What kind of wizard are you if you don't have any entries?

"call……"

Slightly disheveled, Vilin passed through the swirling archway of starlight and glazed glass.

When he stepped onto the solid ground, his heart finally calmed down a little.

A piercing pain shot through his right arm, causing Verin to let out a few muffled groans, his face contorted in agony.

At this moment, Weilin's right arm was covered in blood.

The sorcerer's robe was tattered and stained with blood.

Even the blood shield of the Lorther Blood Curse Armor that covered his body had been shattered.

"I almost died out there, those damned Blood Curse Cult!"

Feeling the severity of his injuries, Verin felt an uncontrollable surge of killing intent in his heart.

Just now, Aglen used incantations and magic scrolls to open the vortex archway, and he was responsible for blocking the pursuing enemies.

His spells were indeed powerful.

But ultimately, two fists can't fight four hands.

Those seven or eight wizards with decent abilities, plus the powerful Eros.

In a single encounter, he was forced to retreat in defeat.

Fortunately, his Lorther Blood Curse Armor was thick enough to allow him to hold out until Agrien opened the vortex archway.

Verin looked at Aglen.

Aglen was in a worse situation than him.

As the one who opened the vortex archway, he was the one who received special attention from those wizards.

Blood was flowing uncontrollably from the right thigh.

He also had several scars on his body, and multiple burn marks on his arms.

Verin was somewhat surprised that he survived.

The two exchanged a glance, and seeing each other's disheveled appearance, they couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"The bleeding won't stop, bandage me up."

Aglen, who was also wincing in pain, put down his magic bag, quickly took out medical supplies from it, and said to Velin.

"You actually prepared these things."

While bandaging Aglen, Verin couldn't help but say.

"Although we low-level wizards have physiques far superior to ordinary people, we are still ultimately made of flesh and blood."

"It's always good to have these things on hand. Look, they came in handy this time!"

"That's true!"

After Vilin finished bandaging, Aglen took out a bottle of green recovery potion and gulped it down.

"Restore first, it's not safe here!"

After speaking to Verin, he sat down cross-legged to meditate and recover.

In a meditative state, not only can magic and spirit be restored, but physical injuries can also be healed more quickly.

Verin also put down his magic bag and took out a bottle of crimson potion.

They killed Mars and obtained his storage ring.

Although he sold the ring in a deal with the tree spirit Moses, Vilin searched the inside for anything of value.

This blood-red potion is the [Blood Essence Potion].

It is the essence of blood extracted from a large amount of fresh blood; it is viscous and difficult to digest.

But for vampires with the ability to suck blood, and wizards with the "vampire" attribute.

This thing is actually better than the [Life Restoration Potion] that Glenn brought out.

After opening a bottle and smelling it, Vilin took a small sip and drank about one-fifth of it.

This medicine was, after all, scavenged from the enemy.

Although it's unlikely that the other party would tamper with the potion, it's always better to be cautious.

The viscous blood melts instantly in your mouth.

The body, enhanced and modified by the [Vampire Touch], is naturally suited to absorbing and digesting blood to recover.

Not to mention this is a powerful [Silver] level entry.

After digesting this small bite, the pain in Verin's arm had subsided considerably.

After taking two more small sips and meditating for the time it takes to fill an hourglass, Verin's injuries had almost completely healed.

"The power of this silver-level attribute is indeed quite impressive. No wonder the owners of silver-level attributes are given special attention by major powers."

I glanced at Aglen, who was still meditating and recovering.

Verin didn't move, and continued to sit cross-legged and meditate to recover.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye.

There was a noise nearby, and Verin opened his eyes to look.

Aglen stood up nimbly and changed into a new witch's robe, looking like he had almost fully recovered.

Weilin had just gotten up.

"Here, take this."

Aglen threw something at him.

Verin grabbed it casually.

This is a gray "inscription stone" about the size of an egg, with rather complex magical patterns on it.

