Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

Dago took a deep breath, trying to calm his turbulent emotions.

"Under normal circumstances, this would be the end of our day. For a novice spirit sorcerer like myself who has only recently begun my training, this is where I receive my inheritance. But now..."

Evaque shook his head, and said, whether with relief or regret, "Let's go."

He led Dago forward.

The two walked through the stone statue square. Along the way, Dago saw countless collapsed and decayed stone statues. He estimated in his mind that the relatively well-preserved stone statues in this square probably accounted for less than one percent of the total number of stone statues.

This only includes those spirit mediums who have already "died," not those who are "dying" in the process of dying.

The ancient sorcery school has truly declined.

At the end of the square, there was another set of black stairs leading to an upper level, and the two continued forward.

Every so often thereafter, the two would arrive at a sacrificial plaza similar to the one they had seen before, filled with stone statues.

The higher you go, the larger and more ancient the black stone statues standing in the square become, and of course, the fewer in number they are.

Dago speculated that this was likely related to the power and status of the spirit shaman represented by the stone statue during his lifetime.

The higher the level of the stone statue in the plaza, the stronger it was in life, and the more prestigious its status in the Temple of Spirits.

The origins of spirit witches are not ancient. They are called "ancient spirit witches" because the spirit witch school reached its peak in ancient times. As for its origins, Dago is not clear either.

Dago followed Evaque closely, silently counting the number of stone statue squares they passed.

As they arrived at yet another new square, and as Dago silently counted to five, he heard Evaque whisper, "We're here, Dago."

Dago's spirits trembled slightly, and his gaze followed the clusters of blazing firelight as he scanned the square before him.

He saw that only twenty-four black stone statues remained in the sacrificial plaza before him.

But each stone statue, almost all over a hundred meters tall, stands like a silent giant in different corners of the square, its form obscuring the firelight and casting endless shadows behind it.

"call--"

Dago let out a long breath. Facing these ancient and powerful beings, even if they were just their "corpses," he still felt a great deal of pressure.

"These are the twenty-four chief priests of the Temple of All Spirits, whose status is second only to the temple master. Each of them is a sage who was once worshipped and revered by all the priests."

Evaque explained to Dago, then knelt down on the spot, bowing to each of the stone giant statues, performing the highest ritual of the shaman with utmost piety.

Although Dago is not a member of the spirit witches, he is fortunate to be here and meet these predecessors of the wizarding world, and he also has great respect for them.

He counted the twenty-four stone statues of the shamans in front of him and found that sixteen of them were already in a state of decay and collapse, and their complete forms could no longer be recognized.

Of the remaining eight statues, there were more or less cracks on their bodies. One of them, a humanoid stone statue wearing a robe, whose face was not visible and whose hands were in a strange gesture, was almost completely covered with cracks, giving the impression that it would collapse completely at any moment.

"What level of power does the Chief Witch possess?"

Based on the strength of the spirit shamans in the first-level stone statue plaza, if the first level has four rings and the second level has five rings, then the fifth-level shaman leader should be... an eighth-ring shaman?!

Dago didn't understand, but his expression grew increasingly complicated.

Even someone as powerful as the Spirit Witch Master can't ultimately escape the control of fate and the erosion of time, can he?

He couldn't help but think of the "Gold Eaters," the group of people who walked the earth in the name of "Melville." He wondered how many of those "Melvilles" who dreamed of building an ideal world were still alive.

Dago's gaze swept over the stone statues of the shamans, and suddenly, it settled on one of them.

"That is...."

Dago pursed his lips, looked at a stone statue, and uttered a single word: "Dragon?"

From any angle, the stone statue in front of him perfectly matched Dago's stereotype of a "dragon"—

A massive and elongated body, covered entirely in black scales, with sharp horns curving upwards from both sides of its forehead, enormous and broad bat wings, and a long tail covered in barbs that ends like a warhammer.

Domineering, majestic, mysterious, ruthless, in control of everything, and arrogant!

Of the eight remaining stone statues on the site, this dragon-shaped statue is the largest and the best preserved.

Dago stared intently at it, and Evaque walked slowly to his side, raised his head, and said slowly, "Yes."

"Dragon Wizard Bahafus was a true pure-blooded dragon in his lifetime."

"After joining the Temple of All Spirits, he became one of the three grandmasters who controlled the spirit transformation system."

Evaque looked at Dago and said softly, "Like you, when I first came here, I was immediately attracted by its power and magnificence, and chose it without hesitation. Unfortunately..."

Evaqui shook his head. "Dragon Witch Master Bahafus is the one with the highest and most demanding requirements for his successor among the twenty-four Witch Masters."

"I even think that a proud being like him, even if he were to die completely in a self-sealed slumber, would not be willing to leave his legacy to any non-dragon being."

As Dago listened to Evaque's account, his eyes flickered slightly.

Whether in the secular world or the wizarding world, dragons have always been powerful creatures that exist only in legends.

There are countless legends about dragons, and Dago has heard and read many stories about them.

Now, a real dragon is before him, and even he finds it difficult to remain completely calm.

"Perhaps you can give it a try."

Evaqui suddenly spoke up: "If you can obtain the inheritance of the Dragon Witch Master Bahafus, I believe that the remaining problems of your soul will be easily solved."

Dago turned to look at Evaque in surprise. "I am not a sorcerer... and I have no intention of becoming one."

"Most people don't know what they really want until fate gives them the final answer."

Evaque looked him in the eye and answered calmly.

Dago frowned.

He looked at Evaque, who seemed to be extending an olive branch to him and trying his best to win him over, and then glanced at the huge dragon-shaped stone statue that was close at hand.

His eyes flickered, and after a moment's consideration, he said, "Alright, what should I do?"