27: Chapter 27 Stone Skin Technique!

"Phew, it's finally finished."

Mo Bai looked at the Magic Spell Model that had already taken shape before him.

A Magic Spell Model composed of as many as twenty-seven Spell Nodes and five Spell Structures.

"Stone Skin Spell!"

After testing its effects, Mo Bai gave this Magic Spell Model a name, while Yang Hao, whose eyes were slightly bloodshot beside him, was also extremely excited.

He was like a dry sponge, rapidly absorbing the knowledge and concepts Mo Bai had just revealed.

He also deserved some credit for the successful deduction of this Magic Spell Model.

With a thought from Mo Bai, the Magic Spell Model landed directly on Zhou Rin, who was watching the scene from the side.

*Buzz!*

A yellow light flashed on the surface of Zhou Rin's body, and then a layer of deep yellow earth covered his skin.

He moved curiously, feeling his movements were slightly sluggish, and then he saw Mo Bai instantly slash down with a long saber.

*Clack!*

Zhou Rin raised his hand to block. The long saber landed on his left arm, and upon looking, there was only a shallow blade mark.

"Holy crap, that's awesome! It doesn't even hurt."

He was instantly stunned by this.

"If I had this, I could go unrivaled in a crowd!"

"Not bad, not bad. The effect is good."

Mo Bai also nodded from the side, while Yang Hao watched the entire casting process, pondering it carefully.

Suddenly, Mo Bai looked at Zhou Rin and spoke up.

"Zhou Rin, are you... interested in doing an experiment?

Perhaps it could give you your first taste of the transcendent."

"Hmm? What experiment? Transcendent? Yes, yes, I want it, I want it."

Zhou Rin was slightly dazed, then he jolted and nodded joyfully in haste.

If anyone else had said it, he might have thought they were bluffing.

The transcendent isn't something you can just have whenever you want, but since Mo Bai said it, he believed it unconditionally.

"First, let me clarify: I don't guarantee success, nor do I guarantee the consequences, but I will provide all the materials."

"That's fine, perfectly fine."

Zhou Rin replied without a second thought, then added another point.

"Brother Mo, forget about risks. There's no opportunity in this world without risk.

To be able to attempt transcendence when no other player has achieved it yet...

People would fight tooth and nail for such a chance. Even if it fails, it's just a gamble on my part."

Mo Bai nodded upon hearing this and said nothing more, setting aside the Magic Spell Model for the Stone Skin Spell.

The transcendent potion for the Stone Skin Spell required an earth element transcendent crystal core, which he didn't have right now.

However, he had two wind element transcendent crystal cores in his possession.

As for the liquid extraction of various medicinal herbs, there were professional tools to maximize efficiency. But if the requirement was only fifty percent usability, then temporary tools made from stones and bamboo tubes could still be used.

In terms of combat potential, a normal release of the Wind Blade Technique could cut through fortifications, while a diffused release could construct a Wind Wall to block long-range attacks. With further refinement, it could even be used to boost movement speed or increase attack speed. Its combat potential was definitely not weaker than the Stone Skin Spell. It was just... when Mo Bai thought of this Wind Blade Technique, a voice seemed to echo in his mind.

"Hasagi!"

"If it fails, so be it. But if it succeeds, it will definitely be very happy."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Very happy."

Under his gaze, Zhou Rin couldn't help but scratch his head and instinctively took two steps back.

A moment later, Zhou Rin began to collect and prepare the materials needed for processing the herbs, while Mo Bai flipped through his previous notes to devise an experimental plan.

Yang Hao continued to use the exhaustive method to experiment with the remaining fire element Spell Structures.

In the blink of an eye, the sky turned dark and then bright again. When the sky dimmed once more, a series of cackling, strange laughter suddenly rang out in the forest, startling a flock of birds into flight.

In the forest, by the dim light of dusk, Mo Bai gazed at the massive shadow of the mountain to the south, the corners of his mouth curling slightly.

A moment later, the three of them left with everything, leaving only a boulder carved with Spell Structures behind as evidence of their presence.

Along the way, Mo Bai continued to teach Zhou Rin some adjusted uses of the Wind Blade Technique, which he had developed during his spare time during the experiment.

It only required a slight adjustment to the Magic Spell Model, making it very convenient.

Initially, Mo Bai tried to explain the underlying development principles to Zhou Rin so that he could attempt to develop them himself later.

However, after only a brief attempt, he gave up and instead tried to explain the operational procedures clearly.

A moment later, he chose to summarize some idiot-proof methods and simple shortcuts for him.

It had to be said that Zhou Rin's combat instincts and saber techniques were definitely traded for his brains.

After memorizing these methods through rote learning, even though his attributes had dropped from level five to level three due to his weakened state, he didn't care at all, his face full of joy!

It felt more exhausting to teach Zhou Rin than to conduct experiments for over twenty consecutive hours.

Relieved, Mo Bai looked up at the mountain peak that was now close at hand, and the mountain stronghold at the top.

At this moment, the players' big battle had just ended, but the catapults at the foot of the mountain were still hurling bags of fist-sized stones toward the stronghold on the peak.

"Huh? catapults?"

Mo Bai couldn't help but be stunned when he saw these things. Then, he also saw many hand-carried siege rams on the mountain path, which even had A-shaped wooden roofs for blocking arrows, though they had already been smashed by boulders rolling down from the peak.

"There are talents everywhere; they even managed to make catapults."

"It seems that because this Great Axe Gang outpost is on a mountain and the mountain path is extremely difficult to pass..."

"If it were on flat ground with wide roads, once these catapults, rams, and siege towers were pushed forward, any crappy stronghold would be leveled."

"What wall could withstand a catapult that's basically a trebuchet?"

Mo Bai couldn't help muttering, but then he looked up, where the sounds of battle could be faintly heard.

"There must be players climbing up from the sides to launch an attack together."

Mo Bai speculated briefly. Seeing that it wasn't completely dark yet, he immediately led Zhou Rin, who was walking with a spring in his step, and Yang Hao, whose eyes were bloodshot but was still exhaustively testing Spell Structures as he walked, away from the foot of the mountain.

Once the sky had completely darkened, Mo Bai quietly arrived at the pitch-black cliff on the back side.

Climbing in the dark, Mo Bai didn't make a sound. Every movement was incredibly precise, without any waste.

As he neared the top, his Spiritual Power immediately detected lit torches and two gang members hidden by the cliff, each holding a long pole.

Mo Bai waited for a moment, then used a gap in their conversation to slip up and reach the edge of the wall.

As soon as he got up, he realized the alert level had increased; sentries and hidden posts were everywhere, making it heavily guarded.

However, being a gang meant they were destined to lack sufficient discipline.

No matter how tight the blockade, without enough discipline, it was just a sieve, full of holes.

He found a spot where a sentry had fallen asleep and climbed over the wall.

However, he was suddenly taken aback when he saw the corpses and bloodstains left inside.

"Huh? Why are there corpses and blood if players died?"