Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience Chapter 405 - 6: Clash of Secret Skills

Seeing Lynch’s Necromancy Army about to storm in and massacre the Dark Moon Church apprentices, a powerful spiritual force suddenly erupted from the tower ahead at this critical mont.

At the sa ti, large swathes of eerie black smoke surged out from the tower, quickly gathering towards the sky, forming a gigantic sinister face several hundred ters wide in an instant.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

It was a middle-aged man, appearing to be around forty years old, entirely shrouded in a wide, large black cloak adorned with crimson patterns that seeped through the cloak, even penetrating the skin beneath, exuding an eerie aura.

Lynch gazed at the middle-aged man, and at that mont, the man also glanced over; as their eyes t in the air, Lynch instantly felt a sharp pain in his eyes.

’What a dense spiritual field!’

With just a glance, Lynch could ascertain that the man’s spiritual power was at least comparable to his own, and faintly even surpassed it.

At the sa ti, the middle-aged man raised his hand and waved towards Lynch’s Necromancy Army below.

"Whoosh!"

The wind-breaking sound echoed as the giant black smoke face behind the man suddenly opened its mouth wide, releasing a swarm of bats from within, densely flying out without count.

These bats were not ordinary. After flying out of the mouth, they swiftly twisted and transford, turning into bat demons the size of piglets within monts.

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

The little demons emitted sharp cries, pouncing on Lynch’s Necromancy Army, filling the gap in the transford knights’ defensive line and battling fiercely.

"Master! Master is here!"

"Let this kid taste the master’s power—Eternal Dark Moon!"

"Eternal Dark Moon!"

The Dark Moon Church followers, initially panicked, suddenly cald down, their expressions becoming visibly fervent, with emotions passionately shouting an obscure slogan.

Is this Tarim Collette?

Lynch’s gaze fell on the middle-aged man, sowhat different from what he had anticipated.

From the intelligence he gathered, this Second Tier Mystic Wizard, notorious across Jade Land, adept at both faith and bloodline magic, had undergone several bloodline modifications himself.

He initially thought he had transford into so bizarre monster, but now he maintained a human form. If not for the flowing blood-red patterns on him, he could be mistaken for an ordinary person.

As Lynch scrutinized him, Tarim spoke, "You’re the outsider from Feiyan City, aren’t you?"

Lynch shrugged, "Saphiro, pleasure to et you."

Tarim, without courtesy, replied harshly, "Jade Land does not welco outsiders. Your antics in Feiyan City have displeased us greatly, and now you dare to cause trouble in my Witch Domain? Do you truly have a death wish?"

His voice turned cold as he said this.

Lynch sneered, "Ha!"

He raised his right hand as the Phantom Cross slowly erged from the Truth Magic Array beneath his feet.

"Surely you don’t think I’m here to reason with you, do you?"

With that, he wasted no further words, the Phantom Cross in his hand flashed repeatedly, instantly unleashing over ten Sword Qi slicing towards Tarim.

"Courting death!"

Tarim’s voice seed to carry a sonic energy as it spoke; his words swept out, causing waves to rapidly propagate through the air.

The seemingly ordinary waves contained formidable strength, like invisible giant waves crashing, shattering Lynch’s Sword Qi entirely.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of the wind.

Just a few hundred ters away, Lynch suddenly appeared before Tarim, aiming to strike down with his Cross Sword at Tarim’s head.

This was no ordinary slash; the space was visibly torn as the Cross Sword sliced through.

The attack clearly contained spatial power.

As the sword seed about to hit Tarim’s head, a giant black arm suddenly extended forward from the mouth of the huge face behind him, striking Lynch’s Cross Sword forcefully.

"Boom!" A loud crash.

An irresistible force exploded between the two, sending powerful shockwaves through the air, making the whole space resemble a lake, with ripples continuously undulating outward.

Layer upon layer of shockwaves quickly swept in all directions, and the chaotic battlefield below felt like a nuclear bomb had been dropped.

Undead Servants were shattered one after another, while the demons in combat exploded into clouds of blood mist.

Such powerful force!

Having flown several hundred ters away, Lynch’s expression beca grave.

The attack just now could hardly be less than ten thousand degrees of damage; the energy surge was enough to distort space.

anwhile, Tarim was no less surprised.

The forces in Jade Land had investigated this outsider Mystic Wizard since Lynch’s arrival, but he had always kept a low profile, making information scarce.

Over the years, the Dark Moon Church had the most contact with the Lynch Witch Domain; Lynch always eluded them, never revealing himself despite repeated provocations, leading Tarim to assu he was just another newly advanced Second Tier Mystic Wizard without much power.

However, the collision just now showed Lynch’s attack was far more powerful than Tarim expected.

"Space?"

"Is it spatial power?"

Tarim looked at the place where Lynch’s Cross Sword had just sliced through, noticing that a space crack remained.

"And these undead..."

Tarim’s gaze fell upon the undead on the ground and the giant Bone Dragon behind Lynch; as a wizard in Jade Land, he could recognize the distinct scent of the Undertown on these undead creatures.

Clearly, these were undead creatures from beneath the ruins.

But,

weren’t the Undertown dead spirits restricted to those locales?

"It seems this little wizard holds quite a few secrets..."

A glint of greed flashed in Tarim’s eyes.

With space cracks and the ability to summon the Undertown’s undead, Tarim had reason to believe Lynch had mastered so unknown spatial magic.

And since Tarim himself was very keen on the space system, his view of Lynch imdiately changed...