Wizard: I Can Refine Everything

The enemy's curse echoed in Ista's mind like a bell.

Fate is such a prankster. He turned from food to slave, from slave to toy, and finally barely became a free man, only to have another master due to a single sentence.

In an instant, a surge of courage suddenly arose in Ista's heart.

He wanted to curse the dominator before him, curse this world that toys with him. But this courage faded away under Samuel's presence.

If he had this courage, he would have died in the ranch world already and wouldn't have lived to this point.

Besides, what's the harm in having another master?

In this world, even if a dragon has a few more masters, what's the big deal? They are all pawns of the dominator. Who's nobler than whom?

Besides, what Samuel said wasn't wrong.

According to the habits of the Abyss, when the Legion Commander eats meat, even his deputy can at least have a big sip of soup.

The Abyss can become a civilization not only by deceit and betrayal. Building a stable community of interests and maintaining a certain social contract within the group is an essential process.

If he's lucky, he might even advance further.

After all, being blessed by the Abyss is no feat for a weak creature.

"Thank you for your concern, your care is an honor to me, great Dominator."

Samuel didn't care about Ista's response; to him, a small Fifth Level being is at most a main course, any flattery of his is insignificant.

He flapped his wings and disappeared instantly.

Recently, the war between the Abyss and the gods has stirred some waves, and as a dominator, he doesn't have much free time.

...

Amidst the treetops, Richard had already detached from the black space, returning to his Spirit Space.

Here, the clockwork device had disappeared, and the Miracle Furnace hovered in the space, its fire looking slightly dim.

The recent adjustments seemed to have consumed much of the Miracle Furnace's strength.

Richard gently touched this furnace, which since his arrival in this world, had saved him from numerous perils, guiding him smoothly on the path of becoming a Wizard.

But regarding its origins, Richard knew nothing.

People often hold conflicted feelings towards the unknown; they are curious yet fearful, longing for change but desiring stability.

But burying one's head in the sand like an ostrich is, in the end, self-deception.

His destiny was altered by the Miracle Furnace, and he must confront the potential challenges that the future holds.

Richard, stroking the Miracle Furnace, murmured, "What do you truly represent?"

But the Miracle Furnace paid him no mind.

The ancient furnace slowly merged into his soul, as if Richard's murmurings were truly meant for himself.

"If you're going to ignore me, at least give me a sign," Richard said somewhat helplessly, "Don't you need any fuel?"

[Requires fuel: 350,000 Soul Power]

Hmm?

Richard rubbed his eyes, confirming he hadn't misread the digits.

Three hundred and fifty thousand Soul Power, that would burn nearly six hundred of him.

[External soul fuel can be used]

External soul fuel? That means using other beings' souls then.

Richard calculated briefly; his one unit of Soul Power converted into the most common First Level creature's Soul Power was precisely 200 points, with an extreme mental power increase of 0.1 for a First Level life.

Three hundred fifty thousand Soul Power converts roughly into slightly more than 350,000 souls of extreme First Level creatures as fuel.

Considering it this way... it doesn't seem like a lot.

While 350,000 sounds like a lot, a Galaxy Mayfly's soul is still a soul. The standard for becoming a First Level creature doesn't change with race; although the innate spiritual power of a Galaxy Mayfly is minimal, once it becomes a First Level creature, its soul doesn't differ much in power from that of a Wizard or any other group.

350,000 First Level creatures are just 350,000 Galaxy Mayflies. Even if the spiritual power of a Galaxy Mayfly is just at the level of becoming a First Level creature, at most, it would be quadrupled.

1.4 million Galaxy Mayflies, yet a single Basic Battle Zone could consume more in an hour,

"Using the Netherworld Rules, I can just collect the souls of those dead Mayflies on the battlefield,"

Richard's lips curled into a smile, realizing using other souls is much simpler.

"Furnace bro, in the future, can't we use external souls for all extractions?"

[External fuel can't be used for extraction but can accelerate it]

"Accelerate? You mean... Rule Fusion?"

The Miracle Furnace didn't provide further information, but Richard was certain this acceleration referred to Rule Fusion.

After all, refining other things would be instantaneous and wouldn't need acceleration.

"If acceleration is possible, then perhaps the day of advancing to the Sixth Circle… isn't too far off," Richard muttered to himself.

Leaving the spirit world, Richard's consciousness was immediately overwhelmed by the various sensations fed back by his body's changes.

His bodily senses seemed to suddenly intensify dozens of times over, the sudden complexity of sensory information causing his brain to almost crash.

