Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience

Chapter 851: Chapter 29: Corridor of the Blasphemers

Passing through the forcibly opened church’s giant door, the anticipated spacious and grand hall did not appear. Instead, there was a momentary but intense feeling of space distortion and weightlessness, as if stepping into a carefully laid trap.

A sudden darkness engulfed them, followed by an eerie unnatural light.

Lynch and the others found themselves in a completely unfamiliar environment, a boundless, seemingly endless colossal corridor.

The corridor’s walls, floor, even the ceiling that seemed to reach no end, were constructed of a dark, light-absorbing black stone, inscribed with countless twisted, desecrated runes of ominous significance, emitting a faint, purple-black glow that provided illumination.

The air was filled with a strong metallic scent, the rancid smell of arcane grease, and a disquieting low hum. More unsettling was the sudden feeling of invisible shackles binding them upon entering this space, forcibly severing and suppressing their connection to the laws of the outside world.

Most striking were the countless bizarre sculptures lining both sides of the corridor.

These sculptures depicted neither divine nor saintly figures, but menacing creatures forged from twisted metal and dark stone.

Some appeared insect-like with multiple legs, some resembled amalgamated giant beasts, others were indescribable geometric conglomerates, yet they all shared at least six crystal eyes emanating a cold, red glow on their "heads" or principal structures.

Silence reigned supreme here.

But this silence shattered the instant Lynch and his group entered!

"Click...click...buzz——"

Like a chain reaction, the dust and debris on the surfaces of the nearest hundred sculptures fell off, their six red crystal eyes burst with blinding red light, locking onto these uninvited guests!

"Intruders! Intruders detected!"

"Purify! Execute purification protocol!"

The sound was not vocal but a soul-penetrating, cold, and murderous mental signal, crashing against Lynch and the others’ consciousness like tidal waves!

The next moment, those hundreds of sculptures moved!

They broke free from the bases, their massive bodies moving with a screeching metallic noise at astonishing speed.

Six red eyes simultaneously fired beams of scarlet energy, filled with destruction and chaos, creating a dense, blood-colored web instantaneously sealing all escape routes for Lynch and the others and crashing forward like a tide! The earth groaned under their heavy steps.

"Blasphemer golem!"

Lynch’s eyes narrowed as he immediately recognized these creatures’ origins. They were rare and malevolent high-level alchemy witchcraft, generally used to guard forbidden places or execute extermination tasks.

Their power rivaled third-tier domain-level destruction golems, and due to their unique construction, they possessed high resistance to energy attacks. The simultaneous appearance of tens of them required even a rule wizard considerable effort.

Without hesitation, Lynch intended to invoke his rule domain to "define" the collapse of these golems from the source, as he had done with the Holy Light Barrier.

However, at the moment he attempted to modify the rules here, his expression suddenly changed!

The rule power that previously obeyed him like an extension of himself now seemed trapped in the densest mire, obscure and unresponsive, difficult to invoke! He felt as if an invisible and resilient barrier blocked him from the basic laws constituting the world!

"Rule power... is suppressed!" Lynch said in a deep voice, tinged with rare gravity.

Almost simultaneously, beside him, the "Guardian" Gordon also grunted heavily, his thick as mountain rule force field flickering and rapidly retracting. His rigid face showed shock and anger: "Something’s strange here! Rules cannot be called upon!"

The "Prophet" Meiweisi furrowed her brows slightly, her eyes capable of glimpsing the trajectory of fate flashed with understanding, she quickly said:

"It’s the ’Rule Exclusion Matrix’! A massive magic array driven by desecration runes and faith evil power envelops the entire space, forcibly solidifying the fundamental rules here and repelling any external rule modifications! Here, we can only rely on our reserves of magic power, soul power, and physical strength!"

As she spoke, those dozens of blasphemer golems were already charging forward, the scarlet beams pouring down like torrential rain, with more golems launching fierce physical assaults using heavy limbs spiked with blades!

"No rules? So be it!" A cold gleam flashed in Lynch’s eyes, but he showed no sign of panic. He fiercely grasped at the void beside him with his backhand.

