Wizard: My skills can be upgraded indefinitely.

"Lilith, you've crossed the line!"

In the center of the camp, a deafening roar exploded!

Everyone inside and outside the camp felt a sudden thud in their eardrums.

The sound disappeared!!!

But immediately, a sharp ringing sound rang out, like steel needles piercing the skull.

In the center of the camp, the wizard Sterling slowly ascended into the air.

Thirteen fireballs surrounded him, and they began to expand as he ascended.

Each one was the size of a house, and its intense light illuminated half the night sky as if it were daytime.

A black wizard's robe fluttered in the hot air.

His eyes were icy as he locked onto the female wizard opposite him, who was standing on a dark red cloud of blood.

"Crossing the line?" Lilith let out a light, bell-like laugh, and the longsword in her hand trembled slightly.

"Sterling, war is the best frontier. This camp, and the flesh and blood inside, I want it."

"Then let's see if you have the ability!"

Sterling stopped talking and pushed forward with both hands.

Thirteen giant fireballs crashed down on Lilith like meteors.

The fireball traced thirteen crimson trails in the air, sealing off all of the opponent's escape routes.

Even before the fireball arrived, the terrifying heat caused the ground below to scorch rapidly, and the air to twist and vaporize.

Lilith's expression remained unchanged. The blood cloud beneath her feet spun rapidly, forming countless threads that wove together a massive blood shield.

At the same time, she chanted obscure incantations, and the crimson sword shone with intense blood light.

"Covering the sky!"

Where the sword tip pointed, a towering cloud of blood mist surged into the void, filling the air with a foul stench, before colliding violently with the thirteen fireballs.

Boom! Boom! Boom! ...

A series of explosions rang out, and crimson flames and scarlet mist tore and annihilated each other wildly.

Everyone below was thrown about by the shockwave from the impact, and they all stopped attacking, staring blankly at the two rapidly changing figures in the sky.

In a formal battle between wizards, the aftershocks alone are enough to seriously injure or kill an apprentice.

Ian hid behind cover, but his Eye of Vigilance was shattered when the Sterling Wizard took off.

He stood up, staring intently at the battle in the sky, his eyes filled with shock.

"This is the power of a wizard!"

Any fireball would be enough to turn him to ashes.

"The gap is too big..." He clenched his fists, his eyes shining with a light he had never seen before.

The battle in the sky has reached a fever pitch.

Sterling didn't want to delay any longer; this was his own camp, and he was at a huge disadvantage.

With a wave of his hand, he took out a small crystal bottle from his pocket, which contained half a bottle of dark golden viscous liquid.

Without hesitation, he uncorked the bottle and drank it all in one gulp.

The next moment, Sterling's aura suddenly surged, and the thirteen fireballs instantly merged.

It transformed into a blazing white sun with a diameter exceeding ten meters!

On the surface of the sun, countless runes flowed, emanating a terrifying aura of destruction.

"Lava Heart Potion!"

Lilith's expression changed drastically, and for the first time, fear appeared in her voice.

"Are you crazy?! Aren't you afraid of the backlash?"

"What does backlash matter as long as I can keep you here!"

Sterling's voice became rough and harsh, like metal rubbing together, and the side effects of the drug were already showing.

He held the blazing sun in his hands and then hurled it at Lilith.

Wherever the sun passes, space seems to be burned through, leaving a trail of blazing white light.

Lilith screamed, and the blood cloud beneath her feet emitted a blinding crimson light.

Countless crimson runes flew out from her body, forming dozens of layers of defense in front of her.

But it's too late!

The blazing white sun easily tore through all the defenses and slammed into Lilith.

"ah……!!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the night sky.

Lilith's figure was sent flying backward as if she had been crushed by a giant beast.

His wizard robes instantly turned to ashes, revealing the charred and festering skin beneath.

She managed to stand firm, then quickly transformed into a streak of blood-red light and shot into the depths of the canyon, leaving behind a trail of foul-smelling black blood.

"Sterling Vance! I'll remember this grudge!"

The venomous voice came from afar, then gradually faded away.

Sterling did not pursue, nor was he able to.

