Grimm stayed in the alchemy laboratory for a full six hours before coming out.
The moment he came out, his originally surging spiritual force had been completely depleted, and he staggered as he walked.
Returning to his bedroom on the fourth floor, Grimm immediately began his daily meditation.
Five hours of deep meditation had once again filled him with vigor, giving him a slight increase in his spiritual force by 0.0005 points. Although this increase was slow, if he persisted for a long time, his strength would increase by quite a bit.
However, the increase in spiritual force brought about by daily meditation was not constant. When one's spiritual force increased to a certain level, the effects of meditation would gradually decrease. There were many people who wanted to rely on accumulating their strength to become Grade 2 Magi, but almost none of them succeeded.
There were plenty of Grade 1 Magi who could extend their lifespans to two or three hundred years, but only a handful of them could become Grade 2 Magi. One of the main reasons was the shackles of laws!
When advancing to become a Magus, almost every Magus had to condense their own consciousness core. The degree of compatibility between the core and the laws of the plane would limit the maximum amount of spiritual force they could reach.
Daily meditation was a subtle process of using the laws of the plane to continuously assimilate the consciousness core.
However, this process had its limits, and was greatly affected by the structure of the laws of the heart. If a Magus did not improve their understanding of the laws of their innate abilities, it would be difficult for their consciousness core to grow any further. Only by working hard to grasp the laws could one continuously increase the threshold of the consciousness core. It was like digging a pond. The more comprehensive the understanding and grasp of the laws, the bigger the pond would be.
Daily meditation was like constantly pouring water into this pool. When the water wasn't full yet, one could clearly feel the water level rising. However, if the structure of the pond did not change, there would be a day when the water would be full. When that time came, Magi would have a headache about their strength being unable to improve.
However, understanding and grasping the laws was not something that could be done easily.
Laws were always illusory. Some people could experience the existence of laws through repeated practice of witchcraft, some could verify the existence of laws through rigorous witchcraft experiments, and some could directly sense the existence of laws …
Spells could be memorized through repeated practice, and knowledge could be recorded, circulated, and passed down through books and knowledge crystals. However, he did not have any good methods to spread and pass down his understanding of the world's laws.
So far, the only thing that could achieve this was the bloodline inheritance of a Bloodline Sorcerer.
Those with the Gifted Bloodline could not extract the laws of the world and pass them on, so they could only embed a vague fragment of their consciousness into the bloodline inheritance. In this way, with the continuous contributions of countless Bloodline Sorcerers for thousands of years, the latecomers could easily obtain these precious consciousnesses through the guidance of their bloodlines.
With the guidance and demonstration of their ancestors, the progress of the Blood Sorcerers was naturally incomparably fast.
This was also why Bloodline Sorcerers had always been the most powerful group of people in the Sorcerer World. If it wasn't for the influence of the bloodline shackles, the Bloodline Sorcerers could have possibly become the largest faction in the Sorcerer World.
It was a pity that his success was due to his bloodline, but his failure was also due to his bloodline!
The bloodline shackles were like a noose around the necks of all Bloodline Sorcerers. As they progressed, the noose became tighter and tighter. One day, they would be stuck at a certain stage in extreme pain, unable to advance even a single step even after struggling for a hundred years!
Compared to the Bloodline Sorcerers, the Elemental Sorcerers focused more on understanding and understanding the laws of the world. Even though they did not have any guidance, there was no threshold that they could not surpass. That was why Grim had thrown himself into the ranks of the Elemental Sorcerers without any hesitation.
What he needed to do now was to continuously meditate and accumulate knowledge about Wizard Spells, and to repeatedly train his mental energy. The semi-elemental transformation of his body allowed him to easily cross the threshold of a level 1 Wizard. If he wanted to become a level 2 Wizard, he would have to elemental transform his mental energy as well.
For this, he would inevitably have to borrow the mysterious sea of lava at the bottom of the Wizard's Pagoda!
However, the conditions were not ripe yet, so he could not use the sea of lava to train his mental energy for the time being. As for the main reason for his delay, it was the mutation of his body of fire being assimilated by a foreign energy when he unsealed the Heart of the Flame Demon.
At the moment, he was still carefully evaluating the effects this mutation would have on him, so it affected the process of elemental transformation of his mental energy.
Thinking about this, Grim raised his right hand and silently activated the energy within the Heart of the Flame Demon, guiding it to his right hand. In an instant, his slender and agile right hand was covered in a layer of mysterious black substance that flashed with a metallic luster. It looked like the palm of a demon.
