Lyle immediately looked at the description for "Magic Ascension."
The information wasn't complete, but based on his deductions and the available information, he finally understood the ability of this magic enhancement.
"It consumed 110 points of magic in one go. Good thing I didn't cast a higher-tier spell, though I couldn't have anyway."
Lyle felt his magic power almost completely drained, a lingering fear in his heart. However, when he saw that the spell he had cast was now mastered by him, he twitched his lips: "Self-sufficiency?"
The prerequisite for using "Magic Ascension" was that it had to be a higher tier of a spell he already mastered.
For example, if he mastered the first-tier "Light Wound Healing," raising it two tiers would naturally allow him to cast the third-tier "Severe Wound Healing."
Therefore!
"Magic Ascension" had a prerequisite; it wasn't truly about casting any unmastered spell at will.
Lyle stepped out of the magic circle and approached Su Kui Zhuzhu. He pulled out the "Orb of Death" with his left hand and raised it again, aiming at the other party.
"Magic Ascension: Moderate Wound Healing!"
A palm-sized magic circle appeared in his palm, followed by a milky-white light that once again enveloped Su Kui Zhuzhu.
"I finally understand."
Lyle smiled at this sight, ignoring the new skill information that appeared on his attribute panel.
Having already mastered "Tier 3: Severe Wound Healing," there was naturally no need to master "Tier 2: Moderate Wound Healing."
Looking at it this way,
"Magic Ascension" also had obvious drawbacks. For example, the "Fireball" spell had no higher-tier spell existing, so even using Magic Ascension wouldn't allow him to cast a higher-tier spell.
[Orb of Death: 280 → 210 / 280]
"70 points of magic. This consumption is indeed astonishing," Lyle clicked his tongue.
The 50 points of magic consumed by "Magic Ascension" itself, plus the doubled magic consumption, and if a magic ritual was used, the magic consumption would increase to four times.
Such a level of consumption
made Lyle realize that this magic enhancement couldn't be treated as a regular method, and it was no wonder the old Lizardman Priest thought this magic was useless.
Especially the preparation process for a magic ritual, which was not suitable for use in combat, but perhaps more effective in large-scale group battles.
However!
The existence of this enhanced magic indeed gave Lyle a solid trump card and a way to acquire high-tier magic.
For example, for "Tier 4: Papermaking," Lyle could completely use Magic Ascension to achieve a fifth-tier effect, and so on, thereby saving a skill point.
Additionally!
He currently also mastered the fifth-tier resurrection spell "Raise Dead." If combined with a magic ritual, he could completely activate the seventh-tier resurrection spell "Resurrection" and master it.
Unfortunately, the seventh-tier requirement (43-49) for a believer spellcaster's level meant he did not yet meet the conditions.
"The harvest far exceeded expectations." Lyle looked at Su Kui Zhuzhu, who was gradually waking up after two consecutive magic healings, then glanced at the Evil Spirit Hound.
"Woof."
The Evil Spirit Hound immediately understood, walked forward, raised its front paw, and pressed it firmly on the back of Su Kui Zhuzhu's head, pushing him down to the ground.
Thud!
Su Kui Zhuzhu's head hit the ground hard, and he fell unconscious again just after waking up.
"Help me draw the entire magic circle."
Lyle turned around and came before the old Lizardman Priest, taking out a magical paper that could preserve writing for a long time from his item box and handing it to him.
This magic circle was truly a bit complex.
Although Lyle had watched the entire process carefully, he wasn't confident he could draw it independently, so he asked the other party to meticulously draw the entire magic circle on the paper.
He still knew how to "copy a gourd from a dipper."
By the time the old Lizardman Priest had completely drawn the scaled-down magic circle onto the paper, the sky outside had already darkened.
Lyle carefully put the magic ritual scroll and paper into his item box, then looked up at the other party: "You've worked hard."
Crack!
Lyle raised his hands, pressed them on the other party's neck, and twisted hard. With the sound of a broken spine, the other party completely lost his life.
'Experience gained: 510'
Raising his foot,
Lyle picked up the unconscious Su Kui Zhuzhu, walked out of the wooden house, and set the entire wooden house ablaze.
"The next tribe."
A faint voice, accompanied by the flickering firelight, danced in the twilight.
Using the old method,
after Su Kui Zhuzhu woke up, Lyle easily controlled him using "Racial Charm" and learned about the two closest Lizardman tribes from him.
One was the Green Claw Tribe, and the other was the Dragonfang Tribe!
The strength of these two tribes was incomparable to that of the Smallfang Tribe.
The Green Claw Tribe was the tribe that possessed the treasure weapon "Frozen Fang."
And the Dragonfang Tribe possessed another treasure, "The Great Jug of Wine."
In terms of military strength, the Green Claw Tribe was also not weak, with over 120 Lizardman warriors, twice that of the Smallfang Tribe, and five priests.
The Dragonfang Tribe's overall military strength was similar, but it only had two priests. Additionally, according to Su Kui Zhuzhu,
the former chieftain of the Dragonfang Tribe had gone on a journey to seek greater strength two years ago after being defeated by the chieftain of the Sharp Claw Tribe, who originally held the "Frozen Fang."
This led to the current chieftain of the Dragonfang Tribe not being very strong.
Analyzing it this way, the Dragonfang Tribe was clearly the most suitable target.
Late night!
The faint moonlight from the half-moon barely allowed visibility in the dark night.
All the Lizardmen of the entire Dragonfang Tribe were now asleep. Only the two Lizardman warriors guarding the entrance occasionally yawned, leaning against the wooden pillars at the entrance, their heads tilted as if they could fall asleep at any moment.
In the deep darkness,
the expressionless Su Kui Zhuzhu and the Evil Spirit Hound slowly emerged from the darkness with silent steps, looking at the two Lizardman warriors at the entrance.
And at this moment, above the Dragonfang Tribe,
Lyle used the "Flight" spell, hovering in mid-air, his gaze calmly fixed on the silent Dragonfang Tribe below.
"Let's begin."
Lyle murmured.
He knew that once this tribe was dealt with, he would not be facing a single tribe next, but three tribes.
The next moment, a magic scroll appeared in each of his palms, and he squeezed them hard.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two Flame Archangels appeared in mid-air, their holy milky-white light brightening the sky.
Immediately after,
the two Flame Archangels, gripping their flaming swords, swiftly charged down towards the Dragonfang Tribe below.
And Su Kui Zhuzhu and the Evil Spirit Hound, located at the tribe's entrance, saw the two templates of white light falling rapidly like meteors from the sky.
"Rapid Shot!"
Su Kui Zhuzhu raised his slingshot and, in the blink of an eye, shot out two stones.
Bang! The two stones accurately struck the heads of the dozing Lizardman warriors at the tribe's entrance, instantly bursting into two sprays of blood.
The two Lizardman warriors let out a muffled groan, and without even a warning scream, they fell to the ground, completely losing their lives.