Inside the Tower Spirit Room at the very center of McIntosh Wizard Tower.
Colin's face was solemn as he swiftly gathered various materials scattered across the smooth floor of the Tower Spirit Room
and packed them one by one into his Storage Ring.
Boom!
Suddenly, a loud bang followed by a shake.
Colin's heart tightened as he instinctively turned to ask Erica,
"How much longer for the knowledge recording?"
"We're about seventy percent done."
Colin nodded slightly and continued to quickly store the materials.
His heart was still in shock.
That McIntosh Magic Potion was a complete and utter deception!
No, McIntosh didn't feel he was deceiving anyone... he had simply gone mad!
His so-called experiment, designed at the end of life, his last and most proud work, intended to resurrect himself...
Was actually designed with divine inspiration?!
McIntosh, Wizard!
Foolish enough to believe in the revelations of the divine!!
At this moment.
Inside the grey and white stone hall.
The golden light clusters on the grey and white pillars had already expanded to the same size as the pillars themselves.
Brilliant golden light illuminated the entire grey and white stone hall, casting a golden sheen over the originally grimacing corpses and dark red pools of blood, adding an inexplicable sense of grandeur to the once gloomy and terrifying scene.
White healing light continued to pour onto Nidham.
Nidham stood in place, his expression wooden, but a careful look revealed the fierceness hidden in his eyes!
Wizard Lap's complexion grew increasingly pale, coughing without covering his mouth and nose.
He was in a standoff with Harrington.
After a while.
Suddenly!
The golden light rapidly faded, and the hall turned gloomy and terrifying once again.
In the dim light, a heart-shaped golden fruit suddenly appeared at the top of the grey and white pillar—
That was the McIntosh Magic Potion!
At the same time!
Swish!
Inside the hall, Lap and the two others sprang into action.
Figures flickered, and several flashes of witchcraft light passed by!
The next moment!
In front of Harrington,
an incandescent, scorching ray continually pierced through his layered, shimmering metallic light shield!
Before Wizard Lap.
An orange-yellow firewall erupted from the ground, firmly blocking the pale black spikes!
On the other side.
Nidham was incredulous.
"Ah!!"
The intense pain coursing through his body made him let out a scream of agony!
He had never imagined that, in the moment the McIntosh Magic Potion appeared,
Lap and Harrington, besides attacking each other, had also simultaneously cast a spell at him.
Under the combined attack of the white-hot ray and the translucent pale black spikes,
the delicate balance temporarily maintained within his body was instantly disrupted.
Nidham's body began to melt like wax once again!
He screamed as he turned into a pile of black and crimson bloody muck!
The plan he had long harbored in his heart was over before it could be put into action.
Moments later.
The battle on the other side also came to an end.
"Cough—cough—!"
Wizard Lap coughed violently twice, ejecting thin, red flesh filaments from his mouth and nose, splattering everywhere.
Hiss.
These thin, red flesh filaments were even more lively than before.
Falling to the ground, they twisted and wriggled like snakes, rapidly coalescing into clusters as if breeding some grotesque entity.
But Wizard Lap did not care, catching a glimpse of Harrington, who he had grievously wounded and temporarily immobilized nearby.
Without hesitation, he crawled and ran frantically toward the nearby grey and white pillar.
In his life, he was most proud of his two Wizard Spells—the dazzling Sun Fireball like the great sun.
And,
what he had previously used to trap the Lord of Thorns and Flesh's projection, what he now used to imprison Harrington—the Space Confinement Chains!
From the start, there was no other outcome for this battle.
Since he knew in advance that Harrington would come, he naturally made thorough preparations!
Getting close.
Closer—!
That heart-shaped golden fruit was right before his eyes.
That was the McIntosh Magic Potion prepared by McIntosh for his resurrection, capable of enhancing Life Force, prolonging life, fortifying the soul, and increasing Magic Power—
McIntosh Magic Potion!
Wizard Lap gasped heavily, shedding countless thin, red flesh filaments with each step he took.
Just like the remaining droplets after a bath, cascading down as the body moved, scattering everywhere.
If one were to lift the gray Wizard Robe that covered his body at this moment, they would be horrified to find no intact area of his once smooth and healthy skin—
All that met the eye were dense, twisting, protruding red flesh buds!
Lap's eyes were filled with longing.
McIntosh's manuscript had given him enormous confidence.
Although he was not a Wizard specialized in Magic Potions.
Still, for sixty years, he had studied back and forth, repeatedly researching all the information about McIntosh left by the Blackstone Family, as well as the preserved McIntosh's manuscripts.
The vast majority of the knowledge and conclusions within had been confirmed by him to be true.
That final McIntosh experiment, he had also verified many times.
Every time he saw it, he couldn't help but marvel,
"Ah, what beauty, what simplicity of ritual...
Such an unbelievable stroke of genius!"
The same validation had been done by the ruling Wizard of the island of the Blackstone Family, producing the same conclusion.
And the exclamation was the same as his, as if praising the divine:
"Ah, what beauty, what simplicity of ritual...
Such an unbelievable stroke of genius!"
The McIntosh Magic Potion must surely save him!
Wizard Lap believed this without a doubt!