Deconstruction, Recording, Mimicry!

"What a touching scene..."

Antioch's figure appeared at the other end of the passage, with a massive Spirit Realm Guard following closely behind him.

Glancing at Joanne and White Dove being swept towards the exit by the strong current, Antioch showed no intention of stopping them. After all, the Wizard blocking his path would never let them succeed.

If the situation weren't so different, this would almost be a repeat of the Battle of Nordland...

"I think you might have misunderstood something..." Lynn turned around, his gaze sharp as he stared intently at Antioch standing at the end of the passage. He extended his right hand, and a small amount of White Phosphorus remaining on the surface of the storage bag was stripped away under the influence of Mage Hand.

First, I need to record it...

Recalling Joanne's earlier account, Lynn instantly entered overload mode and cast a Zero-Ring Magic—Basic Material Deconstruction!

The fine White Phosphorus powder rapidly disintegrated, reverting to its basic molecular state...

Then, Magic Mimicry!

A large amount of Magic Power surged into his palm. Like cell division, the White Phosphorus suspended in his hand multiplied, then suddenly erupted into a giant Fireball.

Deconstruct and record an element, then mimic it with Magic Power—this is the essence of how Official Wizards can cast spells without materials!

However, normally, it would take weeks or even months to record and master an element. But with the immense computing power provided by the intelligent system, Lynn had shortened this time to within three seconds.

A new Rune was quickly engraved in his mind—it was White Phosphorus—Fireball!

Seeing the Fireball ignite in Lynn's hand, Antioch stopped his advance. Having witnessed the terror of White Phosphorus Fire, he naturally dared not be careless and immediately unleashed his strongest defensive Divine Spell—Divine Barrier!

An invisible light screen, like a sturdy city wall, stood before him. But the White Phosphorus Fire Lynn threw bypassed it directly, crashing towards the entrance behind him.

A violent explosion sounded the next moment, accompanied by a burst of flames. The entrance behind them was instantly engulfed by terrifying White Phosphorus flames.

Antioch was stunned at first. Upon understanding Lynn's intention, his expression immediately turned extremely grim.

Clearly, the Wizard before him wasn't just trying to cover his companions' escape—by sealing off his retreat, the opponent intended to kill him here!

"Very well!" Realizing this, Antioch's rage ignited. The massive Spirit Realm Guard beside him began to advance with heavy steps.

Its body, composed of massive stones, was incredibly heavy. As it stepped on the broken floor tiles, it left distinct imprints...

Standing before the Spirit Realm Guard, Lynn was like a mantis trying to stop a stampede.

But Lynn's expression remained calm, showing no intention of dodging whatsoever. He simply counted silently in his mind.

Three... Two... One...

Turn Stone to Mud!

Just as the Spirit Realm Guard charged forward and swung its fist for a heavy blow, Lynn ducked to evade, pressing his palm to the ground.

The solid ground instantly turned into soft sand and mud. The clumsy, giant stone statue immediately lost its balance as it stepped on it, tumbling directly into the turbulent water behind.

The huge splash that erupted hadn't even landed before it was deconstructed into its basic elements, then infused with Magic Power and condensed into dozens of crystalline ice blades that shot out with incredible speed!

Using the terrain to his advantage, Lynn unleashed his first second-ring Magic—Group—Blade of Ice!

The tide of battle turned in an instant. Antioch hadn't even reacted before the Spirit Realm Guard sank to the bottom of the water, and the swarm of ice blades directly struck the Divine Barrier.

How could a second-ring offensive Magic overcome a third-ring defensive Divine Spell?

Lynn quickly provided the answer. Dozens of ice blades struck three specific points with pinpoint accuracy. Ripples spread across the invisible barrier's surface, accelerating. First, a crack appeared, then the crack rapidly expanded, and the invisible barrier shattered.

This was breaking a surface by attacking its points!

Antioch's face completely changed. He couldn't help but take a step back, raising his staff and casting his second third-ring Divine Spell—Holy Light!

A dazzling wave of light, exuding an aura of death, spread forward in a semicircle. Just five minutes ago, Lynn had fled in disarray under this attack, but he was no longer the same.

White Phosphorus—Flame Demon Hand!

Lynn raised his hand, and terrifying White Phosphorus flames ignited again, transforming into an ancient demon god's hand several meters tall, colliding with the dazzling wave of light.

This ordinary high-tier first-ring Magic erupted with unimaginable power in Lynn's hands!

Blazing flames shot towards the sky, causing the entire castle to tremble violently...

Amidst the white smoke, debris, and flames, Antioch vaguely saw something glittering in mid-air. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was a sword, and Lynn, wielding it, was already right before him.

Clang~

The sharp long sword collided with the gold-inlaid staff, emitting a sharp, unpleasant thud.

What was the best way to deal with a Priest who could cast Divine Spells?

Close combat, of course!

However, Lynn soon discovered that his experience accumulated in games and novels had failed him this time, as Antioch blocked his full-power attack with just one hand holding his staff...

Could this be the legendary melee Priest?

Cold sweat beaded on Lynn's forehead. He lowered his head to evade a heavy blow from Antioch.

Feeling the whistling sound of the staff passing over his head, Lynn estimated the impact force of this blow to be at least 1.5 tons.

This reminded Lynn of the witch hunters he had encountered before.

Are all people from the Holy See like human-shaped Tyrannosaurs?

Fortunately, due to years of pampered living, even after taking the Divine Grace Potion, Antioch's close-combat skills remained unsatisfactory. And combat wasn't just about brute strength!

After two or three exchanges, Lynn instantly calculated the staff's landing point. He thrust his long sword in at a tricky angle, carving a hideous bloody gash across Antioch's chest...

Antioch was shocked and enraged. Not caring about their close proximity, he countered with a second-circle Divine Spell—[Holy Light Impact]!

Blinding white light erupted, and both Lynn and Antioch, standing extremely close, were blasted backward by a tremendous force.

Lynn, with his weaker physique, was sent flying over ten meters. Fortunately, at the moment the Divine Spell was cast, he'd quickly conjured an ice shield around himself to absorb most of the impact, preventing him from falling into the rushing river behind them.

On the other hand, Antioch took the brunt of his own Divine Spell. His ornate, gilded robes were torn to shreds, and the long, ghastly wound on his chest burst open again.

[Holy Word: Shield], [Divine Blessing], [Remove Fear], [Divine Barrier], [Wall of No Light]...

Facing a barrage of life-threatening danger, a shaken Antioch didn't tend to his wounds first. Instead, he cast one protective Divine Spell after another, practically turning himself into a tortoise shell!