Time passed day by day. Ryan would be thrown into the Magical Beast Forest by Jickam every two days. Ryan's level didn't increase much because his aptitude was really terrible. However, Clayon was now able to successfully enter and exit the area of grade-4 magic without worrying about his life.
Gickam had nothing but a lot of crystal cores. As long as Clayon ran out of crystal cores, Gickam could go to the Magical Beast Forest and kill level 7 or level 8 magical beasts to exchange for several sacks of level 3 or 4 crystal cores. Therefore, Clayon was not worried that he did not have anything to practice.
Clayon might not have good perception, but he had a great memory. He could remember any incantation after reading it once. The key was that Clayon was willing to work hard, and he had a Grand Magus Saint as his teacher, who was the envy of all mages. He also had the knowledge that Jickam had obtained from the other three Grand Magus Saints as his foundation.
Clayon might not be very strong, but he had learned more than anyone else. After gathering the knowledge of four Grand Magus Saints for more than two hundred years, Clayon had become a mage whose knowledge was unmatched.
As for history, magic, battle, and everything else, Ryan could answer all of Gickham's questions accurately. Now, Gickham didn't even need to turn the pages of a book to ask some questions. He could just ask Ryan.
On Clayon's 16th birthday, he finally advanced to become a 3rd Rank Mage. This kind of cultivation speed almost drove Gickam crazy.
Jickam touched Ryan's head, tears streaming down his face. Oh, God, you gave me the best gemstone, but you gave me a knife that I can't carve. I'm about to go crazy from this disciple.
Clayon was also unusually excited. A grade-3 mage, five years of hard work had finally paid off.
Gickham wiped away his tears and looked at Clayon.""Quick, quick, show me your results.”
Clayon nodded, and with a flash of his mind, a small fireball was already at Clayon's fingertip.
Gickam stared at the small fireball, puzzled. God, don't play with me. Even the weakest person can release two small fireballs at once. My disciple can't be worse than the weakest, right? Then I'll really just die.
"Clayon, you can only use one fireball at a time?”Gickam asked with the last hope.
"Not only that." Clayon replied, and six fireballs appeared on his fingertips.
Gickham's heart skipped a beat. This was a bit unexpected. Being able to control six small fireballs at once proved that Clayon's magic control was close to that of a grade-8 mage. As a level 12 Grand Magus Saint, he could only control 13 small lightning beads at most.
Gickham was quite satisfied with Ryan's current performance.
But then, Jickam looked at Clayon in shock as if he was choked. Ten small fireballs jumped out of Clayon's fingertips, followed by another small fireball.
Gickam's heart was beating fast with the small fireballs, almost jumping to his throat. One after another, when the 20 fireballs danced between Clayon's fingers, Gickam grabbed his few hairs and tried to control his trembling body.
Twenty small fireballs! The strongest Grand Magus Saint in human history could only control fifteen fireballs at once. Twenty small fireballs had already broken the record that had been sealed for more than a thousand years.
Gickham suppressed his excitement and said,""Clayon, you, you can only control twenty at most?”
"Yes, this is the limit." Clayon nodded.”
Gickham clenched his fists and controlled his trembling body."You, you, you put one on and see.”
"Yes, teacher."
Clayon waved his hand, and the 20 fireballs split into four groups and attacked four targets at the same time.
Jackham was overjoyed and exclaimed," Oh my god, you've finally opened your eyes. Haha, that's great. What's in front of me is a treasure. Twenty small fireballs at once was too shocking. Even the priests of the Brilliance Shrine would be shocked to see it.
Clayon looked at Gickam's face, which was full of expressions, and whispered,""Teacher, are you alright?"
" Haha, it's fine, it's fine, Ryan. Not bad. I'm very satisfied to be my disciple. You have to continue to be angry in the future." Aren't you going into the forest to cultivate today? If you don't leave now, it'll be too late. Hurry up and go. When you come back, I'll prepare some delicious food for you.”
Len was inexplicably confused by Gickam's sudden concern. He was afraid that his teacher was up to something, so he ran out of the mage tower.
Gickham, on the other hand, threw himself into the Magus Tower and locked himself in a room, laughing out loud." Gods, I don't care what gods you are. I worship you. You have given me an amazing disciple. Haha, a person who is most likely to surpass Master Walter. Haha."”
Clayon walked briskly towards the 4th-tier magic beast territory. Usually, he would stay there for more than ten days, and only returned to the Magus Tower when he felt tired.
After passing through the area where Third-Grade Magical Beasts roamed and crossing a hill, Clayon arrived at the border of Fourth-Grade Magical Beasts. He then took out the Book of Seals from his Space Ring and released the Thunder Rabbit. Little White was now a Fourth-Grade Magical Beast, and all of this had to be attributed to the Book of Seals.
The first time Clayon caught Whitey and threw it into the book, the image of the rabbit was marked with its level, attributes, and characteristics. What made Clayon happy and excited was that at the back of the rabbit's level column, it was actually marked--
This discovery made Clayon even more excited. A book that could help magical beasts evolve meant that any magical beast could evolve as long as it was in the book. If he had enough time, wouldn't he be able to evolve a large number of level 12 beast emperors? Based on this calculation, there was still hope for him to form a Magical Beast Army made up of Beast Emperor level Magical Beasts.
Clayon collected another ten magic beasts for this purpose. Now, these magic beasts were quietly lying in his book and evolving. The higher the level, the slower the evolution. It would take five months for a magical beast of the fourth rank to evolve to the fifth rank.
When Clayon summoned the lightning rabbit, he glanced at the table of contents on the page. Other than the seal, there were dozens of hidden labels below. Only God knew how powerful the hidden symbols were.
The thunder rabbit was responsible for luring, while Clayon was responsible for attacking. The two of them worked together quite skillfully. In less than half a day, Clayon had killed three fourth-grade magic beasts from behind. For a grade-3 mage, dealing with a grade-4 magic beast was quite difficult, but Clayon was already used to it. After obtaining the crystal core, he immediately looked for his next target.
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