What kind of wizard are you if you don't have any entries?

In the Wizarding World.

Level 1, 2, and 3 wizard apprentices are considered low-level wizard apprentices.

Even novice wizards can meditate, cast spells, and even master certain magical arts.

However, wizards at this stage are unable to open up magic pools and have difficulty controlling large amounts of magic power.

The opening of the magic pool is the hallmark of the difference between intermediate and junior wizard apprentices.

However, although low-level wizard apprentices cannot open magic pools, a wizard's body itself can contain magic power.

Moreover, the more powerful the affixes, the stronger the magic power itself will be, and the more magic power it can contain.

A wizard's strength is closely related to the quantity and quality of the vocabulary they possess.

Inside the dimly lit stone house.

In meditation, Vilin slowly released his spiritual tentacles.

For wizard apprentices, mental power is concentrated in their minds, making it impossible to directly touch the world through mental energy.

But for Valin, who possesses [spiritual tentacles], extending his spiritual tentacles to the world around him is the right way to go.

As the more than one-meter-long spiritual tentacle stretched out, Verin's senses rapidly expanded, as if shackles had been broken.

The surrounding magical particles were clearly visible.

The whispers of passersby outside were clearly overheard.

"Squeak..."

"Squeak..."

Inside the mouse trail in the corner of the house, the sounds of mice communicating rose and fell.

"Squeak...food..."

"Squeak... Hungry..."

Although Vilin could understand some of it by guessing, he didn't have any terms like "beast whisperer" or "rat whisperer" and couldn't truly understand the rats' communication.

"The scent of these gray rats is clearly mixed with some chaotic fluctuations, and there's also a hint of blood. Is the gray rat lair deep underground about to erupt again?"

Verin took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, while rubbing his temples.

The Cavern of Demons is not only a nightmare memory deep in the heart of "Vellin", but also the source and breeding ground for many terrible disasters in the wizarding world.

When some terrible "rule-related calamities" erupt, they can even affect the entire wizarding world.

Legend has it that deep within the mines beneath the Holy Ship lies a place called the "Grey Rat Cavern."

Every time an outbreak occurs, some unlucky ones are dragged deep into the mine by the gray rats.

While pondering, Verin composed himself and focused his attention on this breakthrough.

"My mental strength is strong enough, and I've also studied the breakthrough method of the [Crimson Tentacle Meditation Technique] to a great extent. If I don't succeed the first time, I'll try a few more times until I succeed."

With his mind focused, Verin began to attempt a breakthrough using the methods described in the "Crimson Tentacle Meditation Method."

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At dawn, the light of day gradually illuminates the dark stone house.

"Squeak!"

The window was pushed open, and fresh air rushed in.

A slight smile appeared on Verin's somewhat pale and composed face.

Last night, Verin's attempt to break through was not smooth. Either his mental strength was not concentrated enough, or the frequency and rhythm of his magic adjustment were not right, or the depth of his meditation was not deep enough.

As Verin gradually figured out the trick, he optimized and adjusted various aspects, and in the middle of the night, with everything prepared, he naturally completed his promotion to the second-level wizard apprentice.

The soul serves as the core point of qualitative change, guiding the transformation of spiritual power, followed by magic, and finally sweeping across the entire body.

After meditating and adjusting in the latter half of the night, Verin had stabilized his status as a second-level wizard apprentice.

I returned to bed and sat cross-legged to meditate.

Verin meticulously experienced the tremendous changes in every aspect after being promoted to a second-level wizard apprentice.

"First and foremost, the most obvious is mental strength."

"Previously, the mental tentacles could only lift books and move chairs."

"Now, my mental tentacles are tough and flexible, able to easily lift chairs; in addition, they can also perform some whipping motions, and can also condense into shields to defend against some soul-type attacks. Compared to level one, my mental power has increased dramatically."

"Then there's the magic that's crucial for wizards."

At this moment, the gentle magic flowed slowly through Vilin's body, nourishing his soul and body without showing any destructive power.

If Verin were willing, he could use incantations to guide the magic, which contains the power of nurturing and nourishing, and it would instantly unleash a terrifying destructive force.

"According to the information in the Wizard's Handbook, I possess the Gold-tier abbreviation, so my soul, magic, and body will all be nurtured by the [Golden Source]."

"Although I am only a second-level wizard apprentice, my magical strength is probably no weaker than that of ordinary third-level wizard apprentices."

With a slight clench of his fist, a powerful and profound force surged from his body, and his magic was mobilized accordingly.

With his considerable magical power and impressive physical strength, the overall improvement in his abilities made Verin even more excited about his upcoming wizarding journey.

Huang Jinjie has deeply appreciated the significant role of the term "entry point" during this period.

The more this is the case, the more eager he becomes to acquire new terms.

"Squeak..."

"Squeak...delicious...flesh and blood..."

Just as Vilin was preparing to meditate for a while.

An unusual commotion came from deep underground in the corner of the wall, with the squeaking of gray squirrels mixed with some kind of eerie and unsettling sound.

It was as if... it wasn't the hiss of a gray rat, but more like the whisper of some kind of monster.

Vilin silently observed all of this with his spiritual tentacles.

Before long, a commotion arose outside, and the wizard apprentices were gathering, as if something had happened.

Verin got up and walked outside. Wizard apprentices dressed in gray wizard robes were gathered in front of a stone house.

Several wizard guards dressed in blood-red wizard robes, with staffs and sword badges hanging on their chests, were maintaining order.

The wizard apprentices whispered amongst themselves.

"It's that guy, Isolde."

"Although it's been gnawed beyond recognition by the gray rats, it's definitely that guy."

"Damn it, have those rats gone mad? How dare they attack a wizard apprentice directly?"

"I heard that Isolde was very talented in alchemy, but I didn't expect that at this crucial moment, he would be bitten to death by a gray rat. What's more, he didn't seem to make any sound of distress."

"Are you drunk?"

"I don't know!"

"Perhaps someone is sabotaging us in the dark."

The crowd was buzzing with discussion, while in the corner, Vilin's eyes narrowed slightly.

Isolde, an alchemy apprentice, is quite famous in the alchemy workshop. It is said that the alchemical products he makes are of excellent quality, making him a strong contender for the alchemy apprentice examination.

This very talented guy suddenly died at this crucial juncture.

Verin naturally wouldn't believe that there wasn't something fishy going on.

"Has the conflict already begun?"

Verin lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.

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