Wizard: Grinding experience starting with Knight's Breathing Technique

Chapter 314 The Cicada, Two Hundred Years Old, Six Divine Weapons! (Long Chapter, Please Subscribe and Vote)

"Before I knew it, I was already 196 years old. And somehow, I've become a pharmacist in the Fifth Ring Road."

Although this five-ring designation is unverified, it doesn't really matter. Anyway, Li Wei won't be short of money after leaving the Dark Tower, so making and selling medicine is optional.

Over the years, all six innate magical abilities have been successfully mastered.

He now has more free time, which will allow him to learn other skills more quickly in the future.

Breathing techniques, meditation techniques, the Heavenly Dragon Sword Manual, rune words, the three arts of wizardry, body refining methods, bloodline avatars, divine weapon upgrades... all of these require Li Weigan's liver.

The thought alone would send shivers down the spines of most people, but Li Wei has persevered until now.

It can be said that his success is half due to the panel and half due to his own hard work.

"Speaking of which, it's been almost ten years since I, the Dragon Demon, have had any conflicts with anyone. By now, the outside world should have forgotten about me."

Li Wei sighed.

"That's for the best. I can then focus on my spiritual practice in peace."

He closed his eyes and meditated, entering a state of deep concentration. He was getting closer and closer to achieving spiritual perfection, which was pretty much in line with his original plan. He would be able to enter the Five Realms when he was over two hundred years old.

This speed might be a little slower than some top geniuses, after all, he has too many things to cultivate. In order to become a "master of all professions in another world", it doesn't matter if he is a little slower.

Li Wei only felt secure when he was capable of everything and didn't need to ask anyone for help.

Otherwise, like the Ice Wizard, you'd have to rely on other magic circle wizards to explore a ruin, and being "held hostage" by others is not a pleasant experience.

Li Wei's life here is peaceful and serene.

Outside the ancient tower, the other wizarding organizations also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Those three dragon monstrosities must be dead. They haven't appeared for so long. Given the nature of dragon monstrosities, it's unlikely they wouldn't cause trouble for ten years."

"I also think that maybe it was killed by native creatures, which is why the ancient tower has no projection."

"This is what they deserved. They were so arrogant, they were bound to get their comeuppance sooner or later."

……

The endless sea.

Headquarters of the Pharmacists Association.

Ms. Triss, dressed in a white researcher's coat and black stockings, was also in a good mood.

Over the course of 21 years in the Ancient Tower, Aenea's strength has become increasingly refined, especially her combat skills, which have improved rapidly, as has her teamwork ability.

Now, Aenea has stabilized at the fourth-ring senior level and has begun researching her third fourth-ring talent.

Given Ania's personality, she would inevitably pursue the perfection of the nine talents.

Triss's expectation for him was that eight talents would be enough; nine talents would be perfect, but that was rare and hard to come by. She just needed to do her best.

The girl who gets close to Aonia, the Phantom Witch Sera, is also improving her strength very quickly. She reached the fourth ring senior level a long time ago, and now she has reached the fourth ring perfection level and is preparing to crystallize.

"These two young people seem like they could really click. Interesting. I wonder if this guy will bring a wife home?" Ms. Triss suddenly thought.

Aynia always talks about Levi, and Triss was once worried that he had a problem with his orientation, but now it seems that she was overthinking it.

With the ancient tower open for so long, Triss's biggest question remained: "Where is Levi?"

"Could he be hiding in one place, too afraid to move... or is he using the mask I gave him to transform into a wizard I don't recognize? Even so, knowing him as I do, I should be able to find some clues. He couldn't possibly transform into a dragon demon or a purple crystal race, could he?"

Completely baffled, Triss only hoped for Levi's safe return; she had given up on everything else. It seemed that Aenea was now capable of taking care of herself.

……

The Dark Tower.

The fifth level, in the northern part of the continent of Aion.

In a frigid land, untouched by northern barbarians and rarely visited by humans.

There was a cold, icy blue pool, and on its edge sat a middle-aged male sorcerer with red hair, dressed in a red robe, sitting cross-legged.

It was a black wizard who resembled the Lord of Fire Crocodile City, and the Lord of the Blood Demon Tower!

In the icy pool, a red cicada radiating intense heat floats above.

"As expected of a terrestrial-grade [Summer Cicada's Song] that takes nearly ten thousand years to develop, it is like the twenty-seven-year cicada in the human world, accumulating strength for a sudden burst of power. It only needs a trigger to quickly transform into [Cold Cicada's Weeping] and become a celestial-grade wonder!"

