Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

Just as the green-robed witch of the Water Palace said, the young wizard relied on an extremely rare set of ice-type magical artifacts.

This set of magical artifacts doesn't seem to come from the Magic Ring at all, and its inherited spell system is particularly well-suited, instantly boosting the opponent's combat power to an unbelievable level.

Actually, it's not a big deal. Both core lineages of the Magic Circle require wizards to be at least at the third ring to be qualified to formally engage with them. Many wizards at the first or second ring have their own unique combat systems.

This is also a major reason why the Law Ring is weak in the face of external threats—the threshold for core inheritance is too high. Even if they recruit some young wizards with good talent and aptitude, they still have to spend a lot of time and energy to train them to the third ring before they can truly possess their own core competitiveness.

At levels one and two, relying solely on a single rune seal inheritance is manageable against ordinary wizarding forces, but it falls far short when compared to elite geniuses from other top southern forces.

Through the battle replay, Carlos discovered traces of no fewer than five second-circle magical artifacts on the boy, including the medium of mirror magic.

This is a figure that would leave anyone speechless. No one would have such a substantial fortune when they lived in the Second Ring Road area. Even Caroni didn't have it when he lived in the Second Ring Road area.

While it's true that items and equipment are part of one's strength, this number is simply outrageous.

Of course, the boy himself is also quite outstanding.

Although he is only at the early stage of the second ring, his ability to control so many magical artifacts and equipment in a single battle, and his extraordinary understanding of three different ice spells, clearly indicates that he is a core talent with an incredibly solid foundation.

"Ice type... solid foundation, proud temperament, and an absurdly large number of second-tier magic items."

Based on his initial impression of the boy in the picture, Carlos slowly formed a guess in his mind, and then the green-robed witch standing next to him directly said this guess.

"Is this little guy the illegitimate son that Undine, the master of the Silver Tower of the Ring of Fortune, has kept hidden for many years?"

The latter looked at Carlos with a curious and gossipy gaze, and Carlos's expression flickered.

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Dago was unaware that he had already been secretly labeled as the illegitimate son of some important figure.

At this moment, he stood on a huge circular platform, with a crystal-clear yet chilling garden of ice thorns beneath his feet.

Countless, dense ice spikes "grew" across every corner of the platform. A second-circle wizard, dressed in a unique robe, had ice spikes piercing his body, and crimson blood flowed down the transparent fabric. He looked up at him with a shocked and resentful expression.

"Hiss—whoosh—"

Dago breathed steadily. The aura emanating from his body, the chill permeating the entire platform, and himself, along with his [Eternal Night Frostmark] magical armor, seemed to form a perfect whole.

Even though Dago did not deliberately promote the fusion of the three ice-type magic domains, the aura of the three magic domains surrounding his body showed a tendency to blend together and transform.

This was the first time Dago had fully unleashed the power of [Eternal Night Frost Mark] in battle.

This set of magical artifacts, tailor-made for the Ice-based [Winter Star] spell system, had an effect far exceeding his expectations.

With the blessing of [Eternal Night Frost Mark], the power of his ice spells increased threefold, while the domain power of [Winter Star] was directly enhanced by more than five times.

This is only the effect of half a set of magical artifacts.

He could clearly sense the flow of energy within each component of the suit, amplified layer by layer by runes, ultimately forming a continuously growing cycle.

The complexity and mystery of the runes within 【Eternal Night Frost Mark】 are not among the top of all the runes Dago has seen, but the ingenuity of its combination structure is second to none.

This demonstrates the profound heritage of the Huntington family, the wizarding family of Icethorn Manor.

This is just a set of second-tier magical artifacts. If similar sets existed at higher tiers, one can only imagine how exquisite they would be.

"Whoosh—"

A slight whooshing sound came from behind Dago, accompanied by a strong and obscure magical fluctuation.

A dark, eerie, narrow blade of light pierced through the void, hurtling towards Dago's vest.

Dago's eyes flickered slightly. He did not dodge, but instead let the ghostly blade fall heavily on him.

"Bang!"

The light blade pierced Dago's light waterfall cloak on his back, tearing a huge gash in it, before penetrating deep into his armor and finally shattering it.

Some marks remained on the thick ice crystals, but they quickly returned to their smooth state. The spell defense of [Eternal Night Frost Mark] was also outstanding, capable of withstanding almost any spell attack below the second level.

Despite the impact of the spell, Dago's body remained motionless as he slowly turned around.

Ice-blue eyes fell on a young black-robed wizard who had just materialized from the white void not far away.

The latter's thin face was now deathly pale, his expression one of shock and disbelief.

