Wizard: I Can Refine Everything

The Titan Grandmaster's regret stirred an inexplicable anger in Richard.

He knew that the true Titan Grandmaster had long been dead, and what was fighting him now was merely a phantom, a fabricated puppet.

But precisely because of this, the anger in his heart rose like a wildfire.

The Civilization Devourer was toying with the dead, desecrating them, a method of desecration a thousand times more evil than the most sinister Undead Witchcraft!

Richard couldn't imagine what his reaction would be if one day his friends were devoured and turned against him like clay puppets.

Yet after the anger subsided, Richard's mind suddenly sank into calmness.

Anger couldn't solve any problems; it would only make things worse.

He had to face reality rationally and think rationally about what to do next.

His capabilities and combat skills were not enough to win this battle; he had to find a way to victory.

In a flash, the words of the Titan Grandmaster from just now flashed through his mind.

"Even combat instincts are pitifully lacking... combat instincts!"

In that instant, Richard felt enlightened, realizing why he was always slower than the Titan Grandmaster.

For every move, he needed to think it over, then use spiritual power to mobilize energy to coordinate his body before he could execute it.

But the Titan Grandmaster was different; the Grandmaster only needed to think, and without the aid of spiritual power to mobilize energy, combat instinct alone could complete the formation and brewing of the moves.

The gap between these two ways of executing moves might be less than a microsecond. But in a battle for supremacy, that brief moment was already long enough.

"How should I make up for this gap?"

Richard's mind raced, as the inheritance from the Furnace Man, the technology of the Titans and even the Titan Body Cultivation Method of the King of Titans all flashed through his mind.

The Titan Grandmaster's wounds had already healed, and he had figured out all of Richard's cards. If Richard couldn't bring out something new in the next battle, he would surely perish.

The Titan Grandmaster's murderous intent constantly stimulated Richard's nerves, and in this extreme situation, a path suddenly appeared before him.

Bang!

The Titan Grandmaster and Richard collided, but this time, the Titan Grandmaster could feel that Richard's strength was clearly lower than before.

At this moment, Richard adopted a purely defensive posture, with a Rune Body, Energy Barrier, and that blazing Miracle Fire guarding him like a tortoise shell.

Even for the Titan Grandmaster, dealing with such a formidable defense would require some effort.

However, stalling in this way was meaningless.

For the attacker, this method of defense was pure profit, as attacking would always be simpler than defending.

Compared to the energy Richard needed for defense, the energy the Titan Grandmaster had to expend was negligible.

Even if Richard was not lacking in energy, this defense would still put him at a tremendous disadvantage.

"What has this traitor thought of?"

A hint of gravitas flashed in the Titan Grandmaster's eyes. Earlier, he couldn't help but act like a mentor, but he surely had no intention to enlighten this traitor.

Seeing Richard's body transform subtly within the "shell," the Titan Grandmaster was unrelenting, aiming to dismantle this "shell" as swiftly as possible.

In an instant, the technique he had used before, delivering thousands of strikes in a moment, reappeared.

In less than a microsecond, one hundred thousand punches struck the thick, transparent barrier like steel nails.

With a "bang," the transparent barrier immediately filled with cracks, but the very next moment, these cracks healed as energy surged into it.

As the Titan Grandmaster struck again, the barrier repaired itself once more.

It seemed as if Richard's energy was endless; no matter how many times the Titan Grandmaster struck, the barrier could always heal before the next attack arrived.

But the Titan Grandmaster could see that the energy fluctuations within the barrier where Richard was were constantly weakening.

Even though Richard had started conducting Elemental Annihilation throughout his body, the energy supply to the Energy Barrier was becoming somewhat strained.

Without altering the basic energy configuration of the barrier, the Titan Grandmaster only needed to consume energy for another ten minutes before he could deplete all of Richard's energy.

By then, Richard would be defenseless, annihilated by a single punch from the Titan Grandmaster.

But would Richard really wait until that moment?

Inside the barrier, Richard's consciousness completely dove into his body.

The Power of Dimension continuously flowed into his body, bringing him a statistical enhancement.

He was conducting an experiment, a life-threatening experiment.

In the Star Realm, those strong beings with Physique Evolution often have offspring that are inherently endowed with powerful combat capabilities.

This capability refers not to Strength, but to skills.

These young ones, having never fought before, can possess combat skills comparable to veterans at birth, even without having learned these techniques.

Wizards called this phenomenon combat instinct inheritance.

Usually, it has another more general name—Talent Ability.

Just like quadrupeds naturally know how to walk, these beings naturally know how to fight. It has nothing to do with learning; it is an instinct.

And what Richard was doing now was artificially editing these instincts, manually adding numerous talents to himself.

The barrier continually shattered, and the energy within Richard was gradually depleting.

Eventually, under the countless strikes of instant attacks, the Energy Barrier finally stopped healing.

