Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

In fact, Dago had the idea of ​​reforming the [Winter Star] spell system a long time ago.

The core of the 【Winter Star】flow spell system is an icy domain constructed using different ice spells as anchors.

This concept of "turning a point into a surface" gives it power that surpasses ordinary spell systems, but it appears somewhat bloated in the face of truly top-tier inheritances.

The feeling is like hitting a wall with a ton of cotton. Although the kinetic energy is huge, the pressure is insufficient. This is the fatal shortcoming of the [Winter Star] stream's insufficient instantaneous burst.

While the effects of the 【Winter Star】 and 【Ice Flame】 seals are present, they are merely an accumulation of quantity, not a qualitative leap.

At the same level, the icy domain, enhanced with the [Ice Flame] seal, might be able to compete with those top-tier spell schools, and even wear down its opponents, thanks to its profound foundation.

However, the condition of "below the same level" seems difficult to achieve for Dago, which is the cruel paradox of the wizarding world.

Those who are truly qualified to be Dago's rivals are often so-called "geniuses" who are one or even several levels above him, or "monsters" who have lived for countless years.

Therefore, during the three years of asceticism in the Thorn Ring attic, Dago spent his days and nights meditating and deducing how to improve the instantaneous burst of the [Winter Star] spell system.

Countless draft papers were filled with writing and then burned, and countless simulation experiments ended in explosions.

Ultimately, following the same approach as [Ghost Fish], Dago found inspiration amidst repeated failures—compressing the domain.

Forcibly aggregate those forces that are scattered within the domain, like folded space.

It gathers tiny ice crystals into a single point on the tip of a spear, piles up scattered snowflakes into the last straw that breaks the camel's back, and gathers wandering cold currents into a tsunami that devours everything.

The attack was launched in one breath, no longer covering the entire area, but breaking through at a single point, directly piercing, crushing, and pulverizing those who dared to oppose the coldness.

Like the "Despair" form of the [Blue Demon Body], it utilizes the rules of emotion. The more thoroughly the power of despair is compressed, the stronger the power that bursts out in an instant!

Thus, this move came about, the culmination of his understanding of the rules of ice—[Winter Star in the Palm]!

However, the casting of this spell requires an abnormally high level of precision in controlling the caster's mental power.

Dago had tried fighting the Bone Bell Maflin; that was his first real-world test.

Combined with the spatial element's [Shattered Silver Ice], it achieved a very good crowd control effect, but it was only crowd control.

That was still far from the destructive power of "one-hit kill" that he had envisioned, and there was even a risk that the model would collapse.

Only after Dago broke through to the third-circle wizard realm, undergoing a qualitative change in his mental power and a significant increase in his soul power, did he finally possess the ability to control this violent energy and truly realize this technique—

【Dago Heca's - Winter Star in His Palm】!

The deep blue, dazzling sphere of light pressed down, as if a miniature star were collapsing in the palm of his hand, and countless blazing streams of light surged and spilled out from between Dago's five fingers.

That wasn't ordinary light; it was a stream of highly concentrated ice element particles.

The small patch of void where he was located was completely frozen by extreme cold, so cold that even light could not escape and was frozen in the air, creating mysterious patterns like blue ice flowers.

Kolcrow's two enormous green bone hands were originally indestructible.

But under the erosion of countless streams of extremely cold light, they seemed to have undergone hundreds of millions of years of weathering, remaining frozen in a posture that was trying to close together.

With a "crack," it was the sound of rules shattering, and then it exploded into a shower of bone dust.

The domain field belonging to Kolcrow trembled violently, as if a magnitude 10 earthquake had occurred.

The vast ocean of necromantic energy particles, originally a huge green vortex that roared to devour everything, trembled, shook, shattered, and finally collapsed under the tyrannical crushing power of [Winter Star in the Palm].

Kolcrow looked up at Dargo, his arrogance gone, replaced by a hint of mockery in his eyes.

The first look of shock and emotion that appeared on my face was a direct experience of death.

