Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Dago lit the candles.

He sat in the shelter and took out the black-covered sorcerer's book, which he could now read fluently without any problems.

He was familiar with the general contents of the book of witchcraft; it only recorded one type of witchcraft.

A magical art born from the whimsical ideas of a genius wizard from the Emerald Life.

Ultimately, this led to disaster: witchcraft was sealed by the Emerald Life, and genius wizards were also wiped out.

Since ancient times, the wizard's body has always been a weakness, which was only resolved when high-level wizards could transform their bodies into elements.

As for lower-level wizards, they often die from various assassinations.

So one day, a wizard wondered if lower-level wizards could become elementalized.

As it turns out, before the soul is immortal, the body accepting elements is tantamount to roasting flesh over charcoal, inevitably leading to death.

Why were ancient species able to wield elemental power with their physical bodies, while humans, the most intelligent of all beings, could not?

He believed it was due to the environment; ancient species lived in environments rich in elements, thus acquiring this power to control those elements.

Could humans learn from ancient species and live in environments rich in elements to obtain this power?

Like magical beasts that inherit a trace of blood from ancient species, they gain elemental affinity.

He succeeded, and he failed.

This practice of humans living in an elemental environment like monsters has indeed resulted in a very small number of people possessing elemental affinity.

However, most of them eventually suffer from uncontrollable physical deterioration, much like radiation sickness.

As a type of energy particle, elements can cause energy to erode the body with prolonged contact, eventually leading to decay.

These very few people also awaken a trace of ancient bloodline and are known as bloodline wizards, the darlings of the elements.

This sorcery is the art of resonating the body with the elements, or simply resonance.

Dago was apprehensive. This witchcraft was powerful, but in the end, practicing it would lead to radiation sickness, causing his body to fester and he to die.

He gritted his teeth and decided to practice this witchcraft, choosing to trust the system.

Stepping out of the shelter, he stood on the open ground where he often practiced, the twin moons still shining brightly.

He lit a fire with wood and, by its light, read the entire book again from beginning to end.

The entire spell incantation consists of one word: "Veritas," which roughly means that the lingering elements return to their world.

A very small amount of mental energy is required to sustain the element during its retention period.

Then, using mental power, I manipulate the elements to attach to the body, applying pressure from the outside in, forcing the body to adapt to this environment.

Currently, Dago can only command ice elements, so he can only use ice crystal magic to assist in practicing this witchcraft.

A sapphire blue halo swirled in his eyes, scattering light as he murmured the incantation of the Ice Crystal Spell.

A few ice elements have appeared, awaiting Dago's command.

"Veritas," Dago uttered the incantation for the Resonance spell.

Most of the ice elements have disappeared, with only a few scattered ice elements remaining.

He carefully used his mental power to control the ice elements, causing them to float to his palm and form a ball of light the size of a fingernail.

Then, controlling the output of mental energy, ninety percent of the coldness and light of the light sphere instantly dissipated. According to the usual release of the Ice Crystal Technique, these ice elements should have dissipated long ago.

"It seems the Resonance spell worked," Dago said, looking at the ice element in his palm that seemed to be asleep.

He then manipulated the ice elements to attach to his index fingernail, and the ice elements lazily floated over, giving his nail a snow-white manicure.

Instantly, I felt a cool sensation on my fingernails, and then the resonance spell was completed, with a notification popping up on the system panel in the blink of an eye.

[Skill that can be improved: Resonance Technique. Would you like to improve it?]

As usual, the panel changed in a flash.

【《巫师通用冥想法》（入门139/1000）；《空气弹》（入门166/1000）；《冰晶术》（新手15/100）；《共鸣术》（新手1/100）】

From then on, he had another skill to improve.

He returned to cultivation, repeatedly practicing the four witchcrafts: meditation, air bombs, ice crystals, and resonance.

This beginner-level meditation method has been much more effective each time he meditates. His [Soul Entropy] is being expelled at an increasingly faster rate, and the light sphere has grown considerably larger.

As his spiritual power increases, the speed at which his soul is nourished will also increase.

The speed at which the soul is replenished will also be much faster, and the amount of spiritual energy stored will also increase.

The frequency and quality of other spells will also increase; now, with full mental energy, firing ten air bullets is no problem.

At this rate of progress, the humanoid self-propelled cannon will be completed soon.

However, Dago felt that he lacked practical experience. Apart from the various animals in the forest, he had no experience fighting against other people.

However, he is not worried about that; he is prepared to commit atrocities against this cruel world.

........

The wind blew two pages of the calendar over; it was early morning two days later.

Dressed in hunting attire, Dago sat on a wooden stump and ate his breakfast heartily—just a few simple steamed buns.

With ten large hands and snow-white fingernails, they would grab a cornbread and eat half of it in one bite, or a whole one in two bites.