The mysterious substance was hard to the touch, and it could resist the stab and slash of sharp weapons, as well as elemental attacks of 15 degrees and below. As the energy continued to increase, Grimm's right hand was like a mutated monster. His palm was expanding and his fingers were also stretching and thickening with crackling sounds. The most obvious change was his fingernails. They twisted and mutated rapidly, and the ends became sharper and sharper. The curvature was like a sharp dagger.
Grim took out a dagger with black patterns from his Storage Belt and slashed at his right palm a few times. Sparks flew, but his black palm remained unharmed. It wasn't until Grimm took out another enchanted dagger and stabbed it into his palm that he felt a slight pain.
Judging from this, once the Body of Flame's mutation was complete, his body would be completely immune to normal weapons. Only enchanted weapons would be able to harm him.
However, the strange energy did not only bring him benefits!
Grim took out a mirror and opened his mouth to look at himself.
His originally white and neat teeth were now replaced by white, crisscrossed fangs. The moment he opened his mouth, a thick sulfuric smell began to spread in the room.
It took a long time for Grimm to disperse the strange energy before the mutation slowly disappeared.
"A.I. Chip, have you recorded the process? Have you found any good methods to resolve this? "
"Beep. The mutation process has been recorded. Analyzing the elemental changes in the host's body during the mutation … This mutation will help the host adapt to the pure flame energy in the Fire Demon's Heart faster, so it is not recommended for the host to stop the mutation as it will lower the compatibility between the host and the flame energy …"
Grim was speechless after hearing the A.I. Chip's suggestion.
After all, the A.I. Chip was not him. Its goal was to maximize its abilities, and this was the first time the A.I. Chip had a completely different understanding of Grim's insistence on having a human body.
Perhaps this was the weak side of humans!
Grim laughed at himself helplessly and left the bedroom, returning to the laboratory on the fifth floor.
This time, he did not go to the alchemy laboratory, but to a small biological modification room.
Compared to the meticulous and elegant alchemy laboratory, the biological modification room was much more sinister and terrifying. On top of a large stone platform, there were many different types of creatures and monsters. Many of them were incomplete, and there were obvious signs of surgery on their bodies.
Sensing Grim's arrival, a 1.8m tall, silver-white humanoid magic puppet respectfully came to stand in front of him.
Seeing the blood-stained blades and sawteeth on the puppet's mechanical arms, Grim could not help but ask, "How's the treatment of test subjects 1 and 2?"
"Test subject 1 has been cleaned up, but test subject 2's vitality is still declining. Only 87% of its bodily functions are preserved …"
The two spoke as they walked, and soon arrived in front of a large stone platform.
On top of the stone platform, a demonic spider the size of a small hill was crawling. Its head was missing, and the large abdomen on its back was shriveled up. However, its enormous body and shiny black limbs still gave the visitors a terrifying sense of oppression.
Although the Devil Hunter Spider Tura was already dead, its remains still possessed great value!
Each of its four spider legs was as sharp as a magic weapon. If it was given to an enchanter or alchemist, they would definitely be able to tap into its full potential and transform it into a suitable magic weapon.
As for the spider's carapace, it was made of an unknown material. Not only was it flexible, but it was also very resistant to magic. If it could be transformed into a small shield, it would be so light that even a Magus could carry it.
In the spider's body, Leylin had also dug out a large poison gland, a poison sac, and a large silk sac.
In the hands of different Magi, these things would have completely different effects. Grim was not good at handling magic ingredients, so he could only give them to Gargamel. After all, Gargamel was also a Potioneering Master. The old spider's poison gland and sac would definitely be able to increase his poison reserves and increase the power of his poisons.
Gargamel did not disappoint Grim's expectations. After soaking it in a mysterious potion, the silk sac began to continuously spit out silk. Although it did not reach a metre in ten days, Gargamel's tests showed that the silk was not only soft and silky, it was also very tough. Even magic weapons would not be able to cut it.
Apart from that, the silk could also absorb magic elements up to 10 degrees, and was able to block spiritual force detection.
This meant that if this silk was used to make a set of undergarments, it could increase a Magus' elemental resistance by 10 degrees, as well as make them immune to Magi's passive spiritual force detection.
This way, even if they met a Magus with a higher spiritual force than them, the wearer would not have to worry about their spiritual force being seen through.
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