Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience Chapter 615 - 19: The Death God’s Eyes

"Damn it!" Kong leaned against Lynch, the Cross Sword horizontal in front of him, sweat mixed with splattered black blood sliding down his forehead. Death’s Shadow had never been so close. The domain was suppressed, magic invalid, dead spirits endlessly reviving... They seed trapped in a desperate situation.

"What do we do?" She couldn’t help but turn her head to inquire of Lynch behind her.

Lynch remained silent, not speaking.

"Think of sothing quickly!" Kong’s voice grew anxious.

Lynch calmly said, "Don’t worry."

Kong was speechless.

How could she not worry?

Grinding her teeth, Kong’s expression grew more tense.

One of her hands had already started unconsciously tightening her palm, where there was a rune, only usable in ergencies.

However, in the mont she was distracted, she didn’t even notice when a dead spirit had crept to her side, waving a pair of sharp claws straight towards her face.

"Oh no!"

Kong’s face turned pale, and it was too late to dodge.

Seeing she was about to be pounced on and knocked to the ground by the dead spirit, a strange scene unfolded.

The dead spirit that lunged forward suddenly froze, as if suddenly petrified by stone-magic, its whole body coming to an abrupt halt.

Before Kong could react, an even stranger scene occurred.

The nacing dead spirit suddenly turned its head, lunging towards other dead spirits ahead, engaging them in battle.

Kong was dumbfounded for a mont.

Instinctively, she turned her head to look at Lynch, only to see Lynch’s gray eyes suddenly light up with a ghostly blue glow, the sa glow she had just seen on the dead spirit in front of her.

Clearly, the dead spirit’s anomaly had beco very evident.

At the sa ti, Lynch also sighed with relief.

He didn’t know what was happening with the strange dead spirits, but he was quite certain that these were all soul bodies or soul material constructs.

His Eye of Death God naturally had strong effects on soul bodies, so at the critical mont he tried activating the Eye of Death God and added the necromancy spell "Undead Control," attempting to control the dead spirits in front of him.

At first, he was unsure if it would work, but clearly, his gamble paid off.

"I’ll cover you! Hurry up!"

Kong also realized Lynch’s impact, hurriedly swinging his sword, the Cross Sword in his hand moving even faster, the sword light like a curtain, precisely blocking and hacking back the dead spirits lunging at Lynch, buying him ti to cast spells.

There’s no ti to lose!

"Enslave!"

"Enslave!"

"Enslave!"

Lynch was like a sailor scrambling to seize a ship in stormy waves, racing against ti! Each gaze from the Eye of Death God was accompanied by enormous spiritual power consumption and soul-level impact, but he gritted his teeth to persist!

One, two, three... More and more dead spirits were forcibly taken under his control, turning back on their forr "companions"!

Although the number he controlled was just a drop in the ocean compared to the massive tide of dead spirits, at least around him and Kong, they ford a circle of "rebellious" dead spirits, creating a not-so-stable defensive line! Pressure sharply reduced!

"Clang——!"

Just as the two were struggling to hold on, the low and muffled bell toll pierced through the dead spirits’ roars and soul wails, echoing throughout the entire town!

As the bell sound echoed, at the edge of the leaden gray sky, a faint but extrely clear gray-white "dawn light" pierced the thick clouds like a sharp sword, spilling down and perfectly enveloping the entire town.

A miracle happened!

The dead spirits that had been frenziedly roaring and biting each other a second ago stopped in their tracks! The black smoke swirling around them lted away like snow under the sun, dissipating and fading away. Their twisted, bloated bodies returned to their original shape, the burning soulfires extinguished, changing back to hollow, numb eyes.

On the street, zombies reverted to farrs shouldering hoes, resentful spirits turned back into won carrying baskets, skeleton warriors reverted to blacksmiths wearing leather aprons... They seed to have a reset button pressed, ignoring the ss on the ground, ignoring Lynch and Kong standing in the street center, covered in blood stains, panting heavily, and resud their dull, repetitive "daily lives."

Farrs carried rusty hoes, walking along the set route; won stood at the doorway, wearing frozen "smiles," their lips silently moving; n in front of the blacksmith shop raised their arms, pointing into the void...

The bloody battlefield vanished without a trace, as if last night’s brutal slaughter was just an absurd nightmare. Only the chipped Phantom Cross Sword in Lynch’s hand, the torn robe corner on Kong, and the ntal fatigue and consumption of the two silently recounted what they had just experienced.

"Huff, huff!"

"Huff, huff!"

The sound of Lynch and Kong’s heavy breathing echoed, the two exchanged glances, seeing confusion in each other’s eyes.

"What’s going on?" Kong asked.

Lynch squinted his eyes, turning to look at the sky. At this mont, dawn broke, sunlight penetrating the clouds and spilling down, the boundless night fading away silently.

Was it the sunlight? Because it was dawn?

Or was there another reason?

After pondering for a mont, Lynch couldn’t reason it out, shaking his head: "I’m not sure..."

Pausing, he pondered and added: "But I suspect there might be so kind of chanism here, where the residents would turn into dead spirits for a certain period of ti, like... like..."

"A magic array, a machine?"

Lynch looked around at the bustling crowd: "But what triggers this magic array is still uncertain, perhaps it’s the arrival of night, as night cos the undead revive, and when night ends, the undead revert to ordinary residents."

This speculation was currently the most likely, but Lynch remained very puzzled about who set up this town and what the aning of setting it up was?

"Huh?"

Just as Lynch was puzzled about this, a sudden pain ca from his right eye.

Instinctively, he raised his hand to press his right eye, imdiately feeling warmth in the palm of his hand, soon seeing black liquid flowing from his right eye.

Kong was startled, quickly asking: "Are you okay?"

She had, of course, heard of the Eye of Death God, but didn’t understand the chanism of this eye, and this was the first ti seeing the mature activation of the Eye of Death God.

Lynch shook his head: "I’m fine."

He imdiately pulled out a handkerchief, wiping the black liquid left in his hand and eye socket.

This black liquid wasn’t sothing he was encountering for the first ti; it could roughly be considered as Tears of Insight from the Eye of Death God, having flowed down whenever the Eye of Death God was initially activated, and every ti the Eye of Death God activated a certain ability, this liquid would be left behind.

In other words, seeing the Eye of Death God shed this kind of liquid ant an ability was being activated.

What could it be?