Chapter 333 - 303: Promotion Premonition

Chapter 333: Chapter 303: Promotion Premonition

Like a hot knife through butter.

Its upper body flew backward from the momentum, while its lower half remained standing in place.

Great clumps of cooked entrails mixed with boiling blood sprayed out. The scene was quite Bloody.

THUD...

Half a corpse fell to the ground.

All three Beastman Goblins had been annihilated!

The remaining regular goblins were picked off one by one.

lv.28 (601/650) -> lv.29 (245/675). Level up!

This time, Zelir chose to increase his Spirit.

Power: 107 -> 108 -> 111

agility: 117 -> 118

Constitution: 104 -> 105

Spirit: 147 -> 153

Intelligence: 146

Perception: 32

Charm: 61

Lucky: 51

Talent Skills:

Technique Celestial Calculation

Magic Contract

He enjoyed the comfortable sensation of the warm current washing over his body.

The six-point increase in Spirit strengthened Zelir’s max Blue Bar and Magic Power Strength to a certain extent.

The effect of Magic Contract, which boosts Strength and Agility Body by 25% of his Spirit Attribute, still only resulted in a one-point increase after adding six points to Spirit.

But Zelir wasn’t worried.

He knew that the missing 0.5 attribute points would be returned to him the next time he raised his Spirit Attribute.

Just when Zelir thought it was all over, a strange resonance suddenly occurred within his body.

BZZ... BZZ...

In his sea of consciousness, the slowly rotating Spring Seed began to flicker at a fixed frequency.

Its rotation sped up abruptly, and the flow of Magic Power also quickened significantly.

The feeling was as if he was about to reach some kind of threshold.

’This...’

Zelir was a little surprised.

The conditions for advancing to a Middle Level Mage were to master a Level Four Multi-layered Spell Structure Magic and to have one’s Magic Power Strength reach a height of three meters in the Crystal Pillar.

Based on the feeling from his sea of consciousness just now, it seemed he would soon reach the promotion threshold for a Middle Level Mage in terms of his Spirit Attribute.

This was also thanks to the milestone reward for reaching 5% analysis progress on the Great Creation Skill, which had given Zelir an extra six attribute points.

’I wonder if I’ll be able to preview the next stage of Talent Skills once I meet the Spirit Attribute threshold...’

Zelir was very much looking forward to what choices the next Talent Skills would offer.

"Your physical condition... is quite outstanding," Hill said, his tone tinged with surprise.

"It’s because I train often," Zelir replied with a smile.

"You should have seen him during the Monster Hunting, charging in with a Longsword to chop the legs off a Crystal Cluster Giant Spider."

Gray flicked the goblin blood from his blade, wiped it clean, and sheathed his sword. "Way scarier than this."

"Hoh..."

Hill raised an eyebrow, his interest in Zelir growing even stronger. "It seems your strength is even greater than I imagined."

"Just some basic self-defense techniques."

Zelir dismissed the Fire Stone Whip. The rocks fell to the ground, and the specks of fire faded away.

He took a moment to check his remaining Magic Power reserves.

’Level Three Magic really saves on mana.’

This time, he had cast two Arcane Missiles and maintained the Fire Stone Whip for a while, and his total Mana Consumption was only about 10%.

A single Level Four spell from the Empowerment Magic System, by contrast, cost nearly 10% of his mana.

Having cleared out the goblin camp, Zelir felt fired up by the sensation of his Spirit Attribute nearing its threshold.

"Let’s go!"

Zelir waved his hand. "Onward!"

For the rest of the journey, Zelir simply followed the Demon camp locations marked by Wells, slaughtering his way through them one by one.

Wells had provided a safe route, but Zelir treated it as a hit list, clearing out every camp he came across.

And these Demon camps were, without a doubt, all filled with goblins.

It wasn’t just Wells who had discovered them; many other Adventurers had found these goblin camps as well.

However, they had all chosen to bypass them because they offered no valuable rewards.

This, however, left a massive pile of experience packs for Zelir.

CRACK! BOOM!

Another explosive crack echoed as the whip tore through the air.

Swept up by the Fire Stone Whip, the last goblin was sliced in two at the waist, and a scorched stench filled the damp forest.

