Wizard starting from shoeing donkeys Chapter 1629 - 563: Key of Time_2

Previously on Wizard starting from shoeing donkeys...
Rein absorbed the fourth Divine Fragment, elevating his power to the middle stage of Full Moon Wizard, only to confront a bizarre figure: the last emperor of the Goblin Empire, Solson Gren, burdened by his ethereal daughter Amora, who seemed to restrict his movements. As their pitch-black gazes locked onto him, Rein sensed an overwhelming dread, far surpassing previous foes, and swiftly reinforced his metal barriers against the encroaching Demon Power. The clash erupted with Solson's black gas tendrils piercing Rein's defenses, shattering his high-frequency metal discs, prompting Rein to unleash the Red Dragon Secret Technique—Molten Core Flame—through five dragon heads, met by a barrage of black drills from the emperor.

"Boom!!!"

Suddenly, the entire area on the negative third floor became overwhelmed by a dazzling white radiance too intense for direct viewing!

...

One minute earlier.

Negative second floor.

As soon as they caught Rein's command, Sword Saint Terrio along with the rest traded looks, and uncertainty appeared on their faces.

Truth be told, Terrio and Haleem were aware that the foe Rein was facing so gravely could very well exceed a Divine Incarnation in might.

And not merely one, but seven beings surpassing Divine Incarnations.

Yet their own power barely sufficed to resist even a single Divine Incarnation, making it an exhausting effort.

Therefore, should they rush in to assist, they'd likely prove useless, however... being comrades and part of the joint Empire-Federation expedition squad, it felt wrong to simply observe Rein battling solo below.

"Everyone, we..." Sword Saint Terrio wore a troubled look, seeming on the verge of speaking yet holding back.

Haleem and the other three clearly grasped Terrio's inner conflict, leaving them momentarily speechless.

"Everyone, get moving and pull back, why linger?" Right then, Steel Dragon Dorick began ascending to the level above, supported by Black Dragon Metheus.

"Planning to hang around and drag things down?" It glanced back at the four and tossed in that extra jab.

Those words struck like a bolt through the shadows, clearing the haze from Terrio's thoughts.

"Fall back!"

True enough, lingering as a hindrance served no purpose and might only pull Rein's focus away.

Besides, Rein possessed that subspace teleportation skill, so he ought to evade any peril without issue.

Before long, the two dragons plus the four people emerged onto the ground level.

"Huh? Where'd Robert and the rest go?" Haleem scanned the surroundings in bewilderment, spotting none of the three Fire Element Dawn Wizards they'd stationed there before, including Robert.

"Maybe they headed back to the cave base already?" Ogre puzzled over the area too and suggested.

"No, check that spot." Sword Saint Terrio stated gravely, indicating three blobs of slime right ahead on the floor.

"This... this is..." Otto's features twisted in dread.

"That's right, recall how a Divine Incarnation slipped away before, and it seems Robert and his group crossed paths with it, leading to..."

"Without a doubt, it's them. Robert's fiery sphere remains." Ogre's face darkened as well, gesturing toward one of the slime patches.

Within that slime blob, a faint, somewhat eroded and faded crimson crystal orb lay visible.

At this point, the fate of those three stood clear!

Confronted by the trio's demise, Terrio and his companions sank into a somber mood.

After all, they belonged to the same expedition crew, yet these three had opted not to descend and aid Rein, just like the others.

From another angle, those who braved the risks to rescue fared unharmed, while the ones who sought safety by withdrawing sooner suffered calamity—this was indeed...

Once more, the four found themselves at a loss for words.

All at once, a fierce tremor rocked the earth, followed by a massive blast echoing from the depths!

"Move fast! We'll handle the remnants later."

...

Negative third floor.

Following the attack, Rein showed no sign of easing up; rather, he allocated more skill points while swiftly working to refine the Full Moon Killing Move.

With ’High-frequency Cutting’ already as an innate wizardry, Rein skipped enhancing it via points this round and proceeded to merge the five witchcrafts straightaway.

"First-level metal series witchcraft ’Metal Morphing Spell’."

"Second-level metal series witchcraft ’Cutting Net’."

"Third-level metal series witchcraft ’Sawtooth Ring’."

"Fourth-level metal series witchcraft ’Blade Flying Disc’."

"Fifth-level metal series witchcraft ’High-frequency Cutting’."

...

Right away, the system notification rang out:

[Ding! Host has grasped the initial form of Full Moon Killing Move. Consume 1349 Golden Skill Points to finalize its refinement?]

Rein wasted no time, fixing his gaze forward and selecting ’Yes’ without delay!

He'd stockpiled all those Golden Skill Points precisely for this upgrade; even though it would empty his reserves, Rein felt no regret whatsoever.

For any other Full Moon Wizard to deduce a Full Moon Killing Move from scratch would demand centuries just to begin!

In a flash, a torrent of witchcraft practice recollections flooded Rein's consciousness, as though he'd rehearsed those five witchcrafts countless times over ages in some enigmatic realm!

Within seconds, streams of witchcraft glows numbering in the hundreds or thousands raced across Rein's vision, blending his insights on the five witchcrafts into perfect unity.

[Ding! Refinement complete! Host masters the Metal Element Full Moon Killing Move ’High-frequency Blade’!]

Abruptly, Rein sensed a warning in his core. From the billowing smoke of the blast, a silhouette shrouded in dark energy erupted, hurtling toward Rein with blinding speed.

Rein's eyes sharpened; he lifted his hand, and at once, a shadowy silver metal fragment vibrating at high frequency materialized—not circular, but shaped more like a chainsaw—gripped in his palm.

"Full Moon Killing Move: High-frequency Blade!"

As Solson Gren, the robust Goblin Last Emperor cloaked in black aura, barreled at Rein, a gleam of dark silver flashed across him, halting him mid-charge!

The dark aura, twisting like octopus limbs, got severed in twin sections at the same instant.

Solson split clean across the midsection into upper and lower parts, momentum carrying each segment forward for tens of meters... until they crashed down with a heavy 'thud'.

"Hoo~~~"

The moment Rein let out a long breath and loosened up, his eyes suddenly bulged wide.