The Blood Demon Tower Master was excited. The greatest secret of their Bloodfire Demon Tower, passed down through generations, was that they had mastered the method to transform the chirping of summer cicadas into the weeping of winter cicadas.

Without this transformation method, the cicada's song would never be able to break through the soil and soar into the sky; it would remain merely a terrestrial wonder.

Now, the transformation ceremony, which has lasted for more than a decade, is coming to an end.

The fire element on Xia Chan Zhiming's body began to dissipate gradually, and the cold air entered his body, with ice-blue truth runes slowly emerging.

Finally, a blue cicada emerged from the shell of the red cicada, its pale blue body rapidly darkening until it became deep blue.

As soon as the cicada appears, it emits a piercing cry. The sound waves are so strong that even the protective force field of the fourth ring will shatter.

Truth artifacts are very special things; they are not living things and can be stored in storage rings.

However, they possess sentience, can escape, and can even instinctively attack those who want to possess them.

Different Truth artifacts have vastly different levels of aggression. In some extreme cases, even a third-ring wizard can easily take away a Sun-level artifact, provided that they can encounter it. However, such a person is no longer a chosen one, but a chosen one of destiny!

The cicada before us was clearly very aggressive, instinctively attacking the Blood Demon Tower Master as soon as it was born.

"A mere trifle, how dare you!"

The Blood Demon Tower Master said coldly, his protective force field flashing, easily blocking the sonic attack of the Cold Cicada.

"I raised you with great care, not so you could betray your master!"

He has been waiting for centuries!

Ever since he took over the Bloodfire Demon Tower and became its master, he had been dreaming of this day.

"Bloody Hand Seal!"

He began casting a spell, his two blood-red hands radiating suppressive power as they reached out to grab the cicada.

Come here!

Countless icy arrows condensed around Han Chan and shot towards him!

"A trivial skill!"

The intense heat of the blood and fire melted the ice, and the Blood Demon Tower Master suddenly took out a white bottle.

He chanted incantations.

"receive!"

This is the five-ringed sorcerer artifact, the Jade Cold Bottle, which he specially crafted to capture the Cold Cicada.

The bottle exerted a suction force, drawing in the suppressed cicada, along with the entire pool of icy water.

He quickly put the lid back on and then applied many more seals.

Inside the bottle, the cicada's struggles grew weaker and weaker until it finally lay dormant at the bottom, completely silent.

"Hibernating? Good, that will help you maintain your spirituality and prevent your effectiveness from diminishing. After all, now is not the time to refine you."

The Blood Demon Tower Master laughed heartily.

He is now over 500 years old. Seventy years ago, he had already entered the advanced level of the fifth ring, and his spiritual power at his peak reached 800.

If he had cultivated normally, with his talent, his spiritual power would have already reached the fifth ring of perfection.

Unfortunately, because of his identity as a black wizard, he was wiped out by the Nine Cities Alliance and the Fire Crocodile City Lord, and could only self-destruct. After some planning, he possessed the body of the Fire Crocodile City Lord and started cultivating again.

Although I have now returned to the advanced level of the fifth ring, I am still far from reaching the perfection of the fifth ring in terms of spiritual power.

As far as he knew, the Cicada's Cry had only four functions.

First, a fourth-circle talent spell of the Frost School was created.

Second, enhance the power of spells from the Frost faction.

Third, it enhances affinity with the Frost element, improves cultivation aptitude, and may even give birth to a special Frost talent!

Fourth, if used by a wizard of the Combustion School, the interaction between their fire-attribute spiritual energy crystal and the frost attribute of the cicada will produce a magical phenomenon:

"When ice and fire meet, the crystals shatter; from destruction, the primordial soul is forged!"

Of course, everyone's constitution is different, and that's how rare things are. It's possible that other people will experience new functions after taking them. In short, the functions that have been discovered so far are the four points mentioned above.

The first three functions are practically useless to him, a wizard of the Burning faction, and he has no intention of dual-wielding the Frost faction.

Only the fourth one is the meaning behind his painstaking planning over so many years.

That is, after his spiritual power is perfected, he will take the Cry of the Cicada as an opportunity to shatter the crystal and, in conjunction with the Concentration Technique, forge his primordial soul!

Of course, this isn't guaranteed to be successful. In fact, the most likely outcome of the ice and fire merging is that they are incompatible, and the Blood Demon Tower Master's head will explode, his soul scattered.

However, even a one in ten chance of success would be enough to make him take the risk.

