Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

After the concentration of the Winter Dragon bloodline reached six percent, Dago's talent in Frost Mage had reached a monstrous level.

He didn't even need to do anything; he simply raised his hand, and his spiritual energy surged forth.

On this pitch-black wilderness, a large number of free ice-type energy particles surged toward him as if in worship, forming dense pillars of frost, roaring like blue pythons as they met the fireball falling like a meteorite.

The difference between wizards and monsters is that wizards cast spells using skills, while monsters cast spells using instincts.

Dago's current mastery of ice magic in the mist layer has reached a level close to "instinct".

"Boom!"

The pillar of frost collided violently with the fireball falling from the sky, the two extreme energies clashing. The deep blue light in Dago's eyes flickered, appearing mysterious and eerie in the night.

With the billowing of his robes, his white hair rose up from behind, and terrifying layers of icy power surged upwards. The forces of fire and frost were locked in a stalemate tens of meters above the ground, splashing out brilliant streams of crimson and deep blue light.

After a dozen or so breaths, all the flames in the sky went out, leaving only clusters of frost.

The campfire at their feet had gone out, and the perfectly roasted rabbit meat had long since frozen into a hard block of ice.

"boom--"

A huge ice block, over ten meters in diameter, emanating a chilling aura, crashed heavily to the ground, creating a shallow crater.

Dago took a step forward, parted the white mist that filled the space, and looked through the ice to find a beautifully crafted red women's cane inside.

It's about the thickness of a finger, looks like an umbrella handle, has a bright color, and is decorated with many light red crystals and gold metal strips, giving it an elegant yet substantial look.

Unfortunately, there are obvious signs of breakage in the middle of the staff, and various hidden runes can even be seen on the cross-section of the fracture.

"The Crimson Lotus Staff?!"

Dago recognized the cane and was immediately surprised.

Unexpectedly, the fireball that fell from the sky contained the Crimson Lotus Staff of the Ash Witch, Tracy!

Dargo had fought Tracy once and was impressed by her staff-like weapon. Tracy was almost always with the Crimson Lotus Staff, which was also a major symbol of her identity.

"Even her beloved cane has been broken. Tracy's situation couldn't be worse now."

Tracy is no ordinary person; she even has a fifth-ring miracle wizard by her side. It's unexpected that she would be hunted down like this.

A sense of感慨 arose in Dago's heart, followed by a slight increase in alertness.

The Crimson Lotus Staff had fallen here, and Tracy might be nearby. He wasn't afraid of Tracy, but he was worried that she would attract pursuers and he would be the unlucky one to run into her.

"Why did the Crimson Lotus Staff specifically target me?"

After thinking for a moment, Dago guessed that the broken half of the Crimson Lotus Cane might have been a distress signal sent by Tracy, which just happened to fall in front of him.

Breaking through the ice, Dago retrieved the Crimson Lotus Staff.

This magical artifact is made of extraordinary materials and is of a very high grade. It is unknown how it was forged. Even when it is broken and damaged and no one is controlling it, the firepower contained within it shows a tendency to emanate again as soon as it is freed from the suppression of the frost.

Dago held it in his hand and could clearly feel a strong pulling force; the Crimson Lotus Staff seemed to be trying to guide him in a certain direction.

"As expected, it was thrown out to ask for help."

His suspicions were confirmed, but Dago had no intention of going with them.

Not to mention that he and Tracy already had a grudge, and in the Mechanical Heart, the other party almost "killed" him. Even if there was no enmity between them, the people who were hunting down Tracy were not people he could deal with.

He himself is still on the run.

"You can only blame your bad luck; the staff just had to fall in front of me."

"No, those who don't know the details and foolishly run to save people after finding this stick are the ones who will really be in big trouble."

Dago initially intended to ignore it, but considering his past conflict with Tracy, he thought for a moment, then pressed down on his cane and summoned Titanium.

"The material of this staff seems to contain some metal; I wonder if it can be absorbed by titanium."

Black titanium coated Dago's right hand, quickly enveloping the entire Crimson Lotus Staff.

Accompanied by a series of soft, rhythmic chewing sounds, Dago's eyes brightened slightly.

"It really could become a staple food for titanium."

However, perhaps because the Crimson Lotus Staff is made of such complex and precious materials, titanium absorbs its metallic components extremely slowly.

As it was slowly being "devoured," the Crimson Lotus Staff emitted continuous "wailing" sounds and trembled violently, but it was held down firmly by Dago with one hand, making it impossible for it to break free and escape.

While consuming titanium, Dago simultaneously infused his mental energy into the Crimson Lotus Staff, recording the runes engraved within it.

The runes that make up the Crimson Lotus Staff are numerous, complex, and advanced, which further highlights its extraordinary quality. Dago simply memorized them all and planned to study them later.

Because of the crimson lotus staff that fell from the sky, Dago no longer lingered in place. He made his way by the starlight, heading in the opposite direction from which the staff had flown.

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Three days later, in the daylight, a figure stood in the field with his eyes closed, as if he were thinking about something.

Suddenly, wisps of gray mist emanated from around the figure, completely enveloping it and preventing sunlight from penetrating. The figure instantly exuded a sinister and cold aura.

"Whoosh—"

Dago suddenly opened his eyes, picked up a strange, square cowbell, and shook it gently. Strangely, no sound came out, but the gray mist surrounding him was completely absorbed by the cowbell.

"call--"

Dago exhaled a breath of stale air and quietly reflected on what he had gained over the past few days.

He had thoroughly studied the strange cowbell he obtained from Mamfulin. This cowbell was a rather high-level necromancer artifact, containing a ghostly space specifically designed to nurture ghosts.

Dago did not find the complete legacy of "Bone Bell," but he did find a powerful necromancy spell legacy called—[Ghost Arrow]!

This spell is of a very high rank; only fourth-ring miracle wizards are qualified to learn it.