The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Time passed quickly, and three days went by.

Only then did Dorre understand why everyone had that expression when Vasily entered his research state; he really didn't care about anything.

So many orders had been issued in the past few days, and now the feedback was coming back one by one, but Vasily couldn't be found anywhere.

He never replied to messages, so many of them were being forwarded to Dorre for him to pass on.

Especially from the Empire Magisterium, the communication information from Ancestor Shallow Moon was piling up.

Dorre couldn't do anything about it, so he just pretended not to see it.

The exchange with the two of them this time was extremely rewarding.

The new magic runes perfectly compensated for some of his shortcomings in space teleportation, greatly reducing consumption.

For a long time, his consumption of energy when transmitting messages and items had been enormous.

Upgrading the Wizard Tower this time and adding these magic runes would greatly reduce some of the Wizard Tower's consumption, which was a good thing for him.

However, understanding space magic runes was not something that could be thoroughly researched in a short time; he still needed a little more time.

But soon, time was running out for him.

The furious Ancestor Shallow Moon personally came to the space and entered their secret small space.

As soon as he appeared, he slapped Vasily away.

Vasily was still a little dazed.

Dorre's magic runes were too powerful.

In three days, he had only understood one magic rune, and there were still three more he hadn't understood.

Ancestor Shallow Moon's slap made him dizzy and disoriented, and he didn't react at all.

When he finally realized who it was, Vasily's expression softened slightly.

"Ancestor Shallow Moon."

The old demon next to him also looked up at this time, but he pretended not to see anything and continued to lower his head.

Ancestor Shallow Moon looked at Vasily, then at the old demon, and said angrily, "Your subordinates are all working outside, but you're doing well, not caring about anything, not asking about anything, and not replying to messages.

What are you doing as the president? You might as well resign.

Do you know how many decisions are waiting for your orders to be executed outside?"

Vasily also knew his problem, and said with a訕訕 smile, "Then let's change someone.

I've long wanted to quit.

You can change it to Old Wooden Head; he's still far from level nine, so he can just manage the alliance."

Hearing this, Ancestor Shallow Moon was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

If the president of the Glorious Wizard Alliance didn't have to be a wizard from a commoner background, he would have replaced him long ago.

Ancestor Shallow Moon was furious, "You, you're really something.

If you don't advance to level nine, you'll be letting down the Glorious Wizard Alliance."

Vasily raised his head and suddenly smiled strangely, "I've really found an opportunity.

In five years, I'll advance to level nine."

Ancestor Shallow Moon looked at him and snorted coldly, "Do you think you'll have five years if the Nightmare issue isn't resolved?"

Vasily's expression froze, and he suddenly became sluggish.

That's right, if Nightmare Ancestor advanced to level nine ahead of time, wouldn't he be like a stray dog?

Where would he have this peaceful environment to cultivate?

Not to mention five years, even fifty years might not be enough.

He smiled讪訕 and said woodenly, "I'll go out now, preside over things, and try to buy a few years for myself."

Ancestor Shallow Moon snorted coldly.

His anger subsided a lot, and he turned his head to look around.

This space was quite good, almost perfectly achieving the quality of a complete space.

He tried it, and his mental power couldn't shake the essence of the space.

This was already very powerful.

You know, he was a level nine wizard, and even if he made a move in the main plane, he could almost shake a trace of space.

Good fellow.

This guy's ability to brag was okay, and his ability was also good.

But now time was too tight, otherwise, he might really be able to advance to level nine.

Once the Glorious Wizard Alliance had another level nine wizard, the effect would definitely be different.

The Glorious Wizard Alliance did have level nine wizards, but they wouldn't come out unless it was a critical moment.

Everything now depended on these people.

If Vasily could advance to level nine, he would have enough power to stabilize the situation.

Ancestor Shallow Moon snorted coldly and said, "You hurry up and go.

If it really doesn't work, an elemental clone is also fine, but don't ignore everything."

Vasily ran away in a puff of smoke, leaving only Dorre and the old demon.

Dorre looked at Ancestor Shallow Moon, then at the old demon, coughed, and lowered his head slightly, "There are still many things in the north, I'll go back first, we'll contact you next time."

He deliberately showed off, with magic runes flowing around him, and white light patterns surrounding him.

The next moment, he disappeared completely from the sight of the old demon and Ancestor Shallow Moon, and even the last trace of his aura completely disappeared.

Seeing this, the old demon, who was pretending to cultivate, immediately stood up, his eyes wide open.

"Oh, my god, he's using his own power, does he know space wizardry?"

Although Vasily was also shocked by Dorre's rapid construction of magic runes, he shook his head at this time, "It's still a magic rune array, it hasn't reached the level of wizardry.

When he can break away from the magic rune construction of wizardry, he will be level eight."

Level eight was a deeper level of rules, with a more thorough understanding of wizardry and magic runes, and the ability to transform magic runes into wizardry nodes.

Dorre was not far from level eight.

Dorre was not good enough now.

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The old demon's eyes were still wide open, "The spell model is simplified from breaking away from the magic runes.

If he can use the magic runes so quickly, then achieving wizardry is not far away.

He is more powerful than I thought.

I don't know how his mental power is trained, how is it so powerful?

If I had such a powerful mental power analysis, I could do it too.

I really chose the wrong meditation method back then."

The old demon regretted it.

Vasily looked down at the old demon, watching him cry and beat his chest, and said dismissively, "If you changed your meditation method, you might not have your current achievements, be content."

The old demon turned a deaf ear and continued to beat his chest and stomp his feet, regretting his decision.

His meditation method was powerful, but it was not good at mental power, which was why his analytical ability had always been inferior to Vasily's.

Weak mental power affected analytical power, which was certain.

Ancestor Shallow Moon was not interested in Vasily.

After leaving this space, he prepared to go out.

In the past few days, he had communicated the news with the major dangerous areas.

Regardless of whether the other party agreed or not, as long as they were aware, he was ready to go to the north, sit in the front line, and suppress the Nightmare.

That guy was too presumptuous, invading dangerous areas everywhere, wantonly invading high-level magical beasts.

Ancestor Shallow Moon couldn't sit idly by, watching the north being harassed, the troops being divided, and the front-line troops always being insufficient.

…

Dorre walked out of the small secret realm of the Glorious Wizard Alliance and came to the Glorious Wizard Alliance, placing the Wizard Tower in the middle.

He hadn't gotten the materials he needed to collect yet.

He would stay here for a few days first, and wait until he upgraded the wizard to level eight before going back.

Level seven and level eight were a watershed.

Dorre felt that he had gained a lot while studying the magic rune array.

Especially in his understanding of space, the structure of the new magic rune array gave him a powerful inspiration, and combined with what he saw in the maze world, Dorre could even imagine the scenes that the Tower of Babel might encounter when traveling in the void.