Chapter 582: Chapter 41: The Final Trial

After saying goodbye to Jeraf, Lynch’s figure completely vanished into the furious snowstorm leading to the mountain peak.

The steps here were no longer entwined with roots but made of a peculiar deep gray rock, as if frozen for eons, covered with a hard ice shell, smooth as a mirror yet riddled with dangerous cracks. Every step down was accompanied by the crisp sound of shattering ice crystals, and the deep, beast-like heartbeat of decay emanating from the depths of the stone beneath his feet.

The biting cold wind was no longer simply air currents but transformed into countless blades loaded with shards of ice, filled with the will of decay, madly slicing through Lynch’s force field domain. The faint glow of the Domain Prototype circulated on his body surface, isolating most of the chill and erosion, but the ubiquitous whispers of decay tried to infiltrate the crevices of his soul like maggots on carrion.

Upon barely reaching a more open platform halfway up the mountain, a sudden change occurred!

“Boom——!!!”

From the depth of the thick lead-colored clouds above, an ear-shattering thunder burst out! This thunder was not a natural rumble of thunder but carried a piercing scream of decay that seemed to tear through the soul! Following that, a terrifying lightning bolt, thick like a giant serpent, with a bizarre dark green color, and black viscous fluid flowing along its edges, tore through the cloud layer, striking down towards Lynch with a destructive stance!

The space where the dark green lightning passed made a groaning sound under the burden, leaving behind filthy cracks as if the space itself was decaying! The intense aura of decay and destruction instantly locked onto Lynch, seemingly wishing to turn him and the mountain rocks into dust together!

Lynch’s expression remained unchanged, as the Domain Prototype instantly expanded!

The Grid Circuit operated frantically, analyzing the composition and trajectory of this decaying thunder. It was not purely Elemental Energy but a highly condensed, violently mutated energy flow warped by the rules of decay, with traits of “accelerated decay” and “energy annihilation” far surpassing stair traps.

“Elemental essence… decaying mutation…”

These thoughts flashed by in an instant. Lynch did not confront it head-on; his gray wizard robe fluttered without wind, his right hand opened with five fingers, and silver-gray ripples of Time flowed from his fingertips, not directly resisting, but precisely pointing at several minuscule, most unstable structural “rule distortion points” within the thunder energy flow.

“Time Anchor·Local Delay!”

Buzz!

An invisible force field of temporal stasis at the particle layer of energy instantly enveloped the critical part of the lightning’s front end. The violent dark green thunder snake, its tip plunged into a viscous swamp of time, dramatically slowed down, and its internal violent energy flow briefly showed disorder and conflict!

In that less than one-tenth second delay, Lynch’s left hand made a virtual grip, and for the first time, he actively and extensively guided the power of the Decaying Domain! A deep, obscure, and gray dark power that seemed to guide all things back to dust condensed in his palm, not for defense but transformed into a reverse rotating decay vortex like a miniature Black Hole!

“Decay·Reversal!”

The gray vortex precisely greeted the lightning core where energy structure suffered a momentary “loophole” due to the delay!

Sizzle——!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only an intense sound, as harsh as strong acid corroding metal!

The violent dark green lightning, upon contact with the gray vortex, had its inherent decay rules forcibly guided, assimilated, and even partially reversed by Lynch’s domain force! Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✶𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲✶𝗻𝗲𝘁

The destructive lightning, as if its spine had been extracted, had massive energy streams convolute into itself frantically under the guidance of the gray vortex, ultimately transforming into a swirling mass of stinking dark green smoke, waved aside by Lynch’s hand towards a deep ravine, crashing into the rock wall, corroding vast bubble-rising pits.

Having neutralized the first lightning, the lead clouds above seemed enraged, more dark green electric serpents writhing, converging, brewing more terrifying attacks.

Lynch’s gaze was icy, as his domain force and power of Time intertwined into an invisible defensive net around him. He no longer passively waited but proactively stepped forward, the Grid Circuit fully activated, as his spiritual power acted like a precise probe, piercing into the rolling thunderclouds above, capturing the trajectory of decaying rule flows.

“Rule resonance point… energy convergence core… it’s here!”

Locked onto the target, Lynch’s hands formed seals, with silver-gray and deep gray light interweaving at his fingertips. He no longer attempted to delay or reverse individual lightning but instead understood his Decaying Domain as countless minute “rule interference threads,” precisely piercing the key energy nodes and rule circulation paths within the thundercloud!

“Zzz… Zzzz…”

As if signals were interfered with, the dark green electric light within the lead clouds instantly turned chaotic, disordered, even colliding and canceling each other out!

Lynch, like a masterful conductor, using his profound understanding of the decay rules, plucked the “strings” of this violent thundercloud, preventing it from coalescing any more destructive lightning sufficient to threaten him. As he faced the sporadically struck, greatly weakened electric snakes, his figure was like lightning, rapidly traversing this thunder domain.

“Tap! Tap! Tap!”

His footsteps,

continued forward.

Yet,

Just as he escaped the minefield, an even more lethal killing intent followed closely.

