Not long ago, Anya broke through the Eight Environnts, stepping into the top echelon below the Grand Wizard. Just thinking about the fact that his mother was about to beco a Grand Wizard made him both excited and nervous.
The Phantom Witch said:
"Don’t worry, dear husband. With how thoroughly Mother has prepared, she will definitely succeed."
"Yes, there shouldn’t be any issues... Speaking of which, both of us ascended to the Eight Environnts faster than we initially estimated. I wonder if there’s hope for us to reach the ninth-circle."
"Do our best and have no regrets!"
"If not for this era, even reaching the seventh-circle might have been difficult for us." Anya sighed, knowing his initial talent was only at the level of a small genius.
Before, the sixth-circle was the maximum he could strive for.
"Honestly, it’s because the Abyss and Nightmare giants hogged too many resources, stunting our growth. Our potential should not be limited to this!"
"If the gods and demons were to disappear, wouldn’t everyone beco as powerful as dragons?"
"It would certainly be better than it is now."
As the two conversed, the seas and skies churned above.
"Here it cos, the Level 9 Catastrophe is upon us!"
Anya and the others focused their sights, as Elena and other high-level organization mbers arrived to observe Triss crossing the tribulation, eager to gain insights and lessons.
Triss stood at the pinnacle of the wizard tower, surrounded by a defensive field. The Sea Country formation took shape, six main soldier species lined up, and the Five Poisons Projection stretched across the sky with an imposing aura!
"Sea Country Kill Formation!"
Spells and special spiritual creatures soared into the sky, unleashing dazzling brilliance. The massive tribulation, which would normally require a ninth-circle wizard’s utmost effort to overco, vanished in less than a hundred monts... .
Everyone was stunned.
"Level 9 Catastrophe, is that all?"
"It’s not that the catastrophe was weak, but that Triss prepared too adequately. She already had combat power close to level 9 during her Eight Ring Perfection, so passing this was not difficult at all?"
The stone in Anya’s heart finally settled.
"Congratulations Mother on ascending to the ninth-circle!"
Elena, with a hint of envy, remarked:
"She’s a Grand Wizard now, that’s wonderful!"
Subsequently, Triss tidied up her appearance and stepped forward to face everyone.
"Thank you all for observing and protecting !"
High above in the sky.
A solitary figure appeared, ancient and desolate.
Thousand Mountains Immortal Alexander.
"Triss, now that you’ve reached the ninth-circle, you can officially beco my disciple and study Pharmacy. Are you willing?" he asked loudly.
Triss replied:
"I am willing, but I need to inform Senior Black Abyss."
A black-robed figure appeared, it was Black Abyss Sovereign Aaron.
He laughed and said:
"What’s there to say? Just go ahead and join. All my pharmacy insights co from the Deep Blue Sage, and even considering just Pharmacy, the Sage would have to apprentice under the dicine God."
Thousand Mountains Immortal.
Ever since the ancestor of wizards disappeared, he has been the highest achiever in Pharmacy in the past three hundred thousand years of the Nora Council. Being able to apprentice under him is a dream for countless pharmacists!
Good things co in pairs.
She not only succeeded in reaching the ninth-circle but was also accepted as a disciple by the dicine God.
Triss’s eyes were filled with indescribable excitent, a surge of emotions welling up inside her as she finally lived the life she wanted after more than 2800 years.
Afterward, Triss joined the Pharmacist Association and the Nora Council, becoming a significant figure in the Nora civilization, and also the 176th ninth-circle wizard.
She entered a new stage of her life, with a single goal for the next 4200 years... to give her all and prove herself as legendary!
...
Five years later.
Nora Calendar 1807, Blood Battle Calendar 1695.
Outside of Gondor City.
The tide of ice and fire elents covered a range of a thousand miles, all absorbed by the purple-robed figure sitting in the void. The Holy Infant looked up to the sky.
A catastrophe even more terrifying than Triss’ descended.
With each additional sect practiced, the catastrophe’s power grew by threefold. Like this venerable being, it was the most formidable Level 9 Catastrophe in history.
The "Duobao Linglong Tower" on his head spun, stirring an ice and fire vortex. Eight-story wizard tower, layers of top-grade Wizard Tools shaped like umbrellas, fans, rings...
He raised a hand, and the wizard tower shot into the clouds, colliding with the tribulation clouds.
anwhile, the Great Wizards of the Dusk Squad established a periter, protecting the Holy Infant’s site for crossing the tribulation. This was also a part of Nora’s new legislation:
Fanorlans crossing the tribulation can apply for official guard protection to ensure their safety and prevent harassnt from dark forces.
With the powerful wizard tower and special spiritual creatures, the Holy Infant easily overca the tribulation, basic maneuvers for such first-rate supernovas.
"Indeed, Gondor City truly produces talents aplenty!"
City Lord Lucian was overjoyed, for this period truly brought many joyful occasions, his father received an heir, and Ace ascended to the ninth-circle!
"Co, everyone in the Dusk Squad, let’s have a celebration in the city."
"Hahaha, we’re coming."
Duke Rumon, Lady Molly, and the Ice Sea Witch all had increased montum, evidently having ascended to the Senior Nine Ring Realm, steadily progressing towards the legendary.
Thus, Nora’s 177th Grand Wizard was born.
Subsequently, Ace joined the Artifact Maker Association, earning honorary vice president status through absolute prestige and weapon-making skills.
Though a nominal position, it greatly benefited the operations of Fire Dragon Sky Work.
After reaching the ninth-circle, Ace’s deepest desire was to use the Level 9 Purple Crystal to upgrade the series of top-grade Wizard Tools in his wizard tower components.
Weapon-making and the brotherhood with the Athyst Race were his true passion!
...
Five years later.
Nora Calendar 1812.
The Blood Battle reached its 1700th year.
Ever since the demons withdrew from Nora, they have not shown signs of returning, but everyone knows well that it’s not because the demons were scared off.
They wage war on multiple fronts, dispersing their combat power. Now likely amassing strength, observing from afar, waiting for Nora and the Nightmare World to mutually exhaust each other, to then pounce fiercely!
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