Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots

Chapter 1354: Chapter 535: Small Happiness, Part 2

This involves a deep understanding of the "Blood and Flesh Rune" technique, which is one of the two core conditions for a Rune Expert’s advancement.

"I see..."

He whispered to himself, eyes flickering with a light of comprehension:

"The most genuine emotions are often hidden in the most mundane of daily life. Passion may fade, oaths might be forgotten, but those gentle, enduring cares can be eternally etched deep within the soul."

With the Key taking shape, the entire Mirror Maze began to shake violently.

The luxurious mirrors shattered one by one, raining down like droplets.

And Leila’s figure became unstable amid the tremor, shifting between a gentle administrator and a ferocious hound form.

"You damned little insect!"

She completely tore off her disguise, voice sharp and full of malice:

"A mere Moon Level Wizard, daring to disrupt the mind trap I meticulously crafted! Do you think finding a broken Key can get you out of my domain?"

Space began to warp and restructure.

The Mirror Maze dissipated, replaced by an infinite pure white expanse.

Here, even though Leila was weakened, unable to endlessly create complex illusions, she was still the master of this mind realm.

"Since gentle means have failed, let you taste the flavor of despair!"

The battle erupted in an instant!

Leila’s form split like a shattered kaleidoscope, transforming into dozens of light shadows rapidly traversing the space.

Each light shadow rapidly changed form.

Eve’s sweet smile suddenly twisted into an anguished cry, Ailan’s worried eyes instantaneously turned into a despairing accusation, Dale’s pure call transformed into a shrill scream.

"Master..."

Eve’s phantom attacked from the left, blood-stained tears filling her purple crystal eyes:

"Why did you abandon me? You promised to protect me..."

Before her words were finished, she lunged at Ron, fingers like blades aimed straight at his throat!

Ron quickly turned aside to dodge, but from the right came Ailan’s pleading voice:

"Master... please don’t leave Ailan... Did Ailan do something wrong?"

Countless tendrils surged from the ground like venomous snakes, attempting to entwine his legs.

Before he completely extricated himself, Dale’s phantom already lunged from behind:

"Dale is so scared... Why doesn’t Master want Dale anymore? Dale will be obedient..."

The Sea Siren spoke and then spat a mouthful of corrosive acid!

Ron was besieged on three sides, barely leaping to evade, only to find more phantoms waiting for him in the air.

Professor Uther’s figure hovered like a judge in midair, the luminescence of the Void Remains chilling like frost:

"Ron, I am disappointed in you. I imparted all my life’s knowledge to you, yet you use it to fulfill your selfish desires..."

Words hammered Ron’s heart, while a razor-sharp spirit shockwave directly struck at his consciousness core!

"Dear!"

Nari urgently called at the critical moment.

Though the special rules here limited her true form, the deep connection in their bloodline remained unobstructed.

The Apostle’s Chaos Power surged into Ron’s body like a tide, resonating strongly with the Chaos Sheep Head bloodline.

As the link strengthened, a bizarre dark purple light suddenly blazed from Ron’s body, the Radiation Field instantly unfolded!

This time it was no longer an instinctive release, but the amplified Chaos Origin power by Nari.

The dual traits of devouring and disruption were magnified to the extreme, madly absorbing the emotional energy on the battlefield like a black hole.

Leila’s illusions were immediately impacted.

Those vivid faces started to twist and deform, the clear sounds becoming intermittent, the entire attack rhythm disrupted.

"This aura... you’re not an Abyss Awakened; how can you possess such pure Chaos power?!"

The hound’s startled cries echoed from all directions, but she reacted extremely swiftly.

Since emotional attacks were interfered with, she changed strategy!

"Since you like Chaos, let me give you the real Chaos!"

Leila abandoned the sophisticated illusions and began creating pure sensory chaos.

The colors in space started changing wildly, sound frequencies violently twisted, even gravity directions kept changing.

Up, down, left, right lost all meaning, as Ron found himself like being inside an eternally spinning kaleidoscope.

Even more terrifying, Leila herself moved like a ghost through this chaos.

Attacking from "above" at times, striking from "behind" unexpectedly, with no way to predict her next appearance position.

"Hahaha! In my realm, I am God!"

A semi-transparent Soul Blade approached from Ron’s blind spot, the Flowing Shield Wall completely unable to defend it.

He struggled to tilt his head to dodge, yet his left shoulder still got slashed with a deep wound.

Blood dripped into the white space, promptly absorbed completely.

"Ron!" Aselia urgently shouted amid the chaos:

"Her attack pattern has a rhythm! Before every attack, there’s a brief energy accumulation period!"

The Dragon Race’s combat talent showcased in full at that moment.

Even in a juvenile form, Aselia could still capture the opponent’s weakness amidst the chaos.

But knowing the weakness alone was not enough.

In such an extremely chaotic environment, the brief warning time was far from sufficient for an effective reaction.

Just as Ron found himself in peril, he suddenly remembered the silver Pocket Watch on his chest.

[Pheromone Mark]—this ancient technique from Clock King Erica.

He silently imprinted it on Leila.