Transformation Spell! Transform, Transform, Transform!

Before Li Ziran could recover from the excitement of his Spirit Crystal, the pain of his severed arm quickly shot into his brain.

Surprise and pain, in an instant, two completely contradictory emotions collided like two torrents on the cerebral cortex, threatening to shatter the skull.

My body strangely forgot to react.

But soon, the contest between the two emotions came to a conclusion.

The intense pain completely banished any excitement; the agony of severed nerves instantly overwhelmed all thoughts.

Ah!!!

A pig-like scream erupted, the terrifying sound echoing against the walls, bouncing wildly, making it all the more desolate.

It seemed that only this cry remained in the entire Wasteland.

But amidst the agonizing screams, a discordant, cold laugh could be heard.

Jon, the Title Magister among the Elves, was coldly watching Li Ziran writhing on the ground, especially his bleeding arm, as if he were watching an ordinary fireworks display.

His mood finally improved.

But it seemed that wasn't enough. With a flick of his finger, a Light Blade flew out and landed directly on Li Ziran's lower back, slicing a half-finger-long gash.

Sizzle!

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and when the sunlight shone down, it formed patches of crimson.

"Ha..."

This splash of crimson finally made Jon had been tense for so long, laugh out loud; he felt very comfortable.

But his eyes grew even colder, and with a flick of his fingers, five Light Blade flew out, landing cunningly on Li Ziran's other arm.

Sizzle!

Four streaks of blood.

These light spots move extremely fast, but the wounds they create are very small, forming tiny jets of blood like fountains.

Blood splattered high, refracting the sunlight into a rainbow of colors.

Layers of multicolored light surrounded Li Ziran, creating what appeared to be a beautiful, colorful world.

"Ha ha..."

Jon's smile was slow, as if he were about to breathe his last, but this delicious feast had only just begun.

Sizzle!

Another Light Blade ripped through space.

However, the Light Blade did not create a wound; instead, it embedded itself directly into the wall behind Li Ziran.

The guy dodged it with a roll.

"Hehe, let's do it again!"

Instead of being saddened by this avoidance, Jon became even more excited.

Sizzle!

Another cut, slicing open the lower abdomen.

Instantly, another one appeared in his hand, but he didn't fire it.

He wanted to give the Little Mouse some time to process what was happening.

Just as Li Ziran was clearly recovering, the Light Blade that had been hovering for a long time flew out.

Li Ziran could almost hear the whooshing sound of the Light Blade tearing through the air; he was a plaything.

Li Ziran now understands better than anyone else that in this person's hands, he is just a helpless Little Mouse.

Like a group of rats in front of a poisonous snake.

But at this moment, he was very quiet. Even rats underground would stand up for themselves when faced with a desperate situation, let alone a human being.

Call out!

Li Ziran rolled over, the Wind Blade grazing his arm as they passed through. Taking advantage of the brief opening, he drew his wand and aimed it at Jon.

[Transformation Spell - Frog]

The mental energy instantly condensed into Transformation Array, which emitted an oily green light and enveloped the area.

This is Li Ziran's fastest speed.

But Jon was faster. With a blink of his eyes, two beams of light shot out, instantly splitting the mental array in two and shattering the Frog Script constructed from the mental energy.

He conjured a Light Blade in his hand and looked at Li Ziran with a wicked smile.

That smile seemed to be asking Li Ziran to do it again.

Li Ziran retreated, his body trembling violently—a natural reaction to extreme fear. He knew his methods were no match for the opponent.

The Transformation Array constructed by the mind is nothing but a smokescreen.

He wanted to cultivate a habit in Jon, making him instinctively use his mind to break the magic array, so that he could deliver a fatal blow with the magic array made of Frog Sweat.

[Transformation Spell - Frog]

The mental energy was used to redraw the magic circle, forming Frog Script, but as soon as a slight mental fluctuation appeared, the magic circle vanished.

Jon's laughter grew louder and louder, then suddenly his expression turned cold, and Light Blade shot out, striking Li Ziran's calf.

Sizzle!

Li Ziran's veins bulged, and the intense pain in his calf almost made him collapse.

The high-speed Light Blade pierced through flesh and blood, cutting directly into bone. Looking down, one could see that the bright red blood was already mixed with milky bone marrow.

"Ha!"

That eerie smile lingered in my ears like a nightmare. This guy, I'll have to drain my very marrow, just like I did with the Elves.

Hateful!

Despite a leg injury, she didn't stop working.

