Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

Dago could barely make out the black-robed wizard's mutterings.

The air whistled as the flame core moved at high speed, and the temperature of the mental shell had exceeded a thousand degrees, on the verge of cracking.

Dago ran towards Serena with all his might, scooped her up, and ran in the opposite direction of the Flame Core. He roughly knew how powerful this sorcery was.

"boom--!"

Without any buffer or warning, the moment the fiery core collided with the black-robed wizard...

First, a blinding white light exploded, releasing a shockwave visible to the naked eye that tore the black-robed wizard into countless pieces.

The shockwave then spread out in a ring at extremely high speed, and the three people dozens of meters away were thrown to the ground as if they had been shoved from behind.

Immediately afterwards, the area within ten meters of the black-robed wizard collapsed violently, releasing devastatingly high temperatures and energy.

Everything within the area was instantly melted or burned, the land turned to scorched earth, and biomass was completely burned to ashes.

The resulting high-temperature blast spread outwards, causing burns to objects in a wider area.

All of this happened in a mere second.

When Dago felt the heat gradually subside, he managed to stand up, swaying precariously.

The spot where the black-robed wizard had stood has now become a charred crater more than ten meters in diameter, with black smoke still rising from its edges.

The black-robed wizard was dead, not even a trace remained.

A gentle evening breeze swept across the bottom of the pit, raising a wisp of black smoke. The fiery core had completed its mission...

With its own annihilation, it etched an indelible mark on the earth.

When he saw that it was all over, Dago collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted...

Soaked in sweat, Serena lay beside him, her mind blank.

A mist rose from Dago's body, carrying away the dirt and grass clippings; it was the Cleansing rune on his apprentice robes taking effect.

Not far away, old Marico quickly walked over, and seeing that the two were unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's unclear how much time passed before the three of them recovered and returned to their dilapidated treehouse base.

It all happened so suddenly; they were enjoying a delicious meal at the treehouse outpost just a moment ago.

The next second, the black-robed wizard took everything, even the pot.

Thank you for choosing to stay.

Dago sincerely thanked the two of them, but the academy wizard had long since disappeared.

Serena's vine spell at the crucial moment truly saved his life.

"However, we need to pack up our valuables and leave the treehouse outpost for town as soon as possible. The commotion from the battle is too great and will soon attract the other black-robed wizards in the forest."

Before they could respond, Dago immediately added.

After saying that, the three of them immediately set off back to their respective temporary lodgings and selected valuable and lightweight items.

Dago also has a storage bag, but he hasn't figured out how to use it yet. It seems he'll only be able to understand it after he gets to the academy.

At 7:40 p.m., Dago packed up his clothes and potion-making tools in less than ten minutes and went downstairs to meet the two.

Actually, the three of them didn't have much stuff, because this was their second move, and this move to the town would be their third.

The three walked out of the collapsed wooden door of the treehouse outpost, and Dago looked back at it...

This place holds many of his sentiments, but unfortunately, this farewell is his last.

I buried my thoughts, wondering how long I would be able to stay in the town of Aynar.

At this point, all three of them had very low combat power, probably not even a level five...

If any more members of the Darkblood Council in black robes arrive, they will have virtually no chance of escape.

The three set off towards the town, their figures slowly disappearing into the night.

The closer you get to the town, the more militiamen patrol with torches. These are guards recently organized by the town's garrison from ordinary people.

They usually patrol in groups, with two people per group, so that if they encounter a black-robed wizard, one of them can run away and warn others.

It seems that Dago heard Raymond from the college mention this a long time ago, but it has only now been implemented.

This demonstrates the efficiency of the aristocratic gentry in the town.

Along the way, thanks to their academy robes and the UMNO badge, no militia member dared to stop the three. Ultimately, this was due to the asymmetrical individual strength of wizards over civilians.

If Dago wanted to, killing an ordinary person or a stag wouldn't make much difference.

Along the way, the three also discovered that there were quite a few wizards coming from the direction of the forest. They looked disheveled, their robes were tattered and dirty, and they were stained with blood to varying degrees, as if they had been through a life-or-death battle.

Dago estimated that the town of Aynak must be filled with a depressing atmosphere at this time.