"Screech!"

The space tore open like fabric, and a sinister great sword, fully dark red as if built from solidified lava and burning flames, was drawn out by him! The moment the sword appeared, the surrounding temperature rose sharply, and even the air seemed to wail—it was his weapon, the Flame Demon Greatsword!

"With brute strength alone, just crush through!"

He shouted low, the powerful body of rules granted him unparalleled strength and speed. Holding the Flame Demon Greatsword, he boldly charged towards the torrent of golems!

"That’s the spirit!"

Gordon agreed, clenching his fists as the thick, earthy glow no longer invoked external rules but instead was completely internalized into his fists and over his body, enhancing his defense and strength to the extreme, making him like a human fortress.

Space chuckled, though the void domain was severely restricted, her affinity and understanding of space remained, her figure still agile and unpredictable. Her short sword unsheathed, she searched for the energy core and structural weaknesses of the golems.

Vanilla was even more excited, as the flame fighting spirit burned fiercely and the giant sword swung with formidable momentum: "It’s about time we fought for real!"

Dean Abbas quickly scanned the battlefield and said solemnly, "Time is pressing, Erodion’s ritual might have reached a critical point! We can’t all be trapped here fighting these alchemical constructs!"

Gordon immediately understood, stepping forward and positioning his mountainous body at the forefront, his fists smashing into the ground with force!

"Boom!"

A pure shockwave triggered by a vast amount of soul power and earth attribute magic power exploded forward in a fan shape, instantly shaking seven or eight blasphemer golems at the front, causing them to stagger and stall.

"You guys go first! Leave these piles of scrap to me!"

Gordon’s voice was steady, full of confidence. Though unable to use rules, as an experienced Rule Wizard, the vast soul power he had accumulated, his superb combat skills, and his understanding of the essence of strength were enough to suppress these mindless alchemy magic statues in a short time.

"Alright! Be careful, Sir Gordon!" Lynch didn’t hesitate, knowing this was not a time for modesty.

"Uncle Gordon, hold on!" Space shouted.

Meiweisi nodded slightly: "Fate shows this path is passable."

Lynch led the charge! Holding the Flame Demon Greatsword, his figure flashed like lightning, directly rushing at the disrupted formation of golems by Gordon. Facing a multi-legged golem wielding giant pincers, he neither dodged nor avoided, the Flame Demon Greatsword whistling through the air with a sharp sound, slicing down fiercely from above!

"Clang—thud!"

A piercing metallic tearing sound was heard! The hard shell that could withstand domain spell attacks was split open by the terrifying sharpness of the Flame Demon Greatsword and Lynch’s unmatched brute force, like a hot knife through butter! The exposed rune circuits and energy core were incinerated and exploded under the scorching heat of the sword!

Boom! The first golem turned into scattered metal fragments and burning debris.

Almost simultaneously, another serpent-like golem on the other side opened its huge maw filled with energy emitters, a thick crimson beam already gathering. Without even looking, Lynch swung his sword backhanded, the dark red sword aura slashing out like a crescent moon, slicing the crimson beam in half and continuing to cleave into the head of the serpent golem!

"Crunch!" Six red eyes instantly went dark, the serpent head severed and sent flying.

With the power of these two swords, Lynch forcibly tore open a narrow gap in the dense swarm of golems!

"Go!"

He shouted low, his figure never stopping as he dashed along the gap. Abbas, Meiweisi, Space, and Vanilla followed closely, each employing their means to fend off beams and attacks continuously shooting from the sides, like arrows piercing through the interception line of the blasphemer golems, rushing into the deeper darkness of the corridor.

Behind them, Gordon’s thunderous roar and the explosive rumble of golems repeatedly exploding could be heard. He stood like an insurmountable reef, alone blocking the frenzied counterattack of dozens of blasphemer golems, buying precious time for Lynch and the others.

The road ahead remained unknown and dangerous, but after breaking through the first checkpoint, they were undoubtedly a step closer to Erodion and his ultimate ritual.