Six Ring Wizard

Just when Malcolm was shaking uncontrollably and feeling ecstatic, the blood ball slowly floated over and approached him.

Malcolm looked at the blood ball, opened his mouth and sucked the blood ball completely into his body.

His expression remained unchanged, and then magic power rippled out of his body.

In the blink of an eye, Malcolm turned into a bloody man whose whole body was covered in bright red flesh and blood, as if he was a skinned person.

He glanced at the pool in front of him, clasped his hands in front of his chest, dodged, and appeared floating above the blood pool.

Malcolm stretched out his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and punched the ground.

In an instant, the pool beneath his feet shattered, spider veins appeared on the ground, and the entire basement shook, showing that this punch was extremely powerful.

Malcolm's terrifying face revealed a smile: "Very good."

This was a spell that Malcolm had been preparing for a long time, and it would have taken some time to succeed.

It just so happened that I was going to participate in Operation Cradle this time, so I spent more time researching it in advance.

This is a spell that Malcolm himself studied. Countless flesh and blood containing resentment, hatred, fear and other negative emotions were condensed into the current blood-colored skin.

This blood-colored skin allows Malcolm to possess unparalleled speed and strength, and ordinary first-level wizards cannot be his opponent.

More importantly, this bloody skin also has the effect of absorbing magic power.

Many spells hitting him would not only fail to harm him, but would instead replenish his magic power.

Malcolm is very satisfied with the effect of the spell. With this kind of physical power combined with his spell power, he is already thinking about what rule power to choose to be promoted to a second-level wizard.

In his eyes, it is impossible for anyone to be his opponent.

The people who participated in Operation Cradle were at most the ultimate stage of crystallized wizards. As long as they were not promoted to the second level wizard, there would be no qualitative change, and Malcolm did not think that anyone could threaten him.

Before he had blood-colored skin, Malcolm was already a strong man among the crystallized wizards. Now that he has reached a higher level, he is naturally very confident.

Suddenly, Malcolm seemed to sense something and turned around to look at a middle-aged Mediterranean man behind him.

"Teacher," Malcolm said respectfully.

Fran nodded and looked at Malcolm with satisfaction: "It's good. You are very talented and can research such a powerful spell by yourself. You should have no problem with this Operation Cradle, but you have to be careful. Try to be as low-key as possible.”

"Especially those spells of yours are easy to cause criticism. Although the teacher is not afraid of these, it is still a bit troublesome to deal with. You should find less things for the teacher to do.

Malcolm said with some disdain: "Teacher, why should you care about the words of those people? In my opinion, people who are not strong enough are just experimental materials, no different from pigs and dogs. Occasionally, we just kill some ordinary people and weak people for experiments. As for Is there such a strong reaction?”

Fran smiled, walked over and said, "You're just too young. There are some things you can do but you can't say them openly. Being low-key is always good for you."

Malcolm said nothing, obviously not agreeing with Fran's point of view.

Fran knew that he wouldn't listen to these words, so he didn't say more, otherwise Malcolm would be annoyed again.

He loves and hates this student. He is extremely talented. It can be said that he is the most talented wizard Fran has seen in so many years. He is amazingly talented.

But this student acted too arrogantly, and no one took him seriously, including Fran.

Although Malcolm would be more respectful in front of Fran, Fran knew that this student was looked down upon by everyone.

But Fran doesn't care. For young people, it's normal to be a little aggressive. Geniuses are like this.

Fran smiled and said: "Be prepared. When you come back from that lower world, I will give you a surprise. I have prepared a very good gift."

After he finished speaking, his figure slowly disappeared, and only Malcolm was left in the basement again.

Malcolm glanced at the empty blood pool: "When we get back, we have to continue to replenish some."

After the bloody skin on his body dissipated, a face full of freckles was revealed.

…

Silvermoon City, North Pier.

"Wait at home for my return."

Herage smiled and hugged Reis, then turned around and boarded the airship.

Ruisi watched him leave from below, still looking at the sky reluctantly until the airship went away.

Operation Cradle will start in four months, and Herrag needs to leave for the central area early.

Silver Moon City is located in the southernmost part, so far away from the central area that it takes three months to travel by airship.

In order to avoid unexpected delays on the road, Herage set off four months in advance.

This time Herag set off alone, and he was the only one selected in Silvermoon City.

Thirty quotas seem to be very few when spread among so many cities and so many forces in Serandiil.

There are many cities that don't even have a quota. Herage is considered a quota that Parker directly arranged for him.

Parker is still in the elven plane, and the plane war will not end so soon.

Although he is still there, he will learn about the situation in the wizard plane from time to time. This kind of thing is just a matter of him saying a word.

Since Preuss was responsible for the security of Silvermoon City, he could not accompany Herag on his journey.

Herage didn't need anyone to accompany him. Someone would naturally greet him when he arrived in the central area.

Herague still lived in the most luxurious luxury suite this time. Since he was working on behalf of Serantir, he was traveling at public expense and did not need to pay for it himself.

The luxurious suites on this airship were exactly the same as the one Herag had lived in before. Herag found that the internal structures of these large airships were the same and seemed to be the same model.

With the last experience, Herage started to boil a pot of coffee very familiarly, lit up the window and looked at the scenery outside.

After taking a bath, Herage sat on the bed and began to meditate.

Another star is about to solidify in my mind. This is the second star I meditate on after being promoted to crystallization.

At this stage of the Crystallization Wizard, the speed of meditation is visibly slower than before.

Everyone knows that crystal wizards have a limit state, and when they reach this state, their mental power can hardly grow anymore.

Before this state, the growth of mental power was actually showing a slower and slower state.

The higher the mental power, the more difficult it is to continue to grow the mental power, and the slower it will be to successfully meditate on a star.

But Herage's current speed seems to be no different from before, all supported by the energy of the God's Core stored in the bloodline mark.