Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

The martial artists living in the highland region were immersed in the excitement of the newly formed Ryukyu style, and each devoted themselves to training and accumulating power.

Meanwhile, in the core area of ​​the Saran Fortress.

Lucas, the advanced apprentice, finished his daily meditation and pushed open the door of the stone chamber as he stepped out.

His magical energy fluctuations were calm and steady, yet a hint of sharp brilliance shone between his brows.

"Judging from your complexion, your spiritual power is not far from filling your spiritual sea." At the stone table not far away, another advanced apprentice, Millsap, put down his crystal wine glass. The pale purple Soul Cleansing Wine in the glass gleamed with a faint light. "Congratulations! Before long, you will be able to try to solidify your sorcery model and break through to become a formal wizard."

Hearing this, Lucas shook his head with a wry smile, walked to the stone table and sat down: "It's not that easy."

"I'm still one step away from advancing, but I haven't even seen a trace of the potion that can help me break through. How can I even talk about advancing?"

The spiritual power of a wizard's apprentice manifests as a gaseous state within the spiritual sea.

Only when gaseous spiritual energy completely fills the sea of ​​consciousness can one attempt to solidify an extremely precise and special sorcery model.

But this is also the most difficult step.

That special sorcery model was extremely sophisticated. To put it another way, it was like scaling down a large sorcery array composed of multiple apprentice-level sorcery spells and transforming it into a model made up of a large number of miniature runes.

It may appear to be just one thing, but in reality it could be a chimera of hundreds or thousands of apprentices' sorcery models. It is quite difficult to construct and must be done in one go; the slightest mistake will ruin everything.

Without auxiliary drugs, even the most gifted geniuses would find it incredibly difficult to solidify their models, with a success rate of less than five percent.

The most common auxiliary potion, "Water of Spirit," is firmly controlled by the official wizards of the tower.

As the core of the fortress and also a senior apprentice, Lucas knew that unless one of the tower's existing official wizards died, or the tower was preparing to expand and needed combat power, it would be impossible to obtain that thing through normal means.

Even if that situation were to occur, formal wizards would only be selected from the core members of their own families and factions.

Talent and ability are secondary; the most important thing is whether you share the same blood as them and whether you have a closer relationship with them.

It's hard to say what the future holds for an ordinary apprentice. There are so many people who can be trained, why should it have to be you?

"There's no future in staying here," Lucas thought to himself. "Once this mission is over, I'll defect to the southern continent!"

The Southern Continent is another gathering place for wizards in the wizarding world.

Its resources are not as abundant as those of the Wizarding Continent, and its area is smaller, with a large number of islands.

It is less of a continent and more of a collection of super-large islands and archipelagos.

Despite tensions with the mainland and a long-standing blockade of its waters, the region possesses magical potions similar in effect to the "Water of Spirit" such as "Sublimation Potion."

Although both are controlled by official wizards from the South Island, the South Island wizards will distribute a small amount of potions to enhance the overall combat power, making it far more hopeless than the Tower.

Besides, staying here means certain death sooner or later!

The Tower, and other wizarding organizations, recruit gifted individuals every few years, but few survive.

Because the competition for the tower is extremely fierce, even abnormally so.

The bodies of the deceased apprentices were quickly collected; almost as soon as they died, the body collectors would arrive.

It is said that they are recycling the resources from the tower flowers on them.

But Lucas didn't think so.

It's like the water of the spirit.

There are so many auxiliary potions, but only the Spirit Water is universally applicable across the entire continent.

Why?

For something to circulate widely, whether it be a commodity, currency, information, technology, or cultural symbol, it usually needs to possess a series of key characteristics, especially consumables.

It possesses practical functions or fulfills certain needs, has stable value, and is rare yet not difficult to manufacture.

Taking all of the above into account, a bold idea came to Lucas's mind.

Is the raw material for the spiritual water a large number of apprentices?

The idea sent chills down his spine, yet he couldn't find a reason to refute it.

