Chapter 266: Restoring the Revitalized Spell

It is precisely because of this characteristic of the Revitalized Spell that Naimi Xisi suspects the true nature of this blizzard.

They suspect that the blizzard itself is actually a segment of a Revitalized Spell, which is why it stubbornly uses the same attack without variation.

It's not that it refuses; it's because the Revitalized Spell's only means of attack is the power inherent in the spell itself.

Of course, following this line of thought, if the Ninth Circle Spell "Wish Technique" were Revitalized, it would likely become the most versatile being in the world.

But Naimi Xisi guesses that no one has yet had the ability to realize such a terrifying speculation.

As for Legendary spells, that is a matter of another level.

Even the memory inheritance of Juan Ce Long has never mentioned any possibility of Revitalizing a Legendary spell.

While Naimi Xisi pondered, the external blizzard still did not cease its assault; endless ice spikes, as if without limit, kept forming and striking the defense of the Cold-Resistant Spell Sphere.

Although the sphere's defense cannot be breached by the icy force, its duration is nearing its end.

Nevertheless, Naimi Xisi does not mind; they have essentially confirmed the blizzard's true nature, and the goal has been achieved.

To destroy this blizzard, they have many ways. Whether it's a sky‑rending hurricane or the Revitalized Spell's nemesis—Higher Dispel Magic—either can easily deal with it.

But Naimi Xisi felt curiosity and pity toward this life they encountered for the first time.

They are willing to spare its life, provided it submits to them.

A Revitalized Spell usually only submits to the Spellcaster who created it; wild or others' Revitalized Spells have almost no chance of submission.

Any Enchantment Spell faced with them is like a stone sinking in the sea; as an embodiment of transcendent power, a Revitalized Spell is immune to all Enchantment Spells, much like an elemental creature.

But Naimi Xisi is different.

Mind Power is a higher force that surpasses Enchantment Spells, and Naimi Xisi has never yet encountered a being that Mind Power could not subdue.

As long as it does not exceed their level, Naimi Xisi can, at the cost of Spiritual Power, permanently and completely control it.

With their current 14th‑level profession, subduing this Revitalized Spell is not impossible.

Suddenly, Naimi Xisi's eyes widened dramatically, a dim yellow light flared, obscuring the original violet hue of the pupils, and a torrent of Mind Power surged outward, winding toward the blizzard.

Sensing a mortal threat, the blizzard struggled violently; the cold wind swirling in the sky spun out of control, countless stones were lifted and flung, and the fierce gust nearly swept Moreno out of the sphere.

Seeing this, Naimi Xisi tapped casually; the next moment the howling gale was instantly sealed off, and the power of Wind Direction Control made even the wildest hurricane obedient like a kitten under their hand.

Countless ice spikes shot toward Naimi Xisi at an even faster rate, and fist‑sized hail began to fall from the sky; Naimi Xisi could feel the Arcane Power strings within the surrounding Magic Net being rapidly pulled, a sign that the Revitalized Spell was frantically siphoning mana to sustain its attack.

But it was all in vain; the Cold-Resistant Spell Sphere reliably blocked all ice spikes, and Mind Power finally reached the core of the black blizzard.

There, within the Magic Net overlapping reality, a dazzling spell was blooming.

Mind Power poured into the spell without any obstruction, and Naimi Xisi naturally seized the Revitalized Spell's mind.

The next moment, the blizzard halted. A one‑meter‑tall miniature blizzard appeared before Naimi Xisi, shyly approaching them.

"Goo‑gee goo‑gee?"

A strange sound came from the blizzard, and Naimi Xisi understood. It was asking, "Master, what orders do you have?"

This made Naimi Xisi smile; they knew they had successfully mastered this world‑rare life.

Only after truly mastering it did Naimi Xisi realize how coincidental it was that their Mind Power could work.

The blizzard's true identity is actually the Revitalized form of the Fourth Circle Evocation Spell "Ice Storm".

Perhaps because the Spellcaster who created it was of too high a level, the original Ice Storm possessed power nearly comparable to that of the Seventh Circle Spell "Blizzard".

Even as merely the Revitalized Ice Storm, the blizzard already reached the limit Naimi Xisi can control—level 14.

If it were the Revitalized form of the true Seventh Circle Evocation Spell "Blizzard", it would likely be beyond what they can now control.

"What a marvelous creature; from today on, I'll call you... Bingbing," Naimi Xisi thought for a while before finally naming the blizzard.

This extremely simple name did not displease the blizzard; instead it made it happily spin in circles, affectionately nuzzling Naimi Xisi's feet and rubbing against their cloak.

Moreno stared dumbfounded at everything before him, his brain nearly overloaded.

!

What happened? Why did the sky‑filled blizzard suddenly vanish? Why does a miniature blizzard interact with this mage as if it were a living being?

What on earth is happening to this world??

Naimi Xisi waved a satisfied hand, mounted the phantom steed and continued toward the mountain peak, while Bingbing whirled like a vortex, following the steed's stride in the air.

Moreno lingered in shock for a while before realizing Naimi Xisi had already left, then hurriedly grabbed a weapon and ran after them.

In the deep, dark cavern, the atmosphere was oppressive and silent. Erbis held a torch, moving cautiously; the faint flame flickered in the darkness, illuminating only a small patch around them.

"Are you sure this path leads to the mountain top? We've been walking for ages!" Kade whispered to Xiana.

Xiana's brows were knife‑sharp; she glared at him coldly, "Shut up, don't speak!"

In such a dangerous place, this fool still dared to speak out?

Erbis also noticed the movement behind, sighed helplessly and glanced back, then cautiously surveyed the surroundings, and after seeing no suspicious figures, relaxed slightly.

Kade curled his lip, unimpressed. Looking up toward the cavern ceiling, his Dark Vision allowed him to easily see countless stalactites hanging down, faintly visible in the darkness. Their shapes varied—some like sharp spikes, others like stout stone pillars—as if crafted by nature's masterful hand.

Suddenly, Kade's vision flickered as if a stalactite had moved; he rubbed his eyes and looked again, noticing no change.

He exhaled, then thought it was laughable—what Monster could look so similar to a stalactite?

But the next moment, Kade's vision flickered again, and the stalactites above seemed to move once more.

The difference was, after rubbing his eyes again, he found that almost all the stalactites overhead had started moving!

"Careful!" Kade shouted in terror.

"Crack!" With a sound, the stalactite shattered instantly, turning into flamboyant tentacles like a blooming flower.

Thousands of stalactites rained down like cannonballs toward the ground.

(End of Chapter)