Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

Dago's eyes flashed violently, and his hands, which had been spread out to the sides, suddenly clasped together heavily at the center of his chest!

A terrifyingly cold aura, forcibly suppressed to the extreme, exploded like a bursting dam!

"boom--!!!"

The thousands of densely packed ice magic stars that had previously accumulated around the area instantly arranged themselves into three dazzling absolute ice rings, which then spread outwards and swept across the area with overwhelming force!

In an instant, an almost endless stream of abyssal chill erupted forth.

Pure ice blue and pale snow color swept across the sky in an unreasonable manner, forcibly covering and freezing all the arrogant fiery red!

An ancient winter star, exuding an aura of eternal desolation, suddenly rose from this vast and boundless storm of frigid air!

"Winter Mirrors!"

Just as this magnificent winter star took shape and the cold storm reached its peak.

Dago clasped his hands together, his ten fingers flying, forming intricate hand seals.

In the deepest recesses of his profound blue eyes, several mysterious and complex silver runes flashed by like shooting stars.

A miracle occurred.

In this scorching inferno where even steel could instantly vaporize, time seemed to have been paused.

All the wildly swaying, rising, and raging lava flames were instantly and forcibly frozen in place.

The airflow in the entire space was frozen by the extreme cold, transforming into a smooth, flawless, giant silver mirror that reflected everything.

Dago slowly lowered his hands and calmly walked out from the circle of countless fire snakes, each with a different posture and completely frozen in ice.

Her robes and long hair fluttered in the cold wind.

A faint mist of frost swirled around him, making him appear like a king surveying his territory as he strolled alone through this breathtakingly beautiful, life-and-death intertwined landscape of ice and fire.

However, this absolute stillness, which defies the laws of environmental norms, is destined not to last long.

The immense and resilient mental power belonging to the fourth-ring miracle wizard, like a caged beast that had been provoked, began to frantically crash and shake this fragile, solidified domain from within.

"Click—"

A deep, narrow black crack suddenly appeared on the flawless silver mirror.

Dago paused for half a second, his composed steps faltering.

He glanced indifferently at the crack, then a cold, sharp smile appeared on his lips as he continued walking forward.

"Snap! Snap! Snap—"

[Winter Mirror] The sounds of breaking under the strain grew more and more frequent, like a countdown to death.

At this critical juncture, when the cracks were building up to the point of total collapse!

Dago snorted coldly and suddenly flicked his sleeve forward.

He decided to take the initiative and detonated the core of the spell, completely shattering the painstakingly constructed [Winter Mirror]!

Arcane Art - [Shattered Winter Mirror]!

In an instant, the exquisite silver mirror shattered, exploding into countless sharp fragments of varying sizes.

Each crystalline fragment is eerily interwoven with deathly colors of icy blue and fiery red.

Even more deadly is that the sharp edges of each fragment spew out a dense, spatially disintegrating force powerful enough to tear flesh apart.

In this terrifying storm of countless spatial turbulence and icy chilling air.

The fourth-ring fire mage opponent did not back down; instead, he chanted a new, more powerful and ferocious spell.

The solidified sea of ​​magma beneath his feet stirred once more, churning and swirling wildly like boiling asphalt.

As it was seen, the shadow of a colossal beast, formed from countless highly compressed and condensed dark red flames, was struggling to forcibly pull its body out of the abyss of the sea of ​​fire.

Dago narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils reflecting the fiery behemoth that was trying to retaliate.

He raised his right hand expressionlessly, his five fingers making a grasping motion.

All that could be heard was a mournful "hum"!

In this void, countless spatial rifts and turbulent ice magic flows were originally roaming and causing destruction, as well as the grand ruins that symbolized the "collapse of the Winter Mirror".

Suddenly, as if all streams were flowing into the same source, they were all forcibly drawn together by some domineering law, disregarding everything and rapidly collapsing and converging towards Dago's right palm.

A murky, deep, icy blue light emerged from the center of Dago's palm.

Before the ball of light could fully absorb power and grow stronger, Dago had already hooked his thumb into his middle finger, aimed at the sea of ​​fire in front of him, and flicked his finger sharply!

"call--!"

The spatial cutting force and ice-based destructive energy, which had been drastically compressed and concentrated to the extreme, suddenly condensed into a snowflake as thin as a cicada's wing the instant it soared through the air.

What's chilling is that within each hexagonal edge of this tiny, fingernail-sized snowflake, a terrifying vision of a planet in an ice age, where everything is annihilated, seems to be clearly reflected.

This seemingly light and drifting "snowflake" was just a foot away from grazing the nose of the fourth-ring fire mage.

The terrifying power that had been forcibly kneaded and compressed within it finally reached the limit of balance and could no longer be suppressed by the laws.

"boom--!!!"

A deafening roar that defies description!

That fragile snowflake instantly transformed into a terrifying torrent of extreme cold magic, capable of annihilating everything.

With overwhelming force, it annihilated the fourth-circle fire mage who had barely managed to summon half of his magical beast.

It swallowed and submerged the entire arrogant lava and fire domain behind it without any doubt.

As the violent commotion in the space gradually subsided and the churning dust settled, the chaos began to subside.

In what was once an unbearably hot fiery region, where even the air could ignite, a bizarre scene defied all logic—scorching red magma and deathly blue glaciers were forcibly intertwined and coexisted by the laws of nature.

The six-pointed snowflakes falling from the sky danced an eerie dance with the stubbornly flickering embers on the ground.

Dago stepped slowly into this desolate realm of ice and fire, his feet crunching on the scorched earth.

He casually stretched out his hand, his slender fingers gently pinching a snowflake that had just fallen, and examined it closely in front of his eyes.

Deep in his eyes, an undisguised joy and a sense of enlightenment shone.

"If it weren't for this Trial Tower forcing me to perform this pure spellcasting that strips away external influences..."

Dago crushed the snowflakes and muttered to himself, "I didn't even know that the obscure and tedious [Ancient Star Meditation Method] had unknowingly raised my microscopic control over magic and the subtlety of the laws to such a terrifying and abnormal level."

First, the Broken Winter Mirror was used to create a dual turbulence of space and elements; then, the terrifying suction of the Winter Star in the Palm was seamlessly connected.

Finally, the collapsing illusion of the Winter Star, along with the shattering power that tore through space, was compressed and condensed into a thin, tiny snowflake without any deviation.

This kind of micro-management, dancing on the edge of a knife, was something that even the former Dago could never have imagined in actual combat, let alone dream of it being so precise.

"This is a truly lethal move."

Dago smiled slightly and gently flicked away the bit of melted snow water from his palm.

He thought for a moment, a confident glint in his eyes, and solemnly decided, "How about we name it—【Flick of the Finger Winter Star】?"

Although this was just a name he improvised and randomly chose, it is not rigorous or accurate in terms of the principles of magic.

But more importantly, during this real-world battle where he instantly killed someone of a higher level, countless sparks of inspiration for the future development of the [Winter Star] system of ice magic were generated in Dago's mind.

He was certain that as long as he could fully grasp and utilize the terrifyingly subtle control over magic brought about by the [Primordial Star Meditation Method], he could succeed.

Therefore, the upper limit of the true power of his future ice magic can definitely be raised again by an unreasonable margin.