Zelir retracted his Magic Power, and the red light at the tip of the Night Peace slowly faded.

This was already the fourth camp.

The expressions on the faces of the other squad members as they looked at Zelir were a little off.

Gray’s expression was particularly strange.

While sheathing his sword, he watched Zelir, who was already preparing to find the next camp.

"Hey..."

Gray leaned over to Marcus and lowered his voice.

"Is it just me, or is Zelir a little too bloodthirsty?"

"It is a bit strange."

Marcus was also confused.

"He’s quite friendly to everyone else, but he’s so vicious toward Demons... It’s like he can’t wait to kill them."

"Probably some kind of special quirk... It’s a little scary, anyway."

Gray knew he would never go out of his way to kill goblins without a bounty on them.

It was purely something to do when you had nothing better to do.

Zelir’s Experience Points were skyrocketing at an incredible rate!

lv.29 (245/675) -> lv.30 (216/700). Level up!

Zelir once again chose to put his points into Spirit.

Power: 111 -> 113

agility: 118 -> 120

Constitution: 105 -> 107 -> 110

Spirit: 153 -> 159

Sure enough, the 0.5 Strength and Agility Body attribute value that had been held in reserve on his panel was restored.

This time, Zelir added the extra attribute points gifted by Magic Contract to his Constitution.

Overall, it was best to keep these three in balance.

Feeling his Spirit Attribute getting ever closer to its threshold, Zelir nodded in satisfaction.

He turned his head, noticed his teammates’ baffled expressions, and calmly explained.

"Just honing my combat skills."

"You’re taking down a whole group of goblins with a single whip crack. What skills are there to hone?"

Valles said, puzzled, "I think you just enjoy the feeling of mowing them down like grass."

As the party advanced, they slowly delved deeper into the first level of the ruins.

The air grew more humid and stuffy, like a steam basket.

A dense canopy of trees obscured the original ceiling, and countless aerial roots dangled and swayed in mid-air.

The plants growing here also began to look wild and twisted.

Fluorescent moss, as soft as wool, completely covered the ground. It pulsed rhythmically with the movement of the air, emitting a faint glow.

Some flowers were as large as trees, their petals a bizarre, fleshy red.

When a stray glowing insect occasionally flew past, the petals would snap shut at an astonishing speed, devouring the prey with a sharp SNAP.

The Demons and dangerous traps marked in Wells’s guide began to appear.

RUSTLE RUSTLE RUSTLE...

A strange sound suddenly came from the bushes nearby.

The group slowed their pace and peeked over cautiously.

Behind the shrubs, a large black mass was writhing.

Corrosive Beetles.

These beetles were as large as washbasins. Their carapaces were a greasy black and covered in tumor-like bumps.

But at this moment, they showed no signs of aggression.

Three or four beetles were piled on top of a massive female, like a human pyramid.

Countless tiny, jointed legs intertwined and rubbed against each other, making a chittering sound.

The Corrosive Beetles’ antennae were touching, transmitting some kind of primitive signal.

A thick, black bodily fluid pooled beneath them.

"Ugh..."

Seeing this, Valles furrowed his brow.

He instinctively covered his nose, his voice full of disgust.

"What... are they doing? It looks pretty disgusting."

"Mating... probably?" Gray wasn’t entirely sure either.

"Stand back,"

Zelir said softly.

As he spoke, he aimed his Night Peace Magic Wand at the group of Corrosive Beetles.

"Huh? We’re fighting these too?"

Gray quickly took a few steps back.

The guide had already noted that Corrosive Beetles explode in a splash of acid when they die.

It was definitely better to be as far away as possible.

A dim ball of blue light finished gathering.

The bodies of the Corrosive Beetles were more fragile than goblins’; even the Fire Stone Whip would be a waste.

Zelir used the Level Two Magic, Magic Wave, which he had learned from Lante.

THOOM THOOM THOOM...

Zelir’s Casting Speed with Level Two Magic was now under a second, allowing him to lay down suppressive fire like a rifle.

The Corrosive Beetles, lost in their instinct to reproduce, had no time to react.

They were bombarded by one Magic Wave after another, exploding one by one in a splash of acid!