The wizarding world is filled with many hidden mystical practices, taboos, special knowledge and information, and some data that are difficult to record.

If you try to record something in an ordinary book, the entire book will be destroyed on the spot.

At this point, a special resource called "Inscription Stone" is needed for recording and storage.

Basically, a "marked stone" is equivalent to a carrier of rare and secret knowledge and information.

Spiritual power permeates it.

Verin raised an eyebrow slightly.

This document details the common origin ritual, secret language, and numerous precautions for the term "precise".

With this knowledge of ritual studies, Vilin can hope to obtain powerful [precise] entries here.

"Vellin, this time the acquisition of terms is different from before."

Just then, Aglen's voice came.

"no the same?"

Verin raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of doubt on his face.

"Yes, this time the Common Origin Land is being opened during the period when the Star Origin is in full bloom."

"It's difficult to experience the full effect of the Star Roots' blooming outside, but in this secluded place, it's very convenient to reap the rewards during the ritual."

"In this hidden place, if you have enough offerings, the accuracy of the Black Iron tier affixes you obtain will be very high, and the attributes of Black Iron tier affixes may even be no weaker than those of Bronze tier affixes."

"High numerical values?"

"Vellin said in surprise."

It's possible for an entry to be of low quality but have a high numerical value; this can happen even in the Wizarding World.

These kinds of entries usually have a special name: top-tier entries.

The quality of the black iron is comparable to that of the bronze, and the stats of the silver are comparable to those of the gold. What else could this be but the best?

Aglen smiled and nodded.

"That is why so many forces have invested so much power in the opening of this Demonic Rune Origin Land."

"If you have top-tier offerings, then you have a chance to obtain bronze-tier attributes."

"If we're lucky, or perhaps blessed by the stars, then..."

Aglen looked up at the starry sky, his face full of anticipation.

"Then... we can resonate with the source of the stars in the sky!"

"At that time, there will be a chance to obtain the top-tier silver attribute."

"Silver's quality, gold's value!"

"For us wizards, that's an indescribable qualitative change!"

As he said this, a fanatical look gradually appeared on Aglen's face.

"This entry is crucial for us wizards."

"Especially those powerful terms, they are a strong guarantee for us to climb to higher levels of wizarding."

"Otherwise, so many wizards wouldn't be willing to risk their lives to obtain a powerful abbreviation."

Aglen's explanation stirred something within Verin as well.

This is a top-tier, exceptional attribute; if it could receive a qualitative upgrade, it would be absolutely perfect.

"but……"

Aglen looked at the three marble watchtowers under the starlight.

"I want to initiate a ritual here to obtain the entry."

"There's still a lot to do."

Previously, Verin had already roughly surveyed the situation here.

This is a very peculiar space.

Beneath my feet was a thick marble floor, and all around me was a deep void.

Everywhere you look, you can see stone tablets with star patterns, sun, and moon, as well as majestic stone pillars.

The sky was filled with stars, and the three star observation towers, each over a hundred meters tall, seemed to be immersed in the stars.

"Is it to deal with those mechanical beetles?"

Vellin scanned the entrances of the three Star Watchtowers one by one, each entrance marked by a white mechanical star beetle.

"Yes."

Aglen nodded.

"The star crystals inside these guys are the key to starting the ritual."

Verin couldn't help but picture the mechanical beetle's incredible resilience and ferocious breath.

"Can the two of us hold out?"

Verin frowned.

"Even if we can't hold on, we have to!"

Aglen gritted his teeth, his expression quite solemn.

Clearly, he knew that such a large creature as the mechanical star beetle would be difficult to deal with.

"According to our original plan, we could have easily obtained a considerable amount of star crystals."

"As a result, those bastards from the Blood Curse Cult came over."

"Now we have no choice but to grit our teeth and keep pushing forward."

Verin raised an eyebrow.

"Perhaps I have a way to make it easier."

"Hmm? What method?"

Aglen looked at Verin.

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