Under the nascent gleam of dawn, Lin's god-tier talent, Comprehensive Amplification, had reached a formidable level 3, bolstering his abilities with a staggering 30-fold increase. This monumental enhancement transformed his Soul Flame into an inferno of destruction, its single-target devastation now magnified to chilling extremes. The Corpse Explosion, albeit at level 2, now wielded a cataclysmic reach of 60 meters, its damage erupting to 450% of the victim's vitality—a lethal herald to any monster daring to stand in its wake.
The Slowing Curse too, had evolved under this talent's influence, its area of effect expanded to a sprawling 150 meters, its sluggish embrace tightening by 150% for a daunting 30 minutes. Amid these revelations, Lin unveiled the newly ascended form of his skeletal warriors, now gleaming in silver splendor, their stats soaring to an awe-inspiring 12,000 across all attributes. This leap in power was not just numerical but brought a sharper edge to their blades, a luster to their bones, and a newfound agility in battle.
The Violent Strike, a skill they wielded, now packed a 300% strength-based wallop, its execution a testament to their elevated status. Lin, however, was met with a sobering realization—the cost of summoning these formidable allies had surged to 500 points of his mental energy, a price that called for strategic summoning and possibly, an enhancement of his spiritual reservoir.
Determined, Lin ventured to the bustling heart of the exchange, where equipment and scrolls exchanged hands like the tides of fortune. His achievements had amassed him a small fortune in gold and points, yet the hunger for more potent skills and equipment gnawed at him. Among the myriad of scrolls and artifacts, Lin's discerning eye caught the gleam of a Spiritual Sword, its simplistic enhancement of 400 spirit lacking the complexity of other items yet offering an irresistible boost to his own capabilities.
This sword, forged by the hands of a blacksmith named Zhang Tie, was a beacon to Lin, its singular focus on spirit amplification aligning perfectly with his needs. With this blade, Lin could weave his necromantic magic with even greater fervor, summoning an additional skeletal warrior to his side and enhancing the lethality of his Soul Flame.
Without hesitation, Lin exchanged points for the sword, its weight in his hand a promise of untold power. Armed with this new weapon and a hoard of skill scrolls, Lin stood on the precipice of further conquests, his eyes set on the horizon of challenges yet to come. The dungeons awaited, their depths whispering tales of glory and peril, ready to be written by the hand of Lin, the necromancer whose power echoed through the halls of Xia Jing Academy and beyond.