Boom!
A thick lightning bolt, carrying the scorching sll of sulfur, struck the ground, blasting a bowl-sized pit in the gray rock beneath his feet.
Jeming remained unmoved, with the Earth Elent Shield on his body as stable as a mountain, absorbing the violent current completely.
In front of him, a Thunderstorm Beetle over five ters tall, its body covered in a black carapace, was angrily shrieking, once again gathering blinding electric arcs in its mouth.
"Beasts can only rely on brute force or simple corrosive, venomous attacks. Only creatures that can directly manipulate Elental Power can be called Magical Beasts."
Jeming looked up at the thunderstorm gathering above, recalling the relevant knowledge: "Their attack thods are more complex, more powerful, and their mastery of energy is more exquisite, making their combat prowess far surpass ordinary beasts."
This Thunderstorm Beetle Magical Beast in front of him was a typical example; it could not only release powerful lightning, but its hard shell could also resist physical impact, making it a rather tricky foe for a Wizard Apprentice.
However, for Jeming, it was rely the best target to test his Talisman Witchcraft.
The Thunderstorm Beetle Magical Beast charged again, its six sturdy legs leaving deep marks on the ground.
Jeming didn't retreat, a slight shake of his wrist activated the Attack-type Talisman Witchcraft in an instant.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Three high-explosive Fireballs, with a sharp whistling that tore through the air, accurately struck the joints of the Magical Beast.
Each explosion caused its massive body to tremble violently, and its charge halted in agony, letting out angry but pained howls.
Jeming seized the opportunity, with a slight twist of his Moving Talisman Witchcraft, he ghost-like moved to the side of the Magical Beast, launching several continuous fireballs to precisely strike the relatively soft abdon under its shell.
The violent Fire Elent instantly blew several charred holes in the abdon of the Magical Beast, with the scorching flas even seeping inside, severing its limbs.
The Thunderstorm Beetle Magical Beast let out its final wail, collapsing to the ground, the lightning on its body extinguished along with it.
The battle, from start to finish, took less than ten seconds, and Jeming didn't even break a sweat.
He put away the Talisman Witchcraft, walked forward, and used Alchemy and Deciphering Skills to scan the remains of the Thunderstorm Beetle Magical Beast, discovering an organ inside condensed with the essence of lightning.
He skillfully extracted it, placing it in a large backpack made of beast hide nearby.
"This bag is almost full too. It seems that I have to find a way to get so Spatial Rings when I get back."
In the Wizard World, knowledge related to space is quite advanced, requiring at least a Third Level Wizard to start learning.
However, since there are many people, various spatial equipnt and skills are not uncommon.
Just like the training ground in Jeming's laboratory, which he spent a lot of money to have soone help expand the internal space.
In the academy, small spatial equipnts like space bags are nurous. Although they are expensive, Jeming can still afford them.
The only problem is, due to different spatial constants in different planes, such spatial equipnt can only be used in a single or specific few planes.
Once taken to other planes, if you're lucky, they just won't open; if unlucky, space distortion might occur, swallowing the user in the mont they enter the plane.
Under normal circumstances, the highest level of spatial equipnt is only applicable to planes that the Wizard Civilization has already conquered and recorded; going to unknown planes would still pose risks.
However, the Spatial Ring Jeming spoke of is an exception.
The requirents for making it are extrely high, requiring at least a Sixth Level Wizard, but its effect is excellent.
The entire ring internally fixes a portion of the rules, maintaining internal space stability no matter where it goes.
Correspondingly, this item is ridiculously expensive.
The most troubleso part is, because its manufacture is extrely difficult with a high failure rate, under normal circumstances, there's no stock even if there's purchasing authority.
"Professor Clark seems to be a Sixth Level Wizard; I wonder if he has any connections... I'll ask him when I get back, hoping he knows a Space Mage."
While contemplating, Jeming suddenly noticed a blue-glowing Points Card lying quietly next to the beast's corpse.
He bent down to pick it up: "This level of Magical Beast already has a Points Card? Its points seem quite high; I'm quite lucky."
He didn't pay much attention, directly putting it in his pocket.
For him, points are just a byproduct; the practical data from the Talisman Witchcraft and the rare materials from this plane are the core.
At this mont, Jeming suddenly looked up in a specific direction, sensing a violent elental fluctuation emanating from there.
It wasn't the scattered energy shock, but the mixed aura of large-scale witchcraft and Magical Beast clashes.
He mobilized his Moving Talisman Witchcraft, flying towards that location swiftly.
Stopping just as he got close, he landed behind a giant red Crystal Ore, activating the Deciphering Skill from afar, extending his Spiritual Power.
Through the undulating rocky hills and dense red crystal forest, he "saw" that battlefield.
A group of Wizard Apprentices were locked in a fierce battle with a gigantic Fire Elental Magical Beast, entirely composed of pure flas and magma.
The beast stood ten ters tall, each step causing the ground to tremble, each attack inciting a frenzy of surrounding Fire Elentals.
In terms of destructive power, although this beast hadn't reached the level of a First Level Wizard, it still surpassed the level of a Third Level Wizard Apprentice, making the apprentices struggle considerably.
From a distance, Jeming observed the apprentices' battle, counting about twelve or thirteen of them, spread out but able to cover each other, clearly having undergone team formation and simple tactical arrangents.
As Jeming watched, just in ti, an apprentice unleashed nurous ice cones, shooting them at the Magical Beast.
"Ice Magic suppression... hmm, this apprentice's Ice Cone Skill condenses rather quickly," Jeming assessed silently.
"But it lacks continuity; its impact on this Fire Elental Magical Beast is but a drop in the ocean."
A tall, skinny apprentice jumped out, brandishing a Magic Wand, unleashing a high-pressure water column composed of pure Water Elent, accurately hitting the head of the Fire Elental Magical Beast.
"Not bad, considering the Water Elent is suppressed in this environnt, being able to achieve this effect shows decent Spiritual Power control. But the Water Arrow Technique's attack power is too low, and its release frequency is just as inadequate."
Jeming couldn't help but shake his head.
These wizards seed to be promising combat elites, their Witchcraft Models likely purchased directly.
The reason such construction thods are called a heretical path by wizards is because Witchcraft Models built this way require casting ti when used, and in terms of burst and continuity, they fall short compared to Witchcraft Models constructed through diligent study and self-developnt; this is considered a major flaw of constructing others' Witchcraft Models.
Like the Alchemy and Deciphering Skill Jeming currently wielded, executed with spontaneity, akin to the natural control of breathing, with virtually no casting ti.
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