Chương 76: Chapter 76: The Last Stand of Lann
Lann brought his right hand to the alchemy backpack, then with a quick gesture he threw a bomb into the air. It was [Moon Dust]
[Moon Dust]: Upon shattering, it releases a mist containing silver shavings. The silvery mist nullifies the invisibility advantages had by some creatures, as well as preventing shapeshifters from changing form.
The bomb suddenly exploded in the air. Silver dust like moonlight bloomed in mid-air, and Lann's eyes that were not looking through the crystal bird's skull could immediately see the wraith.
After the Moon Dust, Lann took out a second bomb.
[Dimeritium Bomb]!
Completely detached from its physical body and freed from its decaying brain half, the wraith in the air seemed to react faster. Noticing Lann's movements, it glanced at him and let out a high-pitched screech, causing all the glass in the room to shake.
Lann, who was facing him, was also dizzy, and the hand that threw the bomb was slowed down for a moment.
When Lann regained consciousness, he watched as Tomas Moreau's wraith incarnate returned to his body, rejecting all effects of the Moon Dust.
"Damn, I've never seen a wraith capable of possessing its own body in The Witcher Series!"
Every magical creature has many variations and subspecies, and specters are no exception. In The Witcher Series, specters with simple attribute upgrades appeared, such as the noonwraiths, The White Lady, and the Penitent. There were also those who acquired special abilities, such as the Plague maiden who, upon hearing the name, can understand her ability, or the Wraith from the Painting, capable of moving between various works of art.
What Lann had before him was a completely new variant, a special wraith that could possess its own body after death! And what's more, he was taking over the body of a sorcerer over a hundred years old!
Before the Dimeritium Bomb exploded in the air, Tomas Moreau waved his hands, and a stream of air started from him and pressed towards Lann.
Lann soared into the air and was driven by the wind, smashing a bunch of tables and statues. Brightly colored substances and reagents splashed on his body. His head was hit by a stone that flew from who knows where, leaving him dazed.
As his body collided with various objects, system notification sounds constantly echoed in his ears.
[Source of Magic Discovered]
[Source of Magic Discovered]
[Source of Magic Discovered]
[Source of Magic Discovered]
If so many notification sounds usually sounded, Lann would only be ecstatic, but at this time, he didn't even have the time to identify which thing that hit him was the notification sound. He was immediately pressed against the wall by the invisible force, and the Sources of Magic also did not have time to be absorbed before leaving the system's detection range.
[Bang!]
The Dimeritium bomb exploded, and the fine dust did not touch a single corner of Tomas Moreau's clothes. On the contrary, the cloud of splinters was pushed back towards Lann by the pressure of the wind, enveloping him and making him cough violently.
"As experimental material, you are too restless." Tomas Moreau's voice sounded. "I originally wanted to collect your reaction to the mutation while you were awake. Sure enough, maybe you need some paralysis magic?"
Yellow light flickered on Tomas Moreau's hand, and the cat-head medallion on Lann's chest shook violently.
"On July 18, I have begun the biggest project of my life, much bigger than any of my research so far, because it is directly related to me and my son..."
Upon returning to his decomposed body, Tomas Moreau's thinking was once again dominated by his deteriorating brain, beginning to recite his life as if he were reading a textbook. It was his obsession that allowed him to transform into a wraith and dedicate himself to research for more than a hundred years.
Although he kept talking, the movements of his hands were not slow, and the magic power was so solid that Lann's cat-head medallion almost jumped out of his clothes.
'Danger! This is magic! Real magic! If this hits me, I will really be at the mercy of others!'
"Hiss, squeak." Black Wind immersed in the huge cultivation tank suddenly made a loud whistle.
Tearing off the infusion hoses that covered his entire body, he jumped out of the culture tank, hitting Tomas Moreau with such force that blood splattered everywhere.
The Moon Dust that had not yet dissipated in the air once again revealed the figure of the specter, and Tomas Moreau's body stopped emitting magical waves. Tomas Moreau in specter form was forced out of his body by Black Wind!
The magical pressure that was keeping Lann against the wall also instantly dissipated. Lann fell to the ground on his back, but he had no time for the pain. This was his chance!
The sudden situation surprised everyone, but Lann's body reacted first. He suddenly sprinted forward, pulled out the lion's head silver sword and struck.
The short dozen steps seemed very far away at that moment. But Tomas Moreau's physical and spiritual bodies were close to each other.
Almost instantly, the specter managed to possess his physical body again. His left hand glowed with light, transforming into a bolt of lightning that he prepared to launch towards Lann. Meanwhile, in his right hand he conjured paralysis magic that hit Black Wind in an instant.
The warhorse fell to the ground in an instant. He could only move his lips slightly and neigh softly from his throat.
On the other hand, when Lann saw the enemy's hand heading towards him, he rolled forward to activate his ability. The crackling lightning struck him and as if it had found an insulator, it suddenly disappeared.
Tomas Moreau softly said 'huh', then moved both hands and fired several beams, but none of them could harm Lann as he rolled.
