Alchemist Wizard

"What kind of Wizardry is this!"

"His attack range is too long, be careful!"

The centaurs charging together were shocked, but their momentum didn't wane. They merely avoided their fallen comrades and continued their assault from the sides.

Roy leaned back slightly, as if drawing a sword from thin air, and separated two strands of hair belonging to the Hair Demon Physique.

In an instant, the hair transformed, solidifying into the robust form of Aquinas magic gold!

This was a type of growable liquid metal, freely divisible and condensed with a large amount of metal elements and Wizardry Energy.

It immediately took the shape of a five-foot short spear, thrusting towards the centaurs.

To everyone's astonishment, the short spear suddenly elongated, its center blossoming into several feet-long sharp tips, transforming into massive iron thorns.

Instantly, four or five warriors were impaled.

Amidst the screams, a few were fortunate to only have their shoulders pierced, while others managed to dodge completely.

But the charge was unstoppable, and they had already surged past.

Without turning his head, Roy summoned an eye behind him, unleashing a Lightning Beam.

As the electric light scattered, the centaurs realized that loose strands of hair were floating in the air. Even if not directly struck, they would be completely paralyzed by the high-voltage current.

The hair strands extended, piercing their hearts and voraciously consuming fresh blood once more.

...

"So, so powerful!"

"As expected of the Wizard!"

The kingdom's defenders of Scarto City were stunned, only bursting into thunderous cheers after a long pause.

Berly and Andov were equally dumbfounded, exchanging glances and communicating through Mental Strength: "An ordinary newly-advanced Wizard isn't usually this strong!"

Advancement and stages are essentially about elevating one's life level.

Not all Wizards are adept at combat.

They also viewed Roy in a new light; this genius in their eyes had already surged far ahead, leading everyone!

"Systematization, correlation...

Self-consistency, cycle..."

Roy, on his part, was gradually gaining insight.

He hadn't undergone a complete transformation or achieved a qualitative change yet.

But unlike before, he wasn't entirely relying on instinct or intuition to choose his tactics and combat methods.

Instead, he was attempting to systematize his approach with a high-level understanding.

He manipulated the hair strands, shortening them back into two silver-white short spears, even using his [Artist] ability to craft them into aesthetically pleasing shapes.

He began to walk forward slowly.

"Damn it!"

Yanila growled.

"The tribe has no cowards, brave warriors, charge with me and slay that Wizard!"

With that, her hooves kicked up dust as she galloped forward.

Seeing this, the other warriors, fueled by anger and honor, overcame their fear and charged towards him.

The old centaur's face was fierce, yet he still held a resolve to die, charging ahead of the rest.

His attendants and guards quickly followed.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Amidst the thunderous sound of hooves, they soon caught up with and overtook other tribes, including Yanila and her group.

Yanila glanced over with a hint of confusion, not understanding why this experienced veteran didn't even leave any reserve strength.

But soon, her pupils trembled violently.

"Black Mist Spell!"

Roy used the Blackening Potion, combined with the principle of an atomizing spray device, to create a large cloud of black mist with his Wizardry Energy.

In an instant, the thick mist drifted with the wind, enveloping the old man and his entourage.

Curses and screams erupted.

The skin and flesh of all the centaurs rapidly corroded and festered.

Especially their eyes—even if they quickly closed their eyelids, the damage was unavoidable!

"Is this... the Acid Mist Spell?"

"Not necessarily, but the underlying principles of many spells are similar. What's more important is the configuration of the acidic substance..."

On the city walls, the crowd was also stunned by the effects of the black mist.

They could roughly tell that Roy had simply incorporated the results of refining strong acid into the atomizing and spraying Spell Model.

This itself wasn't some profound invention.

But it was undeniably powerful.

Normal acid mist, after quickly diluting, would only leave behind some irritating effects.

Some powerful warriors, after special training, could even dare to face the spray with their eyes open!

But they never expected to be immediately overwhelmed!

The old warrior's eyelids festered, blood seeped from the corners of his eyes, and he wished he could gouge out his own eyeballs!

The bloody tears also carried a strong corrosive effect, causing his skin to fester and burn deep marks.

Yet, he still displayed the tenacity of a seasoned warrior, ignoring this biological instinctual pain and launching an attack.

He used sound to locate his target, combined with a finely honed, Wizard-like mental projection, successfully finding Roy's position and thrusting his spear forward.

"Tsk!"

Roy sighed lightly, using his left short spear to deflect the weapon, while his right short spear counterattacked.

With a thud, the old warrior's heart was pierced, and his body stiffened slightly.

But he didn't die. Instead, gritting his teeth, he mustered all his strength, and a crimson flame of Combat Aura condensed around his legs.

As his hooves rose high, the centaur's entire body stood upright.

"War Stomp!"

Boom!

Like a thunderous strike, the ground around Roy shook violently.

This wasn't just a physical attack—it was a combat technique imbued with a kind of magical power.

Roy lost his footing, staggering slightly.

"Great opportunity!"

Yanila and the others behind him snapped out of their daze and immediately seized this rare opening, hurling their spears.

But just as they thought they would succeed, an Invisible Force Field from the Aegis Stone appeared around Roy, forming an energy barrier that blocked all attacks.

The Hair Demon Physique surged, and strands of hair like serpents coiled around the fallen spears, lashing out like whips.

Screams echoed intermittently.

After regaining his composure, Roy charged forward, swiftly cutting down the old warrior and his companions, killing dozens of centaurs in no time.

"A... a monster..."

"Truly unbeatable!"

"Uncle Borey wasn't lying—the power of a Wizard is truly beyond our ability to contend with!"

The centaurs in the rear watched, their bodies stiff and cold, as if plunged into an icy abyss, filled with deep fear.

Most of them had heard of the might of Wizards, but few had the chance to truly face one, or even witness their power.

Not just Wizards—even advanced apprentices and true Inherited Sorcery.

Were rarely seen.

But at this moment, they finally understood the truth behind the rumors, comprehending the reasons that had humiliated and left their ancestors helpless, with no means to resist.

"Is this... the power of a Wizard?"

Yanila was completely stunned.

Several guards nearby quickly supported her, dragging her away as they fled to safety.

(End of Chapter)