Reincarnated as a blue dragon, he collided head-on with a wizarding civilization.

Chapter 91 Intermediate Wizard Apprentice (Bonus Chapter)

The day after Una returned home, Motu closed the door to the stone house.

He hung a wooden sign on the door with four characters written in charcoal.

"Do not disturb".

Green Tile happened to stroll by and curiously approached to take a look, poking the wooden sign with the tip of her nimble tail.

After confirming that what was written on it wasn't the "good wine inside" she had expected, she pouted, flicked her tail with a slightly bored expression, and turned back to continue fiddling with her precious monkey pot.

Inside the stone house, the candlelight flickered.

Motu took the remaining materials he had obtained from Calder from his storage ring and placed them in front of him.

It was a small bag of grayish-white, finely textured powder, which, under the candlelight, seemed to contain tiny, stardust-like particles that shimmered faintly inside.

Following a specific ritual, he picked up a pinch of powder with his fingertips, placed it in a specially made small copper dish, and then activated a wisp of magic to ignite it.

"laugh----"

The powder burned silently, releasing a strange and indescribable aroma.

The fragrance wasn't strong, but it had a refreshing and invigorating quality that seemed to work directly on the soul, quickly filling the small stone room.

Motu slowly closed his golden vertical pupils.

As consciousness sinks into the depths, the operational path of the Blood Moon Meditation Technique is clearly and steadily outlined and operates within the body.

The magic, originating from the illusory blood moon in the sea of ​​consciousness, flowed down the spine like a rushing stream.

As it flows through the heart, it branches out into several tributaries, flowing into the limbs and bones; as it passes through the abdominal cavity, it branches out again, nourishing and cleansing the internal organs.

Finally, all the tributaries converge again at the end of the coccyx, and flow upstream along another, relatively hidden but wider path, returning to the sea of ​​consciousness to complete a full cycle.

One lap, two laps, three laps —

In each cycle, the magic loop is like a river channel that is constantly being widened and reinforced, enduring a tearing, throbbing pain.

But the unparalleled regenerative and adaptive abilities of the dragon bloodline operated silently within his body, rapidly repairing and mending every tiny crack.

The repaired magic circuit is wider and more resilient than before, and the amount and intensity of magic it can carry have also been significantly increased.

The seventh lap.

As the magic completed its seventh full cycle and returned to the sea of ​​consciousness, a flame suddenly appeared at the core of the ever-shining phantom of the blood moon, then abruptly expanded...

Blazing bright!

The color of the flames changed from a deep, dark red to a blazing orange-gold, and then further transformed into a pure light that was almost incandescent and seemed capable of burning the soul!

This light burst forth so brightly that it illuminated every corner and every inch of darkness in the sea of ​​consciousness as if it were daytime!

At the very top of that incandescent flame, a sudden change occurred!

A slowly rotating dark red vortex materialized and appeared out of thin air!

It was about a foot in diameter and hovered above the flames.

Like a dark red nebula compressed to its limit by an invisible force, its interior is deep and mysterious, seemingly containing endless secrets.

At the center of the vortex, a fine, solid spiritual force, like liquid mercury, was slowly flowing and rotating, like a river meandering in absolute darkness.

Blood Moon Vortex.

The outward manifestation of a mid-level wizard apprentice's spirit, marking the initial condensation and qualitative change of their spiritual power.

Having completed his promotion, Motu slowly opened his eyes.

Deep within the golden vertical pupils, a dark red nebula seemed to flash by.

He raised his right forepaw, which was covered with scales that shimmered with a deep blue and bronze luster, and looked down at the back of the claw.

Between the gaps in the scales, a faint yet clearly visible dark red halo was now uncontrollably emanating from them.

This is an energy phenomenon caused by the natural outflow and radiation of spiritual power after its initial external manifestation and qualitative change.

He had a slight thought and tried to stir up his emotions.

He deliberately conjured up Matthew's twisted, crazed, deformed face in his mind, as well as Calder's cold, condescending, indifferent gaze.