Because if he didn't use this move, with his talent, there would be even less hope of obtaining a primordial spirit.

"This opening of the Dark Tower is extraordinary. Prodigies roam freely, and alien races rampage. Even I might fail on the fifth floor, and then my wondrous artifact would have benefited someone else. Therefore, before the tower closes, what I need to do next is find a place with decent fire element, steadily develop my cultivation, wait for my spiritual power to reach its peak, and then use the wondrous artifact to try my hand at the primordial spirit. If I succeed, all the better; if not, I'll accept my fate!"

The Blood Demon Tower Master murmured to himself and quickly left this frigid land.

After careful consideration, he realized that the South was the most suitable place for him.

In the northern lands, the power of fire element is scarce, and there are many barbarian tribes, where powerful barbarian kings dominate.

In the central land, the Kane Empire held absolute power, and the Chaos Church wielded absolute authority. Fifteen years ago, they launched a massive "hunting campaign against evil mages," specifically targeting outsiders like him.

Only the south, occupied by demons, is a mixed bag and the most suitable place to lie low.

Moreover, Lord Fire Crocodile City was originally a member of the Nine Cities Alliance. Going south, he could join the now-powerful Nine Cities Alliance and receive the organization's protection.

The Sacred Flame Plateau, where the Nine Cities Alliance headquarters is located, is rich in celestial fire elemental power, making it ideal for cultivation. It also offers other opportunities and resources, making it the perfect place to cultivate!

With this in mind, he headed south to the Sacred Flame Plateau!

……

Several months later.

Southern part of the continent of Io.

Millions of mountains.

A short figure dressed in a red robe descended from the sky, with a fire toad dozing idly on its shoulder.

"After careful and cautious journey, we finally crossed the Sacred Flame Plateau and entered the edge of the Million Mountains."

The Sacred Flame Plateau is the territory of the Nine Cities Alliance, home to thousands of Burning School wizards. All of them are at least at the fourth level of cultivation, and those who have reached the fifth level and are still alive are elites; there are no weaklings among them!

After learning about the situation from various sources during this period, the Holy Infant has a clear understanding of the situation on the fifth level.

The Nine Cities Alliance, the Deep Blue Organization, the Earth Tower, and Stormwind. This is a united organization of four traditional elemental schools, with the Combustion School being the most powerful.

The Temple of Thunder, Death Valley, and Ice Tower are super powers second only to the four mentioned above. The strength of the Temple of Thunder is not much different from that of the four traditional schools mentioned above.

Then came Metal Fever, Darkheart, Rowling's Cottage, The Necromancers, the Alchemists, and other organizations.

As for the other elementary schools, they are not worth mentioning.

"Next, let's begin the search for the Demon Blood Grass."

The Holy Infant spread its spiritual power, searching along the way.

During this period, he also collected some Demon Blood Grass from some rogue wizards, but it was far from enough for him.

So he spent a lot of money to buy the coordinates of some of the gathering sites, intending to find them himself.

The more powerful the demon's death ground, the greater the probability of the birth of the Demon Blood Grass.

Upon entering the Million Mountains, Li Wei felt as if he had returned to the Hundred-Eyed Demon Realm, where a faint trace of demonic energy lingered in the air.

He knew that the so-called demons were most likely something created by demons.

The deeper they went, the denser the demonic energy became, even affecting the wizard's spellcasting. Fortunately, the Holy Infant had several remedies to treat the symptoms, and after taking them, they felt much better.

Not long after, the Holy Infant's eyes lit up with joy.

At the base of the giant tree ahead, there was a small black grass about a foot long.

This little grass looks ordinary, no different from any other grass.

However, after the Holy Infant carefully picked it, he discovered that its root resembled a wooden enigma.

"It seems a powerful beholder fell here long ago."

The Holy Infant's spiritual probe did not find any remains of the Eye Demon.

The Eye Demon is a creature similar to a mollusk; after it dies, it leaves nothing behind as time passes.

The Holy Infant had a sudden inspiration and pulled out a copy of the Necronomicon.

He chanted incantations.

Mind Flayers with octopus tentacles on their heads gathered before my eyes.

Li Wei considered that the Hundred Thousand Mountains were the land of the demons, so he had Gilmore come along beforehand.

As a demon, Gilmore might have more experience in finding the Bloodweed.

"Keep an eye out for this herb." The Holy Infant showed the Blood Demon Grass to the Heart-Stealing Demon.

The Mind Flayer nodded, spreading his spiritual energy to search for herbs.

