An hour later, the old Black Wizard's body had completely transformed into a silver-forged werewolf, every inch of its body gleaming with silver striations.
A slit suddenly split open on his forehead. Then a rolling silver eyeball emerged from within—it was the Innate Magic Eye that Abyss Werewolves possessed as First Ring creatures.
The silver eyeball looked rather horrifying. Its structure resembled a human eye, but it was clearly a Spell Eye.
At the same time, the curse mark on his face transformed into a wound, leaving behind a scar.
The old Black Wizard looked at his brand-new body and burst into laughter, overwhelmed with excitement. "I've finally transformed into an Abyss Werewolf."
"With this body, infiltrating the Endless Abyss is no longer impossible. Then there's that ruin..."
The old Black Wizard abruptly fell silent, his eyes flickering. Clearly, he had realized that he had let something slip in his excitement. His eyes flickered again, and he wisely chose to avoid the subject.
Through the mirror in the potion room, the old Black Wizard observed his current form. He did not care about the defect of having lost his human appearance.
Mutant wizards were everywhere.
In the mirror, the eye on the old Black Wizard's forehead emitted a faint silver glow. The light was viscous, almost liquid. Immediately afterward, a crack appeared in the mirror, as if a fist had slammed directly into the magical mirror.
The Spell Model on the back of the magical mirror also began to shatter.
A spiderweb-like crack appeared across the mirror.
"Beholder Wizard, my name is Warwick. You are a friend I would like to make." The old Wizard Warwick said, "It is said that Abyss Werewolves possess an Innate Magic Eye—the Eye of Wisdom. Abyss Werewolves are the strategists of the Endless Abyss,