An unnamed rage rose from the depths of his heart.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the dark red blood moon vortex suddenly accelerated its rotation speed!

An invisible, scorching mental wave then spread out!

The air temperature inside the stone house suddenly rose by several degrees!

The candle flame, which had been burning steadily, suddenly shot upwards and swayed violently, as if blown violently by an invisible wind!

Motu immediately took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing and calming his surging anger.

The vortex in the sea of ​​consciousness slowed down, the overflowing mental fluctuations subsided, the temperature in the room dropped rapidly, and the candle flame returned to a steady state.

Controllable.

He understood.

It turns out that those high-level wizards exert influence by relying on their immense spiritual power, communicating with the elemental mediums of heaven and earth, and acting on the real world in this way.

Motu had a better understanding of the situation.

Then, he raised his right claw again, immersing his mind in his sea of ​​consciousness, attempting to guide the newly formed, condensed spiritual power to cast a signature spell belonging to a mid-level wizard apprentice.

【The pull of blood】.

He had glimpsed the principle of this spell by chance in a fragment of Matthew's notes, and had also read an outline of it in the Wizarding Manual given to him by Akino.

That is to transform specially converted spiritual power into a subtle traction field targeting the blood.

The caster must use their mental power to lock onto the blood within the target's body, creating a tiny magical resonance point inside, thereby guiding the blood to flow in the direction of the resonance.

He locked onto the corner of the stone house, at the abandoned ore that had been dented by the [Gray Touch].

With a thought, several extremely fine, pale red energy threads, almost transparent in color, quietly extended from the gaps in the scales on his claws.

They are neither physical entities nor pure light, but rather manifestations of highly condensed spiritual energy.

It was even more subtle and ethereal than the beam of light from the [Gray Touch], like an invisible spider silk.

One end of the thin thread was firmly connected to the tip of his claw, while the other end floated and extended towards the ore.

Controlled by the blue dragon's consciousness, the fine threads gently wrapped around the surface of the ore, circled twice, and then—released.

The ore remained completely still.

It's not that the ore has strong magic resistance, but rather that the underlying logic of this spell dictates that it can only be applied to living targets with blood flowing through their bodies.

However, Motu's current attempt was merely to familiarize himself with and practice this method of converting and releasing mental energy, rather than actually casting a spell.

He withdrew those dark red spiritual threads, but the shocking scene he had witnessed in the Dark Forest long ago involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

The gray-eyed wizard simply raised his hand and made a grabbing motion from a distance.

A massive, high-ranking rock-armored lizard, large enough to easily crush him and Shark White, had its surging blood forcibly extracted from its seven orifices and the gaps in its scales, as if gripped by an invisible giant hand.

It transformed into a thick mist of blood, continuously flowing into a crystal bottle in the wizard's hand!

In just ten breaths, a once vibrant giant beast was reduced to a withered, emaciated corpse!

At the time, he couldn't understand what kind of power it was; he only felt it was terrifying and unpredictable.

Now that he has just entered the intermediate apprentice stage and mastered the [Blood Pull], the Blue Dragon is finally able to understand the underlying logic of the spells cast by that gray-eyed wizard.

That is likely an advanced version of [Blood Pull], perhaps a higher-level spell called "Blood Plunder" or "Life Drain".

In essence, it is also about manipulating blood.

However, in terms of scope, intensity, efficiency, and depth of interference with the essence of life, it is far beyond what a mid-level apprentice like him, who has just condensed the Blood Moon Vortex, can achieve.

The road ahead is still long.

Mo Tu regained his composure and focused his attention back on himself.

He carefully sensed the slowly rotating blood moon vortex in his sea of ​​consciousness, as well as the expanded and strengthened magical circuits within his body.

Intermediate wizard apprentice.

This rank brings not only a qualitative change in mental power and the unlocking of a new spell, but also an overall increase in magical capacity.

A comprehensive improvement in control precision and depth of spell understanding.