'Finally,' Zy thought, his grin stretching with a creepy tone.
In no ti, he had appeared inside the depths of the Cultivation Highland.
With ti, more people joined them. He noticed that the population was sowhat smaller than last ti. He then recalled that exorcists weren't allowed for this class.
He couldn't articulate the depth of his excitent. He had his arms crossed behind him.
He was tapping the nose of his boot on the shimring terrain. Beast Taming... when he first heard about it in Frosthaven, he didn't feel this much of a connection to it. But it was different now.
'I feel like... I need a ta. Like doing so would offer a kind of freedom and grant a wish.'
Seconds ticked by, people appearing from thin air lessening, till no one did anymore.
Everyone was present. So, the newbies expected their instructor to appear unnoticed.
Easy smiles, speaking faces and cold-yet-affected countenances flushed across the majority.
Chatty ladies jumped over their toes in excitent and guys of the sa kind laughed into the air.
Zy glanced across the crowd for a split second. 'Can he still be at the library?'
Sowhere, Nero stood on one terrain, facing the dispersed monoliths and temples.
Noises ca from each side of his ears. His shoulders were still slumped, head turning down.
He thought, biting his lips, 'Guess they're right. Zy didn't look back at all back then because I was a burden.
He has a big dream, so perhaps... I should give him so space.'
The air grew thick with a vibratory sensation in an instant. An overwhelming presence seed near.
Almost all the newbies glanced up at the sky. They locked their eyes on the suspended figure of the Archsage.
One lady pointed at him, her smile bright and effortless. "It's the instructor! He's here!"
Different expressions hollered through the vibrant landscape until the deep voice of Magnus Alaris cut through...
"Good day, dear tars. It's nice holding another class since your admission into the sanctuary," he said, his voice a bit casual.
His face, in a bit, appeared to invite everyone to a discussion with him.
Silence stretched, preparing to be cut by his next statents...
"We won't be exhausting too much ti here. So, please pay attention to whatever I am about to tell you guys.
Indeed, so manuals and docuntaries contain everything. But, it's better to use a hybrid approach, saving those points that skip your mind here by reading the docuntaries, and vice-versa..."
The students already seed captivated. A sigh was audible in the tranquil, silent world.
Magnus Alaric crossed his arms behind him. He strode forward and backwards.
"Balance. There exists one in politics, and the sa applies in the magic system.
The sa applies in the current world situation. As I said last ti, when rendering our salutes to the fallen army of victory, we're plagued by beasts and Necrots.
The Shadow Legacy borned the Necrots. A man, whose power broke the scale before the magic system, made them. Once a prisoner, then a walder..."
So people glanced at one another in wonder. What were they unraveling?
Zy creased his brows, recalling the woman who shook Silvan Ferox to his core. To think soone else created her and her kind... it was unbelievable.
Most were from Eldengrove; others from Frosthaven or the other three kingdoms. In short, the threat level varied between kingdoms. But the Necrots were the source of it.
They had seen them devour their people and destroy their farms and their shelters. But whatever happens in a kingdom, the authoritative part of it would take care of it.
The royal houses had thousands of skilled armies. But a flick of a finger from the weakest Necrots would wipe them out.
Also, a very low number of people get awakened. So lose to the Soul Land's trial, while the majority fear taking the test.
So, one kingdom catering for the well-being of another might shift the threat to its side. That was when their guards would be completely down.
Magnus's words continued to flow like a symphony through the air.
"Necrots and beasts are from the sa source. Just..." he raised a finger, "... one source created them both. The five beast realms - Infernosphere, Terrmagma, Noctisveil, Aerostorm Peaks... and Abyssal Waters - all spiral alike to the Necrots.
These are the two forces that have plagued us for years. In balance, humanity has two forces repelling against it: Beast Tars and Exorcists.
As a tar, you own the fire elent. As first-tirs, you cultivate in a location like this space where there's a wide range of wieldable magic.
You have to hone your elental magic to be able to ta, and also as an act of defence."
Zy thought, 'ans we're bi-functional. We can be the two forces at the sa ti.'
"... The fire elent is under the varieties of magic types. There is as well the air elent, and even dark magics like the Runecraft.
Every sorcerer cultivates, and their rank equals their success and survival rate.
In this world, the Mage Body defines our rank. There's a different system between pure and dark magic. But the variance in magic links the ranking of their Mage Bodies."
Zy creased his brows in confusion. He glanced left; he was happy to see a very focused guy by his side. This kind should be a bookworm before coming here, he guessed.
He leaned closer. "Mind explaining that? Variance in links... and also the rankings? I'm confused."
The guy took a few seconds staring at Zy. Zy wasn't sure if he didn't seem weird to this guy for not knowing that.
But, he supposed, the instructor's points had captivated most students. So, he supposed, he wasn't.
Then, he cleared his throat, a prelude to revelation. Adjusting his spectacles, he readied himself for the words to co.
"By variance... he ant the order by which pure and dark sorcerers can defeat one another, judging by their Mage Bodies. If you're a rank 4 dark Mage Body sorcerer, you can..."
A flash of information popped up in Zy's head. It blurred his vision for a brief mont.
"Never mind. I get it now," Zy cut the guy off in a simple tone and glanced away. The guy's eyes blinked behind his spectacles.
He thought he didn't need the explanation anymore. The dragon's mory about this hierarchy stuff and everything looked so vivid in his mind.
As if soone had seated him to read it.
He nodded his head while rubbing his chin. 'Ashbane must have studied things a lot.'
Now, he received what he cut the guy off on earlier. If a rank 4 dark Mage Body sorcerer combats a rank 3 pure sorcerer, then their fight has the possibility of being a tie.
There were six Mage Body ranks in pure magic, while there were five in the other one.
"... So, as I have said, you can't learn everything about this world at a ti. Or else, you might lose your sanity. Besides, the world has evolved as well.
That should be the end of the brief introduction. Now, let's have a clear illustration of how to ta beasts. From Lesser Guardians beasts to Ancient Titans, the strongest."
He clicked his fingers, summoning the world to attention.
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