On the island in the lake, the Dog Man’s face was filled with terror, his entire body trembling.
What kind of figure was this? In a single instant of battle, he had flattened and reshaped the terrain, instantly killing the Super-tier powerhouse sent by Lord Su Lu.
Zeng Guanglie also stumbled over to his side in utter disarray, saying in fear, "Don’t kill , I’m from the Magic Association. If you kill , that’s a cri, you know that?!"
Hearing this, Lu Jun let out a light laugh, like a cat toying with mice, not taking the two of them seriously at all, and said indifferently, "So what if I kill you?"
The Dog Man fell into despair. Gritting his teeth, he shouted madly, "Even if I die, I’ll make her die with !"
In the next mont, he connected to the Dark Plane and activated the Hell Furnace Ritual. The surging magic energy of his three elents at High-tier peak poured violently beneath him.
A vast formation diagram was branded onto the island, igniting three kinds of flas—ghastly green, bleak white, and black-red—like the opening of a passage to hell. A ferocious Cursed Howl Three-Headed Hellhound struggled its way out.
"Huh?" Lu Jun had originally intended to instantly kill the Dog Man, but upon seeing this scene, he beca rather interested and muttered to himself, "Undead Elent, Curse Elent, Summoning Elent—three in one?"
He had so impression of this. The Dog Man was quite peculiar; his Summoning Elent had contracted a Cursed Howl Hellhound whose strength rivaled that of a Great Commander.
But that was not all. The most terrifying thing was that this man could infuse his own Undead Elent and Curse Elent into the Summoning Elent, performing a ritual known as [Hell Furnace Blood Refinent], fusing three Cursed Howl Hellhounds into one.
In the end, it would be sublimated to the extre into a Three-Headed Hellhound. Although it was still within the Commander-level range, its combat power was monstrous, with certain aspects reaching the threshold of a Monarch.
Night Thunder Dream Beasts and rmaid Holy Spirits, these top-tier summoned creatures, would only be evenly matched against it.
"So it already has the embryonic form of fusion magic. It’s said this ritual originates from the Dark King? I have the Curse Elent Mid-tier magic [Hell Furnace], it seems I could also perform this kind of sinister ability."
Lu Jun’s gaze fixed on the blood-colored formation summoned by the Dog Man. Seeing that the blood diagram used the three Hellhounds as raw materials, gruesoly crushing them into flesh and gore before reassembling them into a three-headed hound, he could not help but frown.
He discovered that it also involved the Undead Elent Beginner-tier Level Five spell [Flesh Stitching].
The Dark King was indeed no simple existence. Having held dominion over the Dark Plane for countless years, he had truly devised many rituals.
Lu Jun saw through this ritual. Since he himself had mastered Hell Furnace and Flesh Stitching, theoretically speaking, he could also perform it by combining the two.
But unfortunately, the fusion step was the key. Moreover, unless one possessed an innate talent like dual-minded casting, at the sa mont one could at most cast a single spell, not multiple spells simultaneously.
Thinking of this, he beca even more convinced of the importance of the birth of fusion spell thods. They truly allowed the magic system to beco infinitely versatile, without needing to wait until High-tier for mutations or Super-tier for uniqueness.
He smiled faintly and said, "This does make for a qualified material to study fusion magic."
Based on original canon knowledge, combined with Lu Jun’s own comprehension in this lifeti, fusion magic could roughly be divided into three levels.
The first level was roughly like the Dog Man—only external fusion of magic, still requiring external tools.
When Mo Fan first grasped fusion spell thods, he was at this level. Using specialized fusion gloves, he would first release one spell and store it in the gloves, then cast a second spell, and finally fuse them together under the guidance of the gloves.
Thus, the power of the magic multiplied severalfold and gained two combined effects.
The second level required no external tools. It wasn’t until Mo Fan avenged Feng Zhoulong that he discarded the gloves. At that point, the magic energies of all elents circulated freely, easily fusing, allowing instant-cast fusion magic.
The third level was similar to innate talents like the Four-Colored Demon or the Humble Craftsman, fusion of the magic source itself within the body.