His figure flew backward quickly, seemingly trying to disappear into the air again, but Dago simply raised his hand slightly.

Like countless giant pythons, a chilling current immediately surged forward, and countless icy, sharp ice spikes appeared out of thin air, forming a white prison of frost and thorns that completely enveloped the opponent.

"The last one."

Dago watched expressionlessly as the second-circle wizard from the Black Swamp fell from the sky, then stretched out his hand, spreading out invisible spiritual energy.

Below, in the hands of the human-shaped ice sculptures, identical spatial storage rings broke free and flew up, all converging towards his outstretched palm.

At this moment, the competition for qualification on this platform, which Dage was involved in, has completely ended.

The other three wizards, also from the same circle, stood dumbfounded in the corner the whole time, completely becoming spectators of Ronan's "performance".

Just as Dago was counting his gains in the mission ring, he suddenly felt a wave of mental energy carrying strong hostility coming towards him from a certain direction.

He looked up, his eyes slightly narrowed.

On a circular platform two platforms away from him, crimson flames were engulfing everything.

On the platform lay a series of figures lying haphazardly. A young man with orange-gold eyes and fiery red hair was standing on the shoulder of a person kneeling on the ground, close to the runic magic circle light wall at the edge of the platform. He looked at Dago with a smile and waved to Dago from afar.

Dago frowned, then noticed the figure standing beneath his feet, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

It's Violet!

"Is it some kind of ancient power?"

Dago felt a slight throbbing in his heart from the crystallized bloodline of the ancient winter dragon, and he seemed lost in thought.

He had sensed the presence of the orange-gold-eyed youth before entering the Mirror Forest.

The other party should have an ancient fire-attribute power flowing through their body, which is exactly the opposite of the faint ancient winter dragon bloodline contained within them.

Therefore, both sides will have a strong sense of "arch-enemy" due to their blood ties.

"To be able to defeat Violet in the mid-second ring stage, it seems that the power of this bloodline is not weak."

Dago gave the young man a deep look, then looked away and turned his gaze to the silver ball of light above his head.

At this point, a new change occurred on the field.

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After the winners were determined on all eight platforms, the silver orb that presided over everything projected eight silver-white beams of light, which enveloped the eight wizards holding the lens runes.

Then the beam of light guided the eight people to rise slowly, stopping when they reached a certain height.

Immediately afterwards, countless points of silver light appeared out of thin air, condensing into four brand-new mirror platforms, similar to the eight circular platforms below, but slightly smaller.

"The winner...fourth...next round...the legacy!"

The silver light emanated obscure fluctuations of consciousness. Even without explanation, the method of this round of competition was quite clear: it was merely a further selection process.

The eight people, including Dago, who were enveloped by eight beams of light, fell to different platforms in pairs.

It appears to be a random allocation made by the silver light cluster.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud bang rang out in the arena. Dago looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the orange-gold-eyed youth who was falling towards a platform was covered in flames and frantically attacking the silver pillar of light that enveloped him. Judging from his posture, it seemed that he wanted to rush towards him.

Dargo coldly watched the young man charge forward again and again, like watching a crazed moth trying to break through an invisible wall, and he himself was the "light source" the young man craved.

With each muffled thud from the impact, Dago felt the blood crystals in his heart tremble violently. Strands of domineering bloodline power washed through his body with his blood, accompanied by waves of increasingly intense, piercing pain.

Perhaps it was the violent factor contained in the bloodline of the ancient winter dragon, or perhaps it was the negative effect of the pain, but Dago felt a trace of irritability rising in his heart.

This emotion stimulated his nerves, giving him an impulse to respond to the other party's provocation at all costs and vent his anger fiercely.

"hiss--"

He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his anger, and gently placed his feet on the platform for the new round of selection.

Since it concerned the inheritance of the Ancient Mirror Forest, everyone present was cautious, except for this guy who acted recklessly.

Judging from the way another Lava Brotherhood wizard looked at the other guy, it was clear that this guy had always been a headache for the Lava Brotherhood.

After their attempts to challenge the "rules" failed, the young people finally quieted down.

At this moment, all eight wizards on the field were assigned to their respective arenas.

After the first round of selection, among the remaining eight people, the Lava Brotherhood and the Water Palace each had two wizards, the Thorn Ring only had Dago, and the Black Swamp had the most people, with three.

At this moment, Dago's first opponent was a young male wizard from the Water Palace.

He has an ordinary appearance, with algae-colored hair often seen in plant-based wizards. In the later stages of the second ring, his temperament is more mature and composed than his appearance suggests.

Both sides stood still, quietly waiting for the fight to begin.