Overpowered Wizard

Chapter 164: B2: C64: Skills and Spells

Feeling hyped, Zarian couldn’t stay in bed anymore.

He drained the last dregs of his cool coffee and used Aura Mastery to send it flying out of his room. He guided it down to the kitchen on the ground floor, where Bianca took it and washed it super fast.

He used more Aura Mastery to send a verbal thanks all the way to Bianca’s ear. When she replied, he used Aura Mastery again and captured the sound of her words to bring it back to him.

“De nada,” said the air with Bianca’s voice.

He could’ve spoken with her directly with the spider network or sent some impressions. But these little Aura Mastery tricks were both fun and great for practicing his fine tune control.

Practicing control was important because he knew what he was going to do with his 74 Free points. He placed them all straight into Wonder, and he felt the change like he had bursting fireworks inside of him and his aura.

Zarian whooped as he flipped off his bed and into the air. He entered a hover and rotated around like a zero-g astronaut.

He closed his eyes and felt a significant expansion in his aura, his supernatural senses, his feeling for lucky encounters, and his sense of faith.

That last attribute was interesting, because it didn’t exactly mean all of his fears and worries were gone. It felt like he could have better access to divine circumstances, which might seem useless to him as a Freedom Leader.

Maybe there were other ways that faith could play a part even if it wasn’t overt. Maybe it might play more of a part with how the gnolls worshiped him like a god.

Regardless of that, Zarian wanted his Wonder higher for its best attribute: aura power.

Higher Wonder meant higher aura power. This way, he could strike with more weight while using Aura Mastery. This also had a huge effect on his void spells and hell gator spells.

Honestly, most, if not all, of his spells would benefit because he could push them harder or craft them smartly with Aura Mastery itself, even if they didn’t scale with Wonder.

No, wait, a lot of my spells scale with Wonder and Mysticism. Zarian checked. Huh, I’ve actually been hurting myself by not raising Wonder as much as I should’ve.

He should still focus on Mysticism. He really needed the aura recovery, after all.

There were so many little tricks and nuanced ways to overlap stats and abilities as a wizard, Zarian could only imagine how perfected and complex Ruvaria’s profile could be. His dear teacher was the type who would be the envy of god wizards up in God Land while she was still bound to the Lesser Worlds.

Zarian stopped flipping around and remained floating upright. His cloak fluttered around the entire room.

The weird morphs grimoire scrambled from one long wavering strand to another. Para formed multiple feminine hands and playfully chased and pinched at the grimoire.

Zarian watched them play and bond before turning his attention to his total stats.

Willpower: 453

Strength: 52

Agility: 54

Wonder: 450

Mysticism: 573

Free: 0

Everything looked nice to him. Wonder had finally caught up to Willpower. He planned to keep those two on par with each other and return more of his focus to Mysticism.

Surprisingly, he didn’t even have the highest Mysticism.

If Hannah was still the same level and had gained nothing from a new side quest, she would be at 583 Mysticism. Her other stats were drastically lower, but that was perfectly fine for her specific build and abilities.

Bianca had the highest Wonder at 683, which made perfect sense for her. That was the main reason her new legendary battle dress needed stacks of aura recovery enchantments. She could burn through aura pretty fast on her own.

Gilbert fell behind everyone else in many small ways, but he didn’t – and shouldn’t – min-max much. For his role, Gilbert could mostly cruise his way up the levels and worlds and still be one of the most vital adventurers around.

Naomi hadn’t talked too much about her changes last night. She wanted to wait until this morning.

He did a quick ping on the spider network, asking for her condition. She responded with an impression that she was feeling horrible.

Zarian used Aura Mastery more directly and nudged her on the shoulder while she was buried under layers in her bed. He focused on the vibrations from her open mouth. It seemed like she was moaning in pain.

Yup, that’s what you get for screwing around so much yesterday, Zarian thought, ignoring the fact that he was being a hypocrite.

He was curious about her gains, however. How much stronger had she gotten?

Zarian would go see soon. He returned his focus to himself while Para and the weird morphs grimoire continued playing around. He smiled a little at their antics as he pulled up his profile.

He checked on the three Level 0 skills he hunted for after the fall of the Chimera Tyrant Lair.

Zarian followed the entire journey closely. He noticed how his skill decoupled from his soul. Then it winked away far too quickly for him to track.

Before anything else happened, Zarian summoned the black magic grimoire from his soul. It appeared with a flash of black light and a rattle of spectral chains that covered the covers and kept it linked to him.

He was right on time to feel a new spell forming in his grimoire at a near blinding speed. Runes. Geometric symbols. Strange and eerie text.

Zarian flipped over to the pages just as the Star System finished jotting down a completely new spell.

The pages glowed with a dangerous orange light.

But he didn’t know the spell.

“Oh, of course, I have to study it now.” Zarian chuckled. “However, I can already tell this is far more advanced than the previous skill. And it’s likely more flexible, too. Hm.”

Interesting. Very interesting.

Zarian pulled up his skill description for the black magic grimoire.

“It used to be three out of seven learned spells. Now it’s three out of eight,” Zarian said. “Yeah, I have to get to studying those new ones.”

He’d spent so much time on the gravity spell he let the other spells fall to the wayside.

He went as far as he could go with the gravity spell right now. It felt like he’d run into a natural roadblock after what he did in the Chimera Tyrant Lair to defeat the doomsday spell device.

He needed to let the gravity spell sit for a little while. He would come back to it later, after he grew a little more powerful or gathered some new insight and epiphanies.

Zarian dismissed the black magic grimoire. He traveled through the void and went out a few miles away from the lake. Then he used the Level 0 Wild Acid Force and observed how portions of his aura turned into frenzied radioactive neon green acid energy with a physical presence.

The scary part was how Wild Acid Force could conjure just anywhere, as long as he had his aura present in the location. With some focus, he could specify where most of the Wild Acid Force formed.

He found some Level 60 monsters that reminded him of wendigoes. They were chasing down a Level 65 sheep beast.

He thought of making the frenzied energy fall on the monsters like acid rain. But Wild Acid Force didn’t work that way.

Instead, he gathered enough until he could fill a half-sized pool and shoved it down onto the monsters. The Wild Acid Force struck with a push while eating through the monsters’ flesh rapidly. The force also burst, rippled, and twisted in weird ways that turned the melting monsters into slurries of their former selves.

In a few seconds, Zarian cleaned off their bones, and even those were dissolving under the berserk press of the Wild Acid Force. Then there was nothing left.

“Void acid?” Zarian asked aloud. “Yeah, let’s do it.”

First, he summoned the voidling exile grimoire. Then he prompted the Star System to do its thing, and he observed as closely as possible.

He paid attention to how the skill departed from his soul before disappearing and ending up printed with a more in-depth explanation of runes, non-Euclidean symbols, and raving texts on the metallic pages of the voidling exile grimoire.

Zarian didn’t bother testing the Level 0 Crushing Constriction skill. Nobody could confuse what that did. He was curious how the hell gator grimoire would take it as he dismissed Voidling and summoned the more predatory grimoire.

Immediately, the weird morphs grimoire scrambled around in fright while surrounded by Para’s caring arms. The hell gator grimoire hovered over Zarian’s shoulder before turning the toothy edges of its covers toward the new grimoire.

Gator could smell the weakness inside of Morph.

I’ve never considered giving them capitalized names before, Zarian thought. But now that there’s four, I might as well. Black. Gator. Voidling. Morph.There, simple and easy to remember.

With that in mind, he went through the motions for Gator.