When Mo Fan beca the Evil Holy King, the star universes of his eight elents could rge into one, from which the realm of the Omni-Elent Magic System was derived.
As for why Feng Zhoulong was able to research it, it was likely because the Four-Colored Demon and the Humble Craftsman directly presented the essence itself. Their situations differed, demonic beasts and human mages, allowing the process to be reverse-derived from the source, making it almost effortless.
"I’m already this powerful. If I also master fusion spell thods, I’ll reach an even higher level."
Lu Jun’s heart burned with excitent. Looking down at the Dog Man, he shouted calmly, "Scram!"
Boom!
Thunder erupted from flat ground. Dog Man had been controlling the blood diagram to refine the Hell Cerberus, yet under this seemingly plain shout, the blood formation let out a deafening roar and instantly collapsed.
Pfft—
He spat out a mouthful of blood, suffering a severe backlash. He had no ti to deal with it, only staring blankly at the scene before him, his heart sinking into utter despair.
In terms of attainnts in the Summoning, Curse, and Death Elents, unfortunately for him, Lu Jun possessed nurous spell thods, coupled with the might of armor-robes and skeletal domains, forming a natural suppression over Dog Man. Thus, with effortless ease, he heavily injured him.
Lu Jun did not give either of them a chance. He raised a finger, and two strands of white-gold qi flashed and vanished, piercing straight through their skulls.
Zeng Guanglie was annihilated into ashes—only Dog Man was left with an intact corpse.
Monts later, Lu Jun stored Dog Man’s body into his spatial equipnt. He then looked toward the locations where the three mbers of the Rouge Society had died, sensing three powerful essence souls silently drawn into the White Tiger Pendant, prompting a satisfied nod.
The souls of Super-Tier mages were of extrely high quality, no weaker than fragnted Monarch souls. If filled with resentnt, there was a great chance they would degenerate into undead, becoming wraith-type demon entities.
This was precisely why, in the original tiline, Jiuyou kept wishing for Mo Fan’s death, once a demon soul died, the undead it transford into possessed terrifying potential, even capable of reaching Emperor rank.
Lu Jun collected them for later use. Once his Death Elent advanced to Interdiate Tier and he mastered Soul Summoning, he could refine several powerful Commander-level wraiths, each with Monarch-level potential.
"What a pity. My Curse Elent High-Tier spell, Nether Ghost Punishnt, can only use High-Tier mage souls as materials at the minimum. If Super-Tier souls were the base, the ghost entities produced would be far stronger."
He shook his head. Though he said it was a pity, he felt no real regret.
Under normal circumstances, Lu Jun would never refine human mage souls, it was far too cruel and violated human ethics.
But Ghost Woman, Mu He, and the Rouge Society types? No need for rcy. Letting their souls scatter was already a benevolent end.
At this mont, Yu Shishi was completely unhard, standing dazed in place, unable to regain her senses for a long ti.
When Lu Jun descended and approached her, she hurriedly bowed respectfully and said,"Thank you... um, my lord. May I ask who you are...?"
"My na is Lu Jun. You could say I’m barely considered a Totem Guardian."
Lu Jun replied. Close enough, really—marrying Sister Tang Yue made him half family anyway.
Hearing this, Yu Shishi lit up with joy and spoke incoherently. "I never thought there were still Totems and Guardians within the country! Which lineage do you belong to?"
It was as if she had found a kindred spirit. And with Lu Jun being so powerful, her sense of security surged instantly, completely letting down her guard.
After all, if he truly intended to harm her, why bother with all these twists and turns? With his strength, life and death were his to command, Totems themselves might not even be his match.
Lu Jun was speechless. He glanced at Yu Shishi and said, "Hey, have you been completely cut off from the world? The Totem I know is right here in Hangzhou!"
"Ah...?"
Yu Shishi looked confused and replied hesitantly, "I’ve lived in the wilderness since I was little. I’ve never had contact with cities."
As Lu Jun listened to her story, he learned that when Yu Shishi was very young, she contracted a strange illness. Her parents abandoned her, and just as she was about to die, she received the blessing of the Totem and the moth, allowing her to survive.
That was why Yu Shishi cherished the moths so deeply in her heart, they were her family.
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