The master and servant disappeared into the woods.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

At the end of the year 1186 in the Holy Radiance Calendar.

The Holy Infant and the Mind Flayer were like herb gatherers in the deep mountains, wandering all day long on the edge of the Million Mountains.

They harvested some Demon Blood Grass, but even after refining it into potions, it would only last Li Wei for a few years, far from enough.

"It seems we have no choice but to venture deep into the mountains."

On this day, the Holy Infant stopped and murmured.

In the heart of the Million Mountains lies the powerful Demon God Temple, which the Holy Infant currently prefers not to associate with.

He thought for a moment, then walked a little further in.

Not long after, the Holy Infant stopped.

"A fierce battle is brewing ahead, possibly involving a level five expert. Wait... she's spotted me too. Prepare for battle, Phoenix!"

Although the danger perception cannot be used, the Holy Infant's own spiritual perception is still very strong.

"I knew there was some demonic energy here. Turns out there's a real demon and an evil sorcerer here."

The Holy Infant's expression changed slightly, and he dodged away with the Mind-Stealing Demon.

boom!

A fireball exploded on the spot, leveling the surrounding area.

A female mage, clad in a magnificent red robe and with fiery red hair, stood in the void, looking down at the Holy Infant. She sneered, "You little dwarf sorcerer over there, surrender now, or I'll make my move. Before an Imperial mage, you will be utterly powerless!"

A protective field lit up around the Holy Infant, who smiled slightly and said, "Beautiful lady, I have no intention of being an enemy of the Empire; I was merely gathering some herbs in the mountains."

The female mage sneered, "Little dwarf, you have a level four true demon by your side, and you still dare to argue?"

Upon hearing this, the Holy Infant frowned.

The Kane Empire and the Demon Race are irreconcilable enemies. The Mind Flayer by his side has been mistaken for a true Demon, which is troublesome.

Evil arises from the heart, and even the Holy Infant no longer pretends!

"I didn't want to cause trouble, but you keep calling me a 'little dwarf,' and now I'm angry. Phoenix, charge!"

The Holy Infant soared into the air, riding a fiery toad that rose straight up.

The toad opened its enormous mouth, and flames gathered, forming a great sun that blazed across the sky!

burst!

Rumble!

The forests within a radius of several miles were burned to ashes!

"How dare you lay a hand on an Imperial mage... The Supreme Sorcerer is watching you! Outsider!"

A fiery red magical shield, riddled with cracks, protected the female mage.

She was so angry that her two mountain peaks trembled. She waved her wand, chanted a spell, and a giant fire dragon rushed towards her.

Seeing this, the Holy Infant breathed a sigh of relief.

"What era are we living in? Still using wands to cast spells and chanting incantations... Don't they even have natural magical talent? Native spellcasters are nothing special!"

Phoenix burst forth, spewing flames, and collided with the dragon, creating a shockwave!

Meanwhile, the Holy Infant used a series of rapid flashes of wind dragons to dodge the attack of the fire dragon, and then pointed out with a single finger!

Fire Dragon Calamity!

No incantations, no casting time! Casting spells with a single thought—that's the true essence of a wizard!

The crimson dragon exploded beside the female mage, shattering her magical shield completely.

Her expression changed, and without thinking, she pulled out a stack of animal hides made of unknown animal fur.

On the animal hide, all sorts of strange symbols were drawn, and on them, the Holy Infant saw the shadows of wizard spell runes.

"Spell scrolls? But are the local mages really that powerful? Making so many spell scrolls must consume so much spiritual energy; it's completely counterproductive and will hinder their cultivation!"

next moment!

Bang bang bang!

Animal hides flew everywhere, sealing the Holy Infant.

"Fire Emperor's Divine Talisman, explode!"

These things, which the Holy Infant temporarily referred to as "spell scrolls," all exploded in an instant!

The explosive power of a single animal hide is actually only at the level of level three or four.

But this woman threw out hundreds of bills at once.

Under some strange reaction, like a large magic circle, little by little, the final explosive power reached 250 calories!

It is far more powerful than the Holy Infant's Fire Dragon Calamity, second only to the Scorching World Flame Serpent.

Earth Explosion Barrier!

Earth Dragon Barrier!

Heavy Water Barrier!

Phoenix!

The Holy Infant bestowed four protective measures upon his entire body.

The terrifying explosion shattered Phoenix into pieces, eventually breaking through three layers of barriers, leaving only the heavy water barrier behind.

"What a scare! Sigh, without knightly skills, my defense has plummeted. Now I'm only at the level of an ordinary fifth-circle wizard... I feel so insecure."

