Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

Dargo stood quietly, watching the black-robed wizard who seemed quite interested in him.

In Dago's detection field of vision, his mental energy fluctuations were clearly stronger than his own, at least at the level of a high-level third-grade apprentice wizard.

He tentatively asked, "What is blood food?"

The black-robed wizard, with an expression as if looking at a dead man, said, "Blood offerings are sacrifices offered to the Dark Blood Council."

After saying this, he slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, then suddenly aimed the spinal staff at Dago, and the shadow energy ball gathered again and shot towards him.

Dago used his mental power to compress a tiny air blast under his feet and then propelled himself away, barely managing to dodge the energy ball.

The shadow energy ball slammed straight into the spot where Dago had just stood. The impact was small, but it instantly corroded a large area of ​​the ground, causing it to visibly cave in.

Dago looked at the large, sunken area of ​​land with some alarm.

He had seen this kind of witchcraft that released corrosive energy before, in the hands of the black-robed man.

However, the same spell can have vastly different power when used by an intermediate apprentice wizard and an advanced apprentice wizard.

Dago quickly stood up and exchanged a glance with the black-robed wizard across the distance.

The latter's mental energy remained firmly locked onto him, clearly indicating that the black-robed wizard was determined to kill him.

Dago's mind raced, his eyes gleaming as he considered the next tactic.

With his current mental energy, he could still unleash four more ice crystal cannons. Was his only option to gamble that the opponent couldn't defend against it?

Without hesitation, Dago quickly condensed ice elements, forming an ice crystal cannon, which he fired straight at the black-robed wizard.

The black-robed wizard sneered upon seeing this, quickly chanting a spell and waving his bone staff...

A circular blood mirror, two meters in diameter, materialized before him. The mirror did not reflect reality, but rather several twisted and struggling souls.

The ice crystal projectile, carrying unparalleled power, slammed straight into the blood mirror. Crack! The dark blue projectile struck the surface of the mirror, creating countless cracks.

Just when Dago thought the ice crystal projectiles would advance as smoothly as before, several twisted and struggling souls in the blood mirror reached out from the crack and embraced the ice crystal projectiles.

"Zzzzz!!!" The ice elements on the ice crystal projectiles and the air bullets at the tail were continuously worn away and disappeared by the vengeful spirits.

Until the vengeful spirits completely dissipated, the ice crystal cannonballs also lost their power and fell to the ground, shattering into dust.

However, as the vengeful spirits dissipated, the Blood Mirror shattered completely with a crack, breaking into countless fragments.

The black-robed wizard looked at Dago with some surprise: "Such amazing ice magic, it seems you killed Morlock. If I had been careless, I might have also fallen victim to this magic."

At this moment, Dago was almost in despair.

Is this the strength of the black-robed wizards of the Dark Blood Council, who are skilled in fighting and combat?

Dago applied a small amount of compressed air to the soles of his feet, using the recoil to jump several meters away, and rolled several times on the ground.

The black-robed wizard in the distance was watching him coldly, his eyes revealing a chilling indifference as if he were looking at an insect desperately trying to escape.

He was chanting new witchcraft, uttering one strange syllable after another.

In Dago's field of vision, he saw large swaths of shadow energy particles converging normally onto his bone staff, a powerful spell brewing.

"I can't let him cast this spell, or I'll most likely die."

Dago's pupils contracted sharply, and a voice in his mind roared at him.

"His spellcasting must be interrupted."

He made a decision quickly in his mind.

He abruptly wiped the mixture of dirt and sweat from his face, gritting his teeth; his pale, handsome face looked somewhat disheveled.

"Whoosh~~"

Dago chanted a spell quickly, and an ice crystal cannon reappeared in front of him, then shot out swiftly as he directed it.

The moment the ice crystal cannon shot out, Dago staggered backward.

He doesn't have much mental energy left.

The ice crystal projectiles, carrying terrifying power, stirred up a gale on the ground and rushed towards the black-robed wizard.

Just as he was about to strike his opponent, the black-robed wizard, who was focused on chanting, raised his eyelids in response to Dago's attack.

A torrent of dark green energy, as thick as a barrel, poured out from his bone staff, colliding head-on with the ice crystal cannonball.

"boom!"

The powerful surge of energy corroded the ice crystal projectiles into dust, and the scattered ice elemental energy formed snowflakes that fell from the sky.

The detection spell gave him a strange message: Advanced Apprentice Witchcraft, Corruption Torrent.

Using micro-management skills with air grenades, I narrowly avoided the remaining corrosive torrent...

The corrosive torrent struck the wooden fence of the treehouse outpost, instantly corroding and collapsing it.

Following the collapsed wooden fence, Dago used his micro-management skills with air blasts to leap out of the treehouse outpost.

He saw old Marico outside the stronghold. Serena was standing a few dozen meters away, looking at him with concern. She hadn't gone far yet.

He was frantic and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Run!"

The next second, however, he was locked onto by the black-robed wizard who came out, using his powerful and icy mental energy.

He said jokingly, "You little bug are already thinking about other bugs. Don't worry, I'll send them down with you to keep you company later."

Dago's heart sank, and he decided to take a gamble with his life on the line.

Just yesterday, his skill "Air Bomb," which he used most often, underwent a transformation and improvement on his system panel.

He had tried to unleash it at night, but failed because he didn't have enough mental energy. Casting this spell requires a wizard to consume a huge amount of mental energy, which he doesn't have right now.

With a determined look, Dago pulled out the last bottle of silver-white psychoactive potion he had on him, opened the bottle, and poured it into his mouth.

The silvery-white substance entered the spiritual space, transforming into spiritual droplets that merged into the soul body. A massive amount of spiritual power overflowed from the deep blue halo in Dago's eyes, radiating a blue light.

He endured the excruciating pain of his head exploding from the overload of his mental energy output, and raised his hands to the sky.

At this moment, Dago's expression was ferocious and twisted, his eyes shone with a bright blue light, his forehead was covered with bulging veins, and his long hair, which was draped over his shoulders, was flying without wind.

He focused intently on enveloping a large amount of air with a massive mental membrane, frantically compressing it towards his hands, producing a deep, rumbling sound.

The black-robed wizard couldn't just stand by and watch Dago unleash such a powerful spell. He quickly raised his bone staff, aimed it at Dago, and began chanting the incantation for the Corrosive Torrent once more.

Just as he was about to finish chanting, vines resembling pythons sprouted from beneath his feet and began to tightly entwine him, interrupting his spellcasting process.

Serena suddenly appeared, standing a dozen meters away from him, and cast a vine spell on him.

The black-robed wizard stared at him like a raging beast, quickly aiming his bone staff at Serena, chanting a spell, preparing to blast her to pieces with a ball of corrosive energy.

The camera shifts back to Dago, above whose raised hands a rapidly shrinking, radiant white core of fire is forming.

It stopped shrinking when it reached the size of a walnut...

Inside the flaming core, energy convection was churning, the temperature was extremely high, and the surrounding space was distorted by the high temperature, like a miniature sun.

Dago snapped out of his daze and saw the black-robed wizard with his bone staff aimed at Serena. He used the last bit of his mental energy to throw the Flame Core at the black-robed wizard.

The black-robed wizard seemed to sense something instantly, and turned his bone staff towards Dago. Upon seeing the Flame Core, his eyes glazed over, and he even stopped chanting.

His face showed a dazed and regretful expression, as if he had witnessed something impossible and was embracing death.

He couldn't help but mutter, "It can't be the ultimate technique, it's impossible."