Her long, dark green seaweed-like hair, which had been draped behind her, suddenly rose up in unison, like a startled venomous snake.

Colcrown's face contorted in a grimace; the life-or-death crisis had unleashed his potential, and he suddenly spread his arms wide.

Beneath the robe, two bone armlets trembled simultaneously, emitting mournful ghostly howls and releasing wave after wave of intense magical fluctuations.

Following closely behind, countless complex and mysterious green runes lit up on his arms, neck, and pale, handsome cheeks, as if some ancient curse had been activated.

In an instant, the shattered domain was forcibly reassembled, a result of overdrawing its own magical power.

The dozen or so giant skulls surrounding Kolclaw seemed to respond to some kind of summons, and collided together with a loud bang.

They interlock to form a gigantic skull pelvis, resembling a wall of sighs.

The pelvis spun wildly, whipping up a green tornado that rose high into the sky, desperately resisting the relentlessly descending deep blue sphere of light.

"Click click click—"

The ear-piercing friction sound resounded through the sky; it was the sound of two completely different rules grinding each other away.

The incomparably brilliant deep blue sphere of light collided with the pelvis, constantly emitting teeth-grinding friction and cracking sounds, as if the space itself was groaning.

Countless streams of deep blue and eerie green light emanated from the point where the two spells clashed, as dazzling yet deadly as fireworks.

A terrifying energy tide, like a tsunami, surged in the void, spreading outwards wave after wave, annihilating everything in its path.

The terrifying aftershocks of energy forced the onlookers to retreat again and again, their protective shields flickering erratically in the aftershocks.

Everyone wore expressions of utter shock; they could hardly believe their eyes. Could this really be an attack from a third-ring wizard?

They even overlooked the lighting of a stone pillar, and the ancient city's light curtain that was almost shrinking behind them; their eyes were only on the world-destroying ball of light.

At that moment, countless people had the same thought racing through their minds—who exactly is this person? What makes him think he can push Kolcrow to this extent?!

The geniuses who had already taken their seats on the illuminated stone pillars also turned their attention to it.

Many people were surprised that in a deserted corner, there was such a monstrous rising star who could directly confront the chief inheritor of the "Phantom Mask," Kolklau. This was a huge shock to the existing rankings.

Encased in titanium, Dago's eyes blazed like demonic fire, a sign of his mental energy being pushed to its limit, yet his mind remained as calm as an icy lake, like a sophisticated computing machine.

【Palm-sized Winter Star】is still incomplete; it is currently only a "prototype," a harsh reality revealed by experimental data.

He could clearly sense the terrifying energy within the sphere of light, which could go berserk at any moment; the chaotic and mixed aura of the Dharma Domain was rampaging wildly.

He felt as if he were holding an extremely unstable frost nuclear bomb that was about to... no, to be precise, was already exploding outwards!

If you're not careful, you'll be the first to be turned into an ice sculpture by this force.

In Dago's vision, the true "Winter Star in His Hands" should be a stable magical crystal ball in his hand.

The power of frost converges at a single point, achieving perfect balance within its internal structure. The magic domains intertwine and blend seamlessly, becoming as compliant as an extension of one's own arm.

Although he succeeded in the first step, compressing the core of the [Winter Star] style's icy domain to a relatively extreme degree.

But merely "brutally" kneading all the power within the domain into a ball is like forcibly stuffing a bunch of explosives into a jar.

The power of [Winter Star in the Palm] still has great potential for improvement, but this requires more precise micro-management.

"This is the best I can do at this stage. My soul power, mental power, and control over ice elemental energy are all lacking."

As he pondered this, Dago silently recorded the data from this spellcasting as a basis for future improvements.

At this moment, his control over the ball of light in his palm had reached its limit, and the muscles in his arm were trembling slightly.

Through the turbulent torrent of energy, Dago's azure eyes pierced the green mist.

He saw beneath the skull's pelvis, Kolcrow's face contorted with madness, a look of terror born of his fear of defeat.

His alluring blue-gold eyes flickered slightly, revealing the cold ruthlessness of a hunter seeing his prey fall into his trap.