Wizard: Starts with Advanced Meditation

"Leaving tomorrow?" Keller asked.

"Hmm," Hughes replied calmly.

"See you as a formal wizard," Keller said firmly.

When Hughes stormed into the vault carrying the head of the traitor Moken, an enraged Keller was also among the gathered crowd. He had just learned that Moken was the culprit behind his brother's death.

He looked at the unfamiliar yet powerful apprentice not far away with a complex expression. Not long ago, they had a conflict, but now he had indirectly avenged him. At this moment, the determination to become stronger was quietly planted.

……

The next morning, Hughes packed his things and left the village of Levis...

At night, the Everfrost Spire

After completing his mission and collecting his reward, Hughes returned to his dormitory. Everything was the same as before, except that the room was covered in dust.

There were quite a few more letters on the table, all from acquaintances. She had done a good job on the last expedition mission and had successfully joined the enforcement team as a result. Holt had also gone out on a mission and wouldn't be back for a while.

Bohr urged Hughes to remember to provide him with potions as soon as he returned, and even Mor wrote him a letter on behalf of the Shadowweavers to purchase potions from Hughes.

Since Bohr made him famous, many people in the Everfrost Spire have come to know the name Hughes.

Some apprentices also came to him to buy potions, but Hughes didn't have time to entertain them and turned them all down. He figured he could just sell the potions to Bohr, which would earn him more money at once and save him time.

With Jon Snow, a level two fire elemental wizard, in charge of Everfrost Spire for a few days, the Frostskin Dwarves and Frostbone Beasts completely ceased hostilities.

It is said that once Jon Snow finishes clearing out the Black Ring outposts elsewhere, he will return to completely kill Durlink.

Having bought a Cleansing Scroll to clean the room, Hughes prepared to try out the Frost Whisper potion.

Schuster first filled the bathtub in the bathroom with continuously heated boiling water, then took a bottle of Frost Whisper potion by the tub and began to meditate.

The cool potion entered his mouth, and Hughes began to meditate. Unexpectedly, the effect this time was almost the same as when he first used the Ouroboros Spirit...

After meditation, the 11th mental rune in Hughes' consciousness space was almost complete. He planned to use the remaining 4 bottles of Frost Tree Whisper potion after the 11th mental rune condensed.

Before the side effects took hold, Hughes quickly climbed into the bathtub. As soon as his body touched the water, he felt like he could barely move.

"Hiss! Hiss!"

I was completely submerged in boiling water, and a lot of steam immediately rose from the surface. Luckily, the water was continuously heated, otherwise it would have frozen into ice cubes immediately.

"Um?"

Soaking in the hot water, Hughes suddenly remembered something. He recalled that according to the information Holt had given him, Moore had bought a scroll of ice magic. Could it be…

Fortress of the Frozen Heart

Inside a huge, enclosed room, the remains of a massive frost dragon are kept; the passage of hundreds of years has not worn away the enormous skeleton.

The delicate dragon runes on the dragon bones still glowed with blue light, and wisps of cold air emanated from them, freezing the surrounding walls with a thick layer of ice.

Dulink stood before the skeleton, his large hands gently stroking the skull of the dragon's light skeleton. The skull alone was as large as the airship of the Everfrost Spire.

He felt the delicate texture of the dragon bone, his eyes filled with greed for the treasure before him.

Inside the dwarven alchemy chamber.

Priest Glenn was dissecting the carcass of a reptile. The reptile was covered in blood and gore, and it was impossible to tell what kind of monster it was. Strangely, large areas of its scales had fallen off, and its mangled ears were showing signs of becoming pointed.

"Sigh, this bloodline conversion is really difficult to handle," Glenn sighed, putting down his tools.

"Knock knock"

"Come in."

"Lord Glenn, the chief requests your presence in the incubation chamber."

A frost dwarf guard walked in and said.

……

Incubation room

Dulink stood quietly to one side, his fierce eyes fixed on the center of the room.

Following his gaze, a large, oval-shaped frost dragon egg stood in the incubation device.

The frost dragon egg had grown to the size of an ordinary dwarf, its surface covered with huge, ice-blue scales, each the size of a human hand, gleaming with a cold luster, and faint dragon runes flowing on the scales.

If you get closer, you can feel the faint dragon's might emanating from the frost dragon egg, and hear the tender roar of a young dragon.

At this moment, Glenn walked in and reported to Dulink, "Chief, bloodline transplantation is still under research, I..."

"Stop the experiment. Zog and Moxi didn't get the sap from the Tree of Life, and Levisser is now in complete isolation," Dulink said coldly.

"What! Those two idiots! I went through so much trouble to bewitch Marcus, and they actually..."

Suddenly, Glenn seemed to remember something and tentatively asked, "Chief, what about the frost dragon egg...?"

After the remaining Frostskin Dwarves fled into the Heart of the Frozen Fortress, Dulink took Glenn to explore the fortress left by their ancestors. In a hidden cave, they discovered the remains of the dragon and the Frost Dragon egg beneath it.

The frost dragon egg stopped developing due to lack of nutrition, but the dragon race's tenacious vitality and the massive amount of magic contained in the dragon's remains allowed the frost dragon egg to retain basic vitality for hundreds of years.

Afterwards, Dulink turned to the path of a body-refining wizard, while Glenn studied biological modification. Finally, one day, the two of them used the remains to enhance their strength and led the Frostskin Dwarves.

"That second-level wizard returned not long after, and the headmaster of Everfrost Spire is not someone to be trifled with. So many years have passed; he should be out by now. Originally, we planned to take over Everfrost Spire before he emerged, but alas!"

Dulink snorted coldly, a glint of light flashing in his eyes as he looked at the dragon egg.

Glenn.

"exist."

"You can use the resources in the treasure vault as you see fit. I don't care what method you use to ripen this frost dragon egg, but don't let it hatch. Just make it grow bigger without damaging its function."

Dulink measured the size of the frost dragon egg with his eyes, a ruthless glint flashing in them.

"It needs to be made at least as big as me."

The quick-witted Glenn immediately realized what was happening and exclaimed in disbelief, "Dulink! Are you crazy! You... never mind, I'll try my best."

His long-standing friendship with his friend made him trust this reliable friend completely.

"Be quick. Also, take out the remaining Frost Dragon Blood and select a few more trustworthy individuals... you know what I mean."

"it is good."

"Also, capture some soldiers for experiments to increase the success rate."

"Yes."

The Heart of Eternal Freeze entered a state of emergency preparedness, while the Everfrost Spire remained unchanged, with the Academy continuing to store war potions to prepare for the final onslaught of the Frostskin Dwarves and Frostbone Beasts.

The two vice deans, while observing the current state of the dean's wizard tower, also recovered from the injuries sustained in their previous encounter.