Crossing The Dragon: The King Sacrifices The Princess At The Beginning

Six days flew by.

During these six days, except for bringing bread and water within the specified time, those knights would no longer show any concern for the old and young in the cell.

This plays into the hands of the magician of Tararan.

The knights left him alone so that he could teach Torway as best he could.

In fact, in the process of teaching Torway, he discovered that Torway's talent was even more amazing than he imagined.

When teaching mage students, the teacher often has to personally guide the magical elements in the students' bodies and help them understand the release of magic, but Torway does not need this process at all.

Just relying on Tararan's description, he could successfully release the magic.

This realization is astounding.

Of course, there's more to it than that which is incredible.

For example, Torvi's magic acquisition efficiency when meditating.

Take Talaran himself as an example.

After meditating once, he can obtain approximately 0.5 units of pure magic power, and the magic power will be stored in his body.

When the magic power reaches the upper limit, continuing to meditate will increase the magic power limit of the mage, but it can only increase the magic power limit by about 0.01 units each time.

When the upper limit of magic power reaches the limit of the current level, it means it is time to advance.

Compared to Tararan himself, Torway can obtain almost 2 units of pure magic power in one meditation.

And when the pure magic power in the body is saturated and he continues to meditate, Torway's upper limit of magic power will increase at the rate of 0.1 unit of magic power per meditation.

As a result, in just six days, Torway had been promoted from an ordinary boy who knew nothing to a mage apprentice, and continued to break through to a second-level mage.

"Teacher, I feel that my upper limit of magic power has stagnated again. No matter how much I meditate, I can't continue to increase it."

The youthful voice echoed in the cell.

This voice was like a magic sound that penetrated his ears, and the magician Ta'laran did not come back to his senses for a long time.

If you continue to break through, you will be a third-level archmage...

In less than six days, he went from an ordinary person to the limit of a second-level mage.

If it weren't for the lack of magic materials and advanced potions.

By this time, Torway had been promoted to the third level Archmage.

Tararan took a deep breath, and he suddenly recalled the days when he used to teach at the Royal Academy of Magic in Airland. The student who took half a year to break through to the Archmage was called the "star of tomorrow" in the magic world. ”, and his teacher also won the honor of “Star Mentor”.

At that time, how envious was he that the instructor was lucky enough to teach such a talented student?

Now he doesn't think so.

What bullshit rising star?

What a mage.

The so-called magic geniuses trained by those families are not even worthy of carrying Torway's shoes!

You know, these Laoshizi families have devoted a lot of manpower and material resources to those so-called magic geniuses.

But what does Torway have?

He only has an awakening magic circle and a useless mentor who has lost all his magic power.

In such a difficult training environment and a short period of time, Torway has achieved achievements that many people cannot achieve in their lifetime.

Tararan suddenly had the urge to laugh and cry, but he wanted to maintain the dignity of a teacher in front of his apprentice, so he held back.

"Ahem, this is normal for you. It means that you are about to break through to the Archmage. However, breaking through to the Archmage requires some magical materials as assistance. It is still difficult to break through to the Archmage on your own. You must use the magic power in your body. The air spins and turns into magical spring water.”

"Teacher, is that so?"

The young man's voice floated to his ears again.

The Tararan wizard turned his head and found that Torway was dragging a ball of light element magic in his hand.

This magic power is rapidly compressing and condensing, and finally turns from light mist into liquid magic power.

"Fario, sir..." Tararan was stunned.

How to convert gaseous magic elements into liquid state is a mysterious and mysterious matter.

First, the mage needs to understand the concept of compression on his own.

Most people can relate to the image of an object being squashed and crushed.

But they couldn't understand how to compress the gaseous magical elements into a liquid state. This was a very abstract problem, but Torway did it easily.

"Damn it! Why am I dying! Why am I going to the execution ground!"

Tararan became very emotional, his eyes were red, and he sat slumped on the ground.

"Teacher, I think I can rescue you."

Torway sat next to Tararan and held Tararan's withered old hand.

His limbs had been treated with healing spells long ago, but this healing spell could not heal the broken magic source of the Tararan magician.

"You can't save me, kid."

The Mage of Tararan shook his head.

He felt the magic power in Torway's body being gradually compressed, and felt the increasingly powerful aura in Torway's body, and the unwillingness and anger in his heart gradually disappeared.

A relieved smile appeared on his face.

"You are already a third-level mage, and I have taught you everything I have learned throughout my life. After that, you only need to improve your strength step by step, and slowly learn the knowledge I taught you."

Tararan looked at Torway and sighed.

He held on to the railing and stood up shakily.

Torway seemed to have a premonition of something. He held Mage Tararan's hand tightly, as if something was choking in his throat, making him speechless.

"I originally wanted to teach you tomorrow, but since you have already broken through to the third level Archmage, there is no need to wait any longer."

"You have to remember that the most powerful thing about us mages is not how much magic we possess or how powerful our magic is, but that we have stronger mental power than ordinary people and those stupid reckless knights."

Tararan looked solemn and continued speaking loudly:

"This is a mysterious soul power. It is the source of our magic power and the miracle of our magic!"

"Teacher, you..."

Torway fell to his knees, bewildered.

The magic around him suddenly boiled.

And the core of all this is the Mage of Tararan who is standing there with all his magic power gone.

"I'm not a good person, but I hope that after me, you can be a pure mage."

The Mage of Tararan seemed to have something on his mind.

But he didn't say much.

He trusted in Torway's understanding.

I also believe that Torway will gradually understand what he means in the future.

"boom--"

The magic elements continue to boil.

A cyan light bloomed in the eyes of the Tararan Mage. The cyan light became more and more intense, and even penetrated from his entire head.

"Kacha kacha——"

It was the sound of soul tearing.

The whole dungeon was shaking violently.

"what happens?"

Feel the movement in the dungeon.

Two knights ran in eagerly.

Their eyes widened and they saw a scene they would never forget.

The body of the Tararan mage burned violently in the blue flames, while a green spirit stood on top of the burning body, and the huge soul power pushed the crying boy beside him away.

The cyan spirit turned around, and it looked like the Mage of Tararan. He chanted loudly. No sound could be heard around him, but the deafening roar exploded in everyone's minds.

"renaunen-janaken-narendala!"

"boom--!"

The power of the soul arbitrarily mobilizes the surrounding elements.

A half-human-high space tunnel also opened next to Tolway.

The cyan spirit body of the Tararan mage turned around, smiled and took one last look at his only student, and then pushed Torway in with the power of his soul.