Strongest Mage with the Lust system

Chapter 758  Transformation

All these hours, while fighting, he had been constantly tempering his bones and could feel them becoming stronger. But because he wasnʼt completely focused on it, the speed of tempering was very slow. Also, he realized that even though the third level of the [Barbarian God Physique] needed him to temper his bones mainly, he couldnʼt ignore his inner organs, muscles, blood, and even skin. Because if he did, he wouldnʼt be able to reach the third level.

This meant he needed to heal his body first. He could use the Nascent Energy and his bloodline energy to do that, but he didnʼt want to waste the Nascent Energy because it was the most scarce and vital resource for him.

Besides, why would he use it when he could pay some merits and rent a recovery room to do the same?

…

Feeling the gentle healing energies entering his body and healing his broken muscles and tissues and regenerating his skin, Max felt so comfortable that he almost moaned in pleasure. Of course, the reason he could enjoy it was because he had stopped forcing the Death Energy into his bones for the time being.

Minutes ticked by, and Max started feeling drowsy, but he didnʼt dare to sleep because he knew if he did, he would be out for several hours, and all the war merits he paid to rent this room would be wasted.

An hour later…

Thud!

He was completely healed, and therefore, the roomʼs healing energies vanished, causing him to fall to the ground, which jolted him back to his senses.

Lying on the cool floor, he stretched his slightly stiff body and yawned, ”It was nice.”

He then sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and started pulling out strands of Death Energy and pushing them into his organs, flesh, blood, and bones. Save for his brain and bone marrow, he pushed the Death Energy into every part of his body, though in limited quantities. After all, he didnʼt want to overwhelm himself… too much.

”Arghh!”

Immediately, a stabbing pain shot through his body, overwhelming his pain receptors and causing him to clench his jaws. However, this wasnʼt enough to suppress the pain, and a moment later, he started sweating profusely and his body started spasming.

ʼTch! I still overdid it.ʼ He clicked his tongue in frustration, but he didnʼt stop pushing the strands of Death Energy into his body.

A while later, his pained whimpers and occasional cries filled the room.

…

Six hours later, the door of the grade six healing room opened, and Max, dressed in a neat sky-blue robe, with his hands behind his back, his spine straight, his chest puffed out, and a calm look on his face, walked out.

The torture… The tempering session was a success. He managed to reach the peak of the early stage of the third level of the [Barbarian God Physique].

ʼThe third level is way stronger than the second level.ʼ He thought while walking toward the transference hall, his steps slow and unhurried, almost careful.

The moment he entered the third level of the [Barbarian God Physique], his body was bursting with energy. His blood had become more viscous, filled with bloodline energy that had become purer due to the breakthrough—a pleasant surprise. His muscles seemed to have become as hard as steel but were still flexible and were more refined.

His internal organs also became stronger and more resilient, especially his heart, which was beating slowly and powerfully. His skin had become clearer and more radiant, making him look more handsome and younger. His entire skeletal frame had evolved in strength and stature, and his blue hair had grown longer, reaching his upper back.

If someone saw him, they would see an extraordinarily handsome young man standing 6ʼ2ʼʼ tall with a well-defined, robust body and long, flowing hair, exuding an unmatched confidence and charm.

ʼMaybe I should have stopped after entering the third level, gotten used to my transformed body and bursting physical strength, instead of pushing onwards.ʼ He thought, sighing inwardly.

A few minutes in, the Death Energy had started breaking his muscles, veins, skin, and even the internal organs while the Barbarian God Physique Refinement technique was healing and reforming them. At that time, he had felt thankful for his decision to use the recovery room because the natural healing of the Barbarian God Physique Refinement technique wouldnʼt have been enough to keep up with the destruction the Death Energy was causing throughout his body. It was only with the recovery roomʼs healing energies that things stabilized and he could continue the tempering.

This was why, even after he entered the third level of the [Barbarian God Physique], he didnʼt stop, wanting to take advantage of the recovery room as much as he could.

The result… Though he managed to push to the peak of the early stage of the third level, his body became too strong for him to handle. This was why, despite his outward calm and confident appearance, he was feeling miserable inside because even simply walking was a chore. He was worried he might harm himself if he made any hasty movements.

On the way to the transference hall, he came across several people, all of whom looked at him with fascination at first, but when they noticed how slow he was walking, their expressions became curious.

At this moment, he appreciated the Garfield Bloodlineʼs influence because he didnʼt feel embarrassed by their gazes and continued on his way with confident steps.

It took him over an hour to reach his destination, and there he saw a long queue of people, causing him to sigh. ”Just amazing!”

For a moment, he wanted to release his aura and attract their attention. Once they recognized him, they would most likely let him go first, but not wanting to give Julius, who he was sure must be watching him and waiting for him to make some mistake to punish him, any excuse, he joined the queue. A few minutes later, there were just a few people remaining in front of him. However, just then, he heard a commotion behind him, and when he used his bloodline sense to see what was happening, he noticed a group come barging inside the hall. When he saw their leader, he sighed.

ʼHow troublesome!ʼ