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

The Astrological Archives, at the site of an abandoned star archway.

hum...

Suddenly, a vortex of starlight burst forth within the star archway.

A White Walker, wielding a black bone sword in one hand and a silver shield in the other, coldly emerged from the vortex.

As soon as it landed, a slowing spell and a blood arrow spell flew towards it in a crisscrossing pattern.

The White Walker swiftly raised his shield to block the blood arrow spell, then charged at the wizard who had ambushed him with considerable speed.

"Be careful, this summoned creature is very powerful. One of our people was killed by it before."

The wizard was ambushed; someone with sharp eyes recognized the White Walker creature.

Just as the two blood curse cult wizards were dealing with the Otherworldly creatures.

hum...

The star archway once again bursts forth with a vortex of starlight.

Wearing a greyish-white wizard's robe, with most of his face shrouded in the shadow of his hood, Vellin stepped out.

His body was covered with a palm-thick, semi-transparent blood armor.

As soon as he emerged, Vilin's gaze swept quickly across his surroundings.

On the left and right, two third-level wizard apprentices dressed in blood-red robes were pulling at each other as they attacked the White Walkers.

"There was an ambush after all!"

Verin raised an eyebrow, silently chanting a spell while simultaneously channeling his magic to condense the spell [Magic Missile].

call out!

The crimson missile aimed at the wizard on the right and flew out at lightning speed.

The wizard apprentice reacted swiftly, immediately hiding behind a stone pillar.

Previously, he could have used cover to avoid Valin's curse.

And now...

Phase correction!

The tentacle missile drew an arc in the air and landed precisely behind the cover.

boom--

The curse roared and burst forth, and blood and flesh flew everywhere behind the cover.

His head was blown off and rolled five or six meters away, the blood-stained head still bearing the look of shock before his death.

Upon seeing this, the other wizard's expression changed drastically, and he tried to flee, but it was too late.

The White Walkers, whose slow spells had been removed, suddenly increased in speed by a large margin.

The wizard apprentice wasn't particularly fast; as soon as the White Walker got close, a single strike caused cracks to appear in the White Walker's shield.

With the second blow, the blood-robed wizard fell to the ground, howling and begging for mercy.

With the third cut, the wide corridor fell silent.

If Agrarian has access to the secret information in the Astrological Archives, then the Blood Curse Wizarding Order will most likely also have access to this information.

The hidden exit may be ambushed.

So Valin sent the White Walkers ahead, trying to use his phase correction ability to find their landing spot.

Thanks to the connection between their souls, Verin actually succeeded.

"good!"

A moment later, Verin looked at the two magical bags in his hands and smiled slightly.

This is now nearing the end of the exploration of the shared origin of magic runes.

Those who survived were not apprentices; they all gained something.

After looting all the valuables from the two magical bags, Verin destroyed them.

Magic bags cannot be placed inside magic bags.

If it's not easy to take away, just destroy it.

Then, Verin slowly made his way toward the exit.

As they approached the exit, just as Verin was pondering how to fight his way out.

Boom boom boom...

buzzing...

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

A rather intense barrage of sorcery and magical energy fluctuations followed.

"Was it Aglelen rushing through the exit?"

Vilin quickened his pace.

Before long, Verin witnessed the collapse of the Blood Curse Wizard Cult members dressed in blood-red wizard robes.

Another group of wizards dressed in skeletal robes rushed in.

"They are wizards from the Bone Pact Wizarding Guild."

On the eastern side of the ancient desert remnants of gravel winds.

The Holy Ship, the Blood Curse Wizarding Cult, and the Bone Pact Wizarding Society stand as a three-way rivalry.

However, the Holy Ship Wizard City is part of the Holy Temple of Saint Tarot, with a powerful background, and therefore controls a vast oasis territory.

However, the other two wizarding factions are also quite powerful.

But overall, the open and covert struggles between the three wizarding factions have never stopped for hundreds of years.

At this time, the other two wizarding organizations were fighting each other, which was naturally something that Verin was happy to see.

About an hourglass later.

The fighting between the two sides gradually faded away.

The exit area is now empty.

Seeing such a good opportunity, Valin immediately sent the White Walkers ahead to scout ahead, while he followed behind.

As expected, the two trap spells were activated.

