Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 282 - 147 Mirror Lake, Gathering

Under fifty years old, a Level 3 Wizard...

In the lengthy lifespan of Level 3 Wizards, which is measured in centuries, this amount of time hasn’t even covered a tenth of the total.

In a small Wizard Land like Hoddam Academy, stepping into the Mist and advancing to a Level 1 Official Wizard before the age of fifty is already considered to have quite good soul talent, diligence, and a considerable Wizard Talent.

If one can become a Level 2 Official Wizard before the age of fifty, that person is undoubtedly a Genius of the Wizard World; even within the Seventh Magic Rings, there are not many Wizards who can achieve such a feat.

According to Clements himself, his soul age is forty-two.

He has already become the first person in the history of the "Seventh Magic Rings".

He has been in the late stage of Level 2 for some time now but still lacks the confidence to complete the remaining journey of a Level 2 Wizard in the next eight years and advance to Level 3.

The time Orian became a Level 3 Wizard was even longer than when he entered the late stage of Level 2. Orian’s title, "Four-Colored Metal," has already resonated for many years among the Genius Wizards in the Silver Magic Ring and Wizard Forces of the same level...

These thoughts flowed through Ronan’s mind, and then he recalled what Clements had once mentioned to him about the true essence of the "Silver Magic Ring Inheritance."

He had previously thought that the Silver Magic Ring relied on a silverization rune to support the renown of the Metal Attribute System.

It was only after Clements’ explanation that he realized things were not so simple.

What truly granted the Silver Magic Ring the qualification to be among the Southern Six Great Wizarding Forces was the Inheritance of "Compound Spells" combining the Metal Attribute and Elemental Systems.

Also involving the support of Energy Particles from different systems during casting, this kind of "Compound Spell" is a completely different concept from Energy Magic spells such as Energy Missile.

For a general Energy Magic spell, there’s no requirement on the types of energy particles that make up the spell, or their distribution; the contrast is exact for "Compound Spells," whose spell models are far more intricate than typical single-system spells, and the difficulty of casting is many times greater.

The core Compound Spell inheritance of the Silver Magic Ring mainly comes from a portion of Legendary Wizard Schiper’s inheritance, as well as the crystallization of the collective wisdom of the seven Ring Masters.

The combination of the Metal Attribute and Elemental Systems is far stronger than general single-system universal spells in might, but the difficulty of study is also much greater.

Only Level 3 Wizards truly qualify to learn it.

So far, among the younger generation of Wizards of the entire Silver Magic Ring, only Orian has touched this part of the core inheritance system.

Moreover, according to Clements, Orian also possesses exceptional Talent in spells. He might have even grasped the Extraordinary Magic Realm, and perhaps even Level 1 Law Domain Resonance, which is much stronger than the ordinary Extraordinary Magic Realm.

Ronan silently contemplated all this when he suddenly saw strong light emanating from one of three giant Magic Airships under the huge metal ring. Following closely, Orian and a group of top Genius Wizards preparing to go to the Mirror Garden Secret Realm’s First Battlefield flew towards that airship, boarding it one after another.

Two silhouettes flew across the sky, their bodies radiating blinding spiritual power light, making it difficult to see their faces, but one could guess that they were likely two Ring Lord Level figures.

The two of them landed on that airship, there to serve as the leading powerhouses for the expedition.

Ronan recognized one of the figures among them to be Kosti from the silhouettes’ outlines, and he felt that Kosti seemed to have deliberately glanced over in their direction when boarding the airship.

Clements clearly noticed it too and suddenly spoke up: "I now suspect that my encounter with the invincible Orian in the first round of the internal exchange was perhaps deliberately arranged by Ring Master Kosti..."

"She wants to protect you?"

"It’s to protect you."

Clements shook his head, correcting Ronan’s words with an emphatic tone.

Then, as if both helpless and speechless, he looked at Ronan and sighed softly: "Kosti is even slightly worried about letting you go to the Second Battlefield alone, and she specifically requested that I accompany you.

For this reason, she even risked not having a single Wizard from the Seventh Magic Rings in the First-tier Group qualified to go to the First Battlefield. She truly doesn’t care about the matter of losing face..."

"..."

Ronan fell silent, finally squeezing out a sentence, "You’re overthinking it, Clements."

Clements did not agree or disagree, turning his face away from him.

....

"Woo-woo—"

The Magic Airship emitted a tremendous humming sound that vibrated the air, resembling a noble and mysterious silver whale breaking through layers of clouds, moving leisurely and rapidly through the vast cloud expanse.

Kosti, dressed in an elaborate golden-patterned Magic Robe, stood quietly at the highest spot aboard the airship, her waterfall-like black hair falling to her ankles, skin bright and white as moonlight, exquisite features, and blue-violet eyes... She appeared like a majestic and elegant, noble and beautiful goddess, radiating an undeniable charm.

Below on the airship’s deck, at least more than half the young Wizards were sneaking glances at Kosti, including two other female Wizards.

A figure in a luxurious robe walked slowly up from behind Kosti, softly calling her name.

Kosti turned around and saw a middle-aged man with a distinctive appearance.

The man’s hair was mostly chestnut, mixed with many silver gray metallic strands. He was handsome, but there was a patch on his right cheek and around the eye resembling corrosion damage. Instead of an eyeball, a golden pocket watch was embedded in his eye socket. From time to time, small, transparent runes flickered on the dial, deep and mysterious.