Wizard: My skills can be upgraded indefinitely.

Ian darted through the deep forest, trying to shake off Nolan behind him.

"You can't escape, you little bug!" Nolan was like a demon at that moment.

His left hand was missing, the muscles on half of his face were carbonized, and there was a huge gash in his waist, through which one could vaguely see his internal organs wriggling slightly.

Ian ran for a while, then stopped and turned around when he saw Nolan was still chasing him.

He looked around and estimated that the battlefield was about ten miles away.

As Nolan's figure drew closer, his eyes grew increasingly fierce.

"You're half-dead, yet you dare to chase after me? Who gave you the courage?"

"You killed my brother with your own hands, didn't you? You have more secrets to hide!!!"

Nolan has confirmed that his brother was killed by Ian himself, not by any magical artifact, but by those two frost rays.

Instant-cast sorcery!!!

He had practiced diligently for over twenty years, yet no form of witchcraft had reached this level.

That is the domain of true monsters and formal wizards.

Nolan's gaze became extremely intense at that moment, as if he were looking at a precious treasure.

"You're just as arrogant and stupid as your brother."

Ian's murderous intent surged; no matter the cost, he couldn't let Nolan live.

"You know what? I've been holding back for a long time. Now it's time to see just how much weight your so-called genius really carries."

Whoosh... Ian instantly completed the maximum amount of spellcasting.

More than a dozen frost rays flew rapidly toward Nolan, and the surrounding temperature dropped visibly.

Nolan's expression changed drastically, and two more shields appeared on his body again. These were the last protective magical artifacts he had.

He chased after Ian despite knowing the danger, because he wanted to find out Ian's secret.

He understood the horrors of instantaneous sorcery even better than Ian did.

There were no warning signs during the casting!

When facing them, one can only be on the defensive from the very beginning.

Bang bang... The first shield shattered quickly, but more rays followed.

When the attack stopped, his second shield was also on the verge of breaking.

"This power...something's not right!"

At this moment, Nolan's entire body was encased in ice, and he had become a giant ice pillar.

Although his vision was blocked, his mental energy could still extend out slightly to observe the situation outside.

"Darkness!" Nolan cast the powerful shroud spell again, trying to gain a breather.

"Corrosion!" Ripples surged rapidly from his body, and the ice began to shatter layer by layer.

*Pfft!* After Nolan used his remaining mental energy to cast two spells, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was badly injured. His two opponents on the battlefield were both very strong and not much weaker than him.

To his surprise, Ian's sorcery was far more powerful than before, casting a shadow over his heart!

As he watched the ice layer thinning, his eyes darkened, and a series of countermeasures emerged only to be rejected.

Suddenly, another series of loud thumping sounds came, causing him to sway uncontrollably.

The shield on his body dimmed rapidly, and finally shattered with a pop.

An extreme cold swept in, dispersing the corrosive ripples, and the ice layer once again completely enveloped him.

Nolan shivered, his body temperature began to drop rapidly, and his blood gradually stopped flowing.

The tremors outside continued, and he peered outwards.

The sight before him filled him with dread!

A series of brilliant, deep blue streaks of light shot towards Ian from in front of him.

"Just how much witchcraft did he cast?"

Nolan was horrified and had no thoughts left.

There was only one thought in my mind: to survive!

"Stop! I bear my mentor's mark; even if you kill me, you won't escape death!"

Ian continued to use drugs and cast spells until he felt a sharp pain in his head, at which point he stopped.

An iceberg nearly six meters high stands before us.

"He should be dead, right?" Ian waited for a while, and seeing no movement inside, he moved closer.

*Sizzle!* A streak of grayish-white light struggled through the ice and precisely connected to Ian's body.

As Ian felt his strength draining away, the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

"It seems you really are nearing the end."

He ignored the light band on his body and began to take off his clothes one by one until he was only wearing his underwear.

Ian opened his mouth slightly, took a long breath, and exhaled...

With each inhale, his body rapidly expanded, growing from less than 1.8 meters tall to a strong giant of 2.23 meters!

From a distance, it even resembled a rock-armored demon bear.

He had previously unleashed this form at home after taking the Rock Bear Potion, and his power and defense after transforming became extremely terrifying.

"Gah gah!" Ian gently twisted his neck, looking at the little iceberg in front of him.

"This is how I feel most comfortable. Are you ready?"

Ian's figure blurred as he appeared in front of the iceberg, raising his hand to deliver a punch.

"Bang!" The entire iceberg shook, and a crater the size of a bathtub was smashed into the hard ice layer, with ice shards flying everywhere.

Ian felt only a slight, dull pain on his fist, thanks to the cushioning effect of the tough subcutaneous tissue.

Nolan, inside the ice, stared in disbelief at the completely deformed Ian.

"You, you're a bloodline wizard! Stop! We can talk."

The iceberg couldn't withstand a few punches from Ian, and he was already in despair.

Ian ignored Nolan's pleas, his eyes fixed only on the iceberg.

Nolan already knows his secret; he must die!

He began to throw punches repeatedly, the loud thuds echoing across the wilderness.

Ian didn't count how many punches he threw, and finally, with a crash, the entire iceberg shattered.

The Nolan figure inside was exposed; apart from a slightly human-like head, the rest of his body was completely stiff.

"Wait, don't you want to know where your bloodline formula came from...? Wait, stop right there... You didn't sign a secret covenant, so prepare for their endless revenge!!!"

Nolan looked at the approaching shadow with a look of horror on his face.

"I just want you dead!"

Ian threw a punch, smashing Nolan's head to pieces, and a thin, blood-red line suddenly shot out from Nolan's body.

The bloodline seemed to have a locking ability, and Ian couldn't dodge it. With a hiss, it burrowed into the back of his hand, and then a complex pattern slowly emerged.

His face was pale. He rubbed the mark hard, but found that it seemed to be off the surface of his skin and flesh, and he couldn't touch it at all.

Taking a deep breath and forcing down his unease, he quickly searched Nolan's body.

In Nolan's bag, some magic stone potions and an exquisite wooden box were found.

He didn't have time to look closely, hastily disguised the scene, put on his clothes, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Carefully avoiding the ever-growing crowds along the way, they silently returned to the potion shop.

It was late at night when he quietly arrived at Malena's door.

"Marlena, open the door quickly, it's Ian."

Ian didn't shout loudly for fear of disturbing others, but fortunately Malena was still awake and quickly opened the door.

"Ian, where have you been? Why are you back later than us?"

Seeing that Ian had returned to the store safely, Malena secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Marlena, I'm in trouble with you again!"