[Transformation Array - Frog]

[Transformation Array - Frog]

[Transformation Array - Frog]

Jon deciphered the spell extremely quickly, but Li Ziran was even faster. His mental energy surged outwards recklessly, outlining the magic circle at an alarming pace.

Bang bang bang!

He could clearly feel the mental array breaking down, and he could also clearly sense that the Spirit Crystal he had just condensed was disintegrating, and his abundant Spirit World was slowly withering away.

But he didn't stop; instead, he went faster and faster.

Futile, futile, and still futile!

Li Ziran didn't care about the cost. Overdrawing his mental energy might have side effects, but if his plan succeeded, he might be able to save his life.

While casting the spell, Jon slowly retreated, following him into the Mill, to the very center of the Transformation Array.

Li Ziran was overjoyed. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for. He unleashed all his spiritual power, which instantly coalesced into three Transformation Array, enveloping Jon within them.

"Transform!"

Li Ziran roared it out, seemingly throwing all hope at the enemy.

Puff puff puff!

Unfortunately, the three mental arrays shattered instantly.

Jon smiled eerily, his smile full of mockery. He had already sensed the Little Mouse's mental energy being depleted.

Now, it's time to wrap things up and head to the Despair Forest.

But at that moment, he suddenly froze.

At some point, an oily green aura appeared throughout the Mill. This aura continued to converge, forming an oily green mist. The mist clung to the surface, condensing into a viscous liquid filled with the stench of rotting algae.

The quick-witted Jon immediately sensed something was wrong. This force was enveloping him, rapidly altering his skin, and even trying to penetrate through his pores to change his internal organs.

He fell for the trap!

"You..."

He wanted to curse, but he was unable to speak.

His mouth had stretched out in a bizarre posture, his eyelids began to sunken, his cheeks bulged out, and his thin tongue began to fork. He was uncontrollably crawling on the ground, and when he looked down at his arms, they had become two fan-shaped Frog forelimbs.

Two bulging frog eyes stared blankly at the gradually appearing emerald green frog skin, utterly incredulous.

How could he be ambushed, especially by a Little Mouse?

Moreover, this Little Mouse had completely lost its willpower.

[Neon Element]

Jon quickly destroyed himself, then reassembled, becoming a complete Neon- light and shadow form.

But his appearance remained unchanged; he was simply a Frog made entirely of light.

Quack!

I wanted to ask a question, but then I heard the croaking of Frog.

The moment the Frog appeared, Li Ziran almost shouted with excitement.

He hadn't expected it to be so easy.

As expected, this Archmage was unfamiliar with the Transformation Spell and had no effective means of resisting it.

This also made Li Ziran even more certain that the Transformation Spell was not magic, but a kind of extraordinary power, like a curse or Prophecy.

If you don't understand how the Transformation Spell works, even Archmage like you would have to obediently accept being transformed and enslaved.

Li Ziran was in excruciating pain from his severed hand, feeling as if his entire body had been scraped by a razor blade, but this did nothing to dampen his excitement.

He subdued an Elves elf at the top level using Transformation Spell.

"Careful!"

Before he could even get excited, that familiar woman's voice appeared again. This time, Li Ziran heard it clearly; it seemed to be coming from his own mind.

"Annie?"

For no apparent reason, she thought of Medusa. But no, hadn't she already gone to the southern rainforest?

Without a second thought, Li Ziran instinctively turned around. In an instant, two beams of bright red light pierced straight through his waist, leaving two dark holes in the wall behind him.

Li Ziran was horrified; if this had hit him, his stomach would have grown eyes.

He quickly looked at Jon, who was still crawling on the ground like Frog, his whole body glowing red, but his eyes were burning red and raging.

Oops!

Li Ziran cried out in alarm. He had overlooked the flaw in the Transformation Spell: although it could change one's appearance, it could not take away one's true abilities.

Although the other party was unable to break free from the gender-changing curse, they resisted its shrinking effect.

Li Ziran scanned the area instantly. The frog-shaped magic array still maintained its emerald green glow, but the Transformation Array that had helped him out of the predicament could no longer deliver a fatal blow.

Li Ziran kept retreating until he was leaning against the wall. He had now completely exhausted all his means.

He can shapeshift, but he can't kill his opponent.

Killing him would be effortless for the other party.

At that moment, he realized how stupid he had been to even think of confronting such a person; why hadn't he just run away?

Quack!

The frog's croak was like a death knell; two bright red beams shot from the Frog's eyes and struck Li Ziran in the chest.

It's over!

These two beams of light will soon pierce his heart and melt it into a pool of blood.