Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

The moment Dago extracted and comprehended the [Prism] seal from the Dream Reflection Orb, he knew that it was absolutely the most suitable soul seal for him at this stage.

Although the Prism cannot perfectly replicate spells, its enhancement to his strength is immense. The use of the Sea of ​​Despair in his mental space was an unexpected bonus, something even Dago himself hadn't anticipated.

His initial thought was simply to enhance the power of his trump card, the Soul Seal [Winter Star], so that this trump card could further solidify his position.

Five bottles of "Solomon's Blessing" elevated Dago's magical comprehension to an unprecedented level, truly placing him among the ranks of "geniuses." Coupled with the assistance of the Illusionary Dream Orb, Dago's understanding of the Soul Signs "Winter Star" and "Prism" progressed by leaps and bounds during two months of arduous training.

He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the realm of resonance that Bernal had mentioned, and on many occasions, it seemed as if he had already touched the edge of that realm.

Bernal had asked Dago twice if he had truly mastered the first level of domain resonance. Dago shook his head, but did not completely deny it. His own accumulation was indeed still some distance from truly comprehending the first level of domain resonance. However, he had indirectly mastered this power ahead of time in another way, and that was the reason.

A resonance of the first domain, the tranquil [River of Despair] summoned by the Despair Domain, instantly consumed the spiritual power of the soul in the center of the gray sun in Dago's spiritual space, which had grown to the size of a water ball after advancing to the late stage of the first ring.

Since mastering the "Gray Sun Meditation Method," he had not experienced such a complete draining of his mental energy in a long time. In reality, he looked fine, his complexion remained unchanged, but a trace of fatigue, barely perceptible, appeared in his eyes.

Then, under the operation of the "Grey Sun Meditation Method", the mental energy refined by Grey Sun seemed to become slightly more viscous than before.

The River of Despair seemed to have stolen all sound and color from the world. It silently annihilated everything in its path. Chaplin's huge millstone, formed by the superposition of his two domains, was like a piece of butter blocking the flow of lava under the scouring of the River of Despair. The moment the two touched, they were swallowed up and melted away completely.

Chaplin retreated in terror, but no matter how fast he retreated, he could not outpace the speed of the [River of Despair]. Targets locked on by it would gradually fall into an endless illusion of despair—the most painful memories of the past would be repeatedly replayed, and their will would be continuously eroded by the river.

Where he retreated, large chunks of rock beneath him crumbled and turned into streams of soil, once again forming the rock and earth shield that had previously resisted Dago's massive frozen sphere.

Then, before the River of Despair could be blocked, it crumbled and disintegrated in less than half a breath. The gem rings on Chaplin's ten fingers flashed one after another, and he took out one magical item after another from his storage ring. He threw out countless spells, but they couldn't even stir up the slightest ripple in the River of Despair.

Finally, as Chaplin was about to be captured and overwhelmed by it, a look of true despair appeared in his eyes.

Just as his figure was about to be completely pulled into the River of Despair, a huge beam of light descended from the sky, blocking Chaplin's path and erecting a metallic silver barrier.

"Boom!"

The River of Despair swept past, and the silver barrier swayed violently in the torrent of calm despair, looking as if it could collapse at any moment.

"That's enough, kid!"

A deep, hoarse voice broke the silent, chilling stillness.

Dago's eyes flickered, and he gently raised his hand. The River of Despair turned into the sky, rushed towards the Winter Star of Despair, quickly disappeared, and then flowed back into the Sea of ​​Despair.

He waved his hand, and his pure black eyes gradually faded back to azure. The phantom of the [Despairing Winter Star] behind him vanished back into the spirit world, and the light of countless runes and magic arrays around him shone again, and everything gradually calmed down.

Everyone saw Chaplin standing in mid-air, looking disheveled and with an extremely ugly expression, far away from Dago. In front of him was the giant spider Abochild, whose body was "tattered" and revealed a dull metallic sheen.

At the last moment, the spider shielded Chaplin from all the despairing power, but even though Dago withdrew his attack in time, it was still not in good shape.

"You're responsible for all the costs of my repairs! Now, get out of here!"

Abochild growled at Lanny, his tone irritable and dissatisfied, clearly in a very bad mood.

Chaplin's expression shifted several times, but he still responded with a low "Yes."

Then he retreated away, but his gaze would occasionally drift towards Dago's direction, his eyes uncontrollably revealing a look of shock and disbelief.

The River of Despair had vanished, but the shadow of the black torrent seemed to linger in the air. The crowd watching from below stood frozen in place, their eyes blankly fixed on Dago's figure in the sky.

Dago's absolute icy domain power was already shocking enough, but now he has even demonstrated a realm of resonance with the domain of despair.

A first-level wizard has mastered the first level of Domain Resonance!

Even Chaplin, a mid-stage second-ring wizard, suffered a crushing defeat. Is he truly a born wizarding prodigy?!

Countless wizards in the magic circle felt a slight twitch in their hearts, completely unable to find the right words to describe their feelings at that moment.

After the battle with Chaplin, Dago noticed a subtle change in the situation on the field; there were more people watching in the square.

Several more figures appeared among them, each exuding a powerful aura almost comparable to Chaplin's. Their figures were half-hidden in the void, constantly sending him shocked and fearful glances.

The old third-ring wizard, who had been almost invisible high above the arena, suddenly appeared on the battlefield. His dozing eyes opened and shone like jewels, making him look like a rare and unique work of art.

Further away, from the towering silver tower, it seemed that profound and obscure detection spells were also projecting out. Dago's "Dimensional Detection" carefully captured the traces left by these mental energy fluctuations, which were the aura of a third-ring wizard, similar to that of the old wizard.

Suddenly, it seemed as if a gentle breeze was blowing from a very distant place.

Dago sensed something and looked up in the direction the wind was coming from. He squinted and saw a figure slowly emerge from outside the light membrane on the highest of the ten floating islands surrounding the top of the Silver Tower, quickly approaching him.