One of the Special Lifeforms

A large group of Dewflower Spirits bustled about after Labu. The two wizards in the hall sat facing one another, while the fragrance of delicacies and fine wine drifted through the air.

On the soft sofa across from Green, if he had not confirmed that the dazzling, surging light of the soul emanating from the figure was indeed a Wizard's Will fluctuation, Green would truly have found it hard to believe that a genius wizard had developed bizarre soul sorcery, seized the body of a foreign god, and was now sitting right before him!

From the perspective of a low-level wizard, this truly was a perfect, powerful body.

Even without the support of a World Lord's will, the physical strength possessed by this body alone would not have left Green far behind Agemund. It was truly terrifying.

"Success came because of this perfect body, and failure will come because of this perfect body. Every other condition for advancing to a Stigmata Wizard has been met; only the four hundred points of Spiritual Force required to advance to a Rank 4 wizard are limited and bound by this body. It is far too difficult..."

A broad wizard robe concealed a three-meter-tall, muscular, burly frame. Two long curved horns grew from his head, and he had pale skin and black eyes. If not for the savage fangs revealed whenever he spoke, this humanoid body truly looked perfect at a glance, radiating the light of wisdom.

Wise, tranquil, yet not lacking in strength.

As he spoke, Dark Wing Nikla looked at Green, his eyes filled with admiration.

"As expected of Master Green, Shadow of Despair, who turned the Academy War around single-handedly. In the end, even the strongest Abyss King of the subterranean abyss in recent centuries had to be confronted by joining