Wizard: I'm leveling up by AFK in another world

grunt.

In reality, the muddy paste in the crucible becomes clear.

The impurities with side effects dissipated, leaving only a light blue liquid emanating a faint chill.

"It seems to have been a success."

Claire wiped the sweat from her brow, a hint of joy flashing in her eyes.

Whether it was the "sweet pain" or psionic energy, this was the first time he had used it on an unproven prescription.

Therefore, it seems that success can not only be replicated, but is also very easy to achieve.

Claire took out a glass bottle, ready to collect the liquid.

However, when he raised his hand, he felt that his arm was weak and powerless.

The sluggish senses finally returned, and I realized that my body had been acting strangely for some time.

However, before Claire could even process what was happening, her eyelids closed uncontrollably, and her body went limp.

"What's going on?"

Claire only had time for the thought to flash through his mind before his consciousness was forcibly pulled from his body.

When he opened his eyes again, all he could see was a hazy, gray fog.

"Have I arrived in the deeper spirit world again?"

This time, the journey lacked the unsettling sense of sheer size and alienation of the first one, and Claire quickly regained her composure.

In addition, the gray fog in front of us was no longer empty, but was filled with many huge shadows.

Claire tried using his mental powers, and the gray fog in front of him thinned slightly, allowing him to see the shapes of the shadows.

It looks familiar.

"This is... Silver Tree Island?"

He observed closely, somewhat incredulously, and saw the terrain features of the Ironblood Continent in another place.

These shadowy patches are actually fragments of the Silver Tree Ring world!

They should be projections of the real world in the deep spiritual realm, so they only show the appearance of the world itself, without any living beings.

Claire suddenly realized that since she was able to get here, could there be other wizards with psychic powers here as well?

With a thought, he flew toward the floating fragments of the world.

Unfortunately, he searched for quite a while but found no living creatures other than himself.

The silence suddenly became as oppressive as a mountain, and Claire once again felt that unpleasant sense of alienation she had experienced before.

The problem is, he doesn't know how to escape from the spirit world.

Claire thought for a moment and decided to approach a piece of debris to take a look.

To his surprise, upon approaching the fragment projection, he discovered that it was surrounded by invisible, semi-transparent chains.

These eerie chains bind each fragment together, allowing them to approach each other but never to merge.

Claire glanced at the chains a couple more times and felt a suffocating despair rise in her heart.

This despair seemed to have traversed billions of years, condensing the cries and struggles of countless souls, taking root in Claire's heart.

They were imprisoned there for a long time.

Countless ages ago, or even longer.

Although she didn't understand why all this was happening, Claire had a vague feeling that what this deep spiritual projection represented actually existed in reality.

The scattered fragments of the world represent the overlap between the two worlds of Silver Tree Island and Iron Blood Continent.

The chains binding the fragments of the world may be the crisis facing the conquering legions, and the reason why high-ranking wizards like Balman have been unable to reorganize the legions.

"This looks really bad... What happened?!"

Claire was horrified to discover that her soul was drifting uncontrollably in a certain direction.

No matter how much he struggled, his speed of drifting away remained unchanged.

It was as if an unseen black hole was hidden in that churning gray fog.

Claire quickly gave up resisting and tried to use her mental energy to spy.

Gradually, a strange light appeared in that direction.

It presents a constantly changing color—sometimes as brilliant as a rainbow, sometimes as dark as an abyss.

As she got closer, Claire saw that the orb of light was surrounded by countless tiny, rune-like things.

These little creatures are screaming, laughing, and dancing.

"What the hell is that?!"

Claire instinctively wanted to back away, but his soul seemed to be drawn to a magnet, unable to move at all.

He could only watch helplessly as he crashed into the light and was surrounded by noisy runes.

hum!

After a brief, intense dizziness, a warm feeling enveloped him.

Claire couldn't help but squint, feeling as if she had returned to her mother's womb.

Immediately afterwards, fragmented images flashed through his mind:

A tall tower floating in the clouds, where countless mages dressed in star-patterned robes are holding some kind of grand ceremony.

A silver seed fell from the sky, took root on the mountaintop, and instantly grew into a towering tree.

A massive beam of light sliced ​​through the ocean, revealing a city that had been sleeping on the seabed.

……

The image finally freezes.

It was a bronze door.

The ancient door was ajar, and a faint, deep blue light shone through the crack.

"..."

A loud voice rang in Claire's ears without her noticing, as if it had always been there.

It must be some kind of language, but he couldn't understand it at all.

Except for the last sentence.

"cost……"

call out!call out!call out!

The deep blue light behind the door seemed to come alive, transforming into three streams of light that suddenly rushed towards Claire.

"what!"

A searing pain shot through Claire, and she felt as if her soul was being burned through.

……

……

Bang bang bang!

Claire sprang up from the lab bench, knocking over a row of test tubes and causing a crisp shattering sound.

My heart was pounding wildly in my chest, as if it were about to break my ribs.

He looked around, still shaken.

A dimly lit laboratory, a foul-smelling orc cage, and a bottle of blue potion lying quietly on the table.

Everything felt incredibly real...

Probably.

Claire instinctively covered her chest.

A strange feeling drew him into the sea of ​​his mind.

On the open pages of "The Scroll of Time" on the sea surface, three marks were clearly visible.

The mark has a vortex-like geometric structure and emits a deep blue light.

The moment Claire saw the mark, she knew what it was.

Simply put, they were three one-time-use spirit world teleportation portals.

Consuming one mark will temporarily open a spacetime portal to the world known to Claire.

Could this be the legendary gift from the spirit world?

He examined the intricate structure of the mark repeatedly, feeling that it was simply the most beautiful thing in the entire universe.

With it, he could retreat to Five Flower Island at any time and withdraw unscathed from the current seemingly bankrupt interdimensional conquest.

If he wants to.

"Calm down, calm down."

Claire forced herself to take a deep breath to calm her wildly beating heart.

After reason regained control of her mind, Claire also realized that there was something wrong with the imprint.

First of all, such a rare item being possessed by a mere mediocre apprentice like him could bring trouble if others found out.

Secondly, the knowledge that comes with the mark does not mention any limitations on its use, but he is reluctant to expend one to try it out.

And just before his consciousness returned to reality, he clearly heard the word "cost" appear in the voice from that unknown source.

This is clearly not a good word.

"It's best not to use it unless absolutely necessary."