Wizard, I have a game board.

Chapter 297 Stiffness
"If I'm not mistaken, the place where I made contact should be the location of the plane's origin cluster," Francis thought to himself.

Both the information on the list of civilized information exchanges and his heartfelt sense of warmth can corroborate his speculation.

"By reflecting the characteristics of the three layers, one can faintly perceive the existence of the fundamental group of the plane."

Francis gazed at the dazzling primordial container, his mind a jumble of thoughts. "However, the formal traction is still a long way off."

"I don't know if I'll be able to meet the standards for formal traction after I've mapped all the features."

He has fused a total of six traits, which is more than any other speaker in the Wizarding Alliance.

If even he couldn't reach the formal traction standard after reflecting all six characteristics, then only a handful of people like Lor and Van En could achieve this quickly.

At that moment, he gained a profound understanding of the difficulty of achieving the seventh ring.

However, compared to other civilizations, he considered himself lucky, or rather, all wizards who could achieve the sixth ring were lucky.

The reason is simple: for wizards, special characteristics are simply byproducts of their growth path. They have a high probability of being born as long as a fourth-circle or higher wizarding fusion is performed.

Unlike other civilizations, which only a very small number of beings can comprehend a rudimentary law after reaching the sixth rank and obtain the ticket to advance to the seventh rank, they don't need to.

"Even if those beings who have barely grasped the rudiments of the laws obtain an entry ticket, they probably don't have much life left to live, let alone break through to the seventh rank." Francis thought to himself, putting himself in their shoes, and remained silent.

He simply couldn't imagine how desperate he would feel if he were in that situation.

Compared to this, the limitation of sorcery slots in the wizarding system is hardly a flaw at all.

Or rather, it is an advantage that countless living beings dream of.

After all, as long as they continue to integrate, unique characteristics will eventually emerge, and who wouldn't envy that?
December 9, 7655 in the Wizarding Calendar.

On the continent of Betura, at the top floor of the Lor Wizard Tower, in the study.

"Get in!" Lor merged the last point of intersection between the spatial locking spell and the spatial jump spell.

"Crackling—whooshing—"

The primordial container expanded slightly, causing ripples to spread throughout the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

"Open the game panel." Ignoring the sea of ​​consciousness that was behaving much the same as before, Lor returned his mental energy to reality and issued the command in his mind.

Looking at the semi-transparent panel that appeared in front of him, his gaze quickly swept over the other information and then fixed on the spatial jump spell with some tension.

Upon closer examination, the Space Jump Magic has integrated six magic slots, reaching the same level as the Space-Time Domain Magic.

The Spacetime Domain Magic failed to achieve the potential to break through to the seventh ring, but its characteristics merged on their own. It is unknown whether the Space Jump Magic will undergo different changes at this juncture.

Spatial Jump Magic (6.9 ring) (No 7th ring magic slot available, cannot be upgraded)

Features: (See Chapter 292 for details on features 1-3, and Chapter 293 for details on features 4-5)
6: Spatial anchor points can anchor space, greatly enhancing the connection between the anchor point and any other spatial characteristics.

7: Spatial Lock: Can lock space, greatly enhancing the accuracy of various spatial spells.

"Still a little short?" Seeing this result, Lor sighed inwardly.

Although I was mentally prepared, some disappointment was still inevitable.

He has now used up four of his remaining fifth-ring spell slots, leaving only three sixth-ring spell slots.

The best-case scenario is that the Space-Time Domain Magic and the Space Jump Magic each merge into one more magic spell to officially advance to the seventh ring of magic, and then slightly enhance the Great Collapse Magic for the remaining magic spell slot.

Of course, besides advancing through witchcraft, he has another way to become stronger: by fusing traits.

However, this can only be implemented after a specific method for starting it is discovered.

“I’ve basically incorporated all the spells that greatly enhance spatial imprints. What should I incorporate next?” Lore suppressed his chaotic thoughts, took out the continental communicator, and began searching for other spatial basic runes suitable for incorporating into spatial jump spells.

Over the past thousands of years, through the exploration of the microscopic world of the sea of ​​consciousness by generations of third-ring space wizards, the functional space basic runes have been supplemented by more than a hundred types, greatly enriching his choices.

For this reason, he was momentarily at a loss as to which functional space base rune to choose.

Perhaps this can be considered a happy kind of trouble.

