Limit Break Special Effect: Reorganization

The night sky was starless. Only above the depths of the canyon hung a layer of ominous blood-red light.

Ian rose and left his room, heading to the open space behind the potion laboratory.

[Crystal Energy Barrier: Mastery (795/800)]

Just five more points. Even if he had to stay up all night, he would grind it out!

He took a deep breath of the scorching air and cast aside all distractions.

"Kryst'thal!"

A translucent crystal shield unfolded before him, its hexagonal energy structure flowing with a faint glow in the darkness.

Following his previous line of thought, Ian was no longer content merely to maintain it. He began practicing at maximum intensity.

He kept the shield stable while moving rapidly, simulating energy impacts of different angles and strengths.

The instant a section of the shield was struck, he used Mental Power to finely adjust the energy in nearby cells, channeling it over to share the pressure...

Every optimization and adaptation of the structure brought a faint tremor of proficiency.

Numbers did not necessarily appear every time, but the feeling of improving step by step deeply fascinated Ian.

[Crystal Energy Barrier Proficiency +1]

Ian's gaze sharpened as he continually recalled scenes from his past battles, simulating new models in his mind.

When a crystal cell was damaged, could it stop distributing the burden across the entire shield and instead actively break apart?

Then, it could swiftly transfer its energy to other cells while drawing energy from them, instantly forming a new crystal cell at the damaged spot.

The idea was extraordinarily bold. It required an almost instinctive, profound understanding of the shield's structure, as well as precise control through extremely condensed Mental Power.

"I have both of those!"

Light flashed in Ian's eyes. After confirming the plan was feasible once more, he focused all his attention and simulated a "point-penetration attack" against the shield before him.

Under his deliberate guidance, the attacked hexagonal cell suddenly dimmed.

Just before it shattered completely, the energy in several surrounding cells began to resonate at a peculiar frequency.

Strands of energy were drawn from the gaps between the cells, weaving together at tremendous speed...

A brand-new, slightly smaller but structurally complete hexagonal crystal condensed in less than a fraction of a second!

At first, this reorganized cell had only around eighty percent of the original's strength, while the Mental Power consumption was negligible.

"I... succeeded!"

[Crystal Energy Barrier Proficiency +1]

[Crystal Energy Barrier: Limit Break 1 (0/1600) (Limit Break Special Effect: 1. Reorganization)]

Boom!

A familiar violent shock exploded in his mind, far more intense than any previous Limit Break!

Countless insights into energy structures, crystal growth, damage, and regeneration poured into his mind like a flood.

Ian "saw" the fundamental model of this spell.

It was not a simple flat arrangement, but a dynamic, three-dimensional honeycomb energy network with layers nested within layers!

Every hexagonal cell was a tiny energy node.

They were linked to one another and shared an energy pool. When attacked, the entire network could rapidly redistribute energy and reorganize its structure!

At the same time, beside the Will Rune, beyond the blue Frost Rune and gray palm-shaped rune, a new little neighbor appeared.

A completely new, intricate and exquisite translucent crystalline rune flickered faintly, seeming to breathe and leap with joy.

The crystalline rune was composed of countless tiny hexagonal crystals that continuously formed, vanished, and reorganized...

Like a miniature defensive system that never ceased operating.

However, it was still not fully formed, and its finer details remained somewhat blurry.

Perhaps Ian would need to break through the limit again to complete it.

The instant the spell rune took shape, a thought crossed his mind, and he did not chant an incantation.

A brand-new energy shield enveloped his entire body, linked to his will and moving as naturally as an extension of his limbs.

Instant-cast shield!

Ian forcefully suppressed his wild joy and carefully sensed the differences in the new shield.

The shield's absolute strength had doubled!

But that was not the main point. The key was its "activity"!

He could clearly sense every current within the shield's energy network, as though it were an extension of his body.

He could thicken one part of the shield into a tower shield, or have it change shape like flowing water as he moved, reducing air resistance.

He could even expand the shield's range, creating a simple "isolation zone" centered on himself.

He tried dismissing the shield, then willed it into existence again.

The shield instantly reappeared, then dispersed, then was cast again.

Only after five consecutive uses did Ian feel a noticeable trace of Mental Power depletion.

This meant that in actual combat, as long as it was not shattered instantly, his shield could practically remain "unbroken forever."

His survivability had undergone a qualitative leap!

"Reorganization!"

Ian silently recited the name, his eyes burning with fiery light.

He raised his head toward the depths of the canyon. He did not know when the Crimson Court's next attack would come.

But Ian knew that he had gained another crucial trump card.

He turned to return to his room when Copperbeard's booming roar came from the temporary workshop on the eastern side of the camp.

"Hahaha! I fixed one! Sterling, come take a look!"

His voice carried barely restrained excitement. Copperbeard was so loud that he did not care in the slightest whether he disturbed anyone else's rest.

"Let those Crimson bastards have a taste of the Thunder Roar ballista's power!"

Ian's heart stirred as he looked in that direction.

"The Rune Ballista only arrived today, and Copperbeard has already repaired one. He really does have some skill."

Copperbeard's arrival had visibly strengthened the camp's defenses at a rapid pace.

At the center of the camp, Sterling rose into the air and flew toward the temporary workshop in the east.

Repairing the Rune Ballista was excellent news.

But Ian keenly noticed that Copperbeard, Hank, and Wizard Sterling alike all revealed an anxiety they could not conceal.

Before the great battle arrived, he too needed to push his strength to its current limit and become a true turret wizard!

His defenses had now undergone a qualitative leap, but Ian was not satisfied.

Aside from the offensive spells he practiced every day, the only direction in which he could currently improve was his physical strength.

But his Rock Bear Potion was temporarily difficult to improve, while his Bloodline Purification Art was still at Proficient (306/400).

If he wanted to brew stronger Bloodline Potions, he had to improve both skills as quickly as possible.

During this period, he had not managed to gather much Essence Blood from Rock-armored Demon Bears. Whenever some appeared, someone always bought it first.

The exchange list at the Forge camp occasionally had Rock-armored Demon Bear Essence Blood as well, but one portion required fifteen Contribution Points.

Contribution Points were hard to come by. He consumed one Concentration Potion every day, barely managing to break even.

There were also Concentration Potions and their formula, new spell models, rare materials... too many things needed to be exchanged for.

Ian planned to replace it after the Star-Moon Lower Meditation Method broke through the limit and generated a special effect.

"What changes will the meditation method undergo then? I really can't wait!"

Finally, he looked at his two offensive spells.

[Frost Ray: Limit Break 1 (389/800) (Limit Break Special Effect: 1. Twin)]

[Scorching Ray: Mastery (177/800)]

Scorching Ray was still some distance from a Limit Break, but his light-element affinity could slightly increase the accumulation of proficiency.

Its current attack power had already caught up with Frost Ray.

Once it broke through the limit, both ray spells could be cast instantly. What kind of sight would that be?

Ian did not even dare imagine the expressions on his enemies' faces.

Without overwhelmingly powerful attacks, how could he call himself a turret wizard?