This is perfectly normal; it aligns with his understanding.

Just then, another advanced apprentice, Dexie, called out angrily: "Lucas! Millsap! We have news!"

He strode over, his face full of impatience: "The whereabouts of the Deathblood leaders have been exposed, right here in the Naxi Mountains in the middle of this plane! Send combat airships over there and bombard them with magic cannons for days and nights, flatten the place, and be done with it!"

Dexie, hot-tempered and already fed up with guarding this magic-free plane, said, "I really don't understand why Lord Saran doesn't just wipe this place out, instead of making us waste time here!"

"Watch your words," Milsap warned, frowning. "Lord Saran's thoughts are beyond our comprehension." He paused, then added, "But you're right, the sooner we wipe out those 'flesh fields,' the more trouble we'll have."

"Then it's settled!" Lucas nodded. "First, report to the fortress command, then confirm the personnel to operate the airship."

Unlike transport airships, combat airships require multiple apprentices to work together to operate the core, aiming system, and weapon launching devices.

Meanwhile, deep within the dense forests of the plateau valley lies Luo Kunlun's hermitage.

He sat cross-legged on a rock, his eyes slightly closed, surrounded by a faint essence of plants and trees that seeped into his body through his pores like fireflies.

After a period of arduous practice, he has opened up the three major nodes of the heart, dantian, and yongquan, and successfully broken through the blood-brain barrier, forming a complete blood and qi circulation in the brain, heart, abdomen, and feet.

Blood flow is faster than ever before, and physical strength soars again. Not only can one completely unleash the brain's limitations and unleash the full potential of the body, just like Zongwu, but one can also ignore the side effects of "liberation".

This trump card can be used without any burden, requiring only physical exertion.

The original white-red battle aura has been successfully transformed into a stronger thunder battle aura, which has been improved by the collective wisdom of many martial arts masters.

When activated, blue electric currents crackle on the body surface, as if it has mastered bioelectricity, and can unleash astonishingly powerful lightning in battle.

In a sense, this is the secret weapon with the greatest potential.

Qigong is essentially a reflection of the ripples in water, the ripples in the physical body.

It is something similar to sunlight, that is, electromagnetic waves.

Thunderous Battle Aura is simply a product of precise control, pushing its destructive power to a limit.

In theory, given the right conditions, the Sacred Flame Secret Weapon may be able to evolve and be strengthened until it possesses a power similar to the rotation of a magnetic field.

Of course, this is only in theory.

call.

Exhaling, Luo Kunlun ended his cultivation.

Host: Luo Kunlun

Physical fitness: 35

Skills: Ryukyu Fist Secret Weapon, Wizard Language, Secret Weapon Esperanto...

After successfully establishing blood circulation and increasing blood flow speed, Luo Kunlun's physical fitness improved once again.

After the blood and qi circulation is completed, the whole body is like a furnace, which will transform the food into essence and qi to the greatest extent possible, nourishing the body and qi.

Furthermore, the essence of plants and trees is absorbed through the profound techniques of Renwangquan, which allows one to continue cultivating upwards.

Incidentally, Luo Kunlun also tried to absorb magic power from magic stones and staffs in this way, but unfortunately it didn't work.

Just as it's impossible to mine iron ore with a wooden pickaxe, before a wizard possesses the ability to manipulate matter and reality with his consciousness, Lokunlun can only use the most primitive method: eating.

He chewed up the magic stone and swallowed it, passively absorbing magic power. As for the magic power stored in the staff, that didn't work; Luo Kunlun couldn't bite it.

Martial arts training is extremely resource-intensive, especially food.

With fifty-seven martial artists currently residing in the settlement, plus teenagers beginning physical training and technique learning, food supply has become a primary concern.

Fortunately, the climate in the high-altitude valleys is suitable, and farming, animal husbandry, and hunting can be carried out in parallel, so there is no need to worry about scarcity for the next three to five years.