The Holy Infant sighed.

At that moment, he realized how important the knight was to him!

Phoenix reappeared, its belly swollen with anger, and it looked at the Holy Infant.

The Holy Infant understood that Phoenix wanted to fight in its true form as a fire phoenix. Although fire elements could be freely transformed, Phoenix was born in the form of a phoenix, so the toad form limited its effectiveness.

"Go."

In any case, a level 5 mage on the fifth floor is hardly a boss, let alone a projector. The Holy Infant isn't worried about the enemy using Phoenix to pinpoint his identity.

Moreover, the fire element in the form of a phoenix is ​​quite common. It was only because Levi was overly cautious that Phoenix turned into a toad.

The toad let out a long croak, rose from the ground, and transformed into flames that shot into the sky.

Then, a clear cry rang out from high above.

The phoenix spreads its flames across the plains, and crimson clouds fill the sky!

Phoenix, the king is back!

A fire phoenix with a wingspan of a full 100 meters swept in like a tidal wave, unleashing three thousand fiery blades!

Whoosh!

Having witnessed the methods just now, the Holy Infant no longer underestimated the indigenous mages.

Water Dragon's Roar, a binding and control technique!

Ice Dragon Prison, domain unfolds!

Although these two spells are not as powerful as those cast by the main body, they are still sufficient for fighting.

After his power surged, Phoenix unleashed his full might, overwhelming the native mage.

The mage's spellcasting technique was quite impressive, but after casting it, he seemed to have run out of ideas.

Without magical talent, how could one possibly be a match for a wizard?

Soon, the female sorcerer decided to retreat, saying, "Demon, just you wait, I will return!"

The Holy Infant sneered, "Do you think you can leave?"

While using the Water Dragon's Roar to control it, he also tried using the Serpent Eye Ring and the Trembling Ring.

I'm not sure if it's an effect of the Lovers rune.

The trembling ring had actually struck; as the light flashed, the female mage was struck as if by lightning!

In an instant, the female sorceress's body trembled uncontrollably, her face flushed, and she said in shame and anger, "What kind of evil magic did you use?"

The Holy Infant flashed in front of the female mage; her chest was larger than the Holy Infant's head, and her long legs were taller than the Holy Infant's body.

The Holy Infant's tiny hand floated up and pressed against her chest, coldly saying, "With just a thought, your heart will explode. Now, tell me the method for making those animal hides you just made."

The female mage was filled with shame and anger, and lowered her head, saying, "Don't even think about it! Only mages of our Kane Empire can use the Supreme Divine Rune. Even if I teach you, you still won't be able to learn it!"

boom!

A crimson dragon burst forth from its body!

The female mage's chest was completely blown off. She clung to life, staring at her empty chest, and murmured, "The Supreme God of Magic will avenge me! Long live the Empire! Long live Chaos! Long live the God of Magic!"

After saying this, she lowered her proud head and died completely.

Flames swept through, turning the female mage to ashes, without leaving any trace resembling a wizard's tracking mark.

The Holy Infant said calmly, "You're clearly a spellcaster, yet you spend all your time indulging in these superstitious beliefs. Wizards only believe in truth and themselves!"

He was just asking casually; he wouldn't lose anything if he didn't learn anything.

The next moment, something unexpected happened: the ashes of the corpses began to gather and form a triangular mark.

The Holy Infant reacted as if facing a formidable enemy, retreating as its force field flickered, looking in that direction.

Within the triangular mark, a bloodshot, illusory eye emerged, staring at Li Wei.

"I've noticed you, stranger."

Seeing this, the Holy Infant breathed a sigh of relief and sneered, "I know, hurry up and disperse. All that bluffing was just to issue a warrant for my arrest, wasn't it?"

The eyes remained silent for a moment, then slowly disappeared.

The Eye of the Supreme is said to be a supreme "artifact" controlled by the Supreme God of Magic. Anyone who kills a great Imperial mage or a clergyman of the Chaos Church will have their crimes recorded by the Eye of the Supreme, and then the Chaos Church will issue a bounty to mobilize mage groups in the populace to hunt down the wanted person.

The reason the Holy Infant wasn't worried was because many wizards had already triggered this thing, so it didn't have much of an impact.

In the Kane Empire, the mage level corresponds to the wizard level, ranging from the first to the sixth ring:

Low-level, intermediate-level, advanced-level, top-level mage, archmage, mage king.

Above that is the Supreme God of Law!

The Supreme Archmage is like a deity, residing in the capital of the Kane Empire, and rarely leaves.

