Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

"Violet, the most talented wizard of our time in the Silver Tower!"

The giant spider Abochild followed the silver threads in the air to Dago's side and explained.

The spider watched the approaching figure with him, then turned to Dago and said in a low, hoarse voice with a hint of amusement, "During my long service to the Thorn Ring, Violet was a genius of considerable talent. She has held the top spot for far too long. She was as brilliant as you are today."

"Kid, it seems he's chosen to accept your challenge. This is what you wanted. Be prepared, Violet is not like those other people living on the floating islands in the sky."

As Dago listened to Abochild's account, his face did not show much emotion. His gaze remained fixed on the descending figure, which finally landed right in front of him—an extremely thin young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

He wore only a simple grass-colored robe, and his ten fingers, which hung naturally, were clean and free of any magical rings. He had an ordinary appearance, with light blue eyes that looked like a pair of lapis lazuli stones set in his cheeks.

He looked like an ordinary scholar, and did not exude any powerful spiritual energy fluctuations, but his appearance immediately caused a stir among all the wizards watching.

"Violet! Violet has actually come out of seclusion?!"

"I never expected Dago to actually challenge him!"

"Benaar was defeated by Violet more than once back then, but that was many years ago. Just how powerful has Violet become now?"

Dago caught the buzzing of the people around him, and he overheard a lot of useful information!

After the scholar named "Violet" appeared before him, the gazes that had been fixed on him like nails all turned to his thin body.

This person simply appeared, hovered in the air, and without uttering a single word, easily stole all the light from him, as if he were born to be the center of attention, magnetically drawing everyone's gaze.

"Lord Robbins! Lord Abbotchold!"

Violet greeted the old third-ring wizard high in the sky politely, and then gave a friendly greeting to the giant spider Abochild.

For the first time since Violet's appearance, the old third-ring wizard's expression changed. He smiled and nodded to Violet, saying, "It seems you're not far from that level!"

"Still a long way off!"

Violet shook her head modestly.

After a few pleasantries, Violet finally turned her gaze to Dargo.

"I've received your challenge. Do you need to prepare?"

Violet's demeanor and tone were very calm, and Dago found no fighting spirit in her pale blue eyes.

To him, Dago's "challenge letter" seemed like just a "communication letter," which he felt would interest him, so he came.

Dago's eyes flickered slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he nodded: "Then wait for me a moment."

Violet made a "please" gesture, remained motionless in the air, and occasionally whispered to Abbotchard.

Dago, on the other hand, pulled out silver spirit potions from his storage ring as if they were free and kept chugging them down his throat, which made all the wizards watching from below extremely envious and jealous!

After drinking more than a dozen cans of silver psychoactive potion, Dago closed his eyes and began to adjust his state.

Within the mental space, Gray Sun was frantically drawing the silver mist into himself, then rapidly refining it to restore Dago's mental power and soothe the lingering fatigue in his soul body after a series of battles.

The giant mist raven, Cooco, soaring in the distance of Dago's mental space, seemed to sense something and quickly flew into the gray sky. It later transformed into a little raven and stared at Dago's active soul with a resentful look, like a widow.

Dago's spirit unconsciously touched his forehead and chuckled sullenly at Gugu.

Violet had no desire to fight Dago, and in fact, Dago didn't have much desire to fight Violet either. After defeating Chaplin and releasing the anger he had accumulated over the past few months in the Ring of Law, he had almost achieved all his goals in this selection trial.

He reached the destination he had anticipated, and the rest of the journey was an additional challenge he had added for himself.

However, the scenery along this extra route still gave him something to look forward to—the small boats left in the port were the safest, but that wasn't the purpose of building the ships.

This was a proper magical duel, a perfect opportunity for him to truly appreciate the vast difference between himself and the genius wizard currently standing at the pinnacle of the Thorn Ring.

Incidentally, he can also try out his trump card, which he has never dared to properly attempt and is currently in the process of perfecting!

Time passed slowly, and everyone waited quietly. The crowd seemed to be growing larger. In addition to the wizards of the Thorn Ring participating in the duel, there were also some high-ranking wizards from the tower who spent years in meditation and researching magic. Upon hearing about the upcoming duel between the two genius wizards of the Thorn Ring, they put down their affairs and came to watch the battle with great interest.

The atmosphere in the central square became peaceful, and the crowd gradually became lively. The hostility mixed with personal grudges and emotions disappeared, and everyone was looking forward to this pure competition.

Some of the light that Violet had stolen returned to the handsome black-haired boy who was meditating with his eyes closed in the sky. Regardless of the outcome of this battle, the name Dago Heca would resound throughout the Thorn Ring, becoming a new legend worthy of admiration.

Finally, Dago opened his eyes, having spent a considerable amount of time playing with Gugu in the mental space.

"I'm ready."

Dago looked at Violet and spoke softly. He had adjusted himself to his peak condition. His waning fighting spirit was rekindled in his chest. His azure eyes were as calm as a lake in the sky, and only a few people could catch the black aura surging beneath that calm.

Violet nodded with a smile, standing silently in the air, her intention to let Dago make the first move was self-evident.

"【Winter Star】Shines! 【Prism】Reissued! The Ice Age, descend!"

Dago remained calm, without any hesitation or idle talk. He immediately activated the soul seals [Winter Star] and [Prism]. The two azure planetary phantoms overlapped and merged as he began to construct his own absolute icy domain.

He then drew out the ice sword, Dance of Fine Snow, formed from the Ice Crystal Wand from his storage ring. Amidst the howling wind, the activated ice crystals froze into a solid wall of ice in the air, and ice spells were rapidly released in the absolute icy domain.

Dago's blue robes billowed, his black hair danced, and an almost endless aura of despair and coldness emanated from the [Winter Star] behind him. Deep, cold veins extended from his feet, like a flower of shimmering ice crystals rooted in endless frozen soil, or like a huge eye slowly opening, containing boundless despair and chill.