As Ryukyu-style boxing spreads widely in their settlements, it won't be long before they can establish new settlements, accumulate strength, expand their ranks, and move towards their ultimate goal.

Destroy the Saran Fortress!

Besides serving as a stronghold, the Saran Fortress also functioned as a passage between the two worlds.

Only by severing the connection between the two realms can the Tower's invasion be thwarted at its root.

Just as Luo Kunlun got up to return to the settlement, a loud noise like the roar of an airplane suddenly came from high in the sky, followed by a sharp and ear-piercing scream that tore through the sky!

Phew——!

The voice carried the bloodthirsty ferocity unique to wild beasts, making everyone in the settlement tense up.

The martial artists looked up sharply and saw a huge black shadow rapidly approaching in the northwest sky, blotting out the sun, like a moving dark cloud.

It was a giant creature resembling a pterosaur, with a wingspan of over twenty meters. When it flapped its wings, it stirred up a fierce wind that flattened the grass and trees on the ground and sent dust flying.

Its entire body was covered in dark brown scales that shimmered with a metallic sheen. Its sharp, hooked beak gleamed coldly, and its claws were as sharp as steel knives. Its pair of scarlet eyes were fixed on the settlement below.

"It's dead blood!" The martial artists training nearby paled in shock. "It's a Bloodwing Wyvern! This monster, which has lived for at least four hundred years, is still alive!"

"Hurry back to the village to provide support! This evil creature is one of the most powerful Dead Blood types, and it can fly. The brothers who stayed behind can't hold it off!"

The martial artists abandoned their training and rushed towards their settlement.

In a short while, the Bloodwing Dragon flew over the settlement, and with a sudden flap of its wings, several sharp wind blades shot towards the houses and fields on the ground.

"Boom!" "Crack!"

The sound of breaking was incessant. Several wooden houses were instantly cleaved into pieces by the wind blades, and deep ditches were carved into the fields. The villagers screamed in terror and fled in all directions, plunging the settlement into chaos.

Just as the Bloodwing Wyverns were wreaking havoc, Luo Kunlun rushed back.

He was already the person with the highest physical strength and the fastest speed in the settlement. After activating "Liberation", his physical strength doubled. With the help of battle qi, his speed became unbelievable. He could almost teleport within ten zhang.

"die!"

He exerted force from his waist, his body rising up like a pine tree from the ground, his right foot kicking up a shower of pebbles.

His arms, crackling with electric fighting spirit, lashed out like two bolts of lightning, piercing through the gloom and heading straight for the sky!

As the fist whistled, the air around his body churned violently, forming a swirling vortex that swept in all the surrounding sand and gravel, turning it into a torrent that swirled around his fist.

He exerted force with his waist, his body rising up like a pine tree from the ground, his right foot kicking up a shower of pebbles.

Strength, fighting spirit, and energy.

Mind and intention unite, intention and energy unite, energy and strength unite.

As the fighting spirit soared into the sky, a cone-shaped attack was launched at the enemy in the air.

boom!

The lightning-infused battle aura struck the scales, unleashing blinding sparks that pierced the hard armor. The battle aura and the shockwave intertwined, shattering the scales and sending blood and flesh flying.

Half of the Bloodwing Wyvern's body was obliterated. Its massive form lost its balance and plummeted like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the open ground outside the settlement with a deafening roar and kicking up clouds of dust.

"Dead blood has extremely strong vitality, especially this Bloodwing Wyvern!"

"Everyone, attack together and disperse the evil energy within it that is the opposite of ours!" a martial artist who had rushed over shouted, about to rush forward and finish it off.

"Wait! It's a misunderstanding!"

A hoarse voice suddenly came from the wreckage of the Bloodwing Wyvern. It wasn't dead; its remaining wings flapped with difficulty. "I didn't come here to eat!"

"You should understand that it is we who have tied down most of the wizards' power; otherwise, you would never be able to live and work in peace here!"

As it spoke, its erased body began to regenerate rapidly.