alice hadnât spoken a single word, which was uncharacteristic. Someone like her, who cared deeply about her image, shouldâve responded enthusiastically by now. Yet she was oddly silent, her expression tautâŠ
Her face?
Only then did Lynch notice something truly strange about Aliceâs expression. Her face was utterly coldânot the kind of deliberate composure one might put on, but genuinely ice-like, stiff as the jerky in his hand.
Her eyes were completely vacant, the pupils entirely scattered. Lynch couldnât fathom what kind of person could wear such an expression, because as far as he knew, there was only one kind capable of thisâ
The dead!
Thud, thud, thud! At that moment, Alice finally stepped out from under the tree canopy and into the clearing, her figure fully exposed in the moonlight. Lynch now saw her current state clearly.
Her cloak was in tatters, stained all over with blood. Her left breast was entirely missing, while her chest bore a gaping holeâher heart had long been shattered to bits.
Parker!
Lynchâs scalp tingled as he quickly grabbed his Magic Wand.
Crunch, crunch, crunch! At the same time, a sickening sound of grinding teeth rang out. Aliceâs body twisted backward, her limbs contorting into unnatural angles. Her head drooped upside down as she bent over, scuttling toward Lynch on all fours like a human-shaped spider.
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