Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience Chapter 398 - 35: The Powerful Bone Dragon

After carefully observing the bone dragon at close range and ticulously calculating its attributes and other paraters, Lynch was quite satisfied with the results.

Starting with the attributes.

Attributes: Strength 32872, Agility 38628, Constitution 52808, Spirit 28658.

Each attribute had reached tens of thousands, with Constitution reaching a terrifying over fifty thousand.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... no wonder its defense is so high!"

Now Lynch finally understood why his slashing attack only left a scratch on the bone dragon, and why Kalsa’s powerful ice magic could barely freeze it for long.

Honestly, it was fortunate that this creature was already dead, devoid of the most crucial intelligence it once had as a wise being, relying only on instinct in battle, giving Lynch the opportunity to slowly wear it down with Elsa and many adventurers.

If it were still a living giant dragon, Lynch felt he wouldn’t have the slightest chance of defeating it.

In the stories of minstrels, whenever a giant dragon appeared, it brought with it earth-shattering power that could destroy a kingdom in a whim, and with attributes like that, causing such destruction was just normal.

"Now with this thing, the Dark Moon Church’s guy... heh."

A cold laugh escaped him, and Lynch’s eyes flickered with cold light.

The saying goes: with a sharp weapon in hand, the urge to kill arises. Lynch felt that the developnt of Feiyan City, and even his Witch Domain, should enter into the next stage of developnt.

...

Several days later, in the conference hall of Feiyan City.

Feiyan City had fully entered the Erwin era. Compared with Greywell of the past, this young leader had a strong personal style in governance.

His actions were more swift and decisive, his thods more iron-fisted, emphasizing might and power.

Under his supervision, the Blood Knight Order was founded, a knight order composed purely of knights. Each mber was ticulously selected from the adventurer association and various militia corps.

Over the years, the order had grown to nearly ten thousand mbers.

Over ten thousand knights, a truly terrifying number!

At this mont, in the conference hall, Lynch was leisurely sitting on the main sofa, casually flipping through a manuscript on the table.

"Click!"

At this mont, with a crisp sound, the door was pushed open. Erwin and his personal guard Kasman entered.

Kasman, selected as Erwin’s personal guard only in the past two years, had never seen Lynch. Startled to see a stranger sitting so openly in the seat of honor, he was imdiately on edge.

"Who goes there!"

"Protect the lord!"

He shouted, stepping forward to shield Erwin, his shoulder pushing him backward.

The guards outside, sensing sothing amiss, quickly ford a wall around Erwin.

"Zing!"

The sharp sound of a sword rang out. In an instant, Kasman’s Cross Sword shot towards Lynch, the blade shimring with golden light, clear proof of a Great Knight’s level.

Yet facing an attack from a Great Knight, Kasman found that the silver-haired young man before the table showed no sign of fear, rely looking up at him unhurriedly.

With just that one glance, Kasman realized he had lost control of his body.

His entire body seed to be gripped by an invisible hand, frozen in mid-air.

Kasman was aghast.

"My lord!"

Behind him, the guards’ faces changed and they rushed forward, weapons drawn, to support Kasman.

However, in this situation, Lynch simply raised his right hand, rendering the advancing guards as immobile as Kasman.

With a snap of his fingers, the guards felt themselves lifted into the air, ’falling’ onto the ceiling.

As if the world had turned upside down.

Everything happened so quickly, in re seconds, Erwin’s guards were all subdued with only him left standing.

Kasman was frantic, wanting to tell Erwin to leave, but his throat was blocked, preventing any sound.

But just then, Erwin walked into the room, bowing respectfully to Lynch: "My lord."

Kasman, stuck to the ceiling, was stunned.

The position Erwin held in Feiyan City was second to none; not even the Holy Daughter of Light from the Church or the Witch Master from the Wizard Tower were equal to him. When had he ever shown such deference to another?

Could it be...

Suddenly, Kasman rembered a figure. If it was that person...

He quickly looked at Lynch in the chair, only now noticing his silver-gray hair.

Could it really be...

At this mont, Lynch snapped his fingers again, causing the knights on the ceiling to tumble down.

Regaining control of his body, Kasman imdiately knelt on one knee, speaking with eagerness: "Kasman greets the Guardian."

The other knights, who were about to fight to the death, were dumbstruck by Kasman’s actions. Only then did they realize.

"The Guardian? This is the Guardian?"

"Silver hair... it really is him! It’s the Guardian!"

Although Lynch had made only a brief public appearance that day in the Underground City, many people had seen him. His dazzling presence had already been etched in the minds of Feiyan City’s residents, highly recognizable.

Lynch nodded slightly, praising Erwin: "Your knights are quite good, really outstanding."

Erwin responded: "They are loyal to your will, ready to sacrifice all for it."

The knights of Feiyan City no longer fought for any lord or king but for Feiyan City and the system of rules created by Lynch’s will.

Erwin was rely the embodint of Lynch’s will and rules.

Erwin continued: "Alright, you all may leave."

"Yes!"

Standing, Kasman led the guards out. In the presence of Lynch, such protection was unnecessary since they were guarding Lynch’s will.

Erwin asked: "My lord, is there sothing you need to arrange, since you’ve co unannounced?"

Lynch nodded, directly stating, "Indeed."

"I’ve co specifically to inform you to ready your army."

"It’s almost ti."