Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience

Chapter 789: Chapter 5: Completely Unchanged

A moment later, in another more secluded part of the valley, a gigantic waterfall hung like the Milky Way upside down, rumbling as it crashed into the deep pool below, splashing up a mist of water.

A Libra Knight Captain looked at Lanice, who was preparing to stay behind alone, with some uncertainty and respect on his face, confirming once more: "Lady Lanice, are you... really not going back with us to Glory City to report?"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the charred and broken ’corpse’ on the ground beside them, barely recognizable as human, a remnant left after Lanice had previously invoked a mighty divine art of "purification."

The Knight’s tone shifted with gratitude and admiration: "Thanks to you being present this time, we were able to swiftly eliminate this lurking evil wizard!"

"It’s really unexpected that there would appear an Advanced Wizard in our region. Without your intervention, we might have suffered heavy losses. This is definitely a great achievement; once the bishop knows, he will surely commend you highly."

Lanice’s expression remained calm, her eyes deep, as if still immersed in some mysterious thought. She slowly spoke, her voice intertwined with a sense of reverence and enlightenment: "You go back first. Just now, while fighting against evil and following God’s will, I seem to have gained new and deeper insights into the teachings of the ’only truth.’

"I have a premonition that my faith and understanding of God might be able to receive a new elevation with this opportunity. I need some alone time on this land purified by divine light to quietly comprehend this precious revelation."

Upon hearing this, the Knight Captain’s face immediately showed respect. For them, the devotees, nothing is more important than receiving divine revelation and deepening faith.

He clenched his right hand in a fist, heavily pounding his left chest, and bowed: "In that case, we shall not disturb your comprehension of the Divine Oracle, my lady. We will truthfully report the situation here to the bishop and await your return with new insights at the Church!"

With that, he hesitated no longer, turned to direct the other knights and priests, took the ’wizard’s’ corpse, and quickly withdrew from the valley.

The noise of people and footsteps gradually faded away, eventually disappearing completely. The entire valley once again returned to tranquility, with only the never-ending roar of the waterfall left.

Lanice stood alone in her original spot, eyes closed, her powerful spiritual power extending like an invisible web outward, carefully perceiving every movement around. Only after confirming that the church people had truly gone far away and left no hidden sentry or surveillance did she slowly open her eyes, the layer of devout light within fading away, replaced by a complex emotion.

She stepped forward, walking to the deepest part of the valley by the waterfall, standing at the edge of the turbulent pool, and said softly to the giant, thundering waterfall: "They’re gone."

Her voice was not loud, yet it clearly pierced through the noise of the waterfall.

After a brief pause, a magical scene unfolded.

The waterfall, originally rushing down relentlessly, seemed to be parted by an invisible giant hand, as the water flowed naturally yet against logic to both sides, rolling and unfolding like drawing aside a magnificent crystal curtain, revealing behind it a hidden, dry, and deep cave entrance.

"Splash!"

The water curtain parted once more, and Lynch’s figure leisurely emerged from the cave behind the waterfall.

He stepped lightly onto the rushing water, as if walking on flat ground, without even wetting the surface of his shoes. He looked at Lanice, asking, "Did you find anything unusual?"

Lanice withdrew her gaze from the waterfall, answered affirmatively, "The ’Black Wizard’ substitute you crafted was extremely realistic. Whether it was the remaining spiritual power fluctuations or the soul energy dispersed during its final collapse, it was indistinguishable from a real wizard, even perfectly simulating the traits of annihilation by powerful divine art ’purification.’ The church couldn’t possibly see any issues."

Lynch nodded, showing some satisfaction: "That’s good."

At this moment, Lanice tilted her head, her gaze fell on Lynch’s face, and suddenly, the corners of her lips curved into a clear smile.

The maturity and steadiness originally in her eyes, seasoned by time, quietly faded away at this moment, as if time flowed backward, replaced by a few traces of the bright mischief belonging to her youthful days.

"Pfft!" she couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Lynch, surprised by her sudden laughter, raised an eyebrow and wondered, "What are you laughing at?"

Lanice shook her head, her laughter undiminished, her tone carrying a hint of nostalgia and jest: "Nothing, just suddenly felt it’s somewhat amusing."

Her gaze subtly shifted, penetrating time, "Back when you left the Ancient Ruins, you were just like this, dodging around carefully. And now, you’ve returned, well...."

She deliberately paused, her eyes playful, "As it turns out, I’m hiding you again, just like when I helped cover for you back then."

Her smile grew even brighter, carrying a dreamlike sentiment: "This instantly made me feel like nothing has changed, as if time has tied a knot here. It’s as though... your departure only happened yesterday."

Lynch felt a little chagrin, thinking to himself if it weren’t for considering you’re now in the church, making a move would make things difficult for you, I could easily make that knight and priest squad disappear with just a thought, couldn’t I? Why does it sound like from your mouth, I’m still like a mouse needing to hide behind girls, afraid of the light...

He casually replied: "You indeed haven’t changed much, still looking the same as back then."

Had these words come from any other mouth, Lanice probably wouldn’t even bat an eyelash. As the youngest and most outstanding High Priestess of the Freemasonry Church’s Saladin District, she holds a revered status within the church, wielding authority.

Countless people surround her with flattery, phrases like "eternal youth" and "radiant as ever" have long made her immune, even weary. Such words are merely shadows cast by power and position, void of temperature.

However, when spoken by Lynch at this moment, these words carried an entirely different meaning.

This "goddess," high and unapproachable in the eyes of countless followers and subordinates, couldn’t help but lower her head slightly, the corners of her lips lifting in a genuine and joyful curve, a smile like stones dropped in a lake, causing ripples in her clear eyes.

She instinctively raised her slender fingers, gently tucking a strand of hair blown to her cheek by the valley wind behind her ear. This simple action, done by her, naturally exuded a touch of mature femininity, subtly contrasting with the sanctity and dignified demeanor she typically presented in her priest robe.

At this moment, she looked less like a high priestess who listens to divine oracle and oversees power, and more like a worldly maiden who felt genuine joy upon hearing her beloved’s praise.

She tilted her head slightly, half jesting, half earnest as she looked at Lynch, her eyes playfully sparkling with a rare charm: "Do you really mean it?" She paused for a moment, her voice carrying an undeniable, gentle assurance: "Whether or not it’s true, I’m taking it as such, anyway."