Esdras jumped up in the air and roared. This was a mont to cheer.
His victory was not easy in the least, if he had not crippled the scavenger in that first encounter, he might not have been able to win that easily.
Admittedly, what he did in the last mont was slightly risky, but there was no such thing as a fight without risk. If he wanted to win and gain the rewards of victory, he had to endure so risk no matter what.
Two bigger than normal treasure chests appeared as the body of the scavenger started to dissipate.
Sothings got his attention, he saw an ethereal chain, connected to the scavengers, sohow from the back.
Oddly enough he did not see it before this mont it went downwards into the ground, and yet it seemingly disappear through it like a nonmaterial object.
The chain reminded him of the hundreds of chains connected to the sarcophagus underground however he decided to put this tal behind him since thinking about it was useless for soone like him.
Instead, he decided to focus on sothing much more practical like the residence in his sea of consciousness.
For so reason, the process of engraving the sigils I was going on at a much faster pace than expected. It wasn't going to take another day. It was happening now.
Without even enough ti to check out the treasure chest, he sat down cross legged, and entered ditation at once.
Within his self consciousness, he could see his spiritual energy, moving at a unprecedented speed, and yet there was not a single mistake.
In the past he was like a newbie painter that just got his hand on his first empty canvas, he was constantly hesitant about what colors to use and what sort of painting he wanted to paint.
However, now that feeling of confusion and trepidation vanished. Instead, it was replaced with self assurance and confidence. It was a subconscious matter. It was the result of his recent achievent of defeating the boss.
It was not like a massive jump, but it certainly hastened the process after all becoming stronger faster was always a good thing. Well, most of the ti.
Another attribute that made the whole process, much easier with the synchronization between his spiritual energy and sea of consciousness, after his breakthrough to rank 2 it was even more so.
Even the strangely swirling sea of consciousness was now moving at a faster pace.
In in two hours the process that trouble to have the most was over. The four elental schedules were complete.
He could see them shining each with a different color, the fire with orange-red the earth, with brown, the air with green, the water with pure blue.
Having done that, he didn't stop to rest. He had to continue the advancent. The hard part was over, and now the easy part.
Manipulation, control, manifestation These were the three secondary sigils that needed to be combined with each of the primary sigils.
Naturally these sigils were much less complicated.
Following his will, his massive, spiritual energy started engraving the secondary sigils. It did not take long each triplet took only one hour.
Four hours later he was done engraving them into his a sea of consciousness next, he started the fusion process.
He started being very careful removing the completed secondary sigils one by one and cautiously fusing them with the primary sigils.
According to the teachings in the tower this should be a very sensitive process, but he quickly found out that it was not a big deal at all for so reason the primary sigils fused with the secondary sigils almost on their own.
By the end, he was just carelessly throwing every completed secondary sigil. In a few minutes, everything was completed and his mind experienced a fantastical phenonon. If only for a mont, it was a feeling of clarity.
The mana in the environnt that he had been consciously and subconsciously, keeping at bay all this ti was finally allowed in. The mana rushed into his body and to his sea of consciousness like a tidal wave.
He felt an earth shaking roar irrupt from sowhere it was like suddenly gaining a new limb, the mana seeped into each of the completed elental sigils and began filling them up. They were only filled up to 20%.
When it completely feels them up to 100% a transformation will occur and then he would be a True mage. Technically speaking.
Esdras took a look at his stats and sure enough he had advanced to beco a level three apprentice mage. The next level required 460 EXP. His mana stat was now 2 instead of 0.
But rather than lant he stood up and flexed his hand. Fire burned on his hand, but he did not feel the heat at all, with another thought the fire grew and grew, reflecting its light on his face.
What is other hand he conjured water and with another thought both fire and water disappeared replaced by chunks of rocks and a spinning line of greenish air.
Three new active skills were added:
1) Control Lv.1 (0/50 EXP)
2) Manipulation Lv.1 (0/50 EXP)
3) Manifestation Lv.1 (0/50 EXP)
Sweet. Since he had no way to learn spells here in the wild, he would have to rely on these three basic skills to imitate spells.
Obviously, the three skills represented how much of these elents he could conjure, and how much he could control said elents. The manipulation skill probably refers to how much he could change the elents.
For example, how hot the flas he conjured were and how sharp a wind blade was.
That being said, he did not hesitate to spend 150 EXP at once, taking all three skills to level two.
1) Control Lv.2 (0/120 EXP)
2) Manipulation Lv.2 (0/120 EXP)
3) Manifestation Lv.2 (0/120 EXP)
Esdras thought this was enough to guarantee safety until he returned to the tower, but then he rembered Ishtar's warning and the weird things happening in the forest right now.
He hesitated for a mont, but then a cold light of resolve flashed in his eyes.
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