Chapter 477: Chapter 9: A Step Away from Mastery and Appetite

White Light Land, a Witch Domain located northwest of Jade Land, connects west to the Multi-layered Forest and south to Dark Moon Land, covering an area of over six million square kilometers, where many Wizard Organizations, large and small, are headquartered with the Pure White Tower as their center.

At night, south of White Light Land, in a forest on the west side of Ramding Kingdom.

“Crackle—pop!”

The crisp sound of firewood bursting echoed, and sparks lazily rose to the sky, the blazing flames illuminating the surroundings.

This is a clearing in the forest, at the center of which burns a bonfire, around which two figures are seated; both appear to be young people around twenty years old, a male and a female, with extraordinary presence.

[Deep Meditation Proficiency +1]

The clear system prompt sounded in his ear.

Before the bonfire, Lynch slowly opened his eyes, having just completed a round of meditation.

He habitually glanced at the system panel.

[Time Wheel (Second Tier) Level 8: 5989652/6000000]

The cultivation of the eighth Mystical Circuit has been ongoing for a while, with the skill level nearing completion; now, there’s not much skill level left to clear the ninth Mystical Circuit, estimated to be just a few months away.

This is a circuit of great significance.

Every four Mystical Circuits create a step; one through four is the Early Stage of Mystical Level, while four to eight is the Middle Stage, and entering the ninth Mystical Circuit signifies entry into the Late-stage Mystical Level, at which point the Wizard’s personal Strength will undergo a fundamental leap.

Lynch’s current Strength should be unmatched within the Middle Stage, as most Mystical Wizards mastering even one Mystical Skill is considered quite good, and as for him?

Time Mystical Skill, Space Mystical Skill, Moon Mystical Skill, Soul Resonance, Rune Mystical Skill… excluding other assorted knowledge, he possesses five complete Mystical Skills.

What’s more terrifying is that all five Mystical Skills have been cultivated to a proficient level!

Each Mystical Skill comprises thousands of Magic Formulas and arrangements, which form numerous Magic Models from Apprentice Level to Wizard Level; these models eventually form a complete Mystical Technique, illustrating the difficulty of cultivating one.

A Wizard touching even the edge of a set of Mystical Skills is already at the threshold, while mastering one Mystical Skill indicates that a Wizard has sufficient knowledge from that system to advance to the Domain Level.

However, Lynch has mastered five complete sets of Mystical Skills, all cultivated to proficiency, which is an extremely astonishing feat.

A Wizard’s Strength stems from spiritual power but knowledge is the concrete manifestation of power; more specifically, Magic Models are the embodiment of true power. The use of different levels of spells on different spiritual powers results in completely different Strength.

Having mastered five complete Mystical Skills, Lynch’s converted combat power far surpasses the average Mystical Wizard of the same level.

Even so, as someone at the Middle Stage of Mystical Level, Lynch doesn’t dare claim he could confidently win against the Late-stage Mystical Level.

The gap between each Mystical Circuit is significant, and even more so between each tier—Early Stage, Middle Stage, Late-stage—they are entirely different levels of beings.

“Just one step away, Late-stage Mystical Level…”

Once, Lynch directly faced the terror of Late-stage Mystical Level, Berserker Leo, a man with whom Lynch had only crossed paths a few times yet left a deep impression.

He was also the direct reason for forcing Lynch out of the Ancient Ruins, causing him to flee to this place.

“Looking forward to meeting again…”

Lynch didn’t consider himself petty, but he definitely wouldn’t forget those with whom he had conflicts.

If in the future there’s a chance, and the other side fails to offer reasonable terms to resolve the conflict, Lynch wouldn’t hesitate to personally put an end to the discord between them.

Deal with it later.

Shaking his head, Lynch pulled back his wandering thoughts and turned his gaze to the opposite side.

There, a girl sat quietly by the campfire, her gaze fixed on him, not blinking, like a lifelike doll.

The night wind gently blew, occasionally lifting a few strands of her azure hair to softly drift across her cheek.

Lynch, with a playful tone, said, “Is there a flower on my face? Or have you never seen a man as handsome as me?”

Messiah, with a puzzled look, replied, “A flower? I do not see one on your face.”

Pausing, she earnestly responded, “I don’t know how to judge appearance standards, so I’m sorry I can’t answer your question.”

Lynch: “……”

So cold…

“Cough!”

He lightly coughed, casually changing the topic to ease his embarrassment: “Uh… I guess you must be hungry, right? I’ll prepare some food, you wait here.”

With that, he stood up and headed into the forest.

This area was beyond the Linch Witch Domain and lacked his established Space Nodes, naturally preventing him from using Space Magic to obtain food from Feiyan City, so he had to personally source materials.

Fortunately, during his travels in the Seven Kingdoms, Lynch had already maxed out his Hunting Skill, so walking into the forest was quite effortless for him.

Within less than a quarter-hour, he returned to the campfire carrying game, including pheasant, rabbit, fish, among others.

Taking out a dagger, he gutted, skinned, and deboned the animals; before long, the processed game was strung onto wooden skewers and placed over the campfire to roast. The source of this content ɪs novel✶fire.net

Adding special spices, then sprinkling various seasonings, soon the ’sizzle sizzle’ sound accompanied the burning flames, and a fragrant aroma wafted through the air.

“Gulp!”

At this moment, a clear sound arose, opposite him Messiah visibly made a swallowing motion.

Though it’s just a slight movement, it lightened Lynch’s eyes.

He couldn’t help but slow the grilling process, deliberately controlling the surrounding air flow to push the smell in Messiah’s direction.

With waves of enticing scent permeating, her swallowing movements became noticeably more frequent.

Evidently,

Though her soul showed no desire, her physiology already responded to hunger.

Appetite,

The fundamental primal desire of life, akin to the survival instinct.

Messiah appeared puzzled, looking at Lynch’s food and feeling uneasy: “What… what’s happening to me?”

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