Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

Dargo has always been stuck in the "traditional mindset" of wizards and has hardly ever experienced a battle that could physically injure him.

Pain, that seems like something from a long time ago.

He used to use Elemental Resonance to assist ice magic, mostly relying on magic to fight enemies, neglecting its true function. In terms of cultivation, it is a divine skill that can enhance spiritual roots.

Of course, clarifying one's thinking is only the first step. Whether the "melee" training method is feasible and whether it can truly enhance the physical development effect of the "Elemental Resonance Technique" will only be known after the test of time.

Dago cut the wild boar pelt on the ground, his mental energy slowly seeping in to examine it carefully. After a moment, he clicked his tongue and slowly put the pelt down with an expression of "it really is true," his eyes darting around.

"The hide of the wild boar monster contains a high concentration of earth energy particles. During melee combat with it, the earth and ice energy particles collided, causing the ice element to fuse with my body."

After discovering this, Dago suddenly realized that his previous judgment was not accurate enough. What truly allowed the "Elemental Resonance Technique" to further temper the body was not simply "melee combat," but rather—being attacked by energy particles and adapting to coexistence with ice elements while the body was healing its injuries.

"in other words."

Dago's eyes lit up. "Could we summon an ice elemental with a spell?"

Proving this is incredibly simple: snap your fingers, and a large number of ice elemental particles gather in the air in front of Dago, quickly creating a spinning ice ball out of thin air.

"Bang!"

A whole ice puck hit him directly, and the instant burst of icy air made him feel a stinging pain in his skin, and he couldn't help but shiver slightly.

"call--"

He stood up, stretched his body slightly, and shook off the ice shards covering his body.

After a physical examination, apart from feeling a little cold, there were no injuries.

Not only that, ice hockey also stimulates the body's ice energy, which in turn stimulates the growth of tiny wounds, leaving a tingling, numb, and cool sensation.

To Dago's surprise, this method worked quite well; he was able to directly withstand low-level spells without being affected at all.

After casting five ice ball spells on himself until his entire body was covered in a thin layer of frost, he clenched his fist tightly, feeling the ice element slowly melting into his muscles.

feasible!

His idea is correct!

"Has the 'Elemental Resonance Technique' actually begun to increase his physical body's elemental resistance?"

Dago's eyes burned with intensity, a long-lost passion igniting within him.

He put on his robes, stored the boar beast's pelt in his storage ring, and then returned to the Silver Tower quest hall to hand over the quest items.

Inside Bernal's secret base.

He sat on the sofa in the living area, holding a silver cup, looking relaxed.

He was unkempt and looked very tired, with only his eyes revealing a calm and clear-headed light, as if he was always thinking.

"Ding!!" A strange sound rang out in the experimental area, so clear in the silent space.

Bernal snapped out of his rest and downed the liquid in his cup in one gulp. He habitually turned to the experimental area, his eyes momentarily dazed, before an overwhelming surge of excitement and joy welled up in them.

He quickly got up from the sofa and appeared in front of a laboratory table filled with various utensils, emitting a strong odor.

My gaze was completely drawn to a seed on the table, soaking in an unknown dark red liquid.

The seed has sprouted, with tiny pinkish-white spots growing on the black embryo. Within the pinkish-white spots, patterns resembling human blood vessels seem to be extending little by little.

Bernal stared at the seed for a long time, his eyes glazed over, as if he were about to be captivated by it.

After a moment, he regained his composure, quickly took out a communication crystal from his pocket, and whispered, "My experiment was a success. I have something to tell you, and you'd better come over as soon as possible."

After saying this, Bernal put away the communication stone and focused all his attention back on the seed in front of him.

He somehow produced paper and pen in his hand, and while observing and thinking, he quickly jotted down some notes.

After an unknown amount of time, a slight energy fluctuation came from the entrance of the secret realm.

"You're here? There's something I need your help with!"

While observing, Bernal instinctively called out towards the entrance of the space, but froze when he saw who it was.

The change in the person's appearance and demeanor made him so unfamiliar that Bernal almost thought he had mistaken his partner for someone else.

Then, the tall and handsome Dago strode toward him.

With black hair, blue eyes, and blue icy veins running up his chest and neck, he exuded an air of refinement and nobility.

He seemed to have just emerged from a period of meditation, his body still damp with lingering water droplets.

He was like a huge and terrifying iceberg, with an invisible, rolling chill emanating from his body, freezing everything around him and giving people an incomparably domineering and powerful sense of oppression.

This momentum gradually subsided as Dago approached Bernal step by step, and finally disappeared completely, just like a long sword returning to its sheath.

Dago has returned to his original exquisite and handsome appearance, with skin as white and smooth as fine brocade, as if he were a noble young master who has just stepped out of a wealthy family.

"Is this your secret experiment?"

Dago strode to the lab bench, squinted at the germinating seeds, and then turned to Bernal: "What else did you say you needed?"

Bernal recovered from his brief daze and gave the boy a deep look.

He didn't understand why, even though the other party's spiritual energy fluctuations hadn't improved much, the sense of threat he felt was several times stronger than it had been a month ago.

It's as if a legendary dragon is sealed inside your body, occasionally revealing its scales and claws, which can bring a chilling fear to your soul.

This is Dago's secret. Everyone has secrets, and he is no exception.

"My experimental seeds need to be nourished by high-energy blood."

Bernal began, "This is the final step of the entire experiment. To date, I have never found this kind of blood in the world."

Dago frowned slightly, and then heard Bernal speak again: "Not many are needed, but it would be best if they possessed a trace of the bloodline from the ancient spirit world."

"You know what, you've come to the right person. I really do have that kind of old blood."

After a moment of thought, Dago suddenly clapped his hands and said.

After his battle with Darkblood Councilor Flax, he still had Flax's remaining heart, and he never expected it would come in handy today.

"real?"

Bernal asked excitedly, never expecting that trying anything as a last resort would actually work.

Dago nodded without saying a word, took out Flax's frozen heart from his storage ring, and after unfreezing it, dripped the heart's blood drop by drop into a petri dish containing experimental seeds.

After about ten drops of blood were dripped, Bernal called for a halt to Dago's actions.

"The blood in your heart is much stronger than I originally thought. I'll save it for later."

Bernal glanced at Dago with a strange expression; he immediately recognized it as a human heart.

Upon hearing this, Dago stopped compressing Flax's heart, casually freezing it and storing it back in his storage ring. He then asked Bernal, "What else did you mention to the communication crystal?"