Wizard: Starts with Advanced Meditation

"BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!!"

A violent explosion occurred in the area of ​​Sotadis, blowing away the surrounding cloud golems, while Sotadis, who was at the very center of the explosion, was already reduced to ashes.

Fortunately, the source of the explosion was the ice spear on Sotadis's body, which not only did not affect Hughes in the distance, but also directly interrupted Sotadis's self-destruction.

With Sotadis's death, the battle was finally over. Hughes looked down at his right hand, where the chilling aura of the ice spear still lingered on his fingertips.

Hughes has already applied some of the knowledge in the notes. The flowing blue light is Hughes' compressed ice element energy, and its explosive power far exceeds the Frost Blast spell he casts at full power.

Hughes looked ahead at the battlefield. The black-robed figures from before had completely disappeared, leaving only some tattered clothing.

Meanwhile, the cloud golems around them were "carrying" the storage bags they had taken from their bodies and drifting towards Cyrus's cabin.

This battle was unusually easy, mainly thanks to the protection of the cube, which allowed him to unleash his sorcery and the astonishing combat power of these cloud golems.

Hughes glanced back at Booth and saw that the other was already floating towards Cyrus's cabin, so he quickly followed, preparing to find Cyrus and find out the truth of the matter.

Looking at the mist demon in front of him, and recalling the scene of the other party easily shattering the golden net, Hughes couldn't help but wonder - was it really only a third-class apprentice?

Soon, Hughes followed Booth to Cyrus's cabin, the only intact building in the entire town.

The rest of the cabins were breached by the cloud golems during the battle, and the "homeless" cloud golems gathered around the cabins.

Upon entering, Hughes witnessed a scene he would never forget—Syrus was sitting in a chair, holding Redigan's head in his hands, his mouth already close to the other's forehead.

Upon seeing Hughes enter, Cyrus did not stop what he was doing. With a flash of red light in his eyes, two long, thin fangs suddenly emerged from his mouth.

"Crunch—"

The fangs easily pierced Redigan's skull, and then Cyrus made a sucking motion. With a "slurping" sound, Redigan's head gradually shrank.

Finally, the flesh of Reddig's head had been completely absorbed by Cyrus, while the embedded crystal had long since dimmed and fallen to the ground.

"call--"

After enjoying the "delicious food," Cyrus tilted his head back comfortably, the crimson light in his eyes intensifying.

As the red light in his eyes disappeared, Cyrus's wrinkles lessened, and even his full head of white hair was mixed with some black.

Cyrus casually tossed the head away, while Booth, who was next to Hughes, flew over quickly and swallowed the head into his mouth.

The two worked together seamlessly, clearly not for the first time. Hughes couldn't help but think of Cyrus's frequent trips out on errands, perhaps he was on his way to find "prey".

Hughes couldn't help but take a few steps back, while secretly preparing the boundary anchor, ready to teleport directly to the dormitory.

"Hughes—"

Just then, Cyrus looked over, his eyes still so languid, as if nothing had happened.

"Don't worry, I didn't directly absorb his brain. It was just the vampire's 'blood absorption,' which I can't release out of thin air for the time being. I just need to make direct contact with the target."

"I'm not one of those disgusting bio-engineers who eat all sorts of weird stuff."

As he spoke, Cyrus pulled out a blood-red book from his pocket, the very one he had been reading.

"It all started with this: a book that recorded some knowledge about vampire magic."

Cyrus shook the book in his hand.

"My full name is Cyrus Tunotian, yes, the same family as the group that just attacked us."

This information didn't surprise Hughes, after all, there were plenty of instances of wizarding families killing each other.

Most wizards are also self-interested, and the establishment of families is also to have more collaborators who can be trusted with a forced degree.

Cyrus's gaze suddenly deepened; he put down his book, his thoughts drifting back to the past:

"Our ancestors once secretly went to the Blood Domain without the Golden Crown's permission and brought back this book."

"This book is written in the language of the vampires. In the early stages of developing the Oren Plane, some linguists had the experience of learning the vampires' language in order to facilitate communication with them."

"So from then on, the family followed their example and began to send family members to various places to learn the language of vampires from the linguists' territories—I was one of them."

"Later, after several people became proficient in the vampire language, the family's higher-ups had them translate this book to learn the vampire knowledge recorded within."

"Of course, that includes me."

"But later, we discovered that over thousands of years, the vampires had actually created their own unique magical language—and their blood magic could be cast using either Esso or their magical language."

At this point, Booth walked over from not far away, holding an unidentified drink in his hands. Cyrus stopped and drank the entire contents of the drink.

Hughes took the opportunity to digest the information that Cyrus had just revealed.

"In other words, the vampires have independently integrated their knowledge into the Esso language!"

Hughes was startled, realizing that it was no wonder so many people would try to sneak into the Blood Domain.

Wizards in Maransel need to apply to enter the Blood Domain. After all, the vampires are developing very quickly, and if a wizard were to expose their core knowledge, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Of course, some also sneak over, their purpose being to learn vampire magic or obtain the symbolic blood of the vampires.

The sole purpose of doing this is to gain powerful vitality.

Vampires are truly the envy of wizards who worship eternity. They don't need potions; they can heal injuries and even extend their lifespan simply by drinking blood.

This may also be why the Golden Ring Crown is willing to allow the vampires to re-develop in the Blood Domain—every year the Golden Ring Crown requests some vampires from the Blood Domain to study their physical structure.

Similarly, other forces will inevitably covet the knowledge of the vampires.

Wizards like the Tunotian family, who went to the Blood Domain to study without official permission, were called "Blood Thief Wizards"—or simply "Blood Wizards."

After finishing his drink, Cyrus continued:

"The family had no choice but to send people to the Blood Domain again to learn their magical language in order to fully translate this book."

"Since I had already qualified to become a linguist and had just been promoted to a full-fledged wizard, my family once again sent me to the Blood Domain to learn their magical language."