After consuming the "Heart of Lava," he forced his way out, his face turning ashen, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and his aura weakened to the extreme.

When Morez saw Lilith escape with serious injuries, he felt a chill in his heart.

"Run!!" he roared hoarsely, turning and rushing into the canyon.

The other Crimson Apprentices also realized what was happening and scattered in all directions.

Sterling, weak in the sky, looked at the fleeing figures with disdain.

He extended his right hand, his five fingers loosely clenched.

"Lava Cage"

The ground suddenly cracked open, and scorching magma gushed out from the fissures, instantly forming nine enormous lava cages.

All the Crimson Apprentices who tried to escape were trapped inside, including Morez, and none of them escaped.

"No……"

Morez attacked the cage frantically.

The crimson blood magic struck the lava wall, only sending up a few sparks.

The temperature in the cage rose higher and higher, and the shield on his body began to flicker violently, causing a burning pain to shoot through his skin.

"I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled!"

Morez's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the figure in the sky.

"Why? Why have I been practicing asceticism for over forty years...?"

Why can those geniuses easily obtain resources, while he has to risk his life?

The cage began to shrink, the temperature soared, and Morez's shield finally shattered.

The dark red robe burst into flames, and the skin rapidly carbonized and peeled off under the intense heat...

"what……"

A heart-wrenching, inhuman scream emanated from the cage, but it abruptly ceased after only a few seconds.

The nine lava cages gradually sank into the ground, leaving behind nine charred marks and a small amount of ash.

Nine advanced apprentices were easily annihilated by a single blow from a weakened, fully-fledged wizard!

The camp was deathly silent.

All the Shadowmoon apprentices held their heads high, their faces filled with shock, lingering fear, and... an infinite longing for great power.

Ian emerged from behind the bunker, his heart pounding as he looked at the nine scorch marks.

When will he be able to possess such power?

"Clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded," Sterling's voice came from the air, tinged with undisguised exhaustion.

"Hank, tally up the casualties and losses, then report back to me."

After saying that, he blurred into a streak of fire and entered the central stone tower.

The camp only came back to life after Sterling left.

Groans, cries, and urging voices rose from all directions.

Those who survived began to busy themselves, treating their companions, extinguishing the sparks, and repairing the walls...

Ian also joined in, using his "enchanted" wizard's hand to help move the seriously wounded.

He took out two potions he had concocted and used them to treat the wounds of the injured apprentices.

At the breach in the western wall, the bodies of three Shadowmoon apprentices were so corroded that they were unrecognizable, and their identities could only be discerned from their tattered gray robes.

In the corner, an apprentice, whose throat had been slit by a shadow assassin, lay in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, seemingly unable to believe that he had died.

Six apprentices were also poisoned by the fog, and although Ian treated them urgently, they still couldn't hold on.

Right in front of Ian, they screamed in agony for half an hour before gradually stopping breathing.

After Hank finished taking inventory, his face was so gloomy it could drip water.

"Not counting the number of attendants and knights, thirteen optical apprentices have died, including five from Shadowmoon, eight seriously wounded, and thirty-five lightly wounded..."

His voice was hoarse, "At the Crimson Court, all nine were wiped out, but we suffered a huge loss!"

Yes, we lost a lot of money!

Apprentices died in the Crimson Court, and apprentices also died at the Shadowmoon Tower.

But for a certified wizard, there is no difference; an apprentice's life is worthless!

Unless, you are a genius with the potential to break through.

Ian silently surveyed the devastated camp, remaining speechless.

After tonight, he gained a deeper understanding of the rules of this world.

The law of the jungle prevails; strength is paramount!

Looking at the proficiency level of the shield on the panel, he knew it wouldn't be long before it reached its limit, which made him even more anxious.

"That's not enough. Simply breaking the limit isn't enough. Speed ​​aside for now, attack and defense must be improved as soon as possible."

He looked toward the stone tower in the center of the camp, where Sterling was resting.

The Lava Heart potion he took during the battle could actually boost his combat power so significantly?

"Potion... what an amazing power."

He possesses a panel that allows him to leverage this advantage in all areas: potions, witchcraft, alchemy...

At this moment, Ian's desire to become stronger had never been so intense!