[Small teor Witchcraft (1.9 0.4 Rings) (Limit Break 0.1) (No Two Rings Witchcraft Position, Unable to Advance)]
"8.33 million charge points still aren’t enough for a second limit break?"
Lor searched for a long ti and still couldn’t find the three words (can break limit), which made him twitch at the corner of his mouth, "It’s truly ridiculously expensive."
If he could only break the limit once, his Small teor Witchcraft combined with Gravity Technique’s additional enhancent would at most reach only 2.5 Rings.
Although being able to perform witchcraft at 1 Ring that reaches the power of 2.5 Rings is already quite outrageous.
But people, after all, are never satisfied.
"This ti out to sea, I need to find a way to get so good stuff, can’t just head straight to the Betula Continent," Lor thought to himself.
Right now, his savings are only 970,000 Magic Crystals, 8.33 million charge points, and 30,000 contribution points.
If he doesn’t find so good stuff to trade for contribution points, the next research on the Betula Continent can’t even begin.
There are many good things in the sea, but they’re not easy to get, so Lor spent these days planning carefully.
...
Ti flew by, and seven days passed.
Lor, along with Agular, Kateya, and Levan, walked out of the Nelson Wizard Tower.
They entered the spaceship docking area, found the Black Cliff Spaceship, and all flew inside.
Standing on the second level of the spaceship, Lor glanced deeply at the Wizard Tower he had lived in for years, feeling a bit depressed.
Once he left, he could never co back, and so familiar faces would also disappear henceforth.
"With my current ability, this is all I can do."
Lor sighed, his fingertips released a slight bit of Earth and Fire Elents to control the spaceship to take off, heading directly north.
He was heading to the Betula Continent, bringing Agular and Kateya was reasonable, one being a ntor ensuring safety, the other an experint assistant.
But if he were to take all his acquaintances, the Wizard Alliance would surely identify him during post-event reviews.
If by then he had beco a Fourth Ring Spatial Mage, it would be fine, but if not, it would be a real hassle.
Lor didn’t think himself great enough to risk his life to save a few acquaintances.
...
The spaceship flew north for five days, and Lor occasionally activated the Scenic View Magic Array, witnessing many strange landscapes.
For instance, a peculiar tree towering thousands of ters in a forest.
Bearing many red fruits on that tree, called Cui Fruit, which is the raw material for Talent Enhancent Potion, incredibly valuable.
Unfortunately, this thing already had an owner, the owner being the Tower Master of the Life Faction Wizard Tower, located 300 miles from that forest.
Or like a waterfall plunging down from a ten-thousand-ter cliff.
The waterfall’s imposing montum and the sound it made during its descent could be heard by Lor even from a thousand ters up in the air, truly magnificent.
And now.
A Red Dragon, more than ten tis the size of the spaceship, was hovering in the sky ahead, blocking the spaceship’s path.
Upon seeing the Red Dragon, Lor imdiately gripped the Guardian Tree Scroll in his hand.
Judging by the size of this Red Dragon, it was definitely a fourth-tier level life form.
The gap between the third and fourth tiers was larger than the Celestial Abyss, and even Agular would have no power to resist this Red Dragon.
If not for it showing no signs of hostility, he would have torn the Guardian Tree Scroll long ago.
"Uncle Adams!" At that mont, from the ship’s hold below ca Levan’s joyful shout, and in the next mont, he left the spaceship, flying towards the Red Dragon.
Hearing this shout, Lor breathed a sigh of relief, stowing the Guardian Tree Scroll back into his Space Ring.
On second thought, it made sense, being so close to Speaker Yasen’s Wizard Tower, how could there be any enemies?
"Little Levan, where have you been all these years?" Adams watched as Levan flew towards him, his voice thunderous.
"I’ve been studying with my ntor for the past three years," Levan said, pointing to the second level of the spaceship behind him.
The Red Dragon’s gaze swept past Lor, located on the second level of the spaceship, not lingering at all.
It did not believe that Lord Yasen would allow a One-Ring Wizard to be Levan’s ntor.
"Little Levan, you’ve pointed in the wrong direction, still as careless after all these years."
Its gaze eventually settled on Agular, located on the first level, grinning, "Hello, Wizard, I’m Levan’s uncle, Adams Mork..."
"Lord Adams, I am not Levan’s ntor," Agular shook his head, pointing up to Lor in the ship, "My student is."
"That’s right." Levan nodded repeatedly, "Wizard Agular is my ntor’s ntor, not my ntor."
"Huh?" Adams was dumbfounded.
What was going on?
How could Lord Yasen allow a One-Ring Wizard to be Levan’s ntor?
Was it crazy, or was the world crazy?
"Greetings, Lord Adams," Lor smiled, bowing to Adams, "I am honored to be favored by Speaker Yasen to beco Levan’s ntor, forgive for any offense."
"Alright then, I really don’t know what Lord Yasen is thinking, letting a One-Ring Wizard be Levan’s ntor."
Adams shook his head, extending a claw to pick up Levan and place him on its back, then said to Lor, "Co with , I was sent by Lord Yasen to receive you."
Upon saying so, it flapped its wings, flying ahead to show the way.
"Uncle Adams, the ntor is very powerful, taught many things over the years," Levan said indignantly, patting Adam’s back hard.
"Alright, alright, powerful," Adams responded to Levan nonchalantly.
Piloting the spaceship behind Adams, Lor, overhearing the conversation between a dragon and a man, felt an inexplicable urge to laugh.
Thinking about actually eting Speaker Yasen himself later, his heart began to stir with excitent.
"That’s soone who will beco a Sage-level Wizard in the future..." Lor secretly anticipated.
Every Sage-level Wizard possesses the power to completely annihilate a plane alone.
Even in tumultuous tis, they stand as the strongest on the pinnacle.
In his past life, players could never make contact with such beings, the sa for those Faith Wizards who invested extensively to reach the Sixth Ring.
"Hoo hoo——"
Lor piloted the spaceship, following the Red Dragon for about twenty minutes, finally arriving outside a desert ablaze with flas.
The flas in that desert varied in color, shooting more than ten ters above the sand, boundless, from afar appearing as a sea of fire.
"Lord Yasen, I’ve brought them," the Red Dragon paused outside the desert, shouting loudly.
"Crack——"
The next mont, the flas in the desert parted in two on their own, revealing a path around a hundred kiloters wide, leading deep into the desert.
"Co on, we’re going in," the Red Dragon said to Lor behind him, then flapped its wings, flying into the desert.
"This Glazed Desert is truly vast and grand, I only caught a glimpse in the historical CG, now I can take a good look,"
Lor said as he controlled the spaceship to follow the Red Dragon, observing the sea of fire below with eyes full of novelty.
In the historical CG of the Faith Wizards’ disturbance, this Glazed Desert was detonated forcibly by Speaker Yasen.
It was because of this that he, as a single Elental Mage, could kill that Dark Faith Mage, winning the final victory.
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