[Sound Wave Vibration (Proficient) Experience Points +1]
The moment the magic was triggered, Ron felt an unprecedented sense of control.
The entire magic model was like a precise instrument, producing a perfect "tone" under his spiritual power control.
Even more exciting, this structure no longer required the aid of physical instruments and could be fully constructed and released in advance.
"This is far beyond my expectations..."
He adjusted his breathing, deciding to try further.
If the first step was to transform the magic model into an instrument structure, then the second step was to expand the "melody" content.
Ron closed his eyes again, entering a meditative state, seeking more mysterious syllables from the depths of the starry sky.
His consciousness sank deeper into meditation, and the familiar starry scene unfolded before his eyes, countless stars flickering in the darkness.
But this time, he tried to go even deeper, letting his consciousness reach those regions emitting ravings.
"No need to reach the core, just capturing more syllable fragments..."
As the meditation went deeper, those stars seemed to come alive, starting to move according to some peculiar Rhythm, emitting more complex sounds.
"Zi... Klu... Nyag... Rotip... Sale... Hom..."
The new combinations of syllables resonated in his consciousness, each carrying an indescribable ancient power.
Ron cautiously recorded these new syllables while being alert to possible spiritual contamination.
Fortunately, with previous experience, he could better maintain his mental barrier to prevent those dangerous energies from directly affecting his mind.
Returning to reality, Ron immediately tried to integrate the newly gained syllables into the improved magic model.
"Constructing a soundbox... adjusting the strings... injecting a new syllable sequence..."
This time, the magic model became more complex. When the magic was released, six syllables sounded almost simultaneously, forming a short but powerful "composition."
The air in the training room seemed to twist because of this "composition," with some small objects starting to vibrate uncontrollably, and even a few books fell off the shelf.
"The power has indeed increased," Ron evaluated: "But the difficulty of control has also multiplied."
The new structure of more syllables needs extremely high precision of spiritual control.
"There’s hope!" Ron thought with joy, he moved to the training ground, and an invisible ripple spread from his palm, hitting the target across.
The target’s surface didn’t crack as usual; instead, it twisted bizarrely before beginning to dissolve in a strange manner.
It wasn’t physical fragmentation but a deeper kind of erosion, as if its material structure itself was being corroded by some force.
"Teacher?" Lilia’s voice came from the other side of the courtyard, with a hint of concern:
"It’s already late. Are you alright?"
"Come here, Lilia." Ron responded with a smile, his voice filled with undisguisable excitement:
"I think I’ve had a major breakthrough."
As Lilia approached, she was surprised to see the target slowly dissolving:
"What kind of spell effect is this?"
"Erosion Wave."
Ron explained with a strange gleam in his eyes: "I’ve succeeded in merging sound wave vibration with ravings."
He once again concentrated, constructing the improved "sound wave vibration" magic structure, this time targeting another target.
An invisible ripple spread out again, and the target’s surface was immediately covered with an eerie purple-black, then began to decompose from the inside.
This decomposition wasn’t ordinary physical destruction; it felt more like the target’s very "existence" was being consumed by some force.
"Oh my..." Lilia gasped: "This effect... is simply incredible."
"It’s not just that." Ron smiled slightly:
"This erosion effect should have additional impacts on living beings, especially on a spiritual level."
"But, Teacher..." Lilia hesitated for a moment:
"This power... feels somewhat off, are you sure it’s safe?"
Ron became serious:
"Every power has two sides, the key lies in the user’s control. How to harmlessly tame them through various experiments is also the meaning of research."
Lilia seemed to want to say more, but ultimately just nodded:
"You must be very tired, want to take a break? I brewed some calming tea."
Ron then realized that he was indeed exhausted, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and his hands trembling slightly.
Such high-intensity spiritual power control had clearly consumed a lot of his physical and spiritual strength.
"Thank you, Lilia." He accepted the teacup handed by the girl, sipping the warm liquid carefully, allowing his weary mind and body a moment of relaxation.
Early the next morning, Ron went to the workshop’s backyard again, preparing to test his discovery from last night.
Ailan was soothing a rare herb, which had shown restlessness after sensing the remnants of Ron’s magic.
"This erosive energy does make plants uncomfortable."
Ailan said softly, her fingers gently stroking the trembling leaves of the herb:
"They can sense a ripple not belonging to the original world."
Ron nodded, which exactly confirmed his hypothesis:
The impact of the erosion wave indeed transcended normal physical damage, reaching deeper into the existence of life forms.
"I need a sturdier target to test the effect." He looked around, finally locking his gaze on a stone pedestal.
It was one of the fixed targets, extremely sturdy and with certain anti-magic properties, making it hard for ordinary magic to cause noticeable damage.