He rubbed his temples, his face revealing an undeniable weariness.

All he wanted was a soft, comfortable bed where he could lie down and get a good night's sleep.

........

It was 8:50 a.m. in a small room in a hotel in the town's aristocratic district.

After taking a shower, Dago walked to a silver half-length mirror in the corner of the room with his hair still half-wet.

The boy in the mirror was tall and slender, handsome and masculine, with an indescribable aristocratic elegance.

He checked his body for injuries and found that they were mostly minor abrasions and nothing serious.

He walked to the walnut table in the middle of the room and sat down, reflecting on the thrilling day.

The black-robed wizard I met in the evening, who was at the advanced apprentice level, possessed powerful mental strength, fluid spellcasting, and rich combat experience. Even among those of the same level, he was undoubtedly a formidable expert.

There was definitely an element of gambling involved in me surviving from his clutches.

In particular, the final flame core it released was transformed from the air bullet spell that had been with it the longest.

Killing a senior apprentice is like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut; the power is simply outrageous.

Dago brought up the system panel.

【《巫师通用冥想法》（蜕变1311/10000）；《冰晶炮》（蜕变1435/10000）；《共鸣术》（蜕变83/10000）；《探测术》（蜕变54/10000）；《魔药炼製》（入门18/1000)】

Using consciousness to open "Ice Crystal Cannon", the system panel instantly unfolds.

"Flame Core Air Bomb" (Extreme) + "Ice Crystal Technique" (Transformation 8743/10000)

Once the progress value reaches 10,000, not only do the spell's form and power undergo a dramatic transformation, but even the original skill names change.

Dago recalled the scene when he used the "Flame Core Air Bomb." This spell drained all his mental energy, compressed a massive amount of free energy particles and the flame core condensed from the air, and when it hit, it was like a high-explosive bomb.

Its power already surpasses that of the entire apprentice wizard stage.

However, this skill is marked with the word "extreme" and does not display any progress value.

Has this skill reached its limit?

Dago couldn't help but recall the words the black-robed wizard had murmured before he died.

"The ultimate technique."

Even as he died, he couldn't believe that an apprentice wizard had unleashed such magic.

"Could this be a specific description of a magical transformation within the wizarding world?"

Dago couldn't help but speculate, but unfortunately there was nowhere to verify it.

After all, he only audited a few classes at the Aynark Wizarding Academy before stopping. Even with Rosalind, who was very kind to him, Dargo only attended two classes.

His knowledge of the wizarding world was extremely limited; he was unclear about many things, knew nothing about them, and had never even heard of them before.

This is the advantage of academy wizards with systematic education, and it is also the essential difference between them and wandering wizards.

Most academy wizards feel a natural sense of superiority when facing wandering wizards...

This is a contemptuous view of the wizarding world, unaware that Viser was once a wizard who looked down on their forest patrol.

He couldn't be considered a true academy wizard, since he had only hastily entered the academy and hadn't learned much about the wizarding world.

He returned to the town of Enark this time because he wanted to go back to the academy and catch up on his knowledge in this area.

With the magic stone now in hand, plus his potion-making skills, he should be able to do very well.

During his time with the forest ranger, he killed as many as three black-robed wizards...

Moreover, they are all intermediate or higher-level wizard apprentices, including one advanced apprentice.

Unfortunately, the black-robed wizards either didn't have time to loot the place, or they left nothing behind.

Thinking of this, Dago sighed with regret. He took out the storage bag and examined it carefully.

This was the best loot he had plundered. It's estimated that the black-robed wizard also had some, but unfortunately, he vanished into thin air.

In the past, whenever he had free time, Dago would often take it out to study it.

However, he was unable to open the storage space, and almost no wizards around him possessed storage equipment.

There was a spatial rune on the inside of the bag, which Dago had been trying to probe with his mental power.

Unfortunately, this rune seemed to have a master, constantly repelling his spiritual power...

It's like the account and password from a past life don't match, and you can't log in.

However, Dago discovered that the mental imprint left by the original owner could be erased little by little through violent means, although the process was rather slow.

"It seems the dumbest way right now is to spend time and rely on my own mental strength to slowly erase it bit by bit..."

Dago sighed and shook his head, accepting the reality with resignation.