"You're too cunning! A few words and you've cheated two people out of free labor!"
The bedroom was empty except for Tony's uninhibited laughter.
"First let them live, there are many benefits, collecting magic stones, the more people, the greater and faster the chance of finding them, and when encountering monsters, they can also be thrown out as cannon fodder."
"That Tongdon is clever, nothing unexpected will happen, right?" Pire frowned, "What if he escapes?"
"That little kid isn't even a magic user, what kind of waves can he stir up? I can strangle him to death with just one hand." Tony spat out a mouthful of saliva, his face full of disdain. "Although the magical energy density is very high here, giving him a month's time, it's not certain that he'll even enter the Soul Stage!"
"Even if he becomes a mage, in this place, without a mentor, where would he go to learn martial skills and magic to increase his combat power?" Robinson thought it through thoroughly. "And let's say he's only first-rate, do you think he can beat us?"
"Outside are all ghouls, where can he escape? The portal is here, as long as he wants to leave, he has to come back!" Tony laughed uncontrollably, "If he finds some gold coins, it would be even better, thinking of spending them but having nowhere to go, isn't that just collecting for us?"
"Stop wasting time and find the magic stone quickly! What's the point of being rich enough to rival a country if you can't leave this place?"
Sly Robinson had a deeper concern, who dares to guarantee that Pire and Tony don't have the idea of monopolizing the wealth of this underground city? Must be on high alert, as for Danton, that kind of insignificant person can be crushed at any time, not even worth considering.
If it weren't for a sudden whim bringing the magic book, Tang Dun would have been absolutely dead!
In the quiet guest room, a falling needle could be heard. Tong Dun's eyes were slightly closed, his mind was free from distractions, and he entered a state of meditation.
It's no wonder that the dungeon with an extremely high concentration of magical energy would, under the resonance caused by the maelstrom of thoughts, continuously burst forth with starlight-like specks, and they only grew more numerous.
As time passed, Tang Dun's breathing gradually became longer, and scattered magical energy spots began to follow his inhalation, entering his body.
Whoosh, the Magic Book automatically flipped its pages without wind, and three dark red light spots floated out from the paper, like magnets, absorbing more magical energy from all around.
Downton quickly entered a state of meditation.
Around the light spot, magic gathered and gradually formed a whirlpool, which was then pulled by soul force and slowly flew onto Tang's skin, seeping in.
Twenty minutes later, nearly thirty magic vortexes had appeared in the room, like green-glowing light bulbs that illuminated the dim environment.
The vortex groups are constantly being produced, but they can't keep up with Tang Dun's absorption and fusion speed.
"His talent is quite impressive, able to gather so many vortex groups. If he wasn't too poor and couldn't afford to buy magic stones for cultivation, he should have already entered the Soul Stage or even reached an even higher stage." Holma observed Tang Dong, filled with curiosity.
Through the magical eye, Holma witnessed Danton's behavior after entering Crow Ridge, and as a young man, his performance was truly stunning.
Not abandoning Will, killing the flesh-eating ghost with one blow, and reasonably utilizing physical strength to escape, preparing for a rainy day by keeping a backpack, planning how to escape after entering the town, then discovering Pire's conspiracy, and competing in wisdom and bravery with Robinson and two others, finally escaping from the dead end, making Holma look infatuated, comparable to appreciating a perfect opera!
Homa's divine power had more than 20 whirlpools condensed, until the total number reached one hundred, and then it remained constant, keeping up with Tang Dun's absorption speed.
An ordinary first-order mage, even in such a high concentration, can condense at most twenty magic clusters, which is at least five times less than Tang Dong.
Even so, Hollis was still dissatisfied.
"At this speed, it would only take two days to condense the Soul Seed, but now that crises are looming and time is pressing, I can only consume the accumulated magical origin of a thousand years and pull you along!"
The magic book floated up, its pages radiating light, violently flipping through them. On each page, a dozen or so glowing spots overflowed, frantically absorbing magical energy from all directions, forming a vortex that forcibly squeezed into Tang Dong's body.
Dunton's thick eyebrows were furrowed tightly enough to pinch a crab to death, and his body showed slight tremors, with sweat dripping like paste.
"Haven't reached the limit yet? Come on!" Holma released even more light spots.
Moments later, the entire room was filled with swirling vortex groups, rotating and disturbing the airflow, emitting a whooshing sound.
Thousands of firefly-like spots of light entered Danton's body, making him transparent, looking like a firefly lantern, illuminating the room brighter and brighter.
Time slowly flowed, and after a long breath, the magic finally filled every cell of Tandon's body to saturation.
Boom! Tanton's body shook as if he had been struck on the head with a war hammer, and he was out of his meditation state.
"Quickly, quickly, quickly, gather your spirit, focus, and according to the method of meditation like a holy angel, converge magical energy in your mind, condense the seeds of your soul!"
The magic book floated in front of Tang Don, the pages were filled with large red fonts, slightly disorganized, it was clear how anxious Holma was.
If you miss the best time and fail to condense the soul seed for the first time, the probability of success in the next attempt will decrease exponentially, and even if you succeed, your future achievements will not be great.
