For the next year, Aslan often traveled back and forth between the camp and the Soul Lake District, spending more than a dozen hours a day in addition to looking for suitable Soul Breath Stones. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It is also because the coercion of the Soul Lake District is the strongest in the entire Dragon Tomb Mountain Range, so his physique and spiritual power are also growing stronger day by day, although he can't absorb much magic power in the Dragon Tomb Mountain Range during the day, but the meditation in the forest camp at night makes his magic power more and more refined.

Although he is only a peak mage now, the magic power in the magic vortex is as high as more than 50,000 focuses, which is more than ten times more than that of ordinary peak mages, directly skipping the realm of mages and reaching the level of mana that only great mages can store.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for a peak magician's magic vortex to store 50,000 focal points of magic power, unless his spiritual power can be compared to that of a low-level archmage, so that the magic vortex can be stabilized and not exploded by the magic power.

And this is exactly the case with Aslan, in the two years in the Dragon Mound Mountain Range, his spiritual power has been refined enough to be comparable to a low-level great magician, with a powerful spiritual power to wrap the magic vortex, and the magic power that can be stored is naturally much more than that of ordinary peak magicians.

As far as he knew, the magic power that the magic whirlpool in the head of the great mage at different stages was different, and the low-level great mage could store 50,000 to 100,000 focused mana, which means that as long as the magic power of the magic whirlpool had 50,000 focuses, it could reshape the magic whirlpool and advance to the realm of the great mage.

So tonight, he decided to step over the mage and directly impact the low-level great mage realm!

"The old cigarette butt is improving the cultivation room, so only you can keep an eye on me, try not to let anyone disturb me. Aslan sat cross-legged in the tent and admonished Eldwin in front of him.

When he closed his eyes, the magic in the magic vortex seemed to resonate with it, like an undersea vortex stirring, the speed was increasing, and the magic vortex was gradually approaching the point of rupture.

"Bang!"

An ethereal cracking sound suddenly sounded in the sea of consciousness, which meant that the magic whirlpool had been broken, and the violent magic power was surging in all directions, trying to break his skull and melt into the atmosphere, and his face turned extremely pale in an instant.

Aldevin on the side watched this scene worriedly, she knew that now was the most critical time, so she definitely couldn't make a noise to disturb Aslan, once the other party couldn't use the spiritual power in the sea of knowledge to reshape the magic vortex, then soon her body would be contaminated with sticky brains.

Aslan knew that it would be extremely difficult to attack the realm of a low-level Great Magister, but he never thought that he would be so vulnerable, those violent magic power burst out of the magic whirlpool, and rushed towards his skull in an instant, if he hadn't used his spiritual power to build a defense in advance, he might have been blasted out of his skull by magic power at this moment.

After the magic power of more than 50,000 focal points was blocked once, it reverberated to the position before the magic vortex broke, and then swept towards the skull again, this time Aslan had no time to draw enough spiritual power to build a defensive array!

"Am I going to die...... I'm not reconciled!"

Before the skull was about to burst, Aslan roared in his heart, just when he thought his life was over, a pair of warm palms pressed against his forehead, and then an external spiritual force was forcefully integrated into his skull, and before the overflowing magic power broke through the skull, he successfully built a defensive array!

The magic power was shaken back again, and Aslan seized the opportunity to use the spiritual power in the sea of consciousness to form a circular barrier before the next wave of impact arrived.

When the endless stream of spiritual power was extracted from the sea of consciousness, he continued to shrink the increasingly stable spiritual power barrier, and finally reshaped a magic vortex in his skull that was much larger than before, which meant that he had successfully reached the realm of a low-level great magician.

"Eldwin, can you do it again?" Aslan's eyes suddenly opened, and there was a compelling light in them.

Aldwin paused for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he said with a look of surprise, "You want to reshape the Vortex again!?"

"That's right, as long as you can help me, I will be able to make the magic vortex countless times more stable than ordinary people through continuous fracture and remodeling, so that I can store the magic power that can be comparable to that of a middle-level great mage with the realm of a low-level archmage!"

The responsibility of saving his father weighed on Aslan's shoulders like a mountain, and the love of flesh and blood always spurred him to embark on the path of the strong, and he had to try any opportunity to become stronger, even if he risked his life.

Looking at the unyielding gaze in Aslan's eyes, Aldevin knew the reason why he was so desperate, and without a trace of hesitation, she agreed to Aslan's request.

