Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

Dago quietly looked up, revealing a pair of deep blue eyes, and said softly, "You should keep this scar yourself."

The next instant, an unprecedented and intense sense of crisis struck Chaplin like hundreds of needles piercing his head. His scalp tingled instantly, and before he could react, a fist the size of a sandbag, enveloped in blue flames, rapidly enlarged in his vision.

"Bang!"

Chaplin's body flew straight up, experiencing a brief moment of airtime and loss of balance. Then, with his head as the center of gravity, he was thrown backward rapidly like a falling meteor. A blurry blue figure chased after him, even faster than he was flying backward!

"Bang! Crack~~"

The second sound was a dull thud, as if flesh had been struck directly, with a crackling sound that seemed to be mixed in with the cracking of bones.

Chaplin flew off in a different direction, his face covered in blood. His former domineering and calm demeanor had vanished without a trace.

"Rock Armor Ring!"

He raised one hand in shock and anger, and a yellowish-brown magic ring on his finger emitted a strong light, with countless grains of sand adhering to his body to form a rock armor.

"A mountain of immense weight!"

He practically roared out those words, and countless boulders on the ground exploded, turning into sand and gravel that surged into the sky, frantically engulfing a blurry figure whose speed had slightly slowed down.

"Huff...huff..."

Chaplin stood suspended in mid-air, trying to calm his raging, shocked, gloomy, and cold heart with his breathing.

"Crushed by gravity!"

Chaplin casually wiped the blood from his face, straightened his broken and sunken nose, and looked at the distant spot that was now completely covered by sand and shaped like a small mountain. He stretched out his right hand and used his mental power to control countless crystalline fragments of sand to rush towards the small mountain.

However, just as Chaplin finished "increasing the weight" on his "mountain of immense weight," an indescribable and terrifying force erupted from within the "mountain," causing the entire hill to explode and revealing Dago's tall and imposing figure once again.

Chaplin's face instantly turned extremely ugly, and the scars on his face seemed to throb with pain again.

"Hiss~~~"

Dago took a deep breath, the cool air outside washing away the lingering, unpleasant smell of dust from his mouth and nose. Bathed in the deep blue icy flames of the [Ice Flame Blue Demon Body], he felt a sense of exhilaration, as if he had finally completely released himself.

After two months of arduous training day and night, repeatedly using ice magic to cleanse his body and then being repaired by Bernal's healing potions, the cycle continued. The fine ice crystals covering his body formed a dense layer of scales, making his physical defense grow to an exaggerated level.

Dago exhaled the stale air from his lungs, which formed a long, white stream of ice sword energy in the air. He held the Dance of Fine Snow horizontally in front of him, and the eerie blue ice flames rising from the sword seemed capable of freezing one's soul.

His gaze pierced through the hazy, magical icy flames and landed on Chaplin not far away. He spoke calmly and softly, "Are you ready for me to take Bernal's place and become another scarred one on your face?"

Chaplin's facial muscles twitched slightly, and suddenly a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He stared coldly at Dago, clasped his hands together, and in an instant, wisps of new, mysterious energy surged out of his body, intertwining with the previous "Mountain of Ten Thousand Jun" domain force field, becoming indistinguishable from each other.

"Phew~"

A more complex, profound, powerful, and massive force field emanated from Chaplin's body. In an instant, all the soil and gravel around him exploded, turning into pure sand and merging into this force field, forming a huge, slowly rotating millstone around his body in the blink of an eye!

"Two domains overlapping, a millstone of immense pressure!"

Chaplin's face was ferocious, and he exuded a surging and overwhelming aura. Countless brown sand grains around him jumped like lightning, releasing a trace of indescribable terror.

As the millstone of sand and gravel turned between heaven and earth, it seemed to grind everything into dust, as if even the air and light were being crushed.

"Don't even mention a mere late-stage first-ring wizard like you. Even if Bernal hadn't fallen to the second ring, if he were standing before me now, he would have to kneel before me!!"

Chap roared hoarsely, veins bulging on his neck. His long hair danced wildly without wind, and a terrifying aura stirred up a fierce gale around him. It seemed that all the emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for decades were being released at this moment!

At this moment, Chaplin finally revealed the true strength that belonged to him as the master of the sixth floating sky island.

