Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience-Chapter 121 - 029: Win or Lose? Gobble up in one bite!

Everything happened too suddenly. No one present noticed the abnormality of the soldier, and by the time the others reacted, the great sword radiating cold light had already slashed down.

At the critical moment, the space around Rolf suddenly distorted, and a silent, bubble-like film appeared and wrapped him within.

High-level apprentice defensive magic: [Water Bubble].

Lynch’s all-out strike only managed to cause rippling water waves on the surface of the bubble, but Rolf beneath remained completely unharmed.

However, Lynch’s offensive did not stop there.

"Boom!"

A ball of fire burst into fierce flames on the sword blade. Holding the sword erupting in fire, Lynch swung several more strikes.

As the fire met the bubble, sizzling sounds erupted, and under the extreme heat, the bubble’s film bubbled like boiling water, white smoke rising with sizzles as the violent waves pushed Rolf several meters away.

Before Rolf could stabilize himself, the space around him distorted once more, as another forceful elemental attack tried to tear through the surrounding bubble.

At the same time.

"Whizz!" A sharp piercing whistle burst forth.

A rapidly spinning white Bone Spear shot in from afar.

Zero-ring mid-level undead magic: [Bone Spear].

The Bone Spear originated from William Heim’s Undead Castle—it was the same attack William Heim used to pierce through Lynch’s Multi-element Shield before. Curious after the event, Lynch took the time to research and successfully mastered it during this period.

Strictly speaking, this was not a conventional spell; it required a casting medium for its release, which meant pre-refining the Bone Spear. The strength of the spear directly determined the spell’s potency.

William Heim’s Bone Spear was crafted from a segment of a Behemoth beast’s shinbone—considered comparable to a Second-tier Life Judge in resilience. This was precisely why it had such astounding power, effortlessly shattering Lynch’s High-level apprentice Multi-element Shield.

Rolf’s legitimate High-level apprentice magic Water Bubble was naturally stronger in defense than Lynch’s mid-level apprentice magic. Yet, under the combined assault of [Space Distortion] and [Bone Spear], it exceeded its limits.

With a resounding "Boom!", the bubble-like film was blasted open, leaving a gap.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of the rushing wind echoed as Lynch appeared in front of Rolf once again.

"My lord!"

"My lord, be careful!"

The surrounding knights looked aghast.

Rolf’s gaze sharpened, several spells already charging.

"Clink!"

A crisp sound like shattered glass rang out, as a translucent object resembling a glass bottle slipped into the gap blown open in the Water Bubble. Following a sharp "Bang!", the bottle exploded.

Inside was a mysterious, viscous black liquid. As soon as the glass bottle shattered, this liquid splattered everywhere.

Rolf immediately cast a Water Column to try and wash the liquid away. Strangely, the liquid seemed impervious to Rolf’s spell, piercing through the Water Column and sprinkling over him like raindrops.

Suddenly, the liquid morphed into a series of black runes. As they flashed on Rolf’s body, they quickly disappeared.

’What is this? A curse? A mark?’

Rolf quickly distanced himself from Lynch, all the while working to restore his defensive magic and carefully examining his condition. Yet, no abnormalities could be detected. The markings seemed to be some sort of imprint.

Marks were typically non-aggressive and complicated to dispel. After confirming they were not a type of curse, Rolf decided to temporarily set them aside.

His gaze returned to Lynch ahead.

Though the series of events seemed lengthy in description, from Lynch’s sudden attack to their current separation, only a few breaths had passed.

It was only at this moment that Rolf genuinely laid eyes on the mastermind repeatedly sabotaging their plans.

He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What did you do to me?"

Lynch replied straightforwardly, "A mark."

Rolf sneered, "Is coughing up spit all you can do before dying?"

Lynch shrugged. "Who knows? Maybe it’s a death omen."

Rolf couldn’t understand Lynch’s cryptic words, nor did he care to figure them out. Too much time had already been wasted. Since he had found Lynch... Lynch must now die!

The battle erupted instantly.

Rolf raised his hand, producing a series of cracking sounds as a row of ice spikes materialized above him. With a quick gesture toward Lynch, the spikes shot forward swiftly.

The ice spikes moved at an incredible pace. Even with the agility of a mid-level knight, Lynch narrowly dodged them.

Just barely avoiding the spikes, Rolf immediately clenched his hand.

Suddenly, the spikes, which had just missed Lynch and embedded themselves around him, emitted blinding blue light before erupting in a deafening "Boom!".

The earth was torn apart, ice shards mixed with soil scattering everywhere, leaving behind a crater over ten meters in diameter.

But within the crater, Lynch was nowhere to be seen.

"Above!" a knight shouted.

Rolf instinctively looked up, spotting Lynch atop a nearby tree. Above, dark clouds rapidly gathered before releasing crackling lightning bolts straight toward him.

"Crackling sounds echoed!"

Dense purple lightning bit fiercely into Rolf’s bubble-like film, causing it to tremble incessantly and ripple with waves. Thunder Element naturally had a partial advantage over Water Element attributes.

