The noisy forest regained its silence once more.
Lynch stood at the edge of the forest, staring in shock at the alchemy man in the distance.
Is this guy Grant?
Grant Gwodis, the Great Knight? The hero of the Ramos Duchy?
But...
Wasn’t he dead?
Why is he alive, and why does he look like this?
A series of doubts surged back and forth in Lynch’s mind. The message Barton gave before his death was simply too startling.
Alchemy man... No, Grant.
After killing Barton, Grant stood dumbfounded at the spot for a while, looking like a lifeless machine, staring blankly at the blood and flesh explosion that Barton had become in his hands.
After some time passed.
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The sound of mechanical movement emerged as he withdrew his arm and walked away indifferently.
Lynch gazed at the departing figure and let out a sigh of relief.
’Thank goodness...’
Although he didn’t know what kind of grudge existed between Grant and Barton, he was at least fortunate that he wasn’t an adversary of Grant himself. If such a formidable enemy appeared under these circumstances, today’s trouble would have been immense.
’What a strange man. What on earth has happened to him?’
’Truly intriguing...’
Shaking his head, Lynch withdrew his gaze; despite his curiosity, there was no way he would charge over and demand explanations from Grant. Questions like these were better left to fate to resolve in the future.
He walked forward and approached the pile of Barton’s remains, then summoned a skeleton to rummage through the bloody mess.
During the earlier battle with Barton, Lynch had clearly noticed that Barton was wearing a space ring on his hand. Where could it have gone... Oh! There it is!
After a moment of searching, the skeleton finally unearthed a space ring from the pile of flesh.
Lynch handed a leather water pouch to the skeleton to clean it off, then used his spiritual field to perceive it from the inside out, thoroughly ensuring no hidden dangers. Only then did he pick up the ring.
Spirit tentacles reached into the ring as Lynch quickly inspected its contents.
A towering pile of various magical materials, bloodlines and body organs from rare demons, tens of thousands of magic stones, as well as an assortment of chaotic books and scrolls.
Among the books, Lynch quickly sifted through and soon discovered a black-covered book.
On the cover was written: The Bloodline Refining Manual of Morris.
Lynch’s face lit up with joy: ’It really exists!’
According to the diary left by Richard, the Witch Master of the Shadow Swamp, who was Richard’s mentor Wizard Morris, was an expert in necromancy, deeply researching its three major branches—spirit, body refinement, and magic.
Wizard Morris had divided his lifelong knowledge into these three categories, passing them on to his three inheritance apprentices. Barton was the one who inherited the knowledge on body refinement.
Lynch immediately took out the manual and flipped through it. From the moment he read Richard’s diary, he had been intrigued by the strange bloodline refinement techniques mentioned. He never imagined he’d get a chance to glimpse its actual contents now.
And just that glimpse didn’t disappoint!
The knowledge in the book consisted of entirely unfamiliar concepts Lynch had never encountered before. Even after merely flipping through it briefly, some of the theories and ideas captivated him, drawing him in completely.
"Lynch..."
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