Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

"Uh... Mr. Eye of Illusion, do you really not need to take off your clothes before performing the Transfiguration spell? Or should I arrange for someone to prepare the change of clothes for you in advance?"

Harvey looked at the young high-level spellcaster who was seriously preparing for the spellcasting ceremony and suggested in a slightly euphemistic way.

"Haha! Don't worry, my robe itself is a magic weapon, which can be directly absorbed and attached to the skin, and will not be damaged due to deformation."

Fire and Transfiguration spellcasters like to refine magic weapons into clothes and robes. After all, whether it is the flame possession spell or the high-level illusion spell, running naked on the spot because of the damage of clothes after stopping the spellcasting is a problem of dignity for any high-level spellcaster.

The Eye of Illusion did not rely on just one bottle of transfiguration potion to complete the transformation spell. Instead, it took out several materials from the storage ring that looked like they were extracted from some beastly magical creatures, and then used magic solvents instead of ink to quickly draw a small ritual array on the clean and bright laboratory floor. Then, he stepped in and stood in the center of the array and began to chant silently.

"It turns out that the transfiguration spells of arcane spellcasters are not instantaneous, and require tedious ritual preparations. No wonder most transfiguration wizards also practice other similar arcane magics. It is rare to see a pure specialized transfiguration wizard." Harvey stood aside and said silently in his heart.

The spells used by the Eye of Illusion are not the common continental language today. Harvey is not good at the relevant knowledge of spell literature. He can only barely distinguish that there is a mixture of beastman language and ancient wizard language in it, and the chanting of the spell sounds a bit weird and awkward.

After a long spell, the Eye of Illusion pulled out the stopper of the glass test tube and drank half of the thick black potion. Then his body began to twist unnaturally, accompanied by the sound of bones deforming and rubbing.

Then his body began to expand and grow rapidly, and clumps of dense and hard gray-black hair emerged from his skin. The short robe he was wearing gradually disappeared into his skin, followed by the rapid and heavy breathing of the transformation wizard.

About a few minutes later, the Eye of Illusion completed the transformation spell. A four or five-meter-tall wolf-headed humanoid monster stood in the center of the magic circle with a slightly hunched body. It turned its head sideways and looked at Harvey who was guarding on the side with its red eyes, attracting four blood warriors to take out their long swords and gather around to wait for it.

Harvey keenly discovered that there was a glimmer of humanity in the werewolf's eyes, and it did not convey any hostility or desire to attack.

"Mr. Eye of Illusion?" Harvey asked tentatively, but what he got in response was a low wolf howl - it seems that during the process of casting the transformation spell, the caster cannot speak and communicate like humans.

The werewolf wizard suddenly blinked, revealing a playful and provocative look, raised his thick and hairy long arms, and pointed at a guard soldier who had activated the "giant strength" blood talent in front of Harvey.

"Mr. Eye of Illusion, I'm afraid I want to spar with you. Don't use weapons, pay attention to safety..."

Harvey patted the guard who had been eager to try for a long time in an encouraging way, and the soldier pounced on him panting as soon as he finished speaking.

The blood warrior rushed to the werewolf and just met the giant fist it swung straight at, and crossed his arms in front of his face like a conditioned reflex.

With a bang, the guard staggered back two steps, stood firm, and then threw a punch in counterattack - this punch was originally heading straight for the werewolf's chest, but suddenly changed direction and hit the opponent's waist and ribs.

Harvey raised his mouth slightly. This was a trick that Pierce mentioned when he trained them in close combat - the weakness of canine beasts is "copper head, iron bones, tofu waist".

The werewolf reacted very quickly, twisted his waist suddenly to avoid this fatal "kidney shot", and stretched out his clawed palm to reach the crotch of the blood warrior like lightning.

"After Mr. Eye of Illusion transformed, his attack method was so rough and direct..." Harvey couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The guard reached down with both hands and twisted the werewolf's arm. He was about to take a breath and swing it horizontally away. Unexpectedly, the werewolf, who was more than twice his height, quietly opened his bloody mouth and bit his neck.

If the werewolf exerted a little more force, the guard's neck would be bitten off immediately, and there would be no chance of survival.

Harvey smiled and clapped his hands, and asked the guard, who was blushing with shame, to retreat. He said in a gentle voice: "You are not experienced enough in combat, but you can withstand the attack of a giant werewolf four or five meters high. You have used your innate ability very well."

The Eye of Illusion ended the transformation spell. After a sound of bones and muscles rubbing against each other, it slowly returned to its original gentle and thin appearance, and the robe hidden in the skin reappeared on the surface of the body.

"If I use the Transfiguration spell with all my strength, I can maintain the werewolf form for about an hour. During this process, I will have the magic resistance, bloodthirstiness and night vision that are unique to werewolves..." He took the initiative to tell Harvey about the effects of the spell.

Harvey nodded, walked to the experimental table and quickly recorded the observation results of the Transfiguration spell with paper and pen.

"So... if it were your teacher Mr. Duncan, how long would he be able to maintain the spell? In addition to the werewolf form, are there other animal forms that consume more magic power?"

The Eye of Illusion was silent for a moment, and replied in a low voice: "In addition to the werewolf form, the teacher is also good at the transformation of birds... Of course, in the past ten years, he has been studying to crack the mimicry illusion of a certain sub-dragon monster. Unfortunately, he only tried it once in a critical moment, and an accident happened..."

So that's it. It seems that they asked me for help in the forum to solve the sequelae of the mutation caused by their teacher's failed illusion. This kind of ancient wizard spell from ancient times is really risky.

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"I have a safer proposal, but I need to wait until I meet your teacher in person and let him make the final decision."

The Eye of Illusion widened his eyes and said in surprise: "A safer way? Can it also restore the teacher's limbs to a healthy state? Please tell me in advance! I will convey it to the teacher and the astrologer, please!"

Harvey pointed to a brand new alchemical prosthesis hanging on a metal bracket and whispered: "I suggest that the transplant operation be carried out as usual. If the operation fails or there is a problem, your teacher's soul will be transferred as a whole and accommodated in an alchemical prosthesis. We have already used this technology very maturely..."

"What? Soul transfer? Accommodating the soul of a living person into an alchemical creation? This... Isn't this the most important part of the life alchemy plan that the Exploration Society has been pursuing? Have you... Have you cracked the trick?"

The Eye of Illusion was so shocked that he could hardly speak, and asked in a somewhat inappropriate manner.

Harvey pointed at Reiner and Asdaron who were walking slowly outside the laboratory, and explained with a chuckle: "Yes, these two assistants of mine are alchemical beings that contain human souls. If your teacher accepts this proposal, we need to sign a secret magic contract. I don't want to be investigated by the Federation and the Church..."