Unfortunately, this elemental counterbalance couldn’t overcome the difference in magic levels. After a surge of ripples, the film finally steadied.

’It really is multi-element refinement!’

Though impressed by Lynch’s abilities, Rolf didn’t halt his counterattack, snapping his right fingers swiftly.

A considerable amount of Water Element rapidly gathered beside Lynch, forming a basketball-sized water ball before exploding in a torrent. The tree Lynch stood upon was obliterated upon impact, water droplets spraying furiously.

Rolf clenched his right hand again, freezing the scattered water droplets mid-air, quickly stretching them into thin Ice Needles.

With a casual wave of his hand, the multitude of Ice Needles surged toward Lynch.

Given their density, escape was impossible. Lynch could only hastily deploy his Multi-element Shield. A cacophony of "Snap! Snap!" sounds rang out incessantly as the Ice Needles assaulted the shield, shaking it violently.

"Whoosh!"

No sooner had this wave of needles passed than a massive congregation of Water Element gathered before Rolf, enough to make the sky seem as though it was raining. Within moments, a gigantic water sphere formed above Rolf’s head.

However, instead of hurling the water sphere, Rolf clenched his hand again. The sphere began compressing rapidly, shrinking to the size of a mere droplet no larger than a thumb.

Lynch’s expression grew tense.

That seemingly ordinary droplet exuded incredibly intense elemental fluctuations to his perception.

Without a word wasted, Rolf flicked the droplet toward Lynch.

"Whizz!"

The droplet traveled faster than space itself, appearing instantly in front of Lynch. His Multi-element Shield lasted only a second before shattering, leaving the droplet unimpeded as it struck toward Lynch’s head.

Just at the critical moment, Lynch’s head mysteriously flickered, allowing the droplet to pass through harmlessly and strike the ground behind.

"BOOOOM!"

A thunderous explosion erupted.

The earth quaked violently, a massive crater 20 to 30 meters in diameter forming in its wake. Dirt and grass flew everywhere, with thick mud accumulating at the bottom.

Rolf turned his head toward the crater’s edge.

There, Lynch crouched low on the ground, his clothing visibly damaged, his complexion slightly pale—but overall, he bore no significant injuries, still alive and well.

Rolf was astonished.

This mid-level apprentice’s techniques truly seemed endless. Typical mid-level apprentices could manage one or two spells at best; not Lynch. From start to now, he had displayed several elemental spells.

He had unleashed almost everything he had, yet Lynch survived his storm-like barrage of attacks. His resilience defied expectations.

"This ends now!" Rolf said coldly.

Resilience or not, it was nothing more than a futile struggle.

The gap between a High-level Apprentice and a Low-level Apprentice was insurmountable. The fight thus far had demonstrated that Lynch’s relentless efforts only allowed him to barely cope, offering no opportunity to counterattack. He had already poured every ounce of strength into his defense.

At this juncture, Lynch was certainly no match for Rolf.

"Lynch!"

Just as Lynch seemed to be cornered, Avery suddenly rushed over.

Lynch frowned. "You..."

He wanted to say something, but sensing something off, he turned to glance at a distant point and swallowed his words.

He apologized, "Sorry, I lost."

The gap was undeniable.

Avery’s eyes reddened slightly. She forced a smile and said, "You are the bravest warrior I’ve ever met!"

After a pause, she added, "Leave this to me."

She stepped forward and then turned to face Rolf. "I will die here, but before that..."

She glanced backward, her lips moving slightly as though to say something, but the words seemed to stick in her throat. At this point, she decided not to burden anyone’s future.

Turning to Rolf, she continued, "Let him leave. I will offer enough in return."

But—

Rolf decisively said, "I refuse."

Avery became flustered.

But before she could negotiate further, Rolf unleashed another row of ice spikes.

"Bang!"

A great sword quietly appeared before Avery, sweeping forth and deflecting all the ice spikes.

Lynch stood beside Avery again, shielding her.

Rolf was stunned—how did he still have strength?

Rolf wasted no time, raising his hand to summon once more the terrifying water sphere. It rapidly coalesced again.

Without flinching, Lynch stood firmly in front of Avery.

Tears silently streamed down Avery’s face.

She whispered, "Enough."

She shouted, "It’s enough already!"

She tugged at Lynch, crying, "Run away, don’t worry about me. You’ve already done more than enough!"

"We..."

She spoke faintly, "We’ve already lost."

But Lynch’s response was—

"Run?"

He sneered, "Why should we run?"

He looked at Rolf ahead, his eyes devoid of fear, but brimming with playfulness and anticipation.

"Besides,"

"It’s only me who lost, not us."

Rolf didn’t understand.

He seriously couldn’t comprehend why, at this point, this mid-level apprentice continued to persist.

Before he could dwell further, suddenly—

"Whoosh!"

A gust of chilly wind blew through the forest, sending shivers down Rolf’s spine as though a ferocious predator had fixed its gaze on him.

In the next moment—

A low chuckle arose behind him. "Heh heh heh—Caught you!"

Simultaneously, a massive mouth inexplicably appeared behind Rolf, devouring the large water sphere he had just conjured and half of his body...

In one bite.