Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience Chapter 409 - 10: Black Sphere, Swallowed Whole

"Boom!" An earth-shattering explosion resounded.

The fireball suddenly exploded in mid-air, engulfing everything around it in raging flas, turning the barrier into a sea of fire.

"Crack, crack!"

The formidable Bone Dragon, with attributes comparable to a Third Tier, couldn’t withstand the terrifying high temperature. Amidst a crisp cracking sound, it shattered inch by inch, turning into large piles of bone ash, burned to ruins in monts.

The barrier, capable of trapping two Second Tier Mystic Techniques, was now crackling as well. Dense cracks, like the shell of an egg about to explode, appeared along its surface.

"Huff, huff!"

In one corner of the barrier, Tarim’s breathing was heavy. Although the spell was imnsely powerful, it took a significant toll on him. After throwing out one fireball, he felt his spiritual power was significantly drained.

At this mont, it was thanks to the spiritual power boost from the activated Fla Demon Bloodline after the transformation, otherwise, with just his own power, he would never have been able to cast this spell.

Nevertheless, such an intense burden would backfire once the transformation ended, leading into a long period of weakness, and requiring rare materials for recovery.

"Damn kid, that’s infuriating!" Thinking of this, Tarim’s teeth itched with hatred.

But at least it’s...

Just as he was thinking this, Tarim’s expression suddenly froze, his pupils widened.

This was because he saw, standing amidst the raging flas, a human figure.

The flas kept battering against him, but seed to cause no substantive harm whatsoever.

The high temperatures that twisted space and nearly collapsed the barrier seed to completely lose their effect.

He stood there, in the scorching heat, as if in a different dinsion, completely isolating the flas outside.

"How is this possible!"

Tarim was in disbelief, the scene before him overturning his understanding.

At the sa ti, amidst the fire, Lynch praised, "Such a powerful spell, truly impressive."

He was very familiar with Fla Elents, but none he knew of could achieve such high temperatures. He didn’t understand how such an arrangent and combination of elents was possible; it exceeded his previous understanding of fire elents.

The temperatures far exceeded the limits of his Defensive Magic. If he couldn’t suspend ti for himself, keeping his space-ti before the fireball struck, then...

He would have been finished.

Lynch continued to praise, "You’re truly an outstanding opponent, even though I had previously estimated your strength; I must say, it’s beyond my expectations."

"As a reward..."

He casually continued, "Let show you the taste of my spell."

Once he finished speaking, Lynch raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

"Snap!" A soft sound echoed amidst the noise, yet sohow Tarim clearly heard it.

Accompanying Lynch’s snap, an unusual energy burst forth from him, turning the previously vibrant world into grey and white.

In this grayscale world, everything froze: the burning flas, charred space, even the rising heat.

Everything stopped.

"What’s going on!"

Tarim was startled.

The imnse power of a Third-tier Life allowed his thoughts to temporarily surpass the concept of ti and remain active, but his body still couldn’t move beyond its tier.

In this completely restricted ti and space, Lynch was the only one able to move.

Tarim could only watch Lynch as he beckoned with his right hand, retrieving a two-handed magic wand from a space crack—

Magic Wand·Star Erosion.

This was a magic weapon Lynch forged himself from rare Magic Ore, Starry Sky Wood, high-quality Second Tier material nearing Third Tier, acquired in a trade with Fran’s Fatty.

Once in his hands, Lynch used his alchemy knowledge to forge it into a wand, inscribing multiple runes onto it, making it fit his Secret Skill Level magic weapon.

Holding this wand, Lynch’s casting effect, total spiritual power, spiritual power recovery, and more were all enhanced.

Gripping the wand, Lynch began chanting a spell loudly.

As he chanted, Tarim clearly felt a unique energy appear at the barrier’s center. Looking there, he saw a black sphere suddenly erge.

Appearing fist-sized and easily overlooked in the firestorm, it seed unremarkable.

Yet, Tarim distinctly sensed a hint of danger from it.

His mind instantly told him he had to get away from it, to hide far away imdiately.

But his body couldn’t move; no matter how much he shouted, he remained stationary.

He could only watch the black sphere coalesce.

"Huff, huff!"

As the sphere fully ford, the sound of wind-whipping broke out, and the flas started rapidly pouring into the black sphere as if it held a trendous attraction.

With the flas flowing in, the black sphere swiftly expanded at a visible rate.

Fist-sized, then ball-sized, then rock-sized... In seconds, the sphere’s diater expanded to hundreds of ters.

Gales arose, and the black sphere consud everything like an insatiable Abyss mouth: flas, heat waves, and even the scorching heat, all sucked in.

The description is lengthy, but it all happened in re seconds.

By then, Lynch’s Ti Suspension had also reached its limit, and the space’s ti resud, granting Tarim freedom again.

However, the enormous black sphere created by Lynch had expanded to over a thousand ters in diater, occupying nearly two-thirds of the space, evasive impossible.

Thus, unsurprisingly, the black sphere collided with Tarim’s massive body.

Like a giant black mouth, it swallowed this demon...

Whole!