An hour later, a light invisible spell knife appeared in Locke's hand, inscribing complex spell runes in mid-air.
Locke had already consud all the magical resources he purchased previously. Under the support of this magical power, he was inscribing spell runes at the magic pressure structure level of his soul.
At the sa ti, before Locke were two bottles of advancent potion, one was a gift from the academy, the other was given to him by formal wizard Urien Rich as compensation for tutoring his grandson.
This counted as an investnt.
Locke chose one bottle and drank it. Imdiately, a mass of flas seed to appear before his eyes. Those flas were drilling into his cells, squeezing every drop of potential remaining in his body, beginning to help him rapidly increase his mana.
"Bang~"
Flas began burning from Locke's body surface. Imdiately after, with lightning speed, Locke's entire person entered a mass of flas, as if undergoing burning at the stake.
At the sa ti, the athyst matrix Locke took out from his astral ring floated in the air above, continuously displaying numbers: 801, 811... 900...
"Ah!" Pain from deep in his soul penetrated Locke's mind. That was life's instinct resisting and fearing overdrawing the future and only caring about the present. But Locke controlled himself with reason, preventing himself from circulating mana and strengthening magic pressure to resist the Sacrifice Potion's effects.
The fire source of fire elental magic began burning all over his body.
It seed to be because the potential contained in his body was too intense.
Locke also activated all the ancient bloodlines on his body. The spell model stars in his sea of consciousness released bright starlight, rotating around the main body of his sea of consciousness—Locke's soul.
And Locke used the invisible spell knife to point at these stars, using them to outline his soul-level magic pressure structure.
'The elents are slightly losing balance. I can't let fire elents burn like this, otherwise it will cause my own physical elents to beco unbalanced. Even if I advance to formal wizard, I'll beco a guardian wizard, or suffer the fate of that speed painter's first wife.'
'But don't be afraid, I have potions! I also have superhuman drug tolerance!' Locke quickly took out a potion for stabilizing elents that he purchased at the auction from his astral ring and drank it. The flas on his body surface gradually extinguished.
Locke breathed a sigh of relief. The spell model in his hand had already been outlined halfway. He glanced at the number 999 on the athyst matrix and involuntarily quickened his speed.
'The reason wizards must inscribe First Circle defensive magic at the magic pressure level of the soul to form a permanent defensive field, besides gaining a constant powerful defensive magic, the most important reason is to strengthen the wizard's soul stability.'
'Magic pressure exceeding one thousand has already surpassed the height originally achievable by the human soul. Powerful magic pressure will suddenly shatter like a burst barrel, with magic pressure continuously flowing outward, like an explosion phenonon.'
'In other words, the pinnacle of apprentice level was originally the limit of the human soul.'
'Becoming a First Circle wizard ans crossing the limit of the human soul and achieving transcendent accomplishnt. So-called formal wizards are existences that have transcended the essence of the human soul!'
Locke's eyes beca determined. He had to speed up. If he couldn't completely inscribe the permanent defensive field before his ntal power broke through one thousand, it would beco very troubleso.
The human soul couldn't possibly carry this much magic pressure and at this mont, his body was still burning potential and lifespan. His image in the mirror visibly aged.
White hair grew on his head, his beard grew wildly, wrinkles began appearing on his skin, his pupils beca turbid, and his vitality was no longer vigorous.
He changed from a youth under twenty years old into the appearance of a middle-aged to elderly person in an extrely brief ti, and was still continuously aging.
'Crack~'
The invisible spell knife in Locke's hand suddenly broke, shattering into seven pieces and falling to the ground, lting into invisibility like ice.
But... Locke murmured, "Completed."
"The spell model of Forest Sanctuary inscription is complete."
"I succeeded!"
The next mont, the core of his sea of consciousness, the solar radiance representing his consciousness core brightened by at least a hundred tis. The spell models of all the magic he had learned previously transford into stars orbiting it one after another.
Like a solar system.