Those who could pose a danger to the Holy Infant are only Grand Mages and Dharma Kings, and their numbers are not large in the Empire. They often hold high positions and find it difficult to leave.

The Holy Infant rummaged around on the ground for a while and found a storage ring.

He broke through the restrictions above, glanced at it, and found a book called "The Complete Book of Kane's Runes," and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"I still managed to get it."

Then, he left the place with the Mind Flayer.

Ahead, two groups of people are fighting each other.

One side was dressed in imperial robes, led by three top-tier mages.

On the other side was a group of burly, black minotaur giants, shirtless, wielding bone clubs, and possessing a demonic energy within them; they were presumably demons.

"Lord True Demon! Save us!"

Among these minotaurs, there was a leader whose strength was around level four. Upon discovering the Mind Flayer, his face lit up with joy.

The Holy Infant's heart stirred, and he transmitted his voice to the Heart-Stealing Demon: "Kill those mages and save this group of people; I will be of use to you. Also, from now on, I am your servant; you don't need to call me master, just call me Holy Infant."

"Okay." The Mind Flayer was very clever and immediately knew what the Holy Infant wanted to do.

"Psychic shock!"

His mental energy surged forth, causing a large number of low-level mages to fall to the ground, their minds reeling.

The Mind Flayer was already at the peak of level four; if it weren't for the lack of demonic energy in the environment, it might have already reached level five.

His strength was naturally incomparable to that of these mages.

Soon, the Holy Infant joined the battle, and a crimson fire dragon swept across the battlefield, killing all the imperial mages in no time.

The Supreme Eye appeared again, surveyed the area, and then disappeared.

"My ranking on the bounty list is going to go up again, but it doesn't matter, more debts are never a bad thing."

After the great battle, the Holy Infant cleaned up the battlefield and collected the spoils of war.

The minotaurs followed a five-meter-tall chieftain and knelt before the Mind Flayer.

"Thank you for your help, Lord True Demon!"

"No need to be polite," said the Mind Flayer.

The minotaur chieftain's eyes darted around, and he quickly asked, "Does the True Demon currently have any followers? My Minotaur tribe is considered a medium-sized tribe in this region, but we don't have a True Demon to guard us at the moment, so we would like to invite you to join our tribe!"

The Holy Infant transmitted a message to the Heart-Stealing Demon: "Agree to his request."

"Alright, take me to your tribe. This evil sorcerer is my servant, the Holy Infant. He is very powerful and will come with me," said the Mind Flayer.

Having witnessed the Holy Infant's abilities, the Tauren chieftain naturally coveted it.

"Holy Infant, please come in quickly."

The Holy Infant remained expressionless and followed the group of demons, disappearing into the mountains and forests.

a few days later.

The demon army of several dozen people arrived at the entrance of a huge cave.

Inside, the Holy Infant sensed the auras of hundreds of demons, primarily at the first and second levels of strength.

"Please come in, Lord True Demon!" The leader of the Bull Demon Tribe was extremely polite.

After much anticipation, their tribe finally has its own true demon to worship.

Moreover, it's buy one get one free, plus a powerful evil sorcerer as a bonus.

After that, the surrounding tribes no longer dared to harass them easily.

Not long after, the Mind Flayer and the Holy Infant arrived at a large hall.

They were surrounded by demons, and men, women, and children stared at them curiously.

"Gentlemen, this is Lord Gilmore, the Mind Flayer, a true demon! From this day forward, Lord Gilmore will be the worshipper of our tribe."

"Great! We have a true demon now, and it seems Lord Gilmore isn't far from reaching the Ancient Demon realm. Once he becomes an Ancient Demon, how far away is the Demon King?"

"Waaaaah, the True Demon Lord is here! We're saved!"

As the Holy Infant gazed at these fanatical demons, he came to understand why things were this way.

It turns out that only true demons can use the "Demon Well" in the tribe to perform the "Demon Energy Infusion" ritual on newborn demons by offering sacrifices to the seven Demon Kings in the Demon God Temple.

Only after being infused with demonic energy can one begin the demonic path of cultivation, utilizing the demonic energy within the million mountains.

The upper limit of a tribe's true demon strength also determines the ceiling of the tribe's demon warriors.

Previously, the Bull Demon tribe had a peak level four True Demon, but when he was about to advance to level five, he was killed by a level five Archmage from the Kane Empire.

This has caused the strength of the Bull Demon Tribe to decline continuously. Now, they only have one level four expert, the tribe chief, and very few level three experts.

