Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience novel Chapter 114

Chapter 114: 022: Fear Reappears

Climbed over the Snow Mountain.

Crossed the grasslands.

Traversed the forest.

Using the "Object Swelling Technique," Lynch turned a fruit into a boat, drifting down the winding creek. The fish in the river responded to Lynch’s call, clustering together, eagerly pushing the small boat forward.

Low-level Zero Ring Spell of the Spiritual System: "Call of Nature."

During the day, they hiked over mountains and ventured across rugged landscapes. If they grew tired, one would rest on Frankenstein’s broad shoulders—most often Avery. Since advancing to become a Mid-level Knight, Lynch’s robust constitution effortlessly handled such journeys.

At night, they gathered around the fire, sharing idle conversations under the stars while enjoying meals. Occasionally, they ventured into the forest, foraging for mushrooms or hunting to supplement their supplies.

Beneath the vast glittering starlight, they discussed caring for their companion, the plump bear cub. Avery decided to name it "Fatty," reasoning it looked quite stout.

As dawn broke, they greeted each other with soft good mornings.

The harmonious camaraderie between the two created an inexplicable rhythm, transforming what could have been an arduous and distant journey into a blissful and pleasant one.

Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed.

The two were now less than 100 kilometers away from the Dark Forest.

They arrived at the final stop of this journey—

The Forest of the Dead.

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The Forest of the Dead lies in the northeastern region of the Ramos Duchy.

Its original name was the Jade Forest—a lush, vibrant haven brimming with life. Several small towns thrived around the forest, where humanity and nature coexisted in harmony. _{free𝑤ebnovel.com}

But at some unknown time, the trees here began to wither, the flora decayed, and it became a gathering place for Dead Souls, earning its infamous name.

Stepping into the forest, Lynch observed the scenery around him.

He was met with a sight of gnarled, lifeless trees. Their trunks twisted into grotesque shapes resembling the fingers of the dead. Moss and fungi covered their bark, lending an ancient and decayed appearance. Sparse, pale leaves hung feebly, as though life had been stripped away, leaving only skeletal husks swaying in the wind.

Underfoot, thick layers of dead leaves and brittle branches cracked softly with each step, like walking over the dust of time. The entire forest was shrouded in a dense gray mist. Light was scarce, the oppressive gloom weighing heavily on the air.

Occasionally, a chilling gust would sweep through, causing the leaves and vines to rustle—a sound like the murmuring whispers of countless Dead Souls.

"What an overwhelming aura of death. Where is this place?" Lynch remarked with a click of his tongue.

The concentration of Dark Elements and Death Elements here was astonishing, almost to a maddening degree. Each breath carried the weight of hatred, despair, and myriad other negative emotions.

Approaching a tree trunk, Lynch noticed the bark suddenly tremble. Numerous blood-shot eyes emerged, glaring at him with a deep-seated resentment that felt personal and ancient.

Modos’s Eyes of Hatred—necromantic parasitic creatures.

Shifting his gaze downward, he saw several soul sparks sprouting at his feet. Nearby, crooked, pale plants resembling human finger bones were rooted in the soil.

Finger Bone Grass—a necromantic magic plant.

Other necromantic vegetation such as Death Spirit Flowers, Curse Grass, and Corpse Vine—all of which were rare even in the Dark Forest—were plentiful here.

"The Jade Forest," Avery answered.

She paused, glanced around, and corrected herself: "However, its current name is the Forest of the Dead, a plantation created by Black Wizards."

Lynch froze for a moment. "Are you saying the elemental environment here was artificially created?"

"Exactly."

Avery sighed lightly: "The Shadow Swamp slaughtered everyone here in every cruel way imaginable, trapping their hatred and despair eternally in this place. They turned them into nourishment for this Land of Death."

As she spoke, faint distorted figures appeared within the mist. They had contorted faces and twisted expressions.

"I’ll kill you!"

"I hate this world!"

Their feral screams echoed as they charged toward Lynch and Avery, only to implode abruptly into smoke, dissipating into the fog.

These were souls unable to transcend.

Lynch marveled: "Truly gruesome."

As a wizard proficient in Necromancy, he fully understood the steps required to create such an ecosystem. It was precisely because of this knowledge that the Black Wizards’ methods left him horrified—this was far beyond mere destruction of humanity...

They ventured deeper into the forest, the gray mist resounding with various eerie cries.

"I’m in so much pain, I’m in so much pain!"

"Save my child!"

"Why? Why make us endure this?"

"Where’s Grant? Where is Grant?"