The magic light shines brightly, projecting a naked female angel, she is semi-transparent, with her arms crossed and pressed against her chest.
Suddenly, the angel's wings unfolded behind her back, and the white feathers condensed with magic power floated down slowly. Her cherry lips opened lightly, and she hummed a segment of ethereal and elegant melody.
Tang Dun opened his eyes to see the room filled with swirling magical energies, a holy and beautiful angelic statue, and the reminder of the Demon's Bible. After a moment of stunned silence, he regained his composure.
For this moment, Tang Dun had done a lot of homework and asked his sister about the detailed process of condensing the soul seed, so he was not nervous or worried at all.
"Resonate with the soul through meditation, inducing a pulse, while drawing in magical energy, surging towards the brain, merging and cleansing this pulse, making it condense and continuously grow stronger."
The fragile soul was battered by the surging magical energy, like a tiny pebble being ravaged and washed away by a tsunami, leaving Tang Dong's nerves in agony as if they were being cut by thousands of knives.
"What tenacious nerves, what a strong willpower!" Holma's magic detector stared tightly at Tondon, admiring his toughness, which had already exceeded the soul-shaping time of his previous master.
This process of condensation is also called soul shaping. The longer the persistence, the stronger the condensed soul seed will be. Later, when it breaks through the soil and sprouts, the grown soul tree will also be more luxuriant.
Suddenly, a deafening explosion-like sound echoed through Tang Don's mind.
Boom! With magical energy surging out like ocean waves, a sesame seed-sized object appeared in Tang Dong's mind, quietly suspended there.
Tang Dun opened his eyes and let out a long breath, with many dark red light spots spraying out at the same time, like a dragon's breath.
"Congratulations, you've become a Magician!" The Magic Book fell back onto Tong Dun's knees, sending out its congratulations!
"Thank you!" Tandon raised his hands, clenched them tightly, feeling the power in his body, and couldn't help but let out a light laugh. "I've been waiting for this moment for a long time!"
"Write, I can't hear you speaking!" Holma said sullenly. "You have to compensate me, do you know that? In order to let you advance as soon as possible, I used up all the magical origin that I had accumulated for a thousand years to repair my soul!"
Last time in the great war, with the fall of the master, the magic book was also severely damaged, on the verge of collapse. In order to preserve its soul, it had no choice but to seal all its powerful abilities, to the point where even the magical energy it absorbed was pitifully small!
Magic origin is a form of magical energy at a higher level.
The Magician uses the Soul Seed to extract magical energy, then refines it into the source of magic, which is used to forge the soul and body.
"How to compensate?" Tang Don took out an ink bottle and a goose feather pen from his backpack and wrote on the magic book.
"You're too weak, forget about compensation, let's talk about it when you reach the Dragon Slaying Stage!" Holma felt a bit guilty, as the new master, even if he had drained all the original power from the magic book, he couldn't do anything about it.
"Alright!" Tong Dun stood up and swung his fists vigorously.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The heart was like an ancient war drum, beating powerfully and emitting a stronger vitality. Vision became clearer, able to see further and more clearly. The sense of smell also sharpened, as if the putrid stench in the air suddenly became thicker, making one feel nauseous.
"A newly promoted mage's physical quality will generally increase by at most one fold, but you've increased by about three folds!" Holma scanned Tang Dong's body with her Soul Eye and reported the latest data.
Dongton nodded, he could feel his muscles becoming more compact and solid, his agility enhanced, and with a light jump, he was over a meter high.
"Before entering the war stage, your physical quality should be increased by at most twice, because in this stage, the main focus is on consolidating the soul's origin, making it easier for magic users to absorb magical energy and increase efficiency."
"The War Stage is the perfect enhancement of the physical body, including the heart, bones, muscles, and meridians. At this stage, a mage can be called a human-shaped beast, because they can already tear apart some low-level magical beasts with just their physical strength!"
"The Judgment Stage is a stage where strength appears to be at a watershed, because at this stage, talent evolves for the first time and can also summon a magic servant. Once promoted again, it will become the Dragon Slaying Stage."
Homa gave Tandon a crash course, explaining each term clearly and succinctly, almost better than the textbooks his sister had brought back from St. George's Magical Academy, ranked number one in Dranckfurt.
"I know that each major rank is further divided into seven minor ranks, and later when advancing in rank, one will be subject to the repulsion of the plane's law, with the direct consequence being elemental strikes. If one cannot withstand it, they will be annihilated." Tongdon quickly wrote this down, after all, he couldn't let the magic book think he was an idiot.
Thanks to his sister, Tang Don learned a lot of knowledge and even entered the university's large library, but at that time someone found fault with him and he hastily left.
"Yes, so every time you advance in rank, not only do you need to absorb enough magical origin, but also constantly learn advanced martial arts and magic, and hone them to perfection, in order to counter the attacks of the plane's laws. So now I'm going to teach you an extraordinary martial art!"
Homa's Flame Text is becoming more and more beautiful, especially the content of the narrative makes Tang Dun's heart move.
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