The mountain wind suddenly became viscous and heavy, no longer a sharp blade, but transformed into a tangible, gray-white decaying ice crystal storm! These ice crystals were not purely ice; each one contained the strong rules of decay, “freezing life,” “depriving heat,” and “accelerating particle decay!”

The storm swept in, and wherever it passed, even the dark gray stone steps groaned with cracking sounds, quickly covered by a layer of gray frost, becoming brittle and disintegrating at a speed visible to the naked eye! The temperature in the air plummeted to the edge of absolute zero, as if even the soul was about to freeze!

The domain force field around Lynch emitted a sharp hum, enduring unprecedented pressure. The gray-white ice crystal storm, like billions of greedy micro-worms, frantically gnawed at the domain’s boundary, trying to infiltrate with the will of freeze and decay.

“Freeze… decay… deprivation of life…” The [Grid Circuit] operated at high speed, analyzing the essence of the storm.

Lynch took a deep breath, the cold air stabbing his lungs.

He held back no longer and pushed the power of decay domain he had initially grasped to the extreme! A deep, introverted, gray halo that seemed to devour all light and heat spread from his center, instantly covering a ten-meter radius around him—this was the “Decaying Domain” prototype he could currently maintain stably!

Within this gray domain, Lynch’s will was the law! The incoming gray-white ice crystal storm, upon touching the domain’s edge, had its decay rules instantly suppressed and guided by Lynch’s domain force, a higher-level, more primordial force!

The “freezing” trait of the ice crystals was forcibly twisted and weakened, and their “accelerated decay” rules were even reversed by Lynch’s domain force and used against them!

The violent ice crystal storm, upon entering the gray domain, suddenly slowed down as if trapped in a swamp. The surface of the gray-white ice crystals quickly became a deeper gray hue and then… like weathered by millennia, silently disintegrated and eroded, transforming into the finest, lifeless gray dust, falling and being dispersed by the domain force!

Lynch, like a rock walking in the storm’s center, had his gray domain isolating himself from the external forces, immune to all spells. He steadily moved forward, where the violent snowstorm would disassemble and return to dust ten meters away from him.

Against a terrifying cold wave that could freeze a Mystical Wizard, he advanced step by step toward the increasingly distinct aura, like a lighthouse on the mountain top, sensing the Decaying Domain Document ahead.

He continued forward, not knowing how long or how far he had traveled.

The peak was almost within reach! Through the much sparser but sharper wind and snow, Lynch could even see the outline of the ancient snow-covered tower spire, and below it, the entrance to a swirling energy vortex emitting a deep dark green glow—this is the destination! The fluctuation of the Decaying Domain Document emanated from there!

Victory was in sight!

However, just as Lynch stepped onto the last segment of steep ice steps toward the tower spire—

“Roar——!!!”

A roar filled with endless pain, madness, and venom, like the bellowing of a dying beast, suddenly exploded from the snowstorm behind him! The roar contained a raging spiritual power impact, more destructive than the previous thunder and snowstorm, with intense chaos and decay wills smashing into Lynch’s domain force field, causing violent ripples!

Lynch suddenly turned around!

The snowstorm was torn apart by a forceful power, and a massive, twisted figure exuding a nauseating decaying stench charged up like a cannonball from below, landing heavily on the ice steps in front of him, blocking his path!

That could no longer be called human!

Standing nearly three meters tall, the figure’s body appeared sickly, bloated dark green, as if forcibly formed by countless rotten vines, swollen fungi, and sticky dark green pus.

The left side of the body vaguely showed Anderson’s robust outline, but the skin was completely wooden, covered with cracks and pus-filled holes, and one eye had turned into a murky, green sap-dripping tree knot.

The right side of the body was completely deformed, swelling several times in size, covered in thick, constantly proliferating decayed moss, and sharp bony protrusions, exuding an even more intense aura of death.

The most horrifying was above the right shoulder of this deformed body, a twisted, pained, half-melted face deeply embedded in the decaying flesh and moss—the Witch Master surrounded by the Forest, Kano!

Kano’s face only had its upper half somewhat intact, its mouth wide open in a silent wail, with empty eye sockets devoid of eyeballs, only two clumps of wriggling dark green mycelium probing out like living creatures.

Evidently, during the desperate climb, Anderson was not only completely corroded and mutated by the Power of Decay but also, in madness, devoured or fused with Kano, who was also pushed to the brink, forming this monstrous creature fused with the powers and resentments of two Mystical Witch Masters!

“Sa… phe… ros!!!”

The monster—or rather the aberration dominated by Anderson’s remaining consciousness—used the left side’s barely operable, mucus-dripping mouth to issue a broken, hoarse, yet seething with immense hatred and madness roar.

The only remaining, Anderson’s left eye, locked onto Lynch with an intense destructive dark red flame burning in its depths! Meanwhile, Kano’s face embedded in the right shoulder, with its wriggling mycelium-filled eye sockets, seemed to “look” over as well, emanating an even colder, venomous wave of intent.

The atmosphere of decay and madness swept in like a tangible tide, mixed with a pungent stench. This fused abomination became the final, and most grotesque, roadblock for Lynch before reaching his destination!

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