Mongna Ant Land Cottage.
That day, a sorcerer discovered that the Ant Being barrier was operating slowly, emitting a strange oppressive feeling from above, which made people somewhat uncomfortable.
“Exactly, Steward Ivan once told people that the operation of the Ant Being barrier was not smooth and that it needed time to adjust gradually,” someone remarked.
“Having a sorcerer like Steward Ivan is truly a fortune for Mongna Ant Land Cottage.”
Concerning the sudden noise, many sorcerers just slightly furrowed their brows and then let it go, just as some had said, although they couldn’t help much, they also shouldn’t obstruct.
The Twin Towers, Randall and Gina had been guarding here for the past few days, staying in an expanded protection chamber within the tower.
“It’s starting,” Gina said with a nervous expression.
“Trust Ivan, he never does anything unless he’s sure of it,” Randall said with certainty.
“Mm-hm, I believe in Senior Brother Ivan, he will definitely become a Level 2 Sorcerer,” Gina nodded firmly, her eyes blazing with resolved determination.
The reason the two were here was just in case, in case someone became reckless and caused trouble from the Core Black Tower, Randall and Gina would need to lend a hand and delay them.
This move violated the academy rules to some degree, but after hearing Ivan’s plan, they didn’t think much before agreeing and firmly stood by his side.
Time passed bit by bit, and the event Ivan and the two were worried about didn’t occur.
In fact, whether some people admitted it or not, Ivan’s proficiency in enchantment was indeed worthy of being the academy’s number one, and his words regarding enchantment were undoubtedly convincing.
When he previously stated that the Ant Being barrier needed minor adjustments, including Teresa and Victor, no one really doubted his word, nor did they link it to the promotion of a Level 2 Sorcerer.
Thus, naturally, no one acted to stop it.
At the same time, Dean Watkin also noticed the changes within the Ant Being barrier, and because he was closer to the small space, his perception was clearer.
“He has started his promotion,” he observed.
Dean Watkin looked up at a certain spot above, his eyes flickering with changing lights. Your journey continues on empire
To be honest, being severely outmaneuvered by a junior sorcerer and trapped in a cage like prey ready for slaughter was considered the utmost humiliation of his life.
Over the past few days, he had repeatedly regretted his choices and had numerous thoughts.
At this moment, those thoughts were particularly intense, and the power within him surged uncontrollably.
“Ah! Well, he is a sorcerer from Mongna Ant Land Cottage after all, we should remember the old times.”
Accompanied by a resigned sigh, Dean Watkin deflated like a punctured balloon, no longer staring upwards, and sat down on the ground.
Having witnessed the other’s strength and talent, and feeling the power of Archibald’s Spear, he really didn’t dare to risk everything on one bet; it was better to do nothing and quietly wait for the outcome.
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Ant Beings’ secret vault.
Ivan had no spare thoughts to focus on others, as he had reached the crucial moment of his promotion to Level 2.
In his mental ocean, the oppressive force around him had increased several times, as had the elemental backlash, consisting not only of invisible thorns but also of a type of invisible flames.
The thorns tore at him, and the flames scorched him.
In such torturous conditions, his mind remained incredibly calm, methodically transforming and merging the spiritual power that had fused with the Plant-type element crystal, steering it towards a Fire-type inclination.
In fact, when a sorcerer solidified their second spell, there were generally two options.
One was to deepen the original Elemental Series, selecting a spell within the same series to solidify, such as Ivan’s Plant-type; the other was to choose a different elemental series, where the second spell must complement the first solidified witchcraft.
As for the difficulty of advancement, it could only be said that each had its advantages and disadvantages.
Ivan advanced along the path of the “Black Beard Chapter”, choosing the “Candle Flame Spell” that complemented the “Flower Tree Shield”. Like the Flower Tree Shield, the Candle Flame Spell was closely related to insects, and its construction also required the absorption of a certain insect aura.
With the Silkworm Queen and swamp ants beneath him, he would not lack the corresponding insect aura.
Moreover, he could faintly feel that within the peculiar “Power of Rebirth”, there was also an involvement of insect aura, and it was extremely ancient and sophisticated.
This gave him a feeling as if divine assistance accompanied him while constructing the “Candle Flame Spell”.
“Flame is both scorching and promoting the transformation of spiritual power; it’s a test and yet a booster. Life is indeed wondrous,” Ivan silently praised, calmly observing a complex, maze-like three-dimensional model rapidly taking shape.
In his mental ocean, a preliminarily complete Level 2 Magic model emerged.
In an instant, the model’s spiritual power turned into a liquid form.
As he adjusted and refined further, the spiritual power making up the magic model began to crystallize, shining brilliantly like shards of ice mixed in water.
It was unknown how much time had passed when the Level 2 Magic model fully crystallized, radiating a unique charm.
“Hello, Level 2 Sorcerer, Ivan Marichadon.”
Ivan only felt all the pressure lift from him, gentle rain pervading all around, his originally depleted spiritual power restoring at an unfathomable rate, filling the empty mental ocean in two or three seconds.
He felt immensely powerful, strong enough to overcome anything.
Of course, he also understood in his heart that this was an illusion produced after a significant increase in strength—wonderful but unreal.
Ivan suppressed the delusion within him, opening his eyes to look around—he “saw” numerous insect patterns on his body, concentrated on his neck and back like a layer of armor.
His hair had all turned black, occasionally moving unconsciously, and began to approach those slender insect antennae.
This was actually a side effect of cultivating the “Black Beard Chapter”; he didn’t take it too seriously, as it was an issue every Insect Control Master had to face—the insectification.
“Tsk tsk, there’s still some ‘Power of Rebirth’ left. Should I seize the opportunity to advance from Earth Knight to Flying Knight?” Ivan also noticed that the Formation was still transmitting ‘Power of Rebirth’, though it had weakened considerably compared to before.
Based on his estimate, there was a significant chance that he could further enhance his Knight skills, breaking through to the stage of a Flying Knight within the Legendary Class.
Suddenly, his gaze fell on the Silkworm Queen, who wanted to approach but dared not; watching its covetous look, he made a decision.
“Silkworm Queen, come here quickly, and receive a fortune.”
“But, this is yours––”
Ivan ignored its hesitation, reached out, and pulled the Silkworm Queen over, replacing himself on the still operating ‘lotus platform’ and pressing it onto it.
The Power of Rebirth surged towards the Silkworm Queen, immersing it in the baptism of ancient power, and its life began slowly climbing to a higher level.
Ivan wasn’t entirely looking out for the Silkworm Queen; from Earth Knight to Flying Knight, one needed to comprehend the breath of the sky, and accepting the remaining Power of Rebirth might not guarantee a breakthrough and could intensify the effects of insectification, proving somewhat counterproductive.
Being an insect, the Silkworm Queen naturally had no such concerns and was more compatible with the Power of Rebirth than him.