Lyle uttered the final line of the prayer.
The four phantoms representing the elemental spirits completely merged into one, manifesting as a profound, ethereal figure—neither black nor white, but with starlight flowing through it—with its hands crossed over its chest.
"Sigh..."
A faint sigh sounded in Lyle's ear.
The next instant...
Half an hour later.
Lyle sat expressionless on the edge of the glowing red cliff, looking down at the lava that had vanished for dozens of meters out of thin air, remaining silent.
"This skill is a bit terrifying."
Lyle took a breath of the heatwave in the air; the effect of the skill was exactly as described.
All elemental magic could no longer be used and ceased to exist, whether it was the normal four attributes or derived ones like lightning and sand.
Even composite elemental summoning completely failed.
Those unaffected were powers like the Holy attribute and Negative attribute, which did not belong to the Four Elements.
Non-attribute spells like "Magic Arrow" were not affected by this, but they could no longer be converted into other elements through the passive of [Mad Mage].
Items like "Hot Spring" or "Silver Knight Spear" which were related to water or derived from the earth element would directly become ineffective.
Interestingly.
The skill "Metal Arrow" from the [Five Elements Master] class was not affected.
"The class system of the Five Elements Master is based on the five major attributes of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth. It seems the 'Metal' attribute here is an independent attribute, rather than 'Metal' derived from the earth element."
Lyle was thoughtful; the complexity of the class structures in 'YGGDRASIL' was indeed far beyond imagination.
Come to think of it.
Even the Cthulhu system existed, so it wasn't surprising to have such detailed abilities.
In short.
"Kaxi" could definitely be called a decisive trump card, but it also required analyzing the opponent's power system; otherwise, it wouldn't even be as useful as the "Words of Elemental Collapse".
Against the Bone King, the effect of "Kaxi" would be very limited.
In this regard, it was somewhat similar to the "The Goal Of All Life Is Death"; powerful as it was, its utility was limited if the opponent was not an elemental caster type.
Next.
Lyle spent another day familiarizing himself with the newly added power and various passive abilities. Except for the passive "Magic Master," which he had no clue about...
...he had completely figured out the other passives.
The mana recovery speed of "Blessing of Mana" far exceeded Lyle's expectations.
Before this, his mana recovery speed was one point every ten minutes; now, in a non-combat state, the mana recovery speed had been directly reduced to 1 point every minute.
Even Lyle was startled.
His current MP was 523 points, and it would take less than nine hours to fully recover. Compared to his previous recovery speed, this was a qualitative leap.
Of course, he couldn't compare to the Bone King, who had over 1,900 points of mana and only needed six hours to fully recover, but for Lyle, this was already a significant enough leap.
After all, excluding the invalid classes converted by [Genius], he only had two caster classes.
"There are still three years; I have a chance!"
Lyle stood on the edge of the cliff in the Lava Zone, straightened his back, spread his arms, and gave a long stretch, a look of passion flashing in his eyes as he gazed into the distance.
He currently had two Special Class builds.
[Cursed Knight] · [Valkyrie]
[Mad Mage] · [Magic Transcender]
He didn't have many clues for what to do next, but experience was still the primary issue.
shangshui month.
January 12th.
Five days had passed since he left the Royal Capital on the 8th.
He spent two days in the Abelion Hills looking for the Blue Maggot tribe and another day in the Lava Zone familiarizing himself with his increased power.
Lyle first returned to the "Free Will" squad to confirm the adventurer team's position and the distance to "E-Yiwur".
Then he used Teleportation magic to return to the Abelion Hills.
This time, he didn't go directly to the territory where the underground grottoes and pits inhabited by the Blue Maggot race were located.
There were still two days left of the three days he had mentioned before, so there was no rush. The strongest among the Blue Maggot race was the so-called "King".
The Blue Maggot tribe was not among the Ten Great Demi-humans, so the strength of this "King" was likely at the level of fourth-Tier Magic.
Inside the dense forest with lush green leaves.
The chirping of birds and the buzzing of insects sounded throughout the forest.
Although it was still winter, the Abelion Hills and the Holy Kingdom were much more temperate due to their geographical proximity to the sea and the protection of the mountains to the north.
The entire Hill Zone was unaffected by the cold winter temperatures, making it an extremely suitable place to live.
It was precisely because of this that it could support the survival of numerous demi-human races and xenomorph species.
As a thick-skinned troll.
Gagaran was highly adaptable to the climate, but he didn't much like the winter in the Empire; if the temperature was too cold, it would affect a warrior's movements.
Several thick trees lay shattered on the ground, with broken branches and leaves scattered everywhere.
The smell of blood permeated the air.
A great battle had clearly just taken place here; despite the scent of blood, no wild beasts or monsters in the forest dared to approach.
Gagaran sat on a broken tree trunk, his rough palms vigorously rubbing a sharpened twig, using the ancient method of drilling wood to start a campfire.
His thick and heavy mace weapon, the "Enchanted Metal Club," was placed by his side, leaning against the tree trunk.
It was stained with spots of blood.
Upon closer inspection, many of the spikes on the front of the mace were chipped or even worn smooth.
This was weapon damage resulting from long-term combat without careful maintenance.
Gagaran stared at the large elk roasting over the campfire, tore off a piece of venison with his rough hand, and began to eat in large bites.
Bits of blood splashed out as his teeth closed.
Actually, eating it raw would have been more convenient, but Gagaran was not an ignorant troll; his long life of luxury in the Empire had long ago discarded the troll habit of eating raw flesh and drinking blood.
A faint trace of white mist drifted through the dense forest in the distance, causing only a few leaves to tremble slightly.
Gagaran chewed the roasted meat in his mouth, his eyes still fixed on the elk over the campfire, but his gaze turned colder: "You've been following me for two days now. You'd better get lost before I get angry!"
His cold voice echoed through the forest.
The air fell silent, with only the "crackle and pop" of the fire burning the branches.
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