Full-Time Magister: Can My Magic Cultivate Itself?

"boom!"

The fireball struck the face of the giant-eyed rat on the left with pinpoint accuracy, instantly igniting its fur.

However, the giant-eyed rat, with its head ablaze, didn't even blink, enduring the excruciating burning pain.

Those claws, gleaming with a cold light and resembling several sharp daggers, swung mercilessly toward Lin Chen's chest with a whistling sound that tore through the air!

What's even more disheartening is that the giant-eyed rat on the right didn't even choose to engage in close combat.

It suddenly stopped, and its huge, scarlet eye began to flash with an eerie red light as if it were bloodshot. The surrounding shadow elements began to converge on its eyeball!

Immediately afterwards, a heart-stopping tremor erupted!

A dark red beam of light, as thick as a bucket and carrying an intense aura of corrosion and destruction, tore through the dim air of the sewer like the Grim Reaper's scythe, shooting straight toward Lin Chen's head!

This is the extremely deadly unique talent skill of the Giant-Eyed Blood Rat clan—"Crimson Dark Beam"!

Chest-ripping claws in front, head-blasting beams on the side!

Lin Chen was currently in a running state where his old strength had just been exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated. His feet were even hanging in mid-air, so there was no possibility of using any leverage to dodge!

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at this moment.

Lin Chen could even clearly see the bits of flesh stuck to the claws and feel the deathly heat emanating from the dark red beam of light.

An unprecedented, bone-chilling cold instantly shot from his tailbone straight to the top of his head.

"Am I going to die...?"

The immense terror between life and death gripped Lin Chen's heart like an invisible giant hand.

Just when Lin Chen was on the verge of death, almost closing his eyes and waiting for his death!

"Water Defense - Circulation!"

A calm, authoritative voice, like a pillar of strength, suddenly rang in Lin Chen's ears!

The next instant, Lin Chen felt a burst of blue light before his eyes!

A stream of azure water, formed from extremely pure and concentrated water elements, appeared out of thin air around Lin Chen, like a living water spirit.

The water flowed continuously, forming an indestructible barrier of circulating water elements that completely enveloped Lin Chen in a crystal-clear water sphere!

"clang--!!!"

"Hiss hiss hiss—!!!"

The giant-eyed rat's claws, sharp enough to tear through steel plates, slashed fiercely at the water barrier, but only produced a dull thud.

Before it could even stir up a ripple, it was firmly repelled by that gentle yet unshakeable cyclical force!

The deadly "crimson dark beam" struck the water, but it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

Amidst a series of violent hissing sounds, the water, continuously circulating, was completely worn down and purified into a sky full of white water vapor, unable to advance even an inch!

A narrow escape from death!

Before Lin Chen could catch his breath from the immense feeling of surviving the ordeal, a violent cyan whirlwind suddenly swept past him.

"call--!"

As the wind dissipated, Yang Zuohe's towering figure, as tall as a mountain, stood firmly in front of Lin Chen.

At this moment, Yang Zuohe's face no longer showed the shock and affability he had shown before. Instead, it was filled with the terrifying pressure that made him look like a mid-level mage!

"My nephew's ordeal is over. Now, you can all die!"

Yang Zuohe's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly clasped his hands together in front of his chest.

In an instant, the water elements throughout the sewers seemed to hear the king's call and began to surge wildly!

In front of Yang Zuohe, seven dazzling blue star trails intertwined and outlined at a dizzying speed.

A striking blue star map, composed of forty-nine stars and radiating powerful magical energy, suddenly appeared!

"Storm Wave - Exterminate!!!"

With a furious shout from Yang Zuohe, the star map shone brightly!

"Boom—!!!"

Inside the originally narrow sewer, a terrifying white wave, several meters high and as large as a tsunami, suddenly appeared out of nowhere!

The immense water element condensed into the purest physical impact force at this moment, carrying a terrifying momentum that could destroy everything and sweep away mountains and seas, and madly swept towards the two giant-eyed blood rats that were still in a daze!

Faced with this absolute power belonging to mid-level magic, the slave-level giant-eyed blood rat was as laughable as an ant.

"Bang! Bang!"

The giant waves crashed against them, slamming them, along with the surrounding foul-smelling sludge and abandoned pipes, against the walls deep inside the sewers!

A few seconds later, as the terrifying giant wave dissipated into a spray of water, the sewers returned to a deathly silence.

Looking through the water barrier, Lin Chen saw that the two giant-eyed rats that had been so ferocious just moments before were now like two puddles of mud crushed by a heavy road roller.

His bones were shattered, blood flowed from his seven orifices, and he lay limp on the ground in the distance, devoid of any life.

Instant kill! That's the terrifying power of a mid-level mage!

Yang Zuohe slowly withdrew his demonic energy, turned around, and looked at Lin Chen, who was still panting heavily inside the water barrier, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

"Xiao Chen," Yang Zuohe's voice returned to calm, but his tone was unusually serious.

"Your performance today was truly remarkable. To be able to calmly analyze the situation, skillfully unleash magic, and even achieve a solo kill on your first encounter with demons was truly impressive.

"Your mental fortitude and combat instincts are nothing like those of a novice mage who has just mastered the basics. Your uncle is so proud of you."

At this point, Yang Zuohe paused, staring intently into Lin Chen's eyes, and said, word by word:

"But! You need to remember that feeling vividly! Remember that despairing feeling of demons fearlessly facing death, their claws about to tear your throat apart! Remember that feeling of powerlessness, of having no control over your own life and death!"

"Magic is never a trick to show off; it's our only means of survival in a world surrounded by demons!"

"In the future, when you face even more cunning and brutal demons alone, this awe of death you feel today might save your life!"

Lin Chen was currently resting his hands on his knees, taking deep breaths.

The stench of the sewer air, which he inhaled, felt incredibly real.

The feeling of facing life and death, the surge of adrenaline, still makes his heart pound wildly in his chest, as if it's about to burst out of his ribs.

His legs were even trembling slightly, uncontrollably.

He finally understood that the knowledge in books and real flesh-and-blood combat were two completely different worlds!

It took Lin Chen more than a minute to finally suppress the intense emotional turmoil.

He slowly straightened up, raised his head, and met Yang Zuohe's stern yet expectant gaze. He nodded heavily, his voice still a little hoarse, but it conveyed an unprecedented firmness:

"Okay, Uncle! I understand! I will never forget today!"

Seeing the light in his nephew's eyes—a light that had lost its impetuousness and gained a touch of resilience—Yang Zuohe smiled with satisfaction.

He didn't say anything more, he just nodded slightly.

"Let's go home."

The blue star trails beneath Yang Zuohe's feet twinkled once more.

"Wind Track · Speeding Up"

Transforming into a gentle whirlwind, it lifted the two of them and swiftly sped along the path they had come from, heading towards the faint light on the ground.

When the two returned to the ground and breathed in the cold but fresh air of early winter in Bo City, Lin Chen glanced back at the deep, dark sewer well opening.

Everything that happened today in this dark underground place—the scorching flames, the stench of blood, the shadow of death—will become the hardest foundation, firmly locked deep in his memory.

Accompanying him on that path to the pinnacle of magic, a path destined to be filled with thorns and glory.