"Finally can't hold on anymore?"

The Titan Grandmaster breathed a sigh of relief, preparing to annihilate this traitor with a punch.

But just as he was about to swing his fist, the eyes of Richard behind the barrier suddenly opened.

"Thank you for the lesson, I will remember you, nameless Grandmaster."

Richard's voice was like the wind on a snowy mountain, as piercing as a steel blade cutting through the Grandmaster's heart.

In this voice, the Titan Grandmaster felt a murderous intent, one blazing like a wildfire yet as cold as an iceberg.

Under this murderous intent, his body experienced an imperceptible tremble.

"Is my body... afraid?"

The Titan Grandmaster was incredulous, considering it had been no more than thirty minutes.

What can be improved in thirty minutes? Even with a World Origin infusion, the strength wouldn't increase significantly.

What on earth did this traitor do?

Bang!

The Grandmaster threw a punch, the light from the fist like a mad dragon instantly engulfing Richard's body.

But in the next instant, the Grandmaster's body suddenly recoiled.

It seemed as if it wasn't he who threw the punch, but Richard instead.

"Is this instinct? How smooth."

Within the fist light, Richard's voice was incredibly calm, as if casually discussing where to go next.

The Grandmaster's six eyes were fixed on Richard, his expression as if he'd seen a ghost.

"Instinct Engraving! You actually completed Instinct Engraving in such a short time!"

As a Grandmaster, he could see at a glance what Richard had done. It was a skill known as Instinct Engraving, which in the Shepherd Star Titan was merely recorded in books as a potentially attainable realm.

But now, what was once on paper had appeared.

Someone had actually achieved Instinct Engraving, and it was a Shepherd Star Titan.

But why has this Titan fallen to the Evil Path?

Richard's astonishing abilities filled the Grandmaster's heart with extreme sorrow. Such exceptional talent should have been by the king's side, leading the Shepherd Star Titan to a new level.

Yet now, such a genius had become a pawn of the Civilization Devourer.

The fist light disappeared, Richard stood there unscathed, his Energy even replenished.

For Richard, as long as he was given a little time, Energy was an inexhaustible resource.

There's no concept of depletion.

He looked at the Grandmaster, his Life Field as complete and impeccable as the Grandmaster's.

He had completed Instinct Engraving; every move he made could be as easy as eating and drinking.

The Titan Grandmaster no longer had any way to suppress him.

Richard reached out and beckoned to the Titan Grandmaster.

"Again!"

In the next moment, the two figures collided fiercely.

Fist against fist, palm against palm, each move by the Titan Grandmaster carried the grandeur of a god opening the heavens, powerful enough to shatter a Miniature World.

In the past, Richard could not cope with these moves, having to resort to exchanging blows to withstand them.

But now, he could easily neutralize them and do so more flawlessly and effortlessly.

Boom!

The two massive figures parted once more.

This time, the Titan Grandmaster lost an arm and a leg, while Richard only lost an arm.

With the suppression of skills gone, the knowledge Richard amassed began to show its true weight.

The Titan Grandmaster looked at Richard, his six eyes full of sorrow.

"Again!"

The two clashed once more, but this time, the Titan Grandmaster was more severely injured, his limbs crushed, and half his skull shattered.

While Richard lost only one head.

The Titan Grandmaster's aura weakened, not just because of his severe injuries, but also because of the Miracle Fire still burning on his body.

Although the Titan Grandmaster appeared similar to a Titan, his essence remained the Civilization Devourer's slime.

The Civilization Devourer dared not allow the split body to fully transform, as that would be akin to the Titan Grandmaster's rebirth, giving Richard an unwarranted boost.

Separated once more.

The Titan Grandmaster looked at Richard, aware that victory was beyond reach.

Yet he still stood his ground.

Does failing to win justify not fighting? As a Dominator, a Grandmaster, he was among the strongest of the Shepherd Star Titans.

Behind him were countless lives.

If even he retreated, who would protect those lives behind him?

He could only fight to the death; a disgraceful death in retreat was not an option!

"Traitor, again!"

Richard remained silent, his killing intent growing more fierce, turning the surroundings into an Infinite Hell.

To desecrate the deceased, manipulate the dead, converting warriors who once guarded civilization into butchers slaughtering civilization.

You monster... deserve to be destroyed!

The two clashed once again, this time the battle turned extraordinarily brutal, with the Grandmaster launching every move without reserve, aiming to exchange injury for injury, weakening Richard as much as possible.

Blood floated like rivers in the Void, instantly consumed by golden flames.

In the end, amidst the Grandmaster's dying roar, Richard swung a punch, annihilating the Grandmaster who traversed through time and space.

The golden Miracle Fire ignited the Grandmaster's body.

Suddenly, Richard heard a voice.

"What kind of Titan are you? I've never seen your bloodline before."

Within the golden flames, a Titan-like a Phantom looked at Richard, bewildered.