The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Hand of Burning.

The assassin paled in fright and hurriedly twisted his body, trying to dodge. Though this sword would certainly pierce Dorlay, he would inevitably be struck by Dorlay's palm. While Hand of Burning wasn't a powerful spell, being burned by flames of several hundred degrees was no joke.

At this moment, Victor and the other person also engaged in battle. The greatsword swept across, unleashing a fierce and unrestrained power that seemed to cleave the very air in two. The person didn't even have time to react, only managing to parry slightly with their rapier. The next moment, the greatsword violently struck the rapier, the overwhelming force sending both the person and their sword flying.

"Transcendent?" the person roared in mid-air before crashing into the solid wall. They landed heavily with a groan, writhing in pain as they tried to get up.

On the other side, Beachy was playing cat and mouse with the assassin. Although he didn't know martial techniques, his footwork wasn't bad.

After the assassin who had been sent flying shouted, the remaining two assassins panicked.

In an instant, the situation on the field changed dramatically.

The assassin fighting Dorlay, sensing that things were going wrong, rolled on the ground and darted towards the nearby window. The assassin who had been toying with Beachy also turned his gaze towards the window, pacing back and forth near the door, crouching low, ready to pounce. He was utterly flustered; he had thought there were only a few little mice here, but he hadn't expected two big tigers as well.

At this moment, Dorlay occupied the doorway, his hand emitting flames. The intense heat made the skin tingle even from several meters away. He couldn't go out through the door, but the windows on either side were viable options.

Dorlay, watching the assassin who was chasing him and seeing his movements, flicked his left hand, throwing a potion bottle on the ground. At the same time, a material slipped into his left hand, and another flame burst forth, creating Hand of Burning in both hands. Then, he shifted his feet and lunged directly at the assassin who was trying to kill him from behind.

If he let him escape through the window, Dorlay would lose all face.

With both hands ablaze, Dorlay was even more terrifying than Victor. The assassin was instantly horrified, rolling to the base of the window and then pushing off forcefully, lunging towards the window.

Just then, he felt his legs weaken, and his heart filled with dread.

When had he been poisoned?

At this moment, Dorlay pounced, his hands reaching forward, as if wielding two giant flaming swords, crashing forward.

He actually wanted to release the flames from his hands for a ranged attack, but unfortunately, his mental power was insufficient. He tried to control the flames, concentrating them on his fingertips, and then swung his palm out.

The flame left his body, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him. His mental power seemed to follow the flame, detaching from his hand and rushing forward.

In that instant, his mental power left his body's surface.

The mental power in his sea of consciousness, which had already been stirred up by the assassin, suddenly exploded, instantly extending beyond his body, following the flames and rushing forward. In just a moment, a ball of fire landed at the assassin's feet, and another struck the assassin directly.

The flames instantly rose, burning the man into a human torch.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

The flaming man struggled in place, crawling out through the window, the flames rising and igniting the window frame, causing the fire to spread.

At this moment, Dorlay was incredibly clear-headed. After his mental power extended beyond his body, he knew that he had successfully entered the Transcendent realm. The endless energy in the air, which his mental power touched, gave him the feeling of being in an ocean of energy.

At this time, apart from the screams, Victor, Beachy, and the last assassin were deathly silent, all staring at Dorlay in shock.

They had actually witnessed the birth of a novice-level wizard with their own eyes. It was simply unbelievable.

The assassin who had been chasing Beachy stopped immediately, the rapier in his hand and his knees hitting the ground simultaneously with two thuds. His eyes were filled with terror as he knelt on the ground, unable to even hold his sword steady.

Outside the window, the flames ignited the house. Soon, thick smoke billowed from the doorway, and the sounds of shouting could be heard from outside as people noticed the smoke.

Thick smoke began to seep into the room, but no one moved, all quietly watching Dorlay.

Dorlay sighed. He hadn't expected entering the novice level to be so easy. In his sea of consciousness, his mental power was exceptionally active. The original one hundred and eighty copper coins rapidly increased, soon reaching two hundred, two hundred and ten, two hundred and twenty, finally stopping at two hundred and forty. In a matter of seconds, his strength had more than doubled.

With his mental power extending beyond his body, he could sense the endless energy in the air. As long as he was willing, the energy in the areas his mental power could reach could be used by him.

His mental power extended out, reaching every corner of the room, extending outside, reaching a distance of about ten meters.

He naturally knew that the room was on fire. At this moment, he had a flash of inspiration, and a spell model quickly formed in his sea of consciousness, and a ball of fire quickly formed in his hand, turning into a fireball.

Dorlay had been simulating it for several months, but he always lacked mental power. Now that the number of copper coins had suddenly exceeded two hundred and forty, his mental power had skyrocketed, and the new spell model formed almost instantly. After the magic model took shape, it quickly came to his hand, suspended in his palm. The energy in the surrounding air quickly filled the spell model. The spell model took effect, the energy was activated, and quickly formed a flame, forming a ball.

Level 1 wizardry, also known as Level 1 magic, the small fireball spell, and it was formed in a short three seconds. This wizardry condensation speed had completely stunned everyone.

Dorlay looked at the small fireball in his hand and was quite satisfied. After advancing to Level 1, being able to sense the energy in the air allowed magic to be condensed quickly, breaking away from the limitations of using spellcasting materials.

There are many wizardries in Level 1. The small fireball is just the lowest level. For slightly more advanced ones, if the mental power is insufficient, spellcasting materials are still needed to compensate in order to fully cast them.

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The flame of the small fireball was red, and its temperature was only slightly higher than Hand of Burning, but it could be used for ranged attacks. With ranged means, the wizard at this time could protect himself.

Victor was shocked. After this kid entered the Transcendent realm, he directly used magic. Did he not need to chant? Did he not need gestures? Did he not need to construct a spell model?

Although he was a warrior, the Warrior Guild had very clear guidelines for dealing with magic. They made it very clear in the guild announcements about the advantages and disadvantages of mages.

At long range, mages are invincible, but at close range, warriors are invincible.

"You, you, you?"

Dorlay looked at the small fireball in his hand, a smile on his face. "Should I thank you, or thank you? I didn't expect that I would break through like this."

He was talking about Beachy.

Beachy was speechless at this time, sighing, "Don't, don't, don't. You're hitting me hard. You've cultivated for more than a year and entered the Transcendent realm. I've cultivated for almost five years, and my mental power hasn't even reached perfection. I'm really ashamed."

At this time, people were already coming over because the fire in the house was getting bigger.

Dorlay looked at the two people and the two assassins, saying, "Let's go out. The house is going to catch fire. I don't know water-based wizardry."

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Victor suddenly stepped forward and slashed his sword at the assassin. At close range, the person's momentum was taken away, and without resistance, he was directly killed.

ps: In driving school, the next chapter will be later, around five or six o'clock.