He opened his eyes, and the world before him suddenly became vibrant and colorful, with light splitting into different colors before his eyes. Taking a deep breath, those scents imperceptible in everyday life exploded within his nostrils.

He could even smell the changes in his body's hormones.

The sounds in his ears became exceptionally complex, countless noises made the world unbearably noisy.

He could even hear the sound of energy flow changing in the air.

This was just the most basic sensory change.

In his advanced senses, the perception of energy became extremely acute, so subtle that he could easily capture even one ten-thousandth of an energy level.

Regarding dimensional senses, at this moment they also became extraordinarily keen.

Those dimensional creatures that were usually invisible or required mindful perception were now clearly visible in his "eyes".

And he, carrying the Eye of Truth in his left eye, actually fused the Eye of Truth and flesh, making the Eye of Truth completely a part of himself.

Moreover, Richard noticed that he had gained an additional sense.

He could vaguely feel the Power of Mystery.

In other words, he was no longer a Spiritual Insulator.

"This is a bit wasted on me," Richard scratched his head and said.

He had experimented before that those goblins and werewolves who fused with the Wild Beastmen bloodline could basically clearly perceive an invisible force, which is the Power of Mystery.

But after Richard fused the Bloodline himself, it was like looking at flowers in the fog, always separated from the Power of Mystery by a layer of distance.

Now that he could vaguely perceive the Power of Mystery, if this talent were on ordinary creatures, they might be able to manipulate the Power of Mystery with a mortal body.

Moreover, if the Spiritual Talent is not good, it might as well be a pure Spiritual Insulator.

At least a Spiritual Insulator can avoid many curses failing.

However, since he had it, speaking of this was meaningless. Having an extra sense meant an extra channel, which had both pros and cons.

After a long time, Richard finally adapted to his mutated senses.

He stood up, only feeling the power inside him like a volcano about to erupt.

"Ha!"

Richard roared, venting his power. And in this shout, even the space showed slight fluctuations.

Slightly sensing his body, Richard was instantly amazed by the changes in his body.

If his previous body was like an ordinary alarm clock, then his current body was at least a differential engine.

The complex and precise systems in his body cooperated, allowing his previously flat attributes to advance one more big step.

It's not an exaggeration to say that Richard felt he could challenge some weaker Level 6 Creatures without much problem.

The Abyss Battle Body officially entered the 2.0 era!

However, Richard did not let the changes in his body cloud his mind. As a Wizard, his rationality quickly occupied his brain.

After confirming the changes in his body, he immediately began using Life Editing, checking his Life Core. And upon checking, he was once again shocked.

His Life Core was several times more complex than before, as if some force had packed the Life Core of a biological museum into his Life Core.

"Is this the inheritance of the Abyss?"

Richard suddenly realized that for the Abyss, those so-called combat skills were insignificant.

If your speed is fast enough, fast enough that the opponent cannot react, no matter how good his skills are, he cannot block your attack.

Similarly, if your strength is strong enough, strong enough that even if the opponent has techniques like four ounces moves a thousand pounds, it still cannot move your attack.

Then his skills would be useless.

Skills are strategies for defeating stronger enemies with weaker attributes, and the Abyss nurtures those strong ones.

"This inheritance is quite generous," Richard muttered to himself.

Now it's equivalent to having an entire Abyss Evolution Tree, and as long as he wishes, he can find any feature he wants in this almost endless Evolution Tree.

As long as he wants, he can completely match a battle body for different enemies.

Ending Life Editing, Richard moved his body and flew towards the outside of the canopy.

At the moment he flew out of the canopy, the "action" that previously blocked Samuel reappeared in front of him. But unlike last time, this "action" did not make any offensive gesture but slightly swayed its body, showing respect with Abyss politeness.

"Guest, I apologize for my previous behavior towards you."

Guest?

Richard felt a bit confused, but thinking about it, Wizards had already established relations with the Abyss, so calling him a guest was not a problem.

Richard returned the Wizard's Salute: "Duty calls, no need to apologize."

"The army the Dominator prepared for you is ready, and I will guide you."

Saying that, a creature resembling a centipede split from the "action". This creature flew to Richard's side and pointed with a tentacle to Richard's left side.

"Go this way."

Perhaps due to the influence of the Abyss inheritance, this eerie-looking creature actually seemed a bit cute to Richard at this moment.

"Alright, Mr. Action, thank you for your help."

"Duty calls, no need for thanks."