Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

All of this is thanks to his persistent and arduous practice of the Ancient Star Meditation Method during this period.

Dargo's mastery of magic has already surpassed several levels.

He could even compress the originally terrifying and enormous dance of fine snow into a knife a few centimeters long, perfectly concentrating the vast energy of the triple resonance within a palm's width!

"It seems that this spell tower is testing the tester's purest spellcasting ability."

Dago crushed the ice blade in his palm, lost in thought. "It cruelly cut off any external assistance that might be available to those of a higher level."

"Every wizard who enters the Trial Tower will have their basic strength forcibly redistributed."

"My mental strength and the number of crystals have long exceeded the theoretical limits that a normal third-circle wizard can achieve."

"That's why the laws within the tower restrict my strength to the level of stepping into the forbidden zone of wizarding—that is, ten soul crystals and a fixed level of secondary purification."

After a brief deduction, Dago roughly understood the underlying logic behind this challenge.

The third-ring water mage who was instantly killed by him just now was actually quite powerful on paper.

Even a typical peak-level third-ring wizard of the same rank would find it quite troublesome to face this vast ocean, which is most suitable for water magic.

Unfortunately, Dargo's core strength was simply too far beyond his opponent's.

Even though the system forcibly removed a large portion of his trump cards, he felt absolutely no pressure whatsoever.

Just as he was making plans in his mind, the change of environment came without warning.

In the area where the water mage had "died," a small patch of azure seawater suddenly began to boil wildly, like boiling water.

"Gurgle—"

The pungent smell of sulfur replaced the sea breeze, and dark red, scorching magma tore through the seawater, gushing out from the abyss!

Immediately afterwards, that deadly fiery red rapidly magnified in the field of vision, quickly devouring the original azure with overwhelming force.

In the blink of an eye, everything has changed.

The once cool, steaming ocean has instantly transformed into a boundless, volcanic landscape of molten lava.

Dago narrowed his eyes slightly, calmly examining the extremely violent scene changes.

He raised his hand and gently wiped away the fine beads of sweat that had seeped from his forehead and temples with his rough sleeve.

Having lost the passive immunity to extremes from the [Blue Demon Body], his conscious body even began to feel unbearably hot in the face of such terrifying high temperatures.

This demonstrates just how harsh the environment of this magma inferno is right now.

"Is it because the laws within the tower discovered my exceptional skill with ice magic, that they deliberately switched the scene to a fire magic arena that perfectly counters me?"

In the far distance, at the crater, molten lava and flames converge wildly.

Soon, a wizard's figure, riding a ferocious two-headed fire lizard and radiating a suffocatingly hot aura, rapidly solidified in the flames.

Just like before, there was no nonsense or any pre-battle preparation.

As soon as the new fire mage opponent appeared, he raised his staff without hesitation and began to trigger a devastating fire resonance.

In the void, a blinding red light, accompanied by a raging heat wave strong enough to distort light, swept in like a tsunami!

Dago's eyes sharpened, and he quickly drew several slices of ice crystals in front of him, as dazzling as diamonds, in an attempt to refract the heat.

However, he still felt a sharp, burning pain in his brain, as if it were being scorched by fire.

This is a mental elemental attack that directly targets the soul.

The opponent defending this round has a strength that has directly crossed levels, soaring to the terrifying level of a fourth-ring miracle wizard.

"This is getting interesting."

Dago took a deep breath of the scorching air, his face showing no fear, but rather a hint of coldness.

This was the first time in his life that he had experienced such a relentless, "deliberately targeted" attack.

Their own prized strengths are ruthlessly stripped away and weakened layer by layer, while their opponents continue to grow stronger with the support of the environment.

This extremely unfavorable situation, where he was forced into a corner, was like a raging fire, instantly igniting the deep-seated, frenzied fighting spirit within him.

After all, ordinary fourth-ring miracle wizards don't have the ability to unleash a soul burn of this intensity.

"boom--!"

Without any warning, a pillar of lava fire, tightly bound by viscous magma and blazing white flames, burst open and rose directly from the rock beneath Dago's feet.

Dago's figure was like a black leaf falling in a late autumn storm. He lightly touched the air with his toes and flew rapidly backward.

He narrowly escaped the deadly attack by grazing the edge of the pillar of fire, which was powerful enough to melt steel.

He was given absolutely no time to breathe.

Before the first pillar of fire had even died down, a second, raging pillar of fire burst forth from the side where he had landed.

Then came the third, the fourth...

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Towering pillars of lava rose one after another from the ground, carrying terrifying heat capable of completely charring and distorting space, clinging to Dago's afterimage like a malignant tumor.

Dago's robe sleeves fluttered in the heat.

He didn't even consciously use his eyes to see; relying entirely on his abnormal mental probing and honed combat instincts, he constantly dodged and weaved through perilous situations.

He constantly dodged those scorching pillars of deathly fire, his whole being resembling a ghostly black butterfly that had strayed into the infernal hell and was walking on the line between life and death.

He leaned slightly forward, pulling and maneuvering along a precisely calculated arc to engage the powerful fire mage.

He coldly stretched his arms out to the sides.

His ten long, slender fingers trembled and plucked rapidly in the air.

As her fingers danced, tiny, dazzling white ice shards fell like raindrops, much like the icy scales scattered along the path of this desperate black butterfly as it struggled.

Each tiny shard of ice that left Dago's fingertips instantly condensed into a complete ice spell model in the scorching void.

Immediately afterwards, under the domineering blessing of the [Multiple Prisms], the spell rapidly split and replicated.

He didn't release these spells immediately; instead, they transformed into tiny, ice-blue planets that orbited Dago's body at high speed.

The chilling aura of the magic domain layered and compressed, and the number of ice magic stars accumulating around Dago became increasingly dense.

When this suppressed chill rises to a certain critical point!

Dago's ghostly figure, which had been constantly dodging, suddenly stopped, and his feet slammed into the void, freezing him in place.

He turned abruptly, facing the fourth-ringed Miracle Fire Mage who was relentlessly unleashing his firepower in the distance.

The opponent's practical combat sense was extremely keen, and almost instantly he seized upon Dago's perfect weakness in pausing.

The fire mage swung his staff wildly, which looked as if it were cast from lava.

In an instant, the entire boiling sea of ​​lava roared deafeningly!

"Hiss hiss hiss—"

Deep within the sea of ​​fire, countless crimson magma serpents as thick as buckets burst forth from the waves.

They bared their fangs, dripping with lava, and attacked Dago from all directions, overwhelming him at the eye of the storm.

In that instant, the entire void was completely distorted and deformed by the terrifying high temperature, and everywhere one could see was a despairing, deathly, fiery red.

However, Dago seemed to be blind, completely ignoring the fire serpents that were enough to melt him.

His thin face remained calm and still, like a still lake or a deep well.