What was once a prosperous mining area has now been silent for a hundred years. Because there are no more precious magic crystals to be produced, Roaring Valley has been a rare visitor since it was abandoned by Aquamarine. Due to the pollution caused by long-term mining, there are few animals or plants in this huge man-made valley, except for the bare black soil and caves made of dark red rocks that provide only two monotonous colors.

Moriarty walked into the valley alone, and did not stop, but grew deeper and deeper into the valley with a murky stream that ran through the valley. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Moriarty did not see anyone else. After careful selection, Moriarty entered a cave perched on a cliff about two stories high.

Walking into the cave, Moriarty lit a velvet that he carried with him for lighting. Of course, if it is a mid-to-high-level mage, in the face of darkness, it will directly condense a flash ball with its own mana. However, Moriarty, who was still a mage's apprentice, naturally couldn't have such luxury.

The cave is roughly two meters high and straight throughout, with a depth of about ten meters. So Moriarty didn't feel much depressed or depressed when he entered it. Reaching the deepest part of the cavern, Moriarty gently brushed some of the dust from the ground with his sleeve, then sat down and took out the two borrowed books from his sleeve pocket.

Opening The Theory of the Mage Class, Moriarty quickly flipped to the chapter on advanced mages, and then quickly read it word by word. And about ten minutes later, Moriarty opened another book, The Elemental Realm, The Inner World of Magic. This time, Moriarty began to study it carefully. Although "The Elemental Realm, the Inner World of Magic" was only a semi-treatise guide book compared to its predecessor, Moriarty took a full three hours to read it.

"It's really—" Putting down the book, Moriarty took a deep breath, his face cloudy.

Then, after calming down a bit, Moriarty closed his eyes and re-entered the inward state.

At this time, Moriarty's soul remained the same as it had been a few hours before: the crystal book lay quietly dormant in the depths of the soul, crystal clear; Above the soul, the red gold ball of light was still suspended, and it was slightly undulating with the fire aura that was slowly sprinkled.

After glancing at the crystal book, which was in no condition, Moriarty focused his inward gaze on the red gold ball of light. At the same time, paragraph after paragraph of the words that had only been read slowly flowed through Moriarty's mind.

"Mage apprentices, low-level mages, mid-level mages, high-level mages, grand arcanists, maybe in the eyes of the vulgar are the sequence of the entire mage world, but in my opinion, the only ones who can really be called mages are high-level and grand arcanists. As for the others, they are just some low-level ants, which are not the height of a person at all..."

"For any mage, level nine is a critical node that cannot be avoided. Only by crossing this barrier will it be possible for the mage to enter the true core of the magical world and explore the endless mysteries..."

"Although it is only a pseudo-realm, high-level mages can truly grasp the pulse of the magical element. From this moment on, the mage is no longer a slave to the elements, but a master of it..."

"Because they cannot be manifested, the pseudo-realm of high-level mages is often perceived as invisible and illusory. There are even some extremists who claim that the so-called pseudo-realm is nothing more than an imaginary psychological suggestion, and that it is not worth a copper coin except for giving a pitiful confidence to the high-level mage..."

"Perhaps, though, the necromancers who have been ruthlessly banished by Bracada seem to have more say in the pseudo-realm. Because of their mastery of certain special necromancy and their frequent relationship with spirits, more than one high-ranking necromancer in history has claimed to have discovered a tangible pseudo-realm. According to the descriptions of these high-level necromancers, the origin of the pseudo-realm is actually an 'arcane core' born from the soul of a mage. The Arcane Core acts as a key to unlock the Magical Elemental Controller, helping mages summon and control elemental power more efficiently. There was even a high-ranking necromancer named 'Inekarina' who recorded the way he observed the arcane nucleus and guò magic rubbing. This is the famous painting 'Inekarina's Smile' in the wizarding world. In this rubbing, one sees a gray soul and a black ball floating above its head. However, most of Bracada's mages did not accept the necromancer's theory of the arcane core. Of course, the reasons for discrimination and prejudice account for the majority, or there is still jealousy..."...,

"Arcane Core... pseudo-realm..."