He no longer goes to the academy; Rosalind the Wizard hasn't returned yet, and he's too lazy to go there either.

He spent most of his mornings hunting, choosing the southwest side of the forest, near the lake where the moonflowers grew.

He needed to proceed cautiously, step by step, to familiarize himself with the terrain beforehand.

Standing up, I realized I've grown a few centimeters taller; I used to be 1.78 meters tall.

Her flowing hair was starting to grow past her shoulders, which Dargo didn't like.

This would affect his vision while hunting, so he drew the gleaming dagger from his waist, grabbed his hair, and began to slash.

She quickly dealt with the troublesome hair and patted off the loose hair on her body.

He then shouldered his pack and strode off toward the southwest of the forest.

Because this area is largely untouched by humans, there are many more animals.

Dago had to stay on his toes at all times, and every now and then he had to pick up his little notebook to record the surrounding terrain and the distribution of trees.

He rounded a large tree, marked the spot, and continued onward.

After walking for about ten minutes, a dense forest came into view ahead.

The dense forest's trees blocked out the sun, preventing even a sliver of sunlight from penetrating.

"It's much quieter here than anywhere else," Dago thought to himself, a sense of unease creeping in.

Carefully observing the surrounding environment, a low-frequency snoring sound echoed through the dense forest.

The low-frequency vibrations, like "whoosh... whoosh...", kept Dago still, not daring to move.

He listened carefully to the source of the sound and saw a huge, black leopard lying fast asleep on a tree about ten meters away.

"This is probably the Shadow Panther from the Warcraft." Dago looked at the sleeping black panther, his pupils contracting as he thought to himself.

This was the first time he had ever seen a magical beast, a living magical beast.

According to old Maric's description, this is a territorial magical beast that rarely travels in groups, so there is no need to worry about being attacked by multiple groups.

The shadow leopard is extremely fast and likes to lurk in the shadows to launch deadly attacks, tearing at the throat of its prey.

Its fur is a superior magical material and is highly sought after by wizards.

Its meat and bones are also considered delicacies, and noblemen are willing to pay high prices to buy them.

Its whip, in particular, has always been in high demand but unavailable.

"He's still unconscious. We must seize the opportunity and hit him with an air blast," Dago thought to himself before making his decision.

A sapphire blue light shone from his eyes, the airflow suddenly accelerated, and a fist-sized air blast gathered two meters in front of him.

A few seconds later, Dago's eyes blazed with blue light as he unleashed an air blast at full power, firing it at the Shadow Leopard.

Dago stared intently at the shadowy leopard in the tree. Suddenly, its ears perked up, its eyelids snapped open, and its pupils shrank into vertical slits, like two poisoned daggers.

Its body is stretched out like a fully drawn bow, its front paws are straight like sickles, and its hind limb muscles burst forth with incredible thrust.

It discovered it too late; the air-blast missile, which had been poised for launch, was too fast. Its usual complacency had dulled its sense of crisis.

"Boom!" The air blast still hit its hind legs, and the blast wave blew its body away.

In the air, dappled light and shadow flowed across its body, as if it were draped in a black cloak woven from slaughter.

Dago aimed at the Shadow Leopard in the air again and fired an air blast less than ten seconds later.

The shadow leopard's body flipped through the air, its tail acting like a propeller to control its aerial posture...

The air blast, carrying a strong gust of air, flew past his abdomen.

The explosion then struck a large tree in the distance and shattered, giving Dago a strong sense of foreboding...

The cooldown period for releasing the Air Blast hasn't ended yet, and the casting time for Ice Crystal Spell isn't long enough.

The Shadow Leopard landed and crouched low, its forelimbs outstretched and its hindquarters raised high. The first air blast had caused it considerable damage, with one of its hind legs already twisted and broken.

Its tail swung from side to side like a rudder, adjusting the angle of attack, and then it used its remaining hind legs to pounce on Dago.

Ten meters, nine meters, eight meters, seven meters, six meters, five meters... Only the heartbeat of the prey resounded in the ear canal—the drumbeat of death's countdown.

Just as the shadow leopard was rapidly approaching its prey, ready to tear its throat as easily as ripping paper.

Its world fell silent, an icicle as thick as an arm stuck in its forehead, and its body rolled on the ground, raising a string of withered leaves.

In a world where the strong prey on the weak, elegance and cruelty are always twins, and death is merely the most precise punctuation mark in the cycle of life.

Dago elegantly blew away the lingering chill from his fingertips and patted his wildly beating heart.

The snow-white color of his ten fingernails faded, returning to flesh color. This was another discovery he made about resonance techniques.

The ice element attached to his body can be instantly awakened to form a weakened version of Ice Crystal Spell, with only one-third the power of the full version, but the casting time is much shorter, taking only about five seconds.

"I'll have to get my nails done again when I get back," Dago muttered.