After searching for a while, his gaze finally settled on a spatial basic rune that looked slightly simpler than the other functional spatial basic runes.

“Spatial perception.” Lor stared at the rune, a sense of hesitation settling in his mind.

If he integrates this spatial basic rune into spatial leap magic, there will be a 'certain probability' that he can extend his perception through the spatial imprint and observe the surrounding situation.

This means that the spatial imprint is no longer just a teleportation coordinate, but can also become his eyes.

However, based on his deductions, this perception should be limited. He estimated that even if it were raised to the level of the seventh ring, it would only be able to observe the situation of one plane group.

He also greatly admired another basic spatial concealment rune that allowed spatial imprints to be hidden deeper and less likely to be discovered by other beings.

Spatial imprints are not indestructible; they can be erased as long as the power of an attack reaches the same level as their essence and finds them.

Even if he raises his spatial jump magic to the seventh ring, he will still be unable to escape if his spatial mark encounters a seventh-tier threshold attack. Some sixth-tier, eight-star beings known for their powerful attacks can easily reach this level.

"Perception. Concealment." After hesitating for a moment, Lor ultimately chose spatial perception.

Anyway, his main activity area is now within a single plane group, so the limitations of spatial perception are practically non-existent.

If a spatial imprint is discovered and destroyed, he can simply use other nearby spatial imprints to get there, deal with the destroyer, and then place a new imprint.

For now, spatial awareness is indeed more useful than spatial concealment.

Having made his decision, Lor immediately immersed himself in creating spatial perception magic.

December 1, 7685 in the Wizarding Calendar.

"rustle--"

Lor was writing down his recent deductions about spatial perception magic on parchment.

Just then, he suddenly sensed a communication request coming from the mainland communicator in his spatial ring.

This communication request wasn't urgent, but he happened to sense it and took it out to look at it.

"Speaker Francis?" Lor raised an eyebrow slightly upon seeing that the suffix of the incoming communication was Francis, and answered the call with considerable curiosity.

A curtain of light appeared in front of him.

"Speaker Lorre, are you free right now?" Francis asked with a smile in the light screen.

"Yes, what happened today?" Lor nodded and asked in return.

He had just finished summarizing one stage of the spatial perception magic and hadn't yet started deduce the next stage, so it wouldn't be a problem for him to take some time to deal with other things.

"Haha, today is the day Sanchez 'paves' for your fame in the arena."

Francis reminded him, "He's already in the arena, don't you want to go and see him?"

"Research is important, but occasional relaxation can be beneficial to research."

"Hey, I completely forgot about that." Lor said with a wry smile, "You're right, we really should go take a look."

Sanchez's entry into the arena was a great joy for all the high-ranking members of the Wizarding Alliance—a good opportunity to relax that they couldn't miss.

After thanking Francis, Lor hung up the communication, released his senses, and touched the ring on his right hand that had evolved from the Second World. In the Second World, in the main hall of the dark wizard's tower at the top floor.

"Open the 'Arena' game and search for the arena number where the strongest in the Abyss is located," Lor transmitted the request to the dream space.

The search has found the serial number and the arena where the code name 'Abyss Supreme Warrior' is located.

The arena where it is located is a mid-level arena, and watching it requires 100 Dream Points.

Spectator/No.

“Yes, enter the spectator mode,” Lor confirmed.

The next instant, his Dream Points balance was reduced by one hundred points, and his surroundings suddenly changed.

A layer of emerald green light, with a diameter of tens of millions of miles, appeared in front of him, while Francis, Lewandowski, Kateya, Agular, and more than thirty others stood on his left, right, and in front of him.

Even Sanchez's gladiatorial combat failed to persuade all the speakers to put down their experiments and watch the fight.

Lor was able to come simply because he had just finished a summary of an experiment.

"Lore."

"tutor."

"Lord Lor"

“Speaker Lor”.

As soon as Lor appeared, the council members and their relatives from the Wizarding Alliance nodded or bowed to him.

Lor smiled and nodded, looking towards the arena. Seeing Sanchez staring at them alone, he asked Francis beside him, "What's going on? Why isn't he calling for a fight? What's he doing looking over here?"

“I think he’s waiting for us all to arrive,” Francis replied without hesitation.

"Hmm, that makes sense." Lor couldn't help but chuckle.