At that moment, the distance between them quickly narrowed.
What would be the outcome of a mage facing a warrior in hand-to-hand combat?
Lann's silver sword came down, but it felt like it had cut through a layer of sticky jelly. A blue shield of magic kept Tomas Moreau firmly protected, preventing any advance.
'I should have done fewer Dimeritium Bombs and plated the sword first!' Lann roared with anger in his heart, at the same time Thomas Moreau raised his hand.
Instead of lightning, the violent pressure of the wind struck again, and in an instant, Lann took more than ten steps back, crashing into the wall.
Lann felt a violent shock pass through his body, his vision went dark, and he almost fainted.
"Interesting, interesting, is it because of the rolling? It's really interesting."
The physical stamina of a wizard did not differ much from that of an ordinary person. No matter how much magic potions have been used to maintain the corpse for hundreds of years, it is still in decay. After the brutal impact with Black Wind, Tomas Moreau now looked like a mass of poorly joined flesh.
"Interesting." He looked with eyes that had popped out of their sockets at Lann, then continued immobilizing him against the wall before turning his head towards Black Wind, who had been placed back in the cultivation tank.
"Has he already developed drug resistance so quickly? This mutation... is it because I have never experimented with a horse, or is it simply because he is particularly strong?"
Lann was almost in despair.
Although Tomas Moreau is a research-oriented mage, and even if his combat power is not as good as before due to years of decay. His magical methods are not something that he, a mortal who has just broken through the limits of the human body and does not have the Dimeritium Bomb in his hands, could face.
Lann inhaled frantically. He couldn't die here. He had a system and in the future he would be a strong man who could destroy enemy countries and cities. He also had the Elder Blood. This was definitely not his end!
There must be a way, find a way to kill this thing in front of you!
A flash of inspiration. Suddenly, a picture began to piece together in Lann's mind, and all the information after entering this laboratory came together.
The first question: Tomas Moreau captured the two soldiers and Black Wind who stayed in the Valley of the Nine because he needed experimental materials, or because he simply wanted to eliminate the invaders. So why didn't he take advantage of the moment when we were all gathered to finish everyone off at once?
Because he couldn't beat us. The decay of time and his abnormal living conditions have made him not strong enough to take on two fully armed teams alone, including a witcher and a druid, even if the druid was still very young.
This shows that he can be defeated.
Second question: Why did Tomas Moreau's specter choose to return to his body immediately after being revealed by the moon dust? Why didn't he use magic first to restrain him? It is also easier to fight in the specter state in addition to being able to fly.
Because he can only use magic while possessing his own sorcerer body. That's why when Black Wind brought him into a specter state, the magic in his hands dissipated. Only after possessing his body again will he be able to use lightning magic and paralyzing magic.
In short, Tomas Moreau was like a video game boss with a second form. He has to deal with his first form first: the physical body that can use spells; after killing the physical body, he can then deal with the second form: the specter who couldn't use magic.
In the first form, the rotten flesh-like body is easy to smash with a sword. The problem is to deal with magic. Fortunately, he still has two Dimeritium bombs; for the second form, he also has the Moon Dust Bomb. After knowing that the opponent cannot use magic, On the contrary, it is easier than the first form.
'Very well, now that I have analyzed the enemy, how should I deal with the enemy? Think about it, Lann, think about it!'
The first form poses the greatest threat. Even if he has the Dimeritium Bombs, he still needs to close the distance. Otherwise, the cloud of dimeritium splinters produced by the explosion will be repelled by the strong magic of the wind and will suffocate him again; and before approaching the opponent, he still needs to deal with the magic shield, that means two Dimeritium Bombs are needed.
One to break the protective shield, one to suppress the specter, and then it will be nothing more than rotten flesh. It would be easy to destroy with the silver sword.
What happens next? After destroying the physical body, how to deal with the specter? This floating and unpredictable being, even with the help of Moon Dust, would be difficult to attack, especially since Moon Dust's duration is very short. How to seize the opportunity?
Lann suddenly thought of the system prompts that had just sounded continuously. There were a lot of Sources of magic in this room.
What if at this moment he had an ability that allowed him to quickly attack in all directions? What if he really had the [Whirl] ability?
Yes, it could work. Although the chances of victory were slim, at least there was a chance.
The plan was clear. Next, he should find a way to make Tomas Moreau stop using magic, then select and absorb the Magic Sources from the messy objects on the ground. Subsequently use all the ability points obtained in [Whirl]. Once that is done use the Dimeritium Bomb along with the skill and the Silver Sword to greet him.
Lann moved his neck with difficulty and looked at his body that was pressed against the wall and could not move. How to get Tomas Moreau to stop using magic and buy time for the 'absorb the Magic Sources, throw the bomb, activate the ability and approach the enemy' sequence?
Lann suddenly shouted as if begging for mercy: "Professor Moreau, I have the Elder Blood! My name is Lann Lannister, and I am a descendant of Lara Dorren!"
Would using the highest achievement in biological research in history to seduce a magic professor obsessed with biological mutation research have any effect?
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