At the sa ti, in this stellar system, a permanent magic field spell model slightly smaller than the self-consciousness core "Sun" also appeared in this stellar system, positioned like "Jupiter."
This gave this spell stellar system in the sea of consciousness an unprecedented completeness.
This crude spell stellar system gained sufficient detail and therefore transford from original circular motion to spiral elliptical rotation, similar to true galactic rotation trajectories.
'Crack... crack...'
The vast magic pressure that only formal wizards possessed appeared on Locke's body, and the level of this magic pressure was still continuously strengthening. The magic pressure belonging to a formal wizard covered the entire research institute like dark clouds.
Imdiately, electric sparks appeared in countless corners of the research institute.
So life forms still alive in the nutrition tanks emitted fearful whimpers in unconscious comas toward the formal wizard.
That was the fear of higher-level life forms from life instinct.
That was ancient survival philosophy, instinct remaining in these organisms through countless years, used to force them to flee from the vicinity of excessively powerful existences.
"Much smoother than I imagined. Perhaps the accumulation on my body is really too profound, so one bottle of Sacrifice Potion was sufficient to safely push my mana toward 1000."
A profound blue spell radiance emanated from Locke's eyes. Wood elents began falling as green magical rain in a small area above his head because of excessive concentration.
Locke felt sowhat wistful. "Even the advancent speed was sowhat too fast. If I hadn't inscribed Forest Sanctuary magic several tis in advance using the virtual simulation device platform, my spell model inscription speed might not even have kept up with my ntal power progress speed, leading to breakthrough failure."
"Even endangering my life."
"Everything must have balance. Too much of a good thing becos poison. Poison can sotis also beco a good thing."
"The world is like this, being a person is like this, doing things is even more so. Adding and subtracting, balanced and orderly, natural heavenly principle, cycling endlessly."
After this experience, Locke's understanding of natural balance deepened further.
At this ti, green spell radiance emanated from Locke's eyes, a highly condensed natural energy.
A basic natural energy protective shield ford around his body.
That was the most basic power of Forest Sanctuary.
At the sa ti, the Sacrifice Potion's effects hadn't completely disappeared yet, because huge potion potential lurked in Locke's body, especially the large amounts of spinal fluid and Beholder Lord Potion he drank previously, plus the large pile of magical resources bought at the auction.
At this mont, almost substantialized natural energy ford around Locke. That natural energy shot skyward, flew into mid-air, rotated once in mid-air, then dove downward again, crashing onto Locke.
In a corner of the central control room, golden radiance appeared on the surface of a cone-shaped crystal standing on the ground. At the sa ti, a Lantern Grass blood beneath this crystal.
After Locke's mana broke through 1000, it was still rapidly growing, 1100, 1200. He naturally entered the state of advanced ditation thod, and the advanced ditation thod automatically reached the fourth level.
He beca closer to the natural primal force plane in the void and naturally more easily obtained more natural primal force infusion.
Moreover, because of the Three-Eyed Tiger Cat ancient creature bloodline on his body, for so unknown reason, the natural primal force plane particularly favored him. Therefore, at this mont, it continuously reverse-infused him with natural primal force, taking the opportunity to rapidly strengthen his magical power.
The Executioner's Hamrhead Mushroom seed previously hidden on Locke rapidly absorbed the surrounding substantialized natural primal force energy, forcing this natural primal force energy to condense into wood elent fibers. It absorbed these wood elent fibers, causing itself to rapidly grow mycelium, sclerotia, and prop up fruiting bodies. The mushroom cap continuously enlarged and expanded until it beca as large as a hamr.
At the sa ti, as Locke beca a formal wizard, his natural lifespan automatically increased, growing toward five hundred years. The bit of lifespan lost previously beca insignificant.
So he regained his youth, and even his appearance looked younger than before.
Originally he had already beco an adult, but now looking at him, his face actually carried a bit of childishness.
This was because his lifespan increased substantially, causing his relative age to beco much younger.
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