"Hahaha--"

The others present couldn't help but laugh when they heard the conversation between the two.

Sanchez, who was inside the arena, saw a group of people laughing and grinned as well.

He couldn't hear the conversation, but everyone was laughing, so he couldn't very well be a loner.
A minute later, seeing that no one else had come in, Sanchez sighed with regret and signaled to the arena that the gladiatorial combat should begin.

The next instant, the arena entered a thirty-second countdown.

Sanchez immediately activated his Bloodline True Form, transforming into a colossal being tens of thousands of miles tall, surrounded by layers upon layers of thick, purple abyssal energy.

He had previously promised to pave the way for Lor's second gladiator fight, so he had to go all out.

Otherwise, if he were to suffer a humiliating defeat in front of so many people, where would he put his face?
29.
28.
At the 27th second, three pale blue, starfish-like sixth-order creatures, about half a meter tall, appeared beside Lor and the others.

They ignored Lor and the others, and looked straight at the arena.

"Huh, is this a sixth-order creature of the flesh and blood system?" a starfish exclaimed in surprise.

"Ha, Zebu is really lucky."

“Indeed, flesh-and-blood beings pose little threat to our race, especially since Zebu has also comprehended a rudimentary form of a water-based law.”

"I really envy it. I hope I can encounter a flesh-and-blood creature next time I'm in the arena."

The starfish chattered and chirped, constantly expressing their envy of their companions.

Lor and the others exchanged glances, a hint of a smile flashing in their eyes, but they said nothing.

Theoretically speaking, aquatic creatures do have a certain suppressive power over some bloodline factions, after all, softness overcomes hardness.

However, this suppression does not include bloodline wizards with their many methods, nor does it include abyss wizards.

It should be noted that Sanchez, who has fused five abyssal bloodlines into one, possesses the Eye Demon talent. A super-enhanced version of the abyssal ray could cause even the so-called sixth-tier, nine-star beings to suffer a great loss if they are not careful.

As for the starfish's claim of comprehending a rudimentary form of a water-based law, let's leave that aside.

22.
twenty one
As the arena countdown reached twenty seconds, a starfish carrying a million-mile-long pale blue water elemental barrier descended upon Sanchez.

"Haha, flesh-and-blood type, you're unlucky to have met me, this is a sure thing." The starfish laughed happily the moment it saw Sanchez.

"Hmm?" Sanchez raised an eyebrow slightly.

He didn't think this guy was that strong either; that light blue water element barrier seemed as fragile as paper to him.

Let alone now, even during the fourth ring era, it could be easily torn apart with the Abyss Ray.

How could someone look down on such a weak opponent?

Sanchez fell into deep thought.

3
2
1.
The countdown is over.

Sanchez abandoned his thoughts and opened the Abyss Eye between his brows, unleashing an Abyss Ray at the excited starfish.

There are hardly any spectators in the arena right now, so he has no interest in procrastinating. The eight-star and nine-star challenge is where he can truly shine.

"call--"

The abyssal ray, deep purple and almost black, ripped through the void and struck the pale blue barrier at a speed that the starfish could not even react to.

"puff--"

The pale blue barrier shattered instantly like a bubble, and an extremely terrifying bombardment force surged inward from the point where the barrier broke.

Before the abyssal rays could even reach it, the starfish was compressed into nothingness by the swirling domain.

Quiet.

Dead silence.

The once lively group of starfish suddenly fell silent, staring blankly at the arena, at a loss for what to do.

"Tsk, this guy's Abyss Ray is really powerful, it's probably already reached the threshold of the seventh ring power, right?" Francis clicked his tongue.

“He’s still a little short.” Vincentia shook his head slightly. “His energy attacks are ultimately inferior to his physical body, but he’s not far from that threshold.”

“It is indeed still lacking.” Lor nodded in agreement.

"Fine, whatever you two say goes." Francis shrugged helplessly.

He hadn't reached that level, so he wasn't entirely clear on the details.
wrong!

Lor agreed with Vincentia's words. Does this mean...?
Francis turned his head and stared stiffly at Lor.

Elemental wizards, mechanical wizards, and abyss wizards are all different. They cannot achieve their full potential overnight. They need to create, fuse, and optimize their magic step by step in order to maximize their potential.

How long has it been since this guy broke through to the sixth ring?

Is this already touching the threshold of the Seventh Ring Road?
(End of this chapter)