A mid-stage second-ring wizard, with the superposition of two domain force fields, possesses a power that even second-ring wizards would tremble with fear!

Terrifying energy fluctuations swept across the entire area, and the onlookers retreated continuously. Chaplin's figure overlapped with the millstone of the domain filling the sky, infinitely majestic, like a king who ruled over the mountains and the earth!

Dago felt as if he were facing a towering mountain, staring intently at Chaplin and listening to his hysterical roar.

Suddenly, the intense, dark blue icy flames on his body dissipated and receded completely into his body.

Chaplin looked down at Dago with a cold gaze, not wanting to waste any more words with him. The huge stone millstone formed by the superposition of the two domains spun rapidly, crushing towards Dago and releasing terrifying crushing power. Large areas of space along the way seemed to be twisted and shattered.

Faced with this terrifying attack, Dago seemed not to see it at all, and his face did not even show the slightest emotion.

"【Winter Star】!"

Dago spoke softly, and the two phantom images of Winter Stars merged behind him. He opened his arms as if welcoming the arrival of something.

In an instant, countless free energy particles appeared in the air and converged towards Dongxing, forming a black torrent composed of pure black particles behind him.

"You think you can stop me with such paltry tricks?"

Chaplin's cold laughter continued, and the terrifying dual-domain rock millstone moved even faster, emitting a huge grinding sound between heaven and earth. Even before it got close, the [Winter Star] summoned by Dago seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Dago remained unmoved. He calmly raised his head, and the [Winter Star] replica of the soul seal [Prism] in his mental space was rapidly sinking into the Sea of ​​Despair. The black torrent flowing behind him immediately grew to nearly twice its original size.

His finger traced a straight line in front of him, and as this ethereal line was drawn, the reflection of a sea of ​​pure black despair silently appeared in his azure eyes.

Thanks to the Soul Sign "Prism", Dago used the fake "Winter Star" to sink into the Sea of ​​Despair, using its power of despair without harming his own soul.

A trace of despair, more than ten times purer and more concentrated than the Despairing Ice Domain, slipped from Dago's fingertips. In an instant, all sounds in this world seemed to disappear; the roaring millstone domain ceased, and the howling wind vanished.

All the free energy within a radius of dozens of miles seemed to be completely drained in an instant, and even the light of the countless flashing runes and arrays around them dimmed all at once.

The azure planet in the sky behind Dago had turned pure black at some point, exuding an unparalleled aura of despair, like the seawater flowing backward before a tsunami, drawing all the energy here to the [Despairing Winter Star].

A pure black river flows down from the Despairing Winter Star. The river is silent and still, the ground is cracked, and countless solidified gray-white skeletons and broken souls float in it. Countless cold ghostly hands rise from the river, trying to drag everything in the world into the river and trap it for eternity.

Despair! Coldness! Horror!

The moment the Black River appeared, it captivated the attention of everyone present, their souls seemingly immersed in the flowing river, as if it were the ultimate despair for all living beings—death.

The river flows without making a sound or creating a ripple; it possesses a terrifying power to annihilate everything.

Dago blinked, his pure black eyes reflecting Chaplin's stunned and hesitant figure.

He snapped his fingers lightly, and the silent, terrifying black river that descended from the [Desperate Winter Star] flowed silently toward Chaplin, carrying a terrifying and desperate force that seemed capable of annihilating, shattering, and destroying everything.

"A resonance of the first layer of despair—I call this move—【River of Despair】!"

In an instant, as the River of Despair surged forth, the old third-ring wizard who had been dozing high above the arena suddenly opened his eyes. His aged eyes shone with an unprecedented, strange light, and he abruptly turned toward the battlefield behind him.

Powerful spiritual energy surged from the floating islands in the sky, and figures appeared in the sky, gazing at this direction with moved expressions.

And in the sky above these floating structures, at the very top closest to the top of the Spiral Tower, in the dense darkness, a tall figure sitting cross-legged on the ground suddenly and silently opened his eyes, his jewel-like eyes radiating a light that dispelled all the surrounding gloom.

The tall figure muttered to himself, "A first-level domain resonance? The Silver Tower has finally produced an interesting figure!"