With one earth spike spell and one rockfall spell, the White Walkers were thoroughly ravaged.

Fortunately, the White Walkers are resilient; they sustained some damage, but it did not affect their mobility.

"Having summoned creatures is great!"

"These insidious spells may not cause fatal injuries, but consuming them can often lead to serious trouble."

Soon, the dark red sunlight shone on Verin once again.

"Finally out!"

Having found his way, Verin quickly disappeared into the depths of the mist.

…………

The Holy Ship Wizards also have their own teams of combat wizards who carry out various missions.

However, a scrawny wizard like Vilin, who came from the workshop, had neither enough magic stones to buy powerful magic spells, nor powerful magical artifacts, nor enough time for professional combat training.

It is naturally impossible to become a member of it.

As the adventure nears its end, the battle wizards of the Holy Ship will be stationed at the exit of the Holy Ship.

This ensures that returning wizards can safely return, and prevents them from being blocked from returning by wizards from other factions who could block the vortex gate.

About two days later.

Behind a grove of trees on the border of the land of shared magical runes, after surveying the area and confirming its safety, Vilin finally emerged.

The two wizards stationed outside the exit spotted Vellin immediately.

"Alchemy Workshop, Valin."

Verin immediately introduced himself.

Soon, a wizard dressed in a black wizard's robe, who looked like a captain, came over with a roster to verify Verin's identity.

"Velin, the alchemy apprentice, has had his identity verified. He can rest over there. Everyone will leave together the day after tomorrow. Also, you are not allowed to disturb anyone else's meditation or cultivation."

The captain wizard glanced at Verin and then gave the order in a cold tone.

There is a hierarchy of contempt within the Holy Ship.

Most wizards who are able to enter the tower for combat, learning, and training possess bronze-level attributes, while a small number possess excellent iron-level attributes.

Wizards with talent in alchemy, potions, and other fields will be assigned to other towers for training and learning.

They were assigned to low-level jobs as apprentices in alchemy workshops and potion factories.

Those are basically the lowest-level entries, and their talent and aptitude are also at the bottom.

It's highly likely that they won't be able to advance to the intermediate wizard level and will have to be slaves for the rest of their lives.

Naturally, wizards trained by these battle towers naturally felt superior to low-level wizards like Vilin, who came from alchemy workshops.

Ignoring the discrimination against the battle wizard apprentices, Verin walked toward a corner on his own.

There were about twenty people gathered here at this time. Verin remembered that there were at least two hundred wizard apprentices on the sand ship back then.

Even though some wizard apprentices haven't come yet.

But not many people will come back.

"Most wizard apprentices die here in the struggle for [the term], and this is only the lowest-ranking wizard apprentices fighting for the term."

"As their strength increases, in order to collect complete sets of affixes, or even unlock affix mechanisms and to develop their own affix system, countless wizards will die on the path of wizarding."

"The competition in the wizarding world is truly brutal."

"Fortunately... my entry can undergo a qualitative change!"

"Vellin".

As soon as he reached the edge of the crowd, Verin heard a familiar voice.

"Haha... I was worried you wouldn't come out! Now it seems I was overthinking it."

Aglen waved to Verin.

At this moment, several young wizards, all of whom were relatively unfamiliar faces, gathered around Aglen.

Judging from the alchemical artifacts they possessed and their clothing, they were clearly wizards with considerable skill, strength, and promising futures.

"This is Verin. He also obtained a top-tier entry this time, and he has a very good chance of becoming a high-level wizard apprentice in the future."

"Don't let his youth fool you, this guy is incredibly strong. One or two ordinary blood curse wizards are no match for him."

"I was lucky to have him back then, otherwise I would definitely have died on those steps."

As Aglen introduced the subject, many wizard apprentices around him turned their attention to Verin and silently made a mental note of him.

News of Aglen obtaining the top-tier silver attribute has already spread. Once he returns, he will definitely be valued by the ring-level wizards in the tower.

This Velin seems to have a good relationship with Aglen, and he also seems quite powerful. Getting to know him will give you more options in the future.

As Aglen introduced the other wizarding apprentices, Verin began to chat with them.

These wizard apprentices were clearly of high status; exchanging ideas with them would at least allow one to learn more information.