Wizard: Starts with Advanced Meditation

The sky of the Oren plane is dazzling; the countless stars alone are enough to illuminate the entire firmament.

In this sea of ​​stars, there is one particularly special area where the stars are arranged in the most orderly fashion, orbiting each other and forming five dazzling star rings.

Moreover, as if calibrated by an invisible hand, these five star rings are interlocked, and when viewed from the ground, they appear as if a dazzling concentric ring is hanging in the sky.

At the very center of the concentric rings, a giant sphere is suspended.

This sphere is the "Sun and Moon" of the Oren plane, but it is not a natural celestial body. Instead, it is a creation of a high-ranking wizard from the wizard plane.

They replaced the "sun and moon" of the Oren plane, and took charge of the alternation of day and night and light and darkness in the sky.

As for the original "Sun and Moon" celestial bodies of the Oren plane, it is said that they were taken away by high-ranking wizards for research.

Meanwhile, the night sphere had automatically turned a translucent white, and the flowing moonlight reached an exquisite balcony, falling upon Elena inside.

She wore a milky white long dress, the hem of which draped over the cold marble surface, completely covering her slender, jade-like legs, with two glimpses of her fair skin peeking out.

Irene stood quietly on the balcony, her delicate collarbone glowing even whiter in the moonlight. Her fingertips rested lightly on the balcony railing, and her gaze gently shifted downwards, looking down at the silent academy.

The college was sparsely lit, and the once bustling scene was now completely silent. The cold wind carrying snowflakes gently brushed against her hair.

After gazing for an unknown amount of time, Irene suddenly turned around, stepped barefoot across the fine carpet on the floor, and walked step by step toward the tightly closed wooden door of the room.

"Buzz—"

As the runes on the door panel flashed, the hinges suddenly turned, and with a "click," the door slowly opened.

Outside the door, a thick, inky black mist waited silently. As soon as the door opened, without any warning, it surged in like a living thing and clung to her delicate body.

Irene did not resist. Instead, she naturally closed the door, then walked to the table and let the black mist flow into her body.

As the last wisp of black mist entered her chest, Irene's pupils suddenly turned cold, and then she parted her thin lips slightly, muttering to herself:

"Interesting. I can't sense any of Bevic's berserk mark on Hughes at all!"

"And what's more, he's only a third-class apprentice!"

As she spoke, her cold, beautiful brows furrowed, and she reached into the drawer and pulled out a crystal that was entirely blood red.

"But what surprised me most was that 'they' had already arrived on the continent of Maransel ahead of schedule, and it seems they've even clashed with the humans here?"

"Isn't it not time for the 'ceremony' yet? What are those old guys up to?"

Then, Elena tapped the crystal, and several blood-red marks appeared on its surface, indicating that the crystal was a communication crystal.

"Tsk, this is troublesome. Who will be coming this time? Catalanti? Aldec? Or perhaps Imos?... "

Elena muttered several names as she typed information into the blood-red communication crystal.

"Now is not the time to come... The Golden Crown seems to have sensed that something is wrong..."

Shortly after, the communication crystal flashed, and Elena picked it up to examine it, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Very good, they probably haven't realized my purpose yet. This is probably just a preliminary trip to get used to the battlefield environment."

"Click—"

After putting the communication crystal into the drawer, Elena sighed softly, got up, and walked to the balcony again.

Her gaze swept across the brilliant night sky, through the menacing hole at the top of the protective shield in the distance, and finally landed on the giant sphere radiating a milky white light.

"Phew... Will the ceremony really succeed?"

"This is really troublesome. I told them not to rush, but they ignored my warnings and sent people into Maranseir ahead of time."

"How could a wizard capable of plundering planes be so easy for us to deal with?"

As she was speaking, Elena raised her hand, and magic condensed slightly. White mist suddenly formed in her palm, transforming into the shape of Hughes.

"These past few years have truly shown me the power of wizards. Airships, floating islands... each of their knowledge systems is enough for our vampires to study for hundreds of years."

"Now they've even discovered Hughes, who can remove the berserk mark at the apprentice level. The situation in Maransel is getting more and more chaotic."

Her slender, pale fingers unconsciously tugged at the hem of her clothes, and her usually cool voice carried a hint of anxiety.

With a clenched fist, the white mist that had formed on Hughes's face suddenly dissipated.

……

On the other side, after the attackers left, Hughes looked at the "broken" room and sighed helplessly.

"Oh dear, how am I supposed to explain this to the college?"

Fortunately, the soundproofing of the private dormitory was very effective, and no one next door noticed the commotion that had just occurred.

Shaking his head, Hughes picked up the black leather armor. The vampire lady, who bore a resemblance to Elena, had told him how to use this magical artifact before they parted.

Unfortunately, this top-tier defensive artifact can only be used a limited number of times, and the runes on it have already fused with the leather armor, making it impossible to modify it for men.

"I'll alter the size a bit, change the appearance, and then give it to Nora."

After placing the black leather armor into his storage bag, Hughes activated the precarious cleaning array, removing all the broken ice and furniture debris from the ground.

With a flash of light, all the debris in the room vanished, and in the blink of an eye, the entire room was empty, leaving only Hughes standing alone in the same spot.

"Click-clack—"

Hughes froze the door to prevent further intrusion, then went to the unaffected alchemy room to conduct some experiments and kill time.

After fighting the vampire from earlier, Hughes finally realized where the resentment that had been lingering in his heart for the past few days had come from.

He couldn't help but recall the scene when Cyrus faced off against the Tunotian family.

Halfway through the battle, Cyrus transformed into a half-vampire, constantly releasing crimson particles from his body. Under the influence of these particles, the wizards of the Tunotian family became increasingly frenzied.

The crimson particles that filled the bathtub just now were exactly the same as those that Cyrus had emitted back then.

"Sigh, it seems I was also affected back then..."

Hughes muttered to himself, his tone particularly solemn.

"Or perhaps—it was that one back then…"

He couldn't help but think of the "Sotadia" who had been resurrected back then. It was easy to guess that the guy was probably also a vampire.