Therefore, a level four peak Mind Flayer is practically their savior!

In the following days, the Mind Flayer enjoyed the tribe's adoration, and some minotaurs even offered their bodies to satisfy the true demon.

The Mind-Stealing Demon couldn't handle it and refused.

Among the demons, the strong are respected. Although the evil sorcerer Saint Infant is not as high-ranking as the Mind Flayer, he is still highly respected.

This day.

The Holy Infant followed the Mind Flayer to the deepest part of the cave.

Here, there is a pitch-black magic well.

Surrounded by minotaurs, the mind flayer officially became a deity worshipped by the tribe.

At this moment, the Mind Flayer felt as if he had become the god of these minotaurs.

The long-absent demonic energy began to flow into the Mind Flayer's body bit by bit.

The shackles of being at the peak of level four have actually loosened somewhat.

"Master, I can sense that my strength might reach level five very quickly here. It's a magical experience. These demons are closely related to me. Every time they absorb a breath of demonic energy, a trace of it flows into my body," Gilmo transmitted his voice.

The Holy Infant transmitted his voice, saying, "From now on, you can cultivate here and reach level five as soon as possible. Also, starting tomorrow, you should mobilize people to help me find the Demon Blood Grass. If any hostile tribes or Mage Kane harass you, just contact me. The demonic energy here is quite dense, making it inconvenient for me to cultivate. I need to find another place to cultivate."

"Yes, Master!"

And so, the Holy Infant left the Bull Demon Tribe, found a place with sparse demonic energy, carved out a sanctuary, and set up a magic array.

"With the Crimson Contract, even if Gilmo advances to level five, he cannot betray me, so there's no need to worry about that. And with a group of free laborers, I don't need to search for Demon Blood Grass anymore. I might as well stay here and study the crafting method of that animal hide. This way, I can make up for the strength of my Holy Infant Avatar, and wait here for the Ice Wizard's notification."

The Holy Infant took out the female mage's spoils and looked at them.

Besides the book "The Complete Guide to Kane's Runes", there is also a book called "The Complete Guide to Fire Spells".

It contains a detailed record of all fire spells from level one to level five, and is very systematic.

There aren't many types of spells; compared to the wizarding world, they're just a drop in the ocean.

Essentially, the profession of Kane mage evolved from the legacy of wizards and spellcasters from other civilizations that were left behind on the continent of Io; it can be said to be a patchwork of different origins.

If we consider the knowledge of magecraft as Japanese, then the knowledge of wizards is its Chinese origin.

For the Holy Infant, understanding these things is easy.

The magical items used by mages are essentially the same as the magical artifacts used by wizards.

"No matter what, it's all knowledge; let's save it and deal with it later."

Aside from knowledge, the female mage's spoils consisted only of some Imperial "magic coins" and spellcasting materials.

On the magic coin is drawn an incomparably majestic middle-aged mage, surrounded by a halo of holy light, presumably the Supreme God of Magic.

"Magic coins...isn't this just a coin made from the Primal Stone? And it even has the image of the Supreme God of Magic carved into it. How flashy. Even with Sauron's great achievements, he didn't do this with the Primal Stone."

Holy Infant's Rant.

Then, he opened "The Complete Guide to Kane's Runes".

"The Way of Divine Runes was created by the First Supreme God of Magic, who is said to have comprehended the will of the God of Aio during meditation… Divine runes require the bark of plants or animal hides rich in elemental power, supplemented with rare and extraordinary materials such as animal blood or resin, and are composed of magical runes forming a [rune diagram]… The [spell] that all divine runes ultimately trigger must be inscribed with [Earth, Fire, Wind, Water, Chaos Returns to One, Supreme God of Magic's Decree]! Note that the power of the divine rune does not come from oneself, but from the God of Magic; only those who believe in the God of Magic can wield the power of the divine rune!"

After reading it, the Holy Infant's face wrinkled slightly.

"What kind of thing is this? It actually requires an outsider to cast it. It's an unorthodox method. No wonder it can create spell scrolls without consuming its own spiritual power. So this divine talisman is just a conduit; the true source of power is the Supreme God of Law!"

He had initially wanted to study, but now he thinks it's better to give up.

He worried that the Supreme God of Law might have left some clues in these talismans that could harm him.

"Wait, why can't I try to modify these runes using myself as the source of power? It's like storing my power in animal hides when I'm not busy, and then throwing it all out when I need it, winning by sheer quantity."

