Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience Chapter 413 - 14: Assimilation

Lynch slowly descended onto the clearing, his silver hair as frost fluttering in the wind.

The surviving mbers of the Dark Moon Church were pale, their expressions panic-stricken, and their bodies uncontrollably trembling.

It seed as if standing before them was not a human, but a terrifying ancient demon.

"Please... don’t kill us..."

"Spare us! Master, please spare us..."

Before Lynch could speak, they had already kneeled on the ground, kowtowing and begging for rcy.

Lynch glanced around and said softly, "Everyone, quiet."

Instantly, the place fell silent.

The mbers of the Dark Moon Church all covered their mouths, as if even their breathing had to cease.

Lynch spoke: "Your Witch Master, Tarim, has already been eliminated by ."

After pausing, he casually swept his gaze forward and asked, "If anyone is dissatisfied with this, you can step forward now and discuss it with ."

No one spoke, the expressions on their faces didn’t change at all, nor did any emotions of resentnt or hatred arise.

Ever since the Tower of Nature’s collapse, the Jade Land has been fragnted, with Wizard Organizations fighting back and forth, sothing that’s been happening for days, making the transition of wizard power a normal thing.

However, such transitions usually occur within smaller Wizard Organizations, while the level of Dark Moon Church is relatively stable.

"Very good."

After not detecting any resentnt in everyone’s gaze, Lynch nodded and continued notifying: "From now on, this Witch Domain is my territory. I shall serve as its new Witch Master."

"My na is Saphiros Alsaas Diablo, have you rembered?"

Everyone simultaneously knelt down, pressing their foreheads to the ground: "Witch Master!"

Lynch roughly counted, there were several hundred Transcendents, and among them alone, there were dozens at the Wizard Level, which was quite surprising.

But if he thought about it, it made sense. Those who survived under such a terrifying explosion must have been the ones who first hid within the Tower; those with the ability to react like this were generally at the Wizard Level.

He nodded in satisfaction, and then asked, "Who among you is the steward?"

Everyone raised their heads, looked at each other, and finally turned their gaze toward an elder.

He appeared to be in his fifties or sixties, with graying hair, covered in a black cloak, which was tattered and burned during the explosion but still couldn’t hide the strong spiritual power radiating from him.

As Lynch’s gaze fell on him, the elder hurriedly approached and humbly said, "Witch Master, I am the elder of the Dark Moon Church, Bruno Kent."

This Bruno’s earlier performance on the battlefield was quite outstanding, summoning a row of Earth Elent Puppets to combat Lynch’s Necromancy Army. His strength was approximately at the High-level Wizard Level, a rather exceptional strong figure.

And now, such a figure would beco one of his followers, under his control!

Lynch praised, "Very exceptional Earth Elent Magic."

His intention was rely to close the distance with him, after all, no matter how they previously opposed each other, now they were part of the sa power.

But evidently, his praise wasn’t appropriate at the mont.

Perhaps misunderstanding, Bruno promptly knelt before Lynch: "Please spare , Master!"

Uh...

Only now did Lynch realize.

As a superior, regardless of his willingness, his every word and deed would be constantly interpreted by outsiders, affecting others’ ntal states and even actions.

Alright, alright.

Lynch briefly explained: "The war is over. Moving forward, you are all mbers of my Witch Domain. Previously, it was just a difference in force fields. No one will be investigated for this, including ."

The elder kneeling on the ground breathed a sigh of relief.

The surrounding mbers of the Dark Moon Church also breathed a sigh of relief.

Lynch continued to ask, "Who knows where the Dark Moon Church’s storeroom is?"

After a pause, he added, "Lead there, and I will select a resource from the storeroom as a reward."

In this kind of Wizard Organization, don’t expect any allegiance; everyone gathers due to interest and can therefore betray each other for interests now too.

Upon hearing Lynch’s words, several Wizards imdiately stood out.

"I know, Master!"

"The Church’s storeroom has always been managed by ."

"Don’t listen to his nonsense, Master, every Wizard knows where it is!"

The location of the Dark Moon Church’s storeroom was probably not a secret, with several Wizards eagerly vying to answer, and even the apprentices behind them were eager to lead the way.

Lynch ultimately chose the kneeling Bruno before him: "You lead there."

"Yes, Master."

Bruno then led Lynch into the Tower.

As they delved deeper into the Tower, more scenes inside revealed themselves to Lynch.

The situation didn’t look too bad outside, but once inside, Lynch found that the damage to the Tower was far more serious than it appeared from the outside.

The intense shockwave had cracked the walls, many places inside were even showing signs of collapse, and many rooms were shattered, with the building intermingled with various facilities scattered all over the floor.

In this state of disrepair, repairing it later will undoubtedly require quite so effort.

These architectural losses were secondary, the greatest losses were in personnel.

According to Lynch’s prior investigation, the mbers of the Dark Moon Church should have numbered several tens of thousands, yet as he walked inside, besides the few hundred people outside, there seed to be no sign of other Transcendents.

He couldn’t help but wonder: "Are all the mbers of the Dark Moon Church outside?"

Bruno replied, "They should be... Master..."

"Upon receiving the alarm, we imdiately received the Witch Master’s notification to go out and fight, and everyone in the Tower, whether apprentice or wizard, received this order."

"Under that kind of shockwave, I’m afraid..."

Lynch’s expression grew somber.

Originally, his plan was that while a part of the apprentices and wizards of the Dark Moon Church would perish on the battlefield, the majority should have survived and would be absorbed as part of his Witch Domain once the war concluded.

However, the current casualties were beyond his expectations.

Seeing Lynch’s expression darken, Bruno beside him trembled and quickly added, "We still have so mbers outside undertaking assignnts, not inside the Tower."

Lynch asked, puzzled, "How many people?"

Bruno said, "About dozens at the Wizard Level, apprentices are approximately ten thousand, usually needed to oversee various resource sites, so not in the Tower."

Hearing this, Lynch’s expression slightly improved.

The two continued forward.

Passing through a corridor, they soon arrived at a hallway, where Lynch finally felt his mood improve...