With the support of the girl, Aslan almost frantically absorbed the magic power around him, and after three days, his magic vortex was filled with the magic power of 100,000 focuses, which was already the minimum mana storage point for a mid-level archmage, and it was also the maximum that his magic vortex could withstand, in order to store more mana, he needed a stronger magic vortex and more powerful spiritual power.

This is like a balloon and a steel cylinder, the former can store very little air, while the latter, because of its own sturdiness, can compress the air to the extreme, and can store more than several times more air than a balloon.

When Aslan learned that Aldwin was able to invade his own skull, he knew that this was an opportunity to surpass the mages of the same realm, and he wanted to turn his magic vortex into a steel cylinder and compress the magic power into liquid!

As soon as his mind moved, the magic power in the magic vortex stirred again, and Aslan used his spiritual power to build a defensive array in advance like last time. When the magic power burst out from the cracked magic vortex, his mental power defense array successfully resisted the first magic impact.

After the magic power was shocked back, it swept towards the braincase again, but an external spiritual force was waiting for a long time, when the magic power was shocked back for the second time, Aslan repeated his old tricks, and used his own spiritual power to continuously compress the collapse space of the magic power. It wasn't until a silver-blue magic vortex was successfully reshaped again that he opened his eyes, exhaled heavily, and said, "This is the first time I have stored 100,000 focal points of magic power with the spiritual power of a low-level great mage, so my magic vortex is extremely weak, and I must constantly crack and reshape it to make it stable and hard." It's just that I wondered, can you go any further?"

Aldwin nodded solemnly and said, "I don't have a problem." ”

Receiving an affirmative response, Aslan stirred up the magic in the maelstrom again, then cracked again and again, and reshaped again and again, until the maelstrom was a hundred times stronger than the second reshape, and he stopped this crazy move.

Feeling Aslan's different temperament from the past, Aldevin was overjoyed: "You succeeded!"

"I couldn't have succeeded without your help. Aslan suddenly stood up and grabbed Aldwin, and just when the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous, an old scolding voice suddenly sounded: "It's just looking for death, you must not do such a dangerous thing in the future!"

The old cigarette butt suddenly appeared outside the tent, his expression was startled and angry, and the cold air emitted by himself covered the nearby lawn with a layer of frost, which meant that he had been standing in that place for a long time.

Just a day ago, he sensed that someone nearby was attacking the Great Magus realm, and when he confirmed the exact location of the shocker, his heart suddenly shook violently.

During this time, he was busy building a cultivation room, so he had not detected Aslan's progress in mana cultivation, but he felt that no matter how diligent Aslan was, the magic power in the magic whirlpool would only be around 20,000 focal points at most, so he also warned Aslan to be calm when impacting the realm of magicians, and it was best for him to personally tutor him.

But he never imagined that in the two years he spent in the Dragon Mound Mountain Range, Aslan's spiritual power would be refined enough to rival that of a low-level Great Magician. What's even more unexpected is that Aslan dared to skip the Wizard and directly hit the Great Wizard realm!

When Aslan stored 100,000 points of magic power in the magic maelstrom with the spiritual power of a low-level archmage with the help of Eldwin, the old cigarette butt was first shocked, then jumped up and down in anger, and finally told Aslan with tears in his eyes that he should think about his relatives and friends before doing such crazy things in the future.

The more excited the old cigarette butt became, the more uncomfortable Aslan's heart became, and he longed for himself to be able to carry a piece of the sky and protect his relatives and friends from harm, instead of living under the protection of the old cigarette butt all the time.

But his adventurous actions aroused the concern of many, and when night fell, several figures flashed in the camp.

Nikul originally wanted to send some roasted sweet potatoes to Aslan, Zoya simply missed his brother and Alderwin, and Aden was because he sensed that someone had advanced to the Archmage realm, and the location of the advanced person was exactly the camp where Aslan was, and he planned to come to the camp to see what was going on.

Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night, and they set up a campfire in the camp and talked all night, from the hundred years of life of the old cigarette butt, to the comfortable life of Eldwin's town, what Zoya saw and heard in the mirror realm, the traditions and customs of Nikul's tribe, Aden's long journey from a magic apprentice to the peak of the magic god, and Aslan's upbringing, every topic can be listened to and brought their relationship closer.

Whenever the little phoenix talked about his journey to become an emperor-level soul beast, the belly of the old cigarette butt always sounded in the camp: "If your little chick is really a phoenix, then I am a god!"

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