The reason for this sudden inspiration was that Li Wei realized that when the Holy Infant casts non-combustion-based spells, it essentially uses the Holy Infant clone as a channel, but it is casting the power of the main body and consuming the main body's magical power.

The principle is the same as the way of this divine talisman.

Therefore, Li Wei had a bold idea.

First, try to modify the divine talisman, changing the source of power from "Supreme God of Law" to "Holy Infant Avatar" or "Li Wei's Spell Avatar". This way, the spells mastered by the Holy Infant Avatar can be engraved on animal hides on a large scale. For example, if hundreds of Crimson Dragon Calamity Beast hides are replicated, they can be thrown out all at once. Those below the Yuanhun level will surely retreat!

The second idea was even more outrageous, and Li Wei felt the chances of success were slim. It involved changing the source of power to "Li Wei the Knight himself," using a communication rune to open a channel to draw upon the "seed of bloodline" and "blood energy" of the original body. Then, in a way similar to a talent imprint, the knightly abilities of the original body would be copied into animal hide, making the original body the "god" of the clone! Thus, the knightly power could be mobilized through the rune! Solving this would require overcoming numerous difficulties, but if truly realized, the Holy Infant clone would have many more methods for future interdimensional travel. It could be said that the clone's strength would be no weaker than the original. Meanwhile, the original body could safely remain in the Wizard Tower, diligently cultivating, leaving the dangerous tasks to the clone.

Thinking about all this, Li Wei's mind raced.

"Let's start researching. Whether it succeeds or not, it will broaden my thinking."

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye...

Four years have passed.

The year 1190 of the Holy Radiance Calendar, the month of the Furnace.

The Dark Tower, fourth floor.

Nowadays, apart from Li Wei, who just celebrated his 200th birthday, the fourth level may only have a group of novices left.

Some ordinary fourth-ring veteran wizards also entered the fifth level by forming teams.

On a secluded volcanic island, Li Wei remained as calm as an old dog, completely unfazed.

Amidst the level-five earth fire, Li Wei activated his Fiery Dragon True Form, his body protected by black scales, and continuously refined the black substance before him in the high temperature that was enough to incinerate a five-ring force field.

This substance emitted a dreamlike, multicolored black hue. Li Wei continuously refined rare materials and added them into it.

He has been forging iron in the volcano for almost half a year.

The Nightmare Dragon God Weapon is made primarily of level six materials, making its forging extremely laborious and time-consuming.

The past four years.

Li Wei's state of mind became increasingly calm and undisturbed.

His mental strength has reached 546 points, just 24 points away from perfection.

Livy's chivalric code has also made significant progress.

The Crimson Dragon Breathing Technique is not far from advancing to the fourth stage of Blood Source Transformation.

If it weren't for the desire to forge a divine weapon while the iron was hot, I might have already advanced to the next level.

He waited for more than six years for the divine weapon, so naturally he had to prioritize it.

And on the fifth level, in the Million Mountains.

Mind Flayer has fully adapted to his identity as a "true demon".

With a constant supply of demonic energy, he was only one step away from reaching level five.

It's a pity that Li Wei didn't bring the succubus in; otherwise, if she had been training with the Bull Demon Clan, she might have been able to advance to level five.

In addition, Li Wei has been studying the Dao of Divine Runes through the Holy Infant clone. With Li Wei's knowledge reserves, it is still possible for him to develop the first "magical divine rune".

As for the second type of "Knight's Rune," it may take a long time, but of course, it is also possible to have an epiphany and understand it all at once.

In addition, the collection of Demon Blood Grass was not neglected. With hundreds of people familiar with the Million Mountains, the Bull Demon Tribe could easily accomplish this.

The Demon Blood Grass he collected over four years, along with other medicinal herbs, was enough for Li Wei to make potions for decades of cultivation. His goal was to gather enough potions to last him over a hundred years of cultivation, which should allow him to reach the Fifth Ring Perfection realm and directly advance to the Yuan Soul stage!

As for the Blood Mystery Relics, the Ice Wizard still hadn't informed him. It seemed that the fifth-ring array wizard he had hired was nothing special; after so much time, he still hadn't figured out a way to break the array.

And so, with the arrival of the winter month.

Before Li Wei, a black helmet with an overall shape resembling a giant dragon's head appeared, its sharp edges radiating an imposing and domineering aura!

Ignoring the high temperature, Li Wei raised his helmet and laughed loudly.

After seven years of meticulous refinement, the sixth divine weapon is complete!

10000 words today, plus 4000 extra words, 13000 words still owed. Typos will be corrected later.

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