Overpowered Wizard

Chapter 238: B3: C28: Wizard, Cultivator, Harrowing Mist Isles, First Contact 2

Zarian and Para weren’t linked like they used to be. They couldn’t unravel into each other anymore.

That was okay.

Zarian’s aura-rich wizard madness and Para’s parasitic nature found a few workarounds, even if it meant the Parasite Cloak +3 drained a larger amount of aura and focus from Zarian for them to stay deeply connected.

The benefits were worth the drawbacks.

Gold notifications popped up around Zarian, telling him what he wanted to know as he swept his aura over the mist isles.

Spectral spiders plopped down onto the water’s surface as he summoned a few thousand of them and sent them exploring north, northwest, and west.

As they travelled into the unknown, each spider spun multiple webbed barriers and cast enchantments of protection on themselves that Hannah had taught them. That way, the curses had less of an effect on the little eight-legged and dance-happy explorers.

The spiders searched for the small things of interest such as lost treasures or cool lore-related stuff that Zarian might overlook. That left the wizard with sweeping broadly for major things of interest while he counteracted the informational defenses of the actor in the mist.

He smiled as he felt a pulse of anger from the mist. Whatever was out there didn’t like their major secrets getting out.

“What’s the SITREP?” Naomi squinted at him as they remained hovering and waiting.

Since he hadn’t finished compiling a report yet, Zarian thought of something else to say to fill the gap.

“You’ve eaten well. Your butt’s bigger.”

She bobbed near him and swung a half-hearted punch, which could knock down half of a small castle mountain.

Zarian dodged it.

She kept throwing half-hearted punches at him and forcing him to dodge around in the air as he read up on the mists, the curses, the nearest monsters, and whatever other information he could devour.

Spectral spiders sent brief messages of the things they found, such as lost artefacts and hidden shiny stuff.

When they performed their creative spider dances, Zarian could low-key cast Void Waltz on the little treasure hunters. Through the void, he hauled in treasures for the cloak to store away.

In the meantime, Para worked on counteracting the various curses that were trying to debuff the wizard and the cultivator. She was tactical, pragmatic, and relentless in finding and destroying debuffs as they came.

The experience in the Grimrock Hell Gate had taught Para well.

Finally, something arrived, a roguish type of monster. It was a high-level creature that would’ve slaughtered most adventurers who weren’t adept enough to sense invisible, intangible, and damn near imperceptible monsters. It seemed like it had its eyes set on new victims, but had no idea it was truly prey to the adventurers. ŔÃNOꞖÈŞ

Zarian turned around and used another one of his new traits.

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It tried to use its Void Stalk +3 again. The Conquest Wizard stopped the skill outright as he darkened the area with the Void Domain spell.

The brackish water became black. The blocky mists turned nightmarish gray with strange shadowy faces that twisted, morphed, and screamed silent screams. The hostile curses weakened, especially the warp one.

And the wraith’s void skill failed outright with each attempt.

Impressed by the power of Void Domain, Zarian kept the dance going by using Void Waltz on himself. He repositioned from behind the wraith to in front of the tall and gangly monster so smoothly it felt spontaneous, leaving little to no wrinkle or sign of teleportation in the air of his domain.

The creature shrieked and flailed. The wraith was obviously confused and terrified. Zarian was more of a wraith to the monster than the monster was a wraith to him.

Still, it tried to fight, even if pathetically.

Every swipe of its claws made the air screech like a thousand banshees. Its traits and stats empowered those strikes, too, and at Level 122, it had enough power to knock down castles like they were little toy blocks.

Against non-rankers and weak adventurers, the wraith’s Nightmare Strike +3 would’ve petrified them on the spot for a simple hit and easy kill. Against Zarian, the screaming did nothing.

The strikes themselves couldn’t harm him much, even while he stood still and took them on the face and chest. The same went for three out of his four grimoires. Morph crawled to his back to avoid a direct strike, but the other grimoires hovered about just fine.

His Aura Mastery thickened the air into a barrier that slowed each Nightmare Strike +3 and dampened their magical and physical damage. On top of that, he had his three new skills working in concert as he flexed more of his overt dominance.

One skill had replaced his mindframe and wizard hat with a new hat that looked like the last – black, crooked, and wide at the brim. But it would sometimes glow with a subtle array of colors, veering between blue and red when Zarian used more of its power.

Unfortunately, Zarian couldn’t link the benefits directly to others anymore. But that was okay. He had a few workarounds. Namely, Aura Mastery and Spectral Spider Network +3.

Besides, the new hat skill was so powerful, losing advancements from his two prior skills wasn’t a huge drawback.

The intense aura power up became a bigger deal when paired with the other new skills, such as the body enhancing one. That skill had come from a combination of Level 0 Willful Might, Level 0 Wondrous Speed, Level 0 Mystic Toughness, and Level 0 Shredded Grimoire of Battlefield Destruction.

Zarian liked the end result.

Just like that, Zarian had a smaller but easier wizard version of Aura Ignition. A plasma-blue force covered his muscular frame as it drained slightly from his vitality, which Eldritch Existence buffed from making the wraith deathly afraid.

But wait, there was more. This last new skill tied together how stupidly busted Zarian had become as a Master Ranker.

It was outright unfair. It shouldn’t really exist. But there was no doubt about why he had the skill after choosing the mythical class, Conquest Wizard

The Lion Prince was truly part of his birthright, maybe a direct gift from the Biggest Granmama despite her being some ultra scary cosmic threat. Then again, maybe her being so scary was the reason for the skill.