Chapter 98 Recruitment

The next morning, Ian sat upright in the tent, closing his eyes and concentrating.

Gaga's promotion is complete, becoming his strongest trump card.

He decided to take the upgraded version of the [Rock Bear Potion] today to prepare for the demon-hunting battle.

His consciousness sank into the sea of ​​his mind, and the panel that only he could see quietly appeared.

Name: Ian Marcus

Age: 18

[Realm Level: Advanced Wizard Apprentice (91.6%)]

[Talent: Moderate Light Affinity]

[Skills: Intermediate Star Moon Meditation (Break Limit Once), Energy Shield (Proficient), Invisibility (Mastery), Arcane Mark (Proficient), Bloodline Purification (Break Limit Twice), Scorching Ray (Break Limit Twice), Crystal Energy Barrier (Break Limit Twice), Secondary Frost Ray (Break Limit Twice), Others————]

[Potion Mastery: Rock Bear Potion (Limit Break - Once), Others ————]

Looking at the data on the panel, Ian felt at ease.

The characteristic of [Earth Vein Resonance] will allow his strength to undergo a qualitative leap.

"At that time, with my transformed and powerful body, combined with the 'Gaga's Shadow Leap' and the 'Eye of Calamity'—"

As Ian was pondering his next plan, the wind suddenly stopped.

It wasn't an ordinary pause, but rather the "flow" of the entire world, frozen in a single moment.

The leaves outside the tent were frozen in mid-air, the water droplets in the stream were suspended and did not fall, and the chirping of insects stopped abruptly.

The whole world seemed to have been put on pause.

Then, an indescribable "presence" replaced the wind of nature and gently swept by.

It is not the wind, yet it replaces the wind; it is not a sound, yet it resonates in the soul.

It is not a gaze, yet it makes every life that is swept over feel as if it has been "watched" from the inside out for a moment.

Ignoring distance, ignoring obstacles, ignoring all physical laws, it sweeps across every inch of land, every leaf, and every living being equally.

It has no boundaries and reaches everywhere.

Ian's hair stood on end!

It's not fear, but the instinctive tremor of life when facing a higher being, like an ant looking up at the stars.

The fluctuation lasted only a moment before receding like the tide.

The wind began to flow again, the stream continued to rush, and the light regained its vibrancy.

It was as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

But Ian knew it wasn't true.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the pounding in his heart, and looked towards the northeast, where the headquarters of the Silver Ring was located.

The Silver Ring, the Supreme Wizard Tower, the Crown of the Stars.

The spire pierces through the clouds and disappears into the endless void. The tower is constructed from billions of pieces of silver-white metal, engraved with star trail runes, and has a liquid-like shimmering texture under the sunlight.

At the top of the Wizard's Tower, on the observatory.

A figure dressed in a plain white robe stood with his hands behind his back. The robe had no patterns, yet it seemed as if the entire starry sky had been cut out and draped over his body.

His face was blurred, shrouded in a hazy holy light, making it difficult to see clearly. Only a pair of pupils could be vaguely seen, in which countless stars seemed to be born and annihilated, and where civilizations rose and fell, and rules flowed.

He is Anoria's only Morning Star Wizard: "Endless Holy Light"!

He didn't speak, but simply raised his right hand and placed his five fingers lightly on the crystal star chart in the center of the observatory.

"Buzz—"

The entire Wizard Tower, no, all the energy nodes, rune arrays, and ley lines within the entire Silver Ring territory, resonated simultaneously!

The silvery-white light spiraled upwards along the tower, converging at the top into a pillar of light that pierced the sky and disappeared into the endless void.

The Wizard Tower is "breathing".

Each pulse draws unimaginable primal magic from the void, which is transformed, purified, and amplified by the runes on the tower, eventually converging in the star chart.

The figure of "Endless Holy Light" gradually blurred within the pillar of light, merging with the Wizard Tower and the network of laws governing this world.

He is the tower, and the tower is him.

