Wizard: Starts with Advanced Meditation

Mother of the Dome, Heart of Nature Conference Hall

At this moment, the four deans of the Natural Speakers Academy are gathered together.

"So, how did the Black Ring Crown determine that Tyr Chess would go to Rensley?" asked Dargan Casterly, the Rock Eagle and a Rock Elf.

He sat on the oak throne in the north, his short brown hair almost touching his scalp, each strand distinct and neat. When his gaze swept across, it was as precise and sharp as a hawk locking onto its prey, making no one dare to relax for a moment.

Despite being a seasoned second-level wizard, he wore a magnificent suit of heavy armor made of rare metals. The seams were polished smooth as a mirror, and intricate carvings meandered down his shoulder armor and arm armor, each pattern exuding meticulous craftsmanship.

The most striking feature is undoubtedly the metal griffin head on its chest. Its beak is curved like a blade, and the feather patterns on its neck are carved with lifelike detail. Its eyes, inlaid with dark gold crystals, stare straight ahead, echoing the sharp, hawk-like gaze of its eagle.

"One of the apprentices responsible for assigning mandatory tasks, Rylan Voss, is an undercover agent for the Black Ring Crown. He assigned a mandatory task to Tyr's girlfriend, Luna Liviel..." said Crimson Flame Duchess—the fire elf Cassandra Govy—in a cold tone.

She sat regally on the western oak throne, with magnificent long red hair and wearing a fuchsia dress.

Beside him stood a gold and red cane, its body a dark gold base with crimson lines like flames winding around it from the top to the bottom, resembling solidified lava.

The head of the staff is a blooming metal rose, with the petals edged with fine gold trim and a blood-red crystal the size of a pigeon egg embedded in its center.

After explaining to Dargan Casterlyan, Cassandra looked at Orielius Melvin across from her with a cold gaze, as if demanding an explanation from him, since he was in charge of the forest elves.

Noticing Cassandra's gaze, Olympus calmly explained, "This time it was indeed my mismanagement. I didn't realize that Ryland was already a member of the Black Ring Crown before he even entered our academy..."

Cassandra was clearly dissatisfied with Olympus's explanation, and scoffed, "We could ignore wizards with black-ringed cloaks in the past, but this time, Headquarters has given orders, and you dare to disobey?!"

Orinius: "I have already informed all wizard apprentices and wizards in the Forest Elf District to conduct a thorough investigation tomorrow."

Seeing that Orielius was still avoiding her questions, Cassandra could no longer bear it. She gripped her cane with her left hand and jabbed it downwards with force.

A crimson flame emerged from the tip of the staff, gradually transforming into a falcon that swooped down on Olympus.

"boom!"

Orielius neither dodged nor evaded; the Flamehawk, imbued with terrifying magic, blasted away a piece of his "skin," revealing the withered flesh beneath.

"Don't you understand what I mean, Orielius?" Cassandra stood up, her left hand resting lightly on her cane.

"Look at your ugly face! What have you been doing all these years?! All for that forbidden witchcraft! The news of the black ringed crown appearing in our academy has already reached headquarters. How much will this affect next year's resource allocation?!"

Cassandra took a deep breath and continued:

"Also, don't think I don't know who fabricated the charges against the Arian family back then. You've successfully offended a second-level wizard for the academy."

Snowy Kelone sat to the side, expressionless.

Dargan Kaylan raised an eyebrow, clearly interested in what Cassandra had to say.

Orielius Melvin remained silent.

After saying this, Cassandra transformed into a ball of deep red flame and departed alone.

Dargan slowly stood up and said to the remaining two, "You two talk, I'm going to feed my Ed."

"Her flames are becoming increasingly terrifying," Orielius said gravely, looking at his slowly healing wounds.

The wound finally healed, but the once smooth skin immediately dried and cracked, turning into a piece of "tree bark".

……

血域

This is the birthplace of the vampires. Legend has it that the first vampire was born here. Some also say that the vampires were demonized creatures created by a high-ranking wizard who discovered the Oren plane before Gabriel Oren and secretly placed the vampires here.

Various rumors circulated, but the reason was simple: vampires were perfectly suited to the wizards' meditation methods, and they even created blood magic based on their racial characteristic of being able to manipulate blood.

The wizard army that initially arrived in the Oren plane was overwhelming the vampires, but the emergence of wizards among the vampires, coupled with the influence of the plane itself, reversed the tide of war. The wizard plane even had to deploy a second-tier force to reverse the situation. The war lasted for several years until the betrayal of the Crimson Singer—Viser—brought it to a complete end. Viser continued to lead the vampires in the Blood Domain, which was the reason for his betrayal.

In fact, the Wizarding Dimension was fully capable of completely subduing the vampires, but the situation was urgent at the time, and the Wizarding Dimension had other issues to deal with, so using high-level combat power would be too costly.

The wizards in charge of the Oren plane reluctantly agreed to this solution in order to save on the costs of colonizing the plane.

The vampires are considered lucky, because most beings in the planes of existence did not fare well after being ruled by the wizard planes.

However, it is also unfortunate that after coming into contact with magic, they can only be forcibly managed by wizards in a certain area. Any behavior that explores knowledge is not allowed if it involves a level two wizard, and once a level two wizard is made, they will be erased.

The long-term control of the wizards' lives has caused some vampires to harbor rebellious thoughts.

In a certain place, inside a dark palace

"Snap" — "Splash..."

A blood-red crystal ball cracked and shattered into pieces.

"Damn it! Those wretched elves!"

A vampire clad in a black robe cursed through gritted teeth.

"Heh, Dilar, you failed?" A cloud of black mist appeared, mocking Dilar.

"Don't think you're so great just because you killed Rhoda's two sons, Andil."

"..."

"Alright, stop arguing." An aged voice appeared, followed by a cloud of blood mist.

The two immediately fell silent.

"Dilar, did you expose your identity this time?" Blood Mist asked.

"No, I always use rituals to kill remotely. They'll just think it's a dark wizard, not a vampire, and they'll never know that the famous Black Ring Crown has been taken over by our vampires, hehe."

"Let's not kill Tyre for now. The Nature Speakers are already on alert; their four Deans are not to be trifled with."

"The rest should also stop for now. The Golden Ring Crown has started to get serious, and we can't reveal ourselves until we've built up enough combat strength."

"Yes"

"We'll settle both the old and new scores together."

……