Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

During his three years of arduous training in the Thorn Ring, he followed the end of the Sea of ​​Despair and saw the river of despair energy leaking out at a single point, forming a black vortex like the eye of a demon god, leading to a bottomless abyss.

However, the effect of the [multiple prisms] instantly erases this distance, or even surpasses it by a great margin.

It was like when he was a first-level wizard and hadn't yet grasped the first level of magic resonance, yet he still cast [River of Despair].

Within the frozen snow country, a massive, pitch-black vortex formed by a torrent of despairing energy emanated a terrifying aura that sent shivers down one's spine, sucking in, pulling, and shattering everything in its path.

Evaque, whose form was frozen inside the "Winter Mirror," had no time to react before his semi-illusory ghost wolf body was pulled into the vortex.

He summoned several deep blue spirit wolf shadows around him, which were directly torn apart by the terrifying power released by the vortex. Just as Evaque was about to be completely swallowed by the black vortex, Dago's eyes flickered slightly.

"Clatter—"

He snapped his fingers.

The terrifying vortex, resembling the eye of a demon, suddenly stopped, and the power that devoured and tore everything quickly dissipated.

A black ghost wolf struggled to its way out of the vortex, looking rather disheveled. With a shake, it transformed back into human form in the void.

"Whoosh—whoosh—"

Evaque's chest heaved, his eyes still gleaming with the lingering fear of narrowly escaping death. However, compared to that, what truly shocked and moved Evaque was the terrifying power of the secret technique, [Endless Vortex of the Sea of ​​Despair].

Soon, all these emotions turned into a deep complexity. Evaque stood in mid-air, his gaze fixed on Dago, whose white hair was dancing in the distance. After a moment of silence, he spoke in a low voice.

"I lost."

The vast ruins of the ancient fairy city fell silent for a moment, as countless streams of energy scattered in all directions in the sky, leaving behind traces of vortexes.

This rare and magnificent scene was not appreciated by anyone at the moment. Most of the wizards were still in the midst of the immense shock and awe brought by the terrifying energy vortex that resembled the eye of a demon god, and they could not recover for a long time.

"Evaque has actually lost."

"What kind of magic is that? A legendary forbidden spell?"

Someone spoke in a trembling voice, looking at the others with a horrified expression.

When that terrifying vortex appeared, he was merely an observer, yet he felt a tremendous sense of dread, as if his soul were being sucked into the vortex.

He was not the only wizard who shared similar feelings; for ordinary wizards at the first or second level, no one could answer the question he posed.

After a brief silence, someone murmured, "Even Evaque lost, damn it, could Dago Heca really have a chance to finish the Bloodbath..."

In the hidden void, Kolklau, who was eagerly anticipating Dago's soul being destroyed by Evaque's magic, looked like someone had their neck choked, his mouth slightly open, his expression exaggerated, unable to utter a single word.

Not far from him, Gehrman, who was also shocked, stood up. However, at this moment, Gehrman seemed to be emerging from the shadow of defeat.

Not only them, but the other talented wizards who witnessed the entire battle were also deeply moved, especially...

He was the first to be eliminated by Dago, the Crimson Oath Wizard. Besides the shock on his face, there was also a deep sense of relief that was hard for others to detect.

Fortunately, he disengaged from the battle early enough. Dago's [Shattered Winter Mirror] had already put him under considerable strain. The sheer terror of facing countless spatial turbulence was still terrifying to think about. If he had stayed on the stage any longer, he might have been completely swallowed by the energy vortex by now.

He doesn't possess the ancient sorcerer's abilities that make him "immune" to most magical attacks, like Evaquina.

Unlike ordinary wizards, those wizards who were seated on the stone pillars or near the edge of the platform were all the absolute leaders of their respective wizarding forces. Their vision and knowledge were far superior to those of ordinary wizards.

Regarding the spell that Dago used to defeat Evaque, an unverified rumor began to circulate slowly within the small circle of wizards above the third ring.

One of the terms mentioned repeatedly is "Miracle Domain"!

"It is not a realm of miracles."

On the stone pillar, Michael, high above, heard a word faintly reaching his ears from all around, and his eyes flickered.

As a princess of the wizarding empire in the central continent, she was more aware than ordinary people of the characteristics of the Miracle Domain, which is above the extraordinary. She had even personally witnessed the descent of the "Miracle Domain".

That is a power that could never appear at the formal wizard stage, just like a mortal with flesh and blood, no matter how talented, could never reach out and grasp the lightning falling from the sky.

"But it did surprise me... Is this what you were so proud of when you rejected me?"

Michael calmly looked at the figure on the platform, several thoughts flowing through his mind like still water.

"We're already close to the edge of the Miracle Domain."

In the void, a slight emotion appeared on the face of the miracle wizard from the Emerald Court, and even his words carried a hint of admiration, "Although it was achieved through some special means, at this age of the soul, at this level of strength, and in the south, it is still quite remarkable."

Legend has it that ancient wizards were all like dragons, and each spell they cast had a similar "magic domain" effect, but this was more of a "benefit" brought about by a favorable spellcasting environment.

Those genius wizards who truly understand the essence of magic can, on this basis, resonate with deeper energy elements in the world and wield power comparable to that of gods.

This realm is known as "Miracle," a magical realm that an ordinary wizard cannot touch or reach.

To comprehend the "Miracle Domain," sufficiently powerful soul force is merely a prerequisite; the most crucial factor is individual talent, a talent possessed by only a select few.

Therefore, even at the level of miracles, many wizards can only stand outside the threshold of the "miracle domain" and watch from the sidelines, including himself.

This young, third-circle wizard from the south, while not yet having truly entered the "realm of miracles," is already far ahead of many others in approaching the realm of "miracles" at this stage.

If he has the opportunity to embrace the Miracle Stage in the future, his chances of fully entering it will be greater than those of ordinary wizards, which amazes him.

After the miracle wizard of the Emerald Court finished his exclamation, he glanced at Jennifer beside him and found that she had returned to her original kind and "old and frail" appearance.

Yes, given their status and strength, they have probably seen far more outstanding geniuses over the long years. Merely approaching the edge of the Miracle Domain is not enough to attract their attention.

"Hopefully, after this gathering, they will consider the Lucien royal family's reputation and not do anything too outrageous to Michael."

The miracle wizard of the Emerald Court sighed inwardly and said nothing more.

"Looks like my taste is pretty good."

In the crowd, Lindis gazed into the distance, a smile returning to his face. "He's even more outstanding than you were in your youth, Doru. He's truly a radiant and brilliant talent."

The man in black remained silent, and Lindis didn't seem to mind. He simply tilted his head slightly and murmured, "It seems the heavens are still on my side... and don't want this interesting game of mine to end too soon. So, who should we send out for the next round?"

Lindis reached out and gently stroked his smooth, sharp chin, his eyes sparkling, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

He seemed more interested than before.