At this moment, his will, through the resonance of the wizard tower, silently covered the entire continent along the ley lines, the tides of magic, and the underlying veins of the world's rules.

The voice of "Endless Holy Light" was not uttered, but through resonance with the Wizard Tower, it transformed into an invisible torrent of information, precisely transmitting to the consciousness of every eligible being.

The war against demons begins.

All participants should immediately proceed to their respective war zone assembly point to collect their credentials.

Those who fail to arrive by the appointed time will be considered deserters, branded on their souls and subjected to eternal enslavement.

The message is brief, cold, and leaves no room for doubt.

Along with the information came a simplified map, marking the location and number of each war zone, as well as dozens of small assembly points under each war zone.

The "Gloomwood" area where Ian was located was clearly marked "Eastern Seventh War Zone, Assembly Point 19: Misty Creek".

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Inside the tent, Ian slowly opened his eyes.

He "heard" the message and understood what he should do.

"But...why is the time earlier?"

He stood up, tidied up all the important items in the tent, and sorted the potions, materials, and magic stones into his gray dimensional bag. He left only the necessary combat supplies in his ring and placed them in an easily accessible location.

"Huh, what was that just now? That felt so scary—"

Gaga poked its head out of the pocket, a trace of fear still lingering in its little eyes.

"It's the Morning Star Wizard of the Silver Ring." Ian patted its head.

"The war against demons has begun; we're heading to Misty Creek now."

"War? Gaga! I'm ready!" Gaga immediately puffed out her chest, but then asked in a low voice, "Isn't it dangerous?"

"It's dangerous," Ian said without hiding anything, "but it's also an opportunity. Let's go."

He sighed inwardly, realizing that the [Rock Bear Potion] could only be used underground when the opportunity arose. Fortunately, Gaga had already broken through to the next level.

Pushing open the door, the morning mist had not yet dissipated, but a chilling atmosphere already permeated the forest.

In the distance, one could faintly hear hurried footsteps, whispers, and even the buzzing of a small airship taking off.

The war machine that had been dormant for a century is now running at full speed in the war against demons.

"Ian, let's go together." Hawke stood at the door, his expression solemn.

"Mr. Ian, Uncle Hawke, please take care!"

Talia and Dora stood in front of the door, their faces full of worry.

Misty Creek, in front of the Dream Weaver's Hut.

The once tranquil forest clearing has now been transformed into a temporary campsite.

A dozen or so simple tents are arranged in a circle, with a three-meter-high silver-white metal pillar in the center, and a constantly rotating rhomboid crystal suspended on top of the pillar.

Mira stood beside the metal pillar, dressed in military uniform.

She shed her usual wizard robes, donned light silver armor, and held a staff in her hand. The gentleness of a scholar had faded from her brows, replaced by the competence and sharpness of a battlefield commander.

"Ian." Mira saw him and nodded. "You've come at the right time. Let's go get the voucher."

She pointed to a long table on the side of the metal pillar, behind which sat two formal wizards in silver-white uniforms, their heads bowed as they took notes.

There were already forty or fifty people lined up in front of the table. They were all senior apprentices from the vicinity of the Shadowwood. Most of them had solemn expressions and occasionally talked in hushed tones.

"The credential is the Demon Hunter Jade Token," Mira explained in a low voice.

"A secret mark was left on it to record the number of underground monsters killed. The jade tablet needs to be handed over after the war ends."

Ian nodded and walked toward the long table.

The queuing process was quick. When it was Ian's turn, the middle-aged wizard behind the table handed him a palm-sized jade token without even looking up.

The jade plaque is dark blue-green and has a warm, smooth feel. The front is decorated with a relief of the crossed emblems of the "Silver Ring" and the "Demon Hunter," while the back is smooth as a mirror.

"Infuse spiritual energy to leave a mark," the wizard said briefly.

Ian did as he was told, and a faint light shone from the back of the jade pendant, revealing a line of small characters.

"Ian, Senior Apprentice, Sixth Cleanup Team, Seventh Eastern War Zone".

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