Time flew like sand slipping through fingers, quietly passing during focused research and cultivation. In the blink of an eye, several years had passed.

Deep in Lynch's secluded courtyard, the laboratory's scene had not changed at its core compared to a few years ago, but the atmosphere was different. On the experiment table, that massive body still lay quietly, but its condition had undergone a tremendous transformation.

The once shriveled, dull Ivrefret, like a fossilized cooled lava, now appeared full and glossy, with dark red skin under which molten magma seemed to flow slowly.

Runes representing the flame origin power flickered erratically on its surface, like rhythmic breathing, emitting a heart-stopping heat and a magnificent fire elemental fluctuation.

It was no longer a lifeless shell but more like an ancient giant beast in deep sleep. Its chest even had an almost imperceptible rise and fall with the flickering runes, and the powerful aura of life made the entire laboratory warm like summer.

"Finally completed!"

Lynch let out a long breath and wiped away the non-existent sweat on his forehead, his eyes shining with uncontrollable joy and a sense of accomplishment.

Just now, he successfully stimulated and stabilized the activity in the last subtle structure. This meant that after years of relentless effort, he completely "revived" the body of this Flame Demon, restoring vitality to every cell from inside out!

He eagerly summoned the system panel, his gaze burning as he looked at the line of information:

[Ifrid's Sword Level 4: 128/50,000,000]

"Level 4!" Lynch whispered this level, his heart involuntarily racing.

This meant that Ifrid's Sword had crossed the threshold of the middle domain, stepping into the late domain level! The fifty million skill level requirement was like an insurmountable chasm, indicating its terrifying power and future potential, but the undeniable level increase was undoubtedly the best reward for his years of hard work.

"Let's find a place to test its effect!" A strong impulse surged in his heart, and Lynch couldn't wait to witness and experience the power of this transformed divine weapon.

He hesitated no more, raising his hand immediately. Pure spiritual power flowed from his fingertips, quickly sketching a complex and ancient rune in the air. Once the rune formed, it seemed to come alive, instantly imprinting onto Ivrefret's body on the experiment table.

"Buzz——!"

A low hum echoed, and all the runes on Ivrefret's body suddenly burst into dazzling light! Blazing flames surged out of nowhere, completely enveloping it. Within the intense and brilliant flames, the enormous elemental body began to twist, deform, and rapidly contract and reshape.

Within a few breaths, the flames suddenly retracted inward, leaving no giant lying on the experiment table, replaced by a giant sword suspended in the air!

The shape of Ifrid's Sword had changed significantly compared to before. The blade was longer and wider, and the material seemed like a fusion of solidified dark red lava and flowing golden flames, exuding an intimidating majesty that one dared not look at directly.

The beast head at the sword's hilt became more ferocious and glaring, with details vivid and lifelike, as if it could spew breath that would burn everything at any moment. The entire Great Sword, by just floating there silently, naturally emitted a heavy, scorching, and seemingly space-crushing magnificent aura!

Lynch took a deep breath, stepped forward, and reached for the sword hilt wrapped in strands of golden flames.

The moment his hand touched the hilt—

"Boom!"

An overwhelming, uncontrollable surge of power, like a volcanic eruption, burst through the hilt and rushed into his arm, instantly sweeping over his entire body! This power was so vast, so wild, far beyond any witchcraft he had wielded before!

Lynch's arm muscles instantly tightened, even trembling slightly. For the first time in his life, he felt as if he might not be able to hold the weapon in his hand!

It was no longer him wielding the sword; rather, it felt like the sword was assessing him, "gripping" his hand in return! This subtle role reversal, along with the incomparable sense of power, was clearly transmitted to the depths of his soul.

This was not loss of control, but a new, challenging experience brought about by the leap in power level, with the weapon's own spirit and prowess soaring.

Lynch's eyes showed no fear; instead, they burned with even more intense light. He tightened his grip on the sword hilt, feeling the terrifying power within that seemed able to cut through rules, his lips curling into a smile full of excitement and conquest.

"Good! Very good! That's the way it should be!"

He did not linger any longer, holding this seemingly revived flame giant sword, stepping forward, spatial ripples oscillating, and his silhouette disappeared from the laboratory instantly. He needed a vast and solid enough space to fully unleash the might of this late domain divine weapon!

Lynch stepped forward, spatial fluctuations rippling around him. With a flash of his body, he had already moved from the enclosed laboratory to an expansive world.

Beneath his feet lay stretches of mountains, winding lakes, and vast plains, with varied terrains sufficient to meet any test requirements.

However, looking up, the sky appeared somewhat peculiar—lacking the sun, moon, and stars, only a few solitary clouds seemed glued to the blue sky, motionless, missing the dynamics and changes of the natural world.

This was not the Main Material Plane but a Dimension Space meticulously constructed by Fran, a separate space from reality. It was specifically provided for wizards of domain level and above to conduct devastating magic or witchcraft tests, to prevent causing irreversible ecological disasters to the normal world.

Such an important site was originally only open to the core domain wizards within Fran. But Lynch's identity was special; although not formally part of Fran, he had close relations with Dean Abbas, Gulwige, and others, long considered an important ally of the same camp. Therefore, Gulwige had specially granted him access, allowing him to freely enter and use this space.

At this moment, Lynch stood suspended in the air, wild winds blowing his robe. His gaze, like lightning, swiftly scanned the vast terrain below, quickly locking onto a towering mountain dozens of miles away. The peak stood tall and perilous, with exposed rocks, perfect for testing the sword.

"Let's use you to test my sword!"

With a thought, he didn't even bother to assume a powerful stance; he merely swung the sword casually in the direction of the mountain.

This was an ordinary-looking swing, yet it triggered something real…

Heaven and earth turned upside down!

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