The headquarters of the Royal Esoteric Order, located in the Crescent Bay of the Deep Water River outside the eastern gates of Pompeii.

Located in the center of the crescent bay, the river island bends like a crescent moon, the climate is like spring in all seasons, under the adjustment of the mysterious magical power in the eyes of ordinary people, whether it is dripping into ice or pouring rain from a mile away, within a five-mile radius centered on the crescent island, the crescent bay is quiet and serene, ten years like a day.

But in the early morning of this day, in the morning light, when the morning dew had not yet been evaporated by the rising sun, there were unusually large and heavy lead clouds over Crescent Bay.

These lead clouds only gather over Crescent Bay, forming clouds about twenty or thirty miles in diameter, like an umbrella cover, beyond the clouds, but there are thousands of miles of clear sky, the morning glow is faint, and the morning glow that falls into the deep water river is as usual covering most of the river surface.

It's just what the average person sees.

In the eyes of the mages in the station, the elements around Crescent Bay have been abnormally gathering since last night.

This phenomenon is not obvious at first.

Because its increase rate was unusually smooth, it was almost like someone pinching a watch, and even the mages and apprentices who practiced new spells in the spell practice grounds only felt that the success rate of the spells was exceptionally high, but they were not disturbed by any interference due to the elemental disorder.

It wasn't until the equivalent change gradually accumulated to the qualitative change that the mages in the station finally realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly sounded the alarm, and at the same time notified the remaining elders of the anomalies in the station.

"Idiot, I didn't find out until now! If this is the enemy knocking on the door, you don't have to count on you at all! ”

From the Transsonic Crystal came Master Kodiak's angry scolding.

The mage who reported the news was extremely aggrieved:

Aren't they really sluggish to that point!

However, the destination of the elemental convergence was obviously the Amber Tower located in the west corner of the Crescent Continent, they thought that the elders were tossing again, but they didn't expect that this time the movement was so big, but the elders did not notify the mage on duty in advance according to the regulations.

That's why they realized something was wrong.

These mages didn't know either, but in fact, several elders of the Royal Esoteric Order were also very innocent.

According to their expectations, the vision should not have appeared so early.

"Let me think about it, how many years did I accumulate the materials for arranging that elemental balance circle in order to control the elemental balance point? Nearly twenty years! ”

"It would take at least two or three days to adjust an elemental balance circle for impact advancement, and how did she do it when she entered the room less than twelve spells?

"With the elemental concentration of Crescent Bay, how can she be so stable, how can she?!"

Master Kodiak and the others had already discovered that Lin An's promotion process had broken a lot of common sense that they knew.

All the official mages must have mastered one common sense from the moment they resolved to charge the archmage:

That is, in the process of advancing to the archmage, the more perfect the balance of elements, it means that in the process of connecting all the magic pools with the main magic pool, the less the magic conflict in each magic pool.

The elemental anomalies in the external environment are the manifestation of the process of mutual dissolution of magic in the body.

Theoretically, under the premise of the right time, place and people, the magic path structure between the magic pools can achieve a perfect course, just like a ditch connecting two rivers, with no drop, no turn, no repulsion.

All magic pathways communicate at the same time;

The mana in the magic pool flows into the pathway at the same rate;

The magic of different magic pools did not repel each other at all at the moment of convergence, and they fused together perfectly in an instant, as if they were one in themselves......

It doesn't sound that difficult.

But only the mages who have really attacked the archmage know how difficult it is to achieve such an effect-

It's not a matter of strength, or even money, it's a matter of luck.

You must know that any mage who has the intention to impact the archmage level will not be able to open up only the main demon pool:

The more magic pools you open up, the larger the mana base, and after being promoted to archmage, you will have a brighter future, retaining the possibility of continuing to impact the legend.

Otherwise, if you just open up the main demon pool—not to mention the question of how big the success rate of the high-level impact is—even if you are successfully promoted to an archmage, your magic power will only be three to five times more than that of a white-robed mage who has opened up four demon pools, and you can't even be called a weak chicken among archmages.

But anyone who knows a little bit about Lin An will not think that the magic pool she has opened up will be less than three.

Even the elders of the Secret Law Sect didn't need to ask, and they could be sure that Lin An's surging magic fluctuations that were almost ordinary formal mages could be called surging magic fluctuations, and she had definitely opened up the Demon Splitting Pool to the limit number, which was also a number that had been recognized by the mage world since the Magic Dynasty - four.

Plus a main magic pool, for a total of five magic pools.

This means that even the simplest "X" shaped mana pathway structure between the main and sub-magic pools means that at least four mana paths need to be constructed.

