I Will Reveal the Truth of This World to You!

The clash of swords sent brilliant sparks scattering outwards like a spiderweb.

An inexplicable palpitation suddenly flooded Blainey's mind, but before he could react, everything before his eyes was engulfed in leaping flames!

BOOM~

A violent explosion echoed through the silent Lower City. Lynn, not far away, was also thrown to the ground by the shockwave. At the same time, the intelligent system's prompt chimed.

[Energy depleted, overload mode ended...]

"Cough, cough..." Lynn scrambled up from the ground, feeling an intense emptiness. The continuous casting had drained all his Magic Power.

Compared to Lynn, who was merely affected by the blast, Blainey, at the epicenter, looked far more wretched...

As the smoke and dust cleared, Lynn couldn't help but gasp. Blainey, at the center of the explosion, was barely recognizable. The right arm holding the sword was blown off halfway, his exposed skin was charred black and red, and the leather armor on his chest had burst open, revealing glimpses of mangled flesh and bone...

More terrifyingly, the intense explosion had instantly sucked the surrounding oxygen dry. Blainey's agonizing screams lasted for over ten seconds before abruptly ceasing.

Lynn felt a pang of unease. He had heard of swamp gas explosions on the news, but this was the first time he had witnessed one firsthand, especially one he had personally caused.

If Blainey hadn't been so far away, and if the trajectory of the Fireball hadn't been so easy to predict and avoid, he wouldn't have resorted to such a risky gambit, using the principle of swamp gas explosions to lure and kill his opponent.

It was also thanks to the miraculous nature of Magic Power that allowed him to manipulate air currents to a certain extent. Coupled with the fact that the Lower City was not lacking in "raw materials," achieving a concentration sufficient to cause an explosion was no easy feat.

Lynn picked up the long sword that had fallen to the ground and cautiously approached to check Blainey's condition.

Despite suffering such severe injuries, Blainey hadn't died immediately. His eyes, still attached to their sockets, stared fixedly at Lynn, emitting a "gurgling" sound, clearly indicating his vocal cords were also damaged.

"Let me send you off, you're welcome!" Lynn said coldly. He couldn't deny his hatred for Blainey, who had broken into his home and forced him into a desperate situation. However, he had no intention of torturing him; in this state, he likely wouldn't be able to extract any information anyway.

Death was the best outcome for him!

Lynn raised his long sword and accurately plunged it into Blainey's heart. He watched as the man's body gave a violent shudder before falling still.

Perhaps fueled by hatred, or perhaps influenced by the original owner, Carl, Lynn felt no significant discomfort beyond a psychological aversion to taking a life. Instead, the aftereffects of his spell caused his head to throb intermittently.

Confirming Blainey was truly dead, Lynn's tense expression finally relaxed. His body swayed, and he had to lean on his long sword to avoid collapsing.

"071..." Lynn called out in his mind, but received no response. Recalling the earlier prompt, he realized the intelligent system had likely shut down temporarily due to excessive energy consumption.

Lynn had no solution for this, and could only wait for 071 to replenish its energy on its own. His mind was now filled with questions.

What exactly was the Magic Power used by Wizards? Why could it control chemical elements?

And what were those strange runes that had inexplicably appeared in his mind earlier...

What unsettled Lynn the most was that, under the intelligent system's overload mode, he could directly convert Magic Power into Hydrogen and Oxygen.

Did this mean Magic Power could be converted into any other element?

If so, its miraculous properties might far exceed his expectations.

[Follow me! I will reveal the truth of this world to you!]

Recalling the words his mentor, Coru, had spoken when they met half a year ago, Lynn's heart trembled.

Perhaps the old Wizard hadn't been deceiving him after all!

It was no wonder the original Carl had abandoned a stable life with food and shelter to become a Wizard Apprentice, serving him hand and foot...

The only regret was that the original owner had too little time to study Magic. Furthermore, Coru had more than one apprentice, limiting his teaching time and preventing him from accessing deeper secrets.

The aftereffects of over-consuming Magic Power also made Lynn feel uneasy. During his last spell, he had almost thought his brain would explode, and his body felt as weak as if he had suffered a serious illness, desperately wanting to lie down and sleep.

But Lynn knew this was not the time for rest. Although he had dealt with two enemies, the commotion from the battle in the Slums was significant. It would likely reach the local Inquisition before long, and they would undoubtedly send more people to apprehend him.

His immediate priority was to find a safe haven as quickly as possible and find a way to contact a Wizard...

Lynn looked down at Blainey's corpse, poked it with his sword, and cut open the torn pouch at his waist. A small pile of coins spilled out.

One Secas Gold Coin, seven Silver Coins, and over ten Copper Coins.

Seeing these well-crafted coins undamaged by the explosion slightly improved Lynn's mood.

The original owner, as a Noble's illegitimate son, wasn't wealthy to begin with. Coupled with his half-year absence from home and occasional financial support for his mentor's research, he had been struggling to afford food lately...

With this windfall, he wouldn't have to risk returning to that dilapidated shack. Going back now would likely be a death trap.

"Huh~" Lynn bent down to collect the coins and unexpectedly found a parchment scroll that had fallen out along with them.

Most of the writing was illegible due to the high heat, only vaguely discernible characters like [Ur Town], [Moon Radiance Day], [Joanne], and [seventeen Copper Coins] could be seen.

"Ur Town?" Lynn muttered to himself. Out of caution, he didn't destroy it on the spot but kept the scorched parchment.

He needed someone who could answer his questions, and heading to Ur Town to find other apprentices seemed like a good option.

At least it would be more reliable than trying to find hidden Wizards on his own...

With that thought, Lynn grabbed Blainey's ankle and began dragging the body towards the nearby foul-smelling Yin River.

In this world of Magic and Divine Spells, even the dead couldn't be trusted. If the Holy See of this world possessed resurrection techniques, his intelligence could be compromised.

The safest method was to dispose of the body!