Clinging to the Witcher world to become a god of martial arts

The inverted black tower pierced the earth, making the houses in the apprentice district appear tiny from the view of the clouds.

A flash of pale blue light streaked past.

The high-speed flying spell shuttle was like a pebble thrown into water, causing visible black ripples to spread around the edge of the tower.

"You're back."

Lorne stood on the deck, looking down at the blurry scenery below.

The shuttle's protection module completely eliminates instability and fluctuations during high-speed movement, with less than one ten-thousandth of the impact transmitted to the shuttle.

Just before reaching the Wizard's Tower, the shuttle slowed down, cleaving through the heavy shadows, and finally embedded itself into the tower's receiving platform, like a sharp blade returning to its sheath.

The leading wizard led the apprentices who had survived the conscription battle off the deck and onto the seemingly endless platform at the top of the Black Tower.

"You're quite lucky."

"How could a first-class apprentice be able to remain unharmed under Aislin?"

As Lorne's feet touched solid ground, he heard a sarcastic, mocking remark coming from behind him.

Turning around, he was met with a handsome face—it was Burd, who had miraculously survived.

"Likewise." Lorne replied indifferently, then decided not to waste any more words with this guy.

He didn't have a good impression of this second-level apprentice; he thought he was just a narrow-minded fool who considered himself superior.

But surviving a horde of skeletons can't be explained by luck alone; one must possess some skill, which explains why they are insignificant in the eyes of the enemy.

Suddenly, a huge vertical eye appeared in the ever-shifting black sun phantom at the top, casting a cold gaze.

Lorne felt his thoughts freeze, his mind almost came to a standstill, and he felt as if his entire body had been seen through.

Penny and Burd share the same feelings.

The leading wizard, unfazed, waited until everyone's movements returned to normal before saying to himself, "Since the team leader, Gunnar, is dead, I will lead you to collect the rewards for this conscription."

"What exactly is that?" Penny looked up at the black sun phantom at the top, still feeling a little scared.

"It's normal," Burd feigned composure. "Which wizarding organization doesn't have the means to detect this?" Even though it was his first time at the top of the Black Tower.

Lorne's focus wasn't on that; the oppressive feeling of facing the black sun phantom was not as great as facing Aislin directly.

The recruitment reward? I almost forgot about that...

After completing the recruitment at Vol Manor, you can freely choose a low-level magic weapon from the Black Tower's artifact treasury; the reward is quite generous.

The main problem is what kind of ritual implement to choose.

Lorne already had a preliminary plan for the future development direction, but most of it was still in the stage of conjecture and needed to be tested to draw conclusions.

At the same time, it also wastes a lot of time and consumes a huge amount of resources, going through trial and error step by step.

Facing immense pressure both physically and mentally, Lorne felt no sense of relaxation returning to his comfort zone and immediately caught up with the leading wizard who had already gone far away.

The group arrived inside the Wizard Tower via a teleportation array, not knowing which floor they were on. After going through procedures such as reporting, registration, and testing, they passed through a gate guarded by several guards.

Boulder and Penny chatted all the way, from Wall Manor to Firefly Forest, and then to choosing low-level magical artifacts.

Lorne followed closely in the lead wizard's footsteps, finally stopping in front of a wall of flowing shadows.

The black sundial hanging on the wall emitted a faint ripple, enveloping everyone.

A moment later, ripples appeared on the flowing wall.

"I'll wait for you outside. Go in and take a look at the low-level magical artifacts you like, then come out and submit the information to me."

The leading wizard then gave them important instructions and some rules for entering the artifact storehouse before letting the three of them pass.

Lorne was the first to be hit, his figure disappearing into the ripples.

Without any obstacles or discomfort, the view in front of me instantly became expansive.

The space behind the wall is much larger than the tower appears from the outside; it is a vertical shaft that extends infinitely upwards and is filled with suspended platforms.

When...how long will it take to pick one?

While shocked by the scene before him, Lorne felt a surge of impatience.

Low-level magical artifacts are extremely easy to forge in every respect, and the Black Tower's artifact treasury must hold tens of thousands of them.

Without a clear goal, how easy is it to find a needle in a haystack?

Penny and Burd, who followed them inside, were also stunned by the sheer size of the artifact storehouse.

"Lorne, what magical artifact are you planning to choose?" Penny asked somewhat awkwardly, snapping out of her daze.

On their way back to the Black Tower, the two stayed in the same lounge, but their conversation didn't exceed twenty sentences from beginning to end.

After the soul contract was signed, the atmosphere became extremely awkward.

Lorne sat cross-legged to the side as if nothing had happened, but Penny couldn't do the same. She couldn't remain calm when she was in a room with a man, even when she could hear his faint breathing.

"I haven't decided yet," Lorne replied casually.

"Oh." Penny's expression visibly turned somewhat disappointed. She thought the two of them were at least friends, but judging from Lorne's consistently indifferent reaction, she was just a passerby in his eyes.

Since that's the case, she didn't ask any more questions and went up the circular staircase on her own, searching among the numerous low-level magical artifacts with a clear goal in mind.

Lorne didn't say much about it; he really hadn't thought it through.

Currently, he only possesses three spells: Spark Shot, Arcane Blast, and Lightning Ball.

There's no need to use magical artifacts that can amplify spell power, as the benefits are minimal. This is because these spells are too basic, and even with the enhancement of artifacts, their power remains relatively small.

The main problem is that the path to take in the future is not clear enough.

Penny, for example, is already prepared to pursue the path of ice magic, so she naturally has a clear goal when it comes to choosing magical artifacts.

And what about yourself?

The organic integration of martial arts and wizardry is still in its infancy and full of uncertainties. Making a hasty choice will not maximize the benefits.

Let's see...

After Penny and Burd had completely disappeared down the spiral staircase, Lorne slowly stepped onto the stairs.

On the extended platform, a dense array of magical artifacts floated silently in a semi-transparent magical field, slowly rotating like frozen stars.

Each low-level magical artifact has a number. By injecting mental energy into the square plaque standing in front of the platform, one can view information about all the magical artifacts on the platform.

Lorne poured his mental energy into it, and a massive amount of information was forcibly "stuffed" into his brain in an instant.

Information on all the ritual implements numbered from No.001423 to No.001497 is presented, including their names, specific functions, and other relevant information.

The process of examining the items will continuously consume mental energy. However, with Lorne's level two mental energy strength, accepting dozens or even hundreds of items at the same time is not a problem.