Moriarty observed the ball of red gold for a long time. Finally, as if determined to unravel the mystery, Moriarty broke away from his inner vision and began to slowly concentrate.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, a red-gold glimmer flashed in Moriati's eyes. Then, little by little, red dots of light as fine as dust suddenly appeared from the void. In the air, on the rock walls, and in the earth and rocks beneath his feet, countless points of light slowly surrounded him with the unmistakable aura of the fire element, turning into a slowly rotating fire-colored path of light, flying up and down around Moriarty.

At this moment, Moriarty was like a blazing magnet, guiding the fire elemental to dance merrily.

"It's... It's really... Realm..."Looking at the bands of fire elemental light that swirled in front of him, Moriarty was a little dumbfounded.

At this point, Moriarty didn't need to go to any other books or papers to verify it. Because he was already certain that the red gold ball of light suspended above his soul was a fire arcane core, and he already possessed the fire elemental realm (pseudo) that only high-level mages could have.

Silently feeling the power of the fire arcane core, Moriarty simply felt like crazy. Just as a mage's apprentice, he obtained the arcane core and gave birth to the elemental realm (pseudo), and the magic brought to Moriarty by the crystal book once again broke through the limits of human imagination, and even gods would not dare to do such delusions.

Through Guò's thoughts, the countless points of fire elemental light drifted up or down, left or right, according to Moriarty's will. He also finally truly understood why the High Mage was called the Master of the Elements. With the help of the Elemental Realm (pseudo), Moriarty can even command the fire elementals gathered in front of him to march in a parade procession.

After another hour of excitement, reflection, and constant testing, Moriarty slowly put away his fire elemental realm (pseudo). As with the Crystal Book, this newly acquired realm became a top secret that belonged only to Moriarty and had to be strictly guarded.

Picking up two magic books and dusting off his robes, Moriarty walked briskly out of the cave. By this time, it was already dusk outside. And when Moriarty returned to the entrance to Roaring Canyon, the carriage was already waiting there.

Seeing Moriarty coming, the coachman immediately greeted him with a smile on his face: "Young Master, please get in the car." ”

"Yes." Moriarty nodded and stepped into the carriage. As soon as he was seated, the carriage was set into action.

It seems that he wants to rush back to Aquamarine City before it completely falls into the night, so the speed of the carriage's return journey is significantly faster than when it came. Although the area around Aquamarine City is actually a safe place, and there are no terrifying creatures such as bandits or beasts, the wilderness at night is still a place of fear for ordinary people.

It was around six o'clock that the carriage re-entered Aquamarine City. Instead of calling a halt, Moriarty asked the driver to drive directly to Hockenheim. Half an hour later, the carriage came to a smooth stop on the Fountain Square. After harvesting another yellow gold coin, the coachman left happily.

Walking into the academy, Moriarty went straight to the library to return the two borrowed books to the caretaker before slowly walking away towards the Mage Tower.

Entering the Mage Tower, Moriarty saw that Haiyna was busy in the kitchen, and the two hired mage apprentices seemed to have left.

"Moti, you're finally back. How are your wounds? Is the pain getting worse? Seeing Moriarty, Haiyuna immediately put down her work and trotted over.

"It's nothing, I'm fine." Looking at the girl's concerned expression, Moriarty smiled guiltily with some meaning: "Why did you cook by yourself again today?" ”…,

"You're injured, so I made canned reindeer meat and fish gelatin soup, which are very good for physical injuries." Gently pressing on the location of Moriati's wound, and looking at her lover's expression, Hayyna confirmed that there was no problem with the bandaging of the wound, and then relieved.

"yes, I like it." Looking into the girl's eyes, Moriarty slowly lowered her head and kissed her lightly on the cheek.

"Ahh You wash your face first, and the meal will be ready immediately. At this "sudden attack", Heyena's face suddenly turned like a red apple, and she fled back to the kitchen, not daring to look at Moriarty again.

That night, at the urging of Hayna, Moriarty ate a whole jar of stewed venison and eliminated half a pot of delicious fish gelatin soup. And seeing Moriarty eating happily, Hayura also had a happy expression on her face.

After dinner, Hayyna refused Moriarty's request for help and drove him back to the assistant level of the workshop alone

The book is almost 250,000 words now, and when it reaches 300,000, I will apply for a contract again.

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