Wizard Lord:I can Extract Anything

Seeing the dark line of Black Knights approaching, Richard felt a headache coming on.

Consuming these dozens of Black Knights would significantly boost his power, but their combined strength was formidable. Attempting to devour them could be dangerous.

"Ulysses, you mentioned that Black Knights pursue nightmare creatures. Would they be interested in someone like me, an outsider soul?" Richard asked.

"Caw, never crossed my mind, but you could try," Ulysses replied.

Richard observed the Black Knights, a black tide charging with unstoppable force. Their lances seemed capable of piercing any obstacle.

Moreover, Nightmare Power radiated from them, weaving into chains that connected the Black Knights.

Richard speculated these chains balanced the Black Knights' injuries. If he couldn't kill one in a single blow, its injuries would distribute across the group.

"No wonder Puppet Billy called me lucky. These Black Knights are indeed different when charging."

Richard mused aloud as he began converting his Nightmare Power into crystals.

Creating Nightmare Crystals required no special method; any nightmare creature could learn by observing others.

Richard stored the crystals in a magic pouch made of Nightmare Power, then his soul left the Nightmare Body, leaving behind a shell powered by a single strand of Nightmare Power.

Making a Nightmare Body wasn't difficult, so losing one was no big deal.

Observing from a distance, Richard watched the Black Knights charge the Nightmare Body. As an observer, he gleaned new insights.

For instance, a special law seemed to govern the Black Knights.

Despite charging, their Nightmare Power showed no change besides interconnection. Ordinarily, a charging Black Knight would remain a first-tier creature.

They couldn't scare off second or third-tier beings.

Yet, the Black Knights' power genuinely increased with their charge.

Richard sensed death at their lance tips.

"The Nightmare World is indeed fascinating," he marveled.

As the Black Knights neared, they skewered the Nightmare Body into ashes, utterly ignoring Richard.

"It seems Black Knights only pursue nightmare creatures, uninterested in outsider souls," Richard noted, eyes gleaming.

"If that's the case, there's room to maneuver."

Richard summoned a Nightmare Crystal, creating a new Nightmare Body. This time, he omitted the black powder, but it sufficed as bait.

The Black Knights, having destroyed the first body, turned on the new one. Meanwhile, Richard set a magic trap at its feet.

With Nightmare Power, he didn't worry about material consumption, and a simple trap was quickly laid.

Richard withdrew from the Nightmare Body, observing.

The Black Knights charged, turning the body to ash, triggering Richard's trap.

In an instant, mithril spears shot from the ground, impaling two Black Knights.

Despite their strength, these knights were first-tier. Against mithril's uncompromising edge, their defenses crumbled like paper.

Though unenchanted, the spears' sharpness dealt fatal blows, beyond the life chains' ability to save them.

Their nightmare steeds vanished, and their bodies lay lifeless, exuding black Nightmare Power.

"Plan's a success. Ulysses, we're about to strike it rich," Richard declared.

...

Using the same method, Richard eliminated the Black Knights in the wilderness.

He stacked their bodies, enduring the sensation of drinking swill, to consume them all.

This wasn't a peculiar habit; the bodies couldn't enter his magic pouch for unknown reasons. Building a new Nightmare Body with a core took time.

During this process, Richard couldn't bear to see Nightmare Power seep into the earth.

To avoid this loss, Richard chose to endure the unpleasant task.

If he couldn't stomach this discomfort, how could he become a great wizard... Urgh!

After a long, painful ordeal, Richard finally consumed all the Black Knights.

They provided nearly three hundred thousand units of Nightmare Power. Combined with his existing power, it brought him to the brink of a first-tier nightmare creature's limits.

Feeling the Nightmare Power within, Richard was elated:

"A bountiful harvest. I can refine some soul essence and increase my mental power."

Amidst his joy, a subtle wave brushed his soul.

"Hmm? What's happening?"

Richard turned toward the wave's source, switching to energy vision.

Instantly, black-red veins appeared before him.

These veins penetrated the earth, entering his vision, resembling blood vessels.

The ground seemed like the skin of a colossal creature.

Rumble, rumble...

A faint rumble reached Richard's ears, akin to thunder yet fragmented.

Listening closely, Richard discerned a resonance formed by thousands of tiny sounds.

The small sounds resembled... hoofbeats!

Richard gazed at the horizon, casting an Eagle Eye spell.

A black curtain moved toward Amadeus' territory, beneath it a tide of Black Knights.

"The Great Black Tide is here," Richard murmured.

...

Returning to the territory, Richard found all the nightmare spirits trembling in corners.

Lacking Richard's perception, their instincts sensed an impending disaster.

As Richard's subordinate, Bones patrolled diligently, despite trembling.

"Boss, you're back!"

Seeing Richard, Bones was visibly excited.

Having a boss felt like having a backbone.

Richard looked at the nightmare spirit, pondering how to handle him.

The Nightmare World continuously produced soul essence, tempting Richard not to simply escape.

He wanted to establish a force here to gather Nightmare Power, allowing him to return and refine soul essence.

However, the Nightmare World and Material World existed in different dimensions, potentially weakening the bond between soul seed and soul.

His Nightmare Body's ability to function was uncertain.

Should he cultivate this seemingly loyal nightmare spirit to maintain his presence here?

"Bones, the Great Black Tide is coming," Richard told him.

"Boss! What should we do?"

Bones panicked at the mention, haunted by the Black Knights' terror, feeling no resistance.

"Bones, don't panic. Panic and fear won't improve things."

Richard's calm voice steadied Bones.

Bones looked at Richard with resolve, eager to hear the plan.

"Boss, I'll follow your lead. Whatever you say, I'll do."

Richard nodded, "Good. I have a task for you."

He emptied Nightmare Crystals from the magic pouch.

"You're too weak. Consume these, then I'll tell you what to do."

Bones stared at the crystals, feeling like he was in a dream.

These... were for him?

Confirming with Richard, he nearly collapsed in gratitude.

How fortunate to have such a generous boss.

Bowing to Richard, Bones devoured the crystals.

Meanwhile, Richard observed the changes with energy vision.

As a native nightmare creature, Bones' evolution might differ.

As Bones consumed the crystals, Richard sensed Nightmare Power flowing into him—an effect of naming.

Bones quickly finished the crystals, the immense power wreaking havoc within.

Through their bond, Richard felt Bones' pain and burgeoning fervor.

"I survived to meet a generous boss. Given this power, with a task ahead, I can't die.

I mustn't die!"

Amid the pain, Bones kept chanting. As a wild nightmare spirit, survival was hard-won.

Given this growth opportunity, he had to live.

For himself and Richard.

Soon, a new path branched in his energy cycle, followed by evolution.

Bones' skeletal form transformed, donned in a black robe like Richard's, but beneath it, he grew black armor.

Resembling a Black Knight.

Bones' evolution mirrored Richard's, confirming his Nightmare Body was indeed a nightmare creature.

"Boss, I've evolved. I'm ready for the task!"

Bones knelt before Richard, respectfully awaiting orders.

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