Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

"The improvement in my soul aptitude has greatly enhanced my intelligence."

In Dargo's understanding, the concept of "intelligence" is not entirely equivalent to "wisdom," but rather represents the ability to learn and understand, the ability to absorb and digest new knowledge, the frequency of inspiration, and so on.

When he was a first-ring wizard, he consumed five bottles of "Solomon's Blessing," which greatly enhanced his intelligence.

With the blessing of [Winter Silence], his learning and thinking abilities, if not unparalleled among his peers, are at least few wizards of the same level who can match him.

Now, Dago's "intelligence" level has increased significantly.

He felt that his brain was now almost as active as it had been after activating [Winter's Stillness].

This improvement is of great help to Dago, meaning that he can greatly shorten the process of analyzing the inherited runes in the Isidore Archon armbands, and can also optimize and upgrade his own spell system more easily.

After two purifications of his spiritual power, his soul has now been restored, and Dago's spiritual power is now dozens of times stronger than that of other wizards at the same level.

Based on his understanding of miracle-level wizards, Dargo estimated that his current total mental strength was no less than that of an average fourth-circle wizard.

He simply couldn't achieve the same effect as a fourth-ring miracle wizard, which was to imbue his released mental energy with an elemental quality.

This is something that even Michael, who once stepped into the "Wizard's Forbidden Zone" and condensed his tenth soul crystal, could not match.

"And I still have room for improvement."

"If I can train the Grey Sun Meditation Technique to two or more attributes at the third-ring wizard stage, and purify my mental power a third time, even if I can't step into the 'Wizard Forbidden Zone', I will far surpass the top wizard geniuses in the central region in terms of mental power."

Dago took a deep breath and slowly stood up from the ground.

The unparalleled spiritual power he possessed brought with it an incredibly terrifying mental pressure, even though Dago had already tried his best to control it—

The void surrounding his body naturally formed a striking sense of distortion and collapse.

A large number of free energy particles in the air spontaneously converged, condensing into a thick energy barrier around him.

This naturally formed energy field is almost as strong as the protective spells cast by a typical third-ring wizard.

"The soul is the eternal home."

Looking at the natural protective force field outside his body, which was many times stronger than before, Dago suddenly had a deeper understanding of this phrase that he had been familiar with since his apprenticeship.

Wizards pursue the power of the soul not because physical strength is useless, but because strengthening the soul is the most cost-effective path.

The soul is the foundation of everything, and spiritual power originates from the soul. In addition to offense, spiritual power can also provide oneself with powerful defense.

The benefits of physical training or physical transformation are not as significant as the slight improvement in mental strength.

of course.

All of this is predicated on the premise that one's mental strength has always had enough room for improvement.

Once spiritual cultivation hits a bottleneck, physical cultivation might find another way.

Dago slightly dispersed his spiritual power, and an invisible ripple spread out, instantly spreading throughout the entire Heca family castle.

To his surprise, he discovered many people with "wizard potential" among the Heca family, including even his father, Baron Ferresher.

Before this, he had clearly checked everyone, and they were all "acquired" wizarding talents.

"Is it because of the radiation of my soul power when my soul underwent a mutation?"

"This 'radiation' seems to be limited to my clansmen who share the same bloodline."

Dago seemed to have gained a deeper understanding of the concept of "bloodline" inheritance.

He spread his mental energy to a range of nearly ten miles around the castle, but he still couldn't find Tracy.

Within their souls, the symbiotic connection was also severed.

It seems that during his seclusion, Tracy was taken away and the problem of their souls merging was completely resolved.

The result was far better than he had expected.

There was no retaliation.

Therese left quietly, and all the contingency plans he had prepared beforehand were never needed.

However, a sense of loss inexplicably arose in Dago's heart.

Over this period of time, he seemed to have gotten used to Tracy being by his side—

Just a few months ago, he had tried countless times to break that guy's neck.

"It must be because of what Evaque said, the remnants of the soul."

"It's a pity I couldn't get the legendary Phoenix bloodline for free."

Dago calmed the turmoil of emotions welling up inside him and regained his composure.

He took out several communication stones that he hadn't used in a long time from his spatial ring and examined them one by one.

Then, with a light step, he appeared in the sky outside the castle in the blink of an eye.

With the question of the soul resolved, it's time for Dago to leave.

He didn't say goodbye to anyone, and it's highly likely he'll never come back here again.

Nothing in this world is eternal. Even those ancient wizards who once shone in the heavens were eventually swallowed up by the river of time, let alone a small worldly family.

He had done everything he could for the Heca family; perhaps it would rise to prominence, or perhaps it would decline—

However, none of this concerned him.

He still has his own path to walk; everything is just beginning.

"Now that Tracy has left safely, the people from the Resurrection Society should be the ones with a headache."

"Judging from Tracy's personality, you can guess that the person behind her isn't exactly good-natured."

"In the coming period, the southern wizarding world will actually be the safest."

As Dago pondered this, his figure gradually disappeared into the horizon.

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"Is there still no news of Dago?"

Thorn Ring.

At the top of the magnificent, silver-white tower, resembling an iron throne, eight tower masters, led by the first tower master of the Thorn Ring, stood on a slowly rotating metal ring, discussing something in hushed tones.

"no."

Undine shook her head and replied softly, "He doesn't seem to want to be disturbed, nor does he want anyone to know where he is."

"Is it possible to forcibly recall him through a contract?"

Someone frowned and spoke up.

Do you think we have the ability to protect him?

Undine's eyes turned cold, and she replied aggressively.

Just as the speaker was about to retort, a voice rang out softly.

"I have already informed the teacher."

Undine's expression stiffened slightly, but the next second she saw the First Tower Master turn around, looking at her with a gentle expression, and say, "Teacher is very happy and values ​​this very much."

"He has made it clear that he will send someone to pick up Dago and take him to the central region, and is even willing to take him under his wing and personally teach him."

"And we..."

The First Tower Master's gaze swept over the crowd before him, his tone calm yet tinged with an inexplicable emotion as he spoke, word by word: "They will also be qualified to return in a perfect state as 'Outstanding Ones'."

In an instant, all the tower masters present, except for Undine and the plant-type witch who later joined the Magic Ring and was originally from the Water Palace, couldn't help but show a hint of excitement on their faces.

As members of the "Omnipotent Ring," they have been away from the central region for far too long.

So long that they had almost forgotten why they had come to the south in the first place.

Sometimes going back is not an easy thing. If it is not at the right time, even if they go back, they will soon be abandoned and neglected. In that case, it is better to stay in the south.

Now, a perfect opportunity has finally presented itself to them, and it would be a lie to say they weren't excited and overjoyed.

Undine, however, showed no joy whatsoever. Her eyes flickered, as if she wanted to say something.

At this moment, the First Tower Master changed his tone and said, "It will take some time for the people from the teacher's side to arrive."

"Before that, there were some minor troubles that we had to solve ourselves."

Before he finished speaking, everyone, including Undine, felt the light and shadows projected from above suddenly change.

Everyone subconsciously looked up, and immediately sensed a powerful and intense mental pressure rolling towards them.

He's a miracle-level wizard!

And there's more than one!

Everyone's expression changed slightly, as huge magical airships emerged from every corner of the sky like floating whales.

On each airship, there was a powerful figure radiating light, like the blazing sun.

Streams of spiritual energy at the Miracle Rank poured down from all directions, scattering the clouds in the sky and kneading the void into countless transparent, ripple-like waves.

An old, deep voice, like thunder, boomed through the sky.

"Thorn Ring, Manuel, do you remember that tea party we agreed upon three hundred years ago? We are here now to keep our promise."