Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

Dago was well aware that he was currently severely lacking in the inheritance of the [Winter Star] school of ice magic.

Moves like the "Shattered Winter Mirror" or the "Winter Star in the Palm" were all developed through trial and error, relying on his own understanding to forcefully deduce the killer moves.

At present, he has only built a vague framework in his mind.

Every subsequent step requires a wealth of practical knowledge and fleeting inspiration to fill in the gaps.

This is destined to be a long and thorny path of exploration.

But Dago's lips curled into a smile; he didn't find it boring at all.

On the contrary, he thoroughly enjoyed the sense of control that came from personally drawing up grand blueprints for ice magic.

"Click-click—click—"

A series of faint, unusual noises interrupted his thoughts, and water droplets seeped from the remaining frost around him, beginning to melt at an accelerated pace.

Dago immediately looked around alertly.

The temperature on this crimson battlefield is rising at a frenzied pace!

The fissures deep underground were completely torn open, and even thicker and hotter magma surged out like a fountain, with flames licking the void and rising higher and higher.

Clearly, the previous fourth-circle fire mage had just been killed, and the next, even more formidable enemy was already on its way.

Dago slowly propped up his slender body, his naturally falling hair moving on its own without wind, slowly floating up.

In his deep eyes, a strange, almost tangible blue light suddenly burst forth!

"Buzz!"

Deep within the mind, ten brilliant crystals of the soul were ignited simultaneously!

A terrifying mental force field, more than ten times stronger than before, burst forth from his body like a hurricane.

The violent mental energy transformed into tangible ripples, forcefully expelling the approaching flames in concentric circles.

【Ethereal and profound thought】!

Dago instantly switched into his most dangerous combat state.

The trials of the fourth stage of the Miracle have progressed, and the strength of the opponents to come will only increase exponentially.

In the face of the impending storm, taking the initiative is the only chance of victory.

"Gurgle gurgle—gurgle—"

About 100 meters directly in front, it's the same old spot.

Large, blinding gushes of magma surged violently, and a massive, twisted lava outline was rapidly reconstructing itself.

"hiss--"

Dago took a deep breath of the scorching air, his eyes suddenly turning cold.

He suddenly lowered his waist, knelt heavily on one knee, and pressed his right hand, with its five fingers spread wide like an eagle's claw, hard against the scorching void beneath his feet.

"boom!"

With the palm as the origin, countless streams of extremely cold air radiated out wildly, instantly transforming into a huge white vortex that pierced through the heavens and the earth.

The howling wind whipped Dago's wide robes upwards into a frenzy.

He pressed his five fingers tightly against the void, and deep blue ice crystals spread wildly.

The patterns resembled mysterious runes or a spider web, like the ever-shimmering aurora borealis above an ancient glacier, growing rapidly outwards with a chilling aura.

Strands of icy veins intertwined and coiled in the void.

In the blink of an eye, a giant, frost-covered net was woven into shape.

The center of the magic circle was locked onto the molten lava body that was about to take shape, and layers upon layers of absolute ice savagely covered it, attempting to forcibly freeze the boiling magma.

"Snap—Bang!"

However, the ice layer only lasted for half a breath before it exploded!

A terrifying mental force, dozens of times stronger than the previous opponent, violently tore through the ice like an awakened volcano.

This mental storm was mixed with pure, devastating firepower.

Wherever the heatwave passed, the frost in the void was instantly evaporated into white mist, and even the edges of the massive ice array began to melt and drip water over a large area.

"Mid-term of the Fourth Ring Road..."

Dago's pupils contracted slightly, and a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes.

He touched the ground with his toes and retreated rapidly like an arrow released from a bow.

At the same time, his ten fingers flew in front of him, creating dazzling afterimages.

One high-level ice spell after another was unleashed without any hesitation.

"fall!"

The snow kingdom illusion that had just collapsed was once again rebuilt majestically above the sea of ​​lava, and the extremely cold glacial phantoms pressed down fiercely, reinforcing the ice magic array at all costs.

Immediately afterwards, five distinct auras of the Dharma Domain rose simultaneously around Dago, gradually moving towards a forbidden fusion.

A faint, ancient, desolate, and domineering aura slowly emanated from the earth.

Accompanied by a muffled hiss, the phantom of the Desperate Winter Dragon Beheilite appeared faintly behind him, radiating a suffocating pressure.

"boom--!!!"

Just at the crucial moment of fusion, a huge gap suddenly exploded in the absolute center of the magic circle.

The long-suppressed crimson magma erupted like an angry dragon, transforming into a dazzling, fiery lotus that blotted out the sky and bloomed unrestrainedly in the center of the snow country.

The extreme collision of ice and fire stirs up billowing white steam like a tsunami.

Amidst the thick fog, a slender yet upright figure slowly emerged from the center of a blooming fire lotus.

Bright, blindingly hot magma flowed all over the person's body, and a flame-shaped ancient rune was flashing wildly between his brows.

Every move he made exuded a terrifying majesty, as if a fiery demon lord had descended upon the world.

Seeing this scene, Dago's brows furrowed tightly.

In this pure arena of consciousness, he lost his powerful physical body.

Lacking the physical support of the Desperate Winter Dragon Beheilite bloodline surging through his veins, the starting stance of this "Five Domains Fusion" move appeared incredibly sluggish and slow.

If this were outside, given his original casting speed, the Flame Demon wouldn't even have a chance to "break through the ice and make his appearance."

"The Golden Law".

"I can't wait any longer," Dago forced a sliver of his mind to part, and with a slight parting of his thin lips, he began to chant the obscure, ancient golden words in a low voice.

He suddenly stretched out his left hand, aiming it at the lava figure with flashing runes through the thick white mist.

His five fingers, like steel claws, clenched tightly in the void!

"Boom! Boom—!"

In an instant, the boiling magma surrounding the Balrog exploded violently.

Dozens of thick golden chains, cast from lava and mysterious metals and resembling ancient giant pythons, roared as they burst forth from the abyss!

【Golden Touch】

Dozens of golden chains pierced into Winter Star's domain with lightning speed, shooting straight towards the figure in the center, tightly binding and creating a piercing metallic friction sound.

The bound fire demon let out a low growl, its body erupting with a blinding crimson light as it desperately resisted the strangulation of the chains.

Dago gritted his teeth. Without titanium as a core spellcasting medium, the power of his metal-based spells was greatly reduced.

At this moment, the golden chains can only serve as a meager auxiliary means of buying time.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Sure enough, the chains had only been wrapped up for a few seconds when, under the terrifying heat, they broke and exploded one after another!

A vast expanse of distorted crimson light, carrying a ferocious power capable of incinerating everything, broke free completely.

Just as the lava figure was about to take a step forward, a fierce glint flashed in Dago's eyes, and he formed the last complex hand seal with his hands.

The long-prepared ultimate move has finally been completed!

"Whoosh—whoosh—"

The absolute frost of ancient times crashed down like a celestial river.

The vast, boiling lake of lava cooled and solidified into a gray-white dead zone in the face of this power.

A chilling aura of miracles lingered between heaven and earth.

Thick clouds rolled across the sky, and deep blue lightning, like a raging dragon, ripped through the heavens.