Further up, with each additional one, the difficulty rises exponentially.

The eight paths of the highest difficulty hell level cannot be said to be absolutely unattainable, but in the available information, such a madman must be traced back to the middle of the magic dynasty, the legendary heyday of magic when geniuses and legends were endless.

Only in that era did the mages delve into magic reach the pinnacle, and even developed spiritual spells that could divide the mage's own spirit into eight under the restrictions of the three-pole spell.

By keeping this kind of spiritual spell in mind, the white-robed mages were able to perfectly control every node in the magic path during the advancement process, and achieve the textbook-like perfect advancement that could only be achieved theoretically.

The clouds in the sky slowly change, precipitating many elements of different colors, so that the "lead cloud", which was originally almost black, gradually reveals its true nature.

In the station, the apprentices with weaker perception finally realized something, and looked over the Amber Tower in astonishment:

"It's-someone is advancing!"

"What a move! Could it be—"

The few apprentices who screamed in silence were almost immediately frozen by several sharp glances around them, and the evil aura in those eyes was substantial, making them almost collapse on the spot.

And more white-robed mages with crescent moon stars on their robes have long since lost sight of foreign objects in their field of vision, and they can't hear other sounds nearby.

They held their heads high, their necks stretched, and most of them were completely oblivious, dizzying, watching the myriad elements in the air that were mixed together separate, converging, marching in formation, forming a clear area of independent elements in the sky.

Red fire, yellow earth, blue water, cyan wind, white light, black dark......

Each element area is distinct, countable, narrowly fan-shaped, and arranged in a textbook-perfect circle.

There are also some mages who have preserved their sanity, they have maximized their own mental power perception, sensing every detail without mistake, and they don't even bother to take out the spar to record the current scene.

Many mages were sweating profusely, and their faces were so wet that they felt like they had been drenched in the rain, but they still kept their eyes open, cherishing every second in front of them, knowing that their perception was overdrawn, and they fell to the ground suddenly.

"It's a pity, if the mental strength is stronger, those children may be able to see the end, and the obstacles to promotion in the future will definitely be reduced a lot."

The crystal ball in front of Master Larry reflects the situation on the ground in real time.

Most of the self-aware white-robed mages restrain themselves from releasing their spiritual power after reaching their limits, and many of them are too immersed and forget about themselves, so they fall to the ground and lose the last chance to witness it.

However, their losses were not very large.

In the case of not being able to perceive with the help of spiritual power, it is impossible to touch the essence of the promotion vision in front of you with just your eyes.

Among those who were fortunate enough to witness from close proximity, it was not these mages who happened to be at the headquarters of the Secret Magic Order who benefited the most.

"The elemental area formed by the perfect advancement, rumored to contain the power of the law, is infinitely close to the legendary realm, it turns out to be true!"

Master Robinho's eyes revealed some of his inner feelings, and he couldn't hide the agitation in his steady voice:

"This may be the only opportunity to witness how the laws of the plane merge with the elemental domain to form the elemental realm before the advanced legend!"

This is even more beneficial than the experience of the legendary powerhouse himself.

Because the comprehension of the legendary powerhouse himself may have personal deviations, only the natural interpretation of the plane itself is the only standard like a textbook!

"For this alone, I owe a lot of money."

Master Van Gogh, who cherished his words like gold, rarely burst out of sentences of more than ten words.

Although Master Rice did not speak, his gaze towards the sky was the hottest of all.

The vision formed by the perfect advance is extremely stable.

Except for the palette-like elemental domain in the sky, thunder, lightning, storms, and other situations that are common in the process of ordinary archmages advancing have not appeared at all.

It is as if there is an invisible hand controlling a qiē, meticulously adjusting every detail at any time, steadily accumulating strength in silence, waiting for the arrival of a certain critical point.

Finally.

- Bump!

No sound sounded, but there seemed to be some kind of cracking sound in everyone's ears.

The sky was distinct and suddenly spun around.

A black dot in the center of the elemental domain is a singularity, and the elemental domain is like an atomic bomb explosion, and the mixed elements are like mushroom clouds, spreading wildly outward!

"It worked!"

In the tall tower in the southeast corner of the Crescent Continent, Rice and the other archmages were suddenly shocked.

……

"She succeeded!"

In the palace, in the top pavilion of the bell tower in the northeast corner, Abraham the Great holds the window beam.

"It's the perfect promotion, Your Majesty."

In the shadow behind him, Master Antonio whispered.

The Emperor nodded slightly, looking at the sky with huge ripples in the east, and his old and majestic face revealed a complex color.

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