During these attacks, Shaoke still paid attention to another pursuer, a mage, but he was a ninth-level mage. After Shaoke solidified the eighth-level mage, his spell was ready to come out. Then under his control, a slowly rotating windmill flew towards Shaoke. This windmill was similar to the wind leaves on the mills in remote areas. Although it seemed to rotate very slowly, its flight speed and powerful power made Shaoke very cautious.

Before the windmill-shaped spell had attacked Shaoko, the mage attacked by Shaoko suddenly exploded, and then a surprised head flew up, while Shaoko flashed over and snatched the head and the golden light, and in this way, he temporarily avoided the spinning windmill.

Complex spells were chanted by Shaoko. With the blessing of ancient magic language and the technique of sealing the two-hands, dozens of precious hexagram patterns that were kept forming quickly lit up. Then a black spell structure pattern suddenly flew out from the spell book that had been floating in front of him, and it was integrated into the entire hexagram pattern. This spell was also prepared by him.

A twisted and burning flame suddenly flew out of the pattern. The flame was black, the size of the baby's arm, but there were countless tiny magical words surrounding the flame. Shaoke flashed again, thus avoiding the opponent's attack. Then the flame broke into three sections, one section entangled towards the windmill-shaped spell, and the other section attacked the ninth-level mage in the distance under his control. Shaoke's attack on the ninth-level profession was just moving to dodge because he was preparing an attack spell and could not flash.

The windmill and Shaoko's flames collided, and then a powerful explosion broke out. A huge deep pit formed below the battle between the two sides. The vague scattered flames were also burning inside. As time went by, the flames quickly burned some huge deep pits.

Shaoke controlled the other two pieces of flames and flew towards the mage, and the ninth-level mage was preparing to use spells to intercept Shaoke's attack. For a moment, the two were fighting wildly in the air. Just as Shaoke flashed again to avoid the opponent's attack and planned to release the spell attack that had been prepared in his hand again, a figure suddenly appeared here, and Shaoke and the other ninth-level mage's initial attack were completely wiped out.

"I think you will lose your life next time I fight like this." The figure is also a mage, but if it weren't for the robe on him, Shaoko could hardly recognize that the other party was a mage. "I hope I won't let me detect the fluctuations in your battle here next time."

"Dear mages are members of the Orpheus family. This mage killed my companion in the battle just now. I think he must be punished for it." After saying that, the mage glared at Shaoke fiercely. He did not stand at a disadvantage in the battle with Shaoke just now. If it weren't for the slower casting speed of Shaoke's strong magic, he wouldn't be sure if he could hold on any longer.

"Don't say anything about a dead person." The old mage replied calmly: "If it weren't for me that the people from the Orpheus family had killed this mage, I think you would mention this dead mage at that time?" After saying that, he waved his hand, "People who have no ability should die. You are a ninth-level mage, and you can't even kill an eighth-level existence quickly, and it's meaningless to be alive." After saying that, he snorted coldly and waved his staff. A six-pointed teleportation array arrived next to the mage and then teleported him away when the mage did not report it.

Shao just watched quietly as the other party's cloak was tightly wrapped around his body, and the black staff quickly turned in his hand.

"Leave here!~I believe that this will not happen again in any area of ​​the empire in the future." After saying that, the old mage disappeared in front of Shaoke. Everything happened just now seemed like a video, which made Shaoke feel so unreal. But he didn't care about these things. After Shaoke stayed in the air for a short time, he collected the items on the dead eighth-level mage and rushed towards Storm Academy.

Back to the academy, Shaoke returned to the library again. He now began to spend most of his time in the meditation space. He planned to build the meditation space according to the methods of ancient spellcasters. He began to advance to a ninth-level profession. He believed that if he had been promoted to a ninth-level profession now, he would definitely kill the ninth-level mage easily, instead of just like he had been entangled. He would not be able to kill the other party after a long period of entanglement.

The terrain of the meditation space began to change slowly under the control of Shaoke's mental control. There were places rising and sagging. With time, a small piece of terrain changed. A small magic circle was carved on the earth. The magic and mental power drifted in the air slowly gathered on the magic circle, forming a thick gray mist. After Shaoke took a short rest for a while, he continued to start this work in other places. He had to carve enough magic circles on the entire meditation space before the task was completed. This work would consume a lot of time.

As the old mage said, Shaoko searched for the Roman Mages several times in the following years, and he was never intercepted again. Even when he flew over some larger cities, he could not even feel the subtle detection. He didn't know why. He didn't want to know.

The stars in the sky constantly released some mental power and magic power to shine on the earth. A stream of mental power formed a beam of light falling into the magic array on the earth. This made the plants in the magic array begin to grow rapidly, and they die and grow again. A large number of soul fragments absorbed the mental power and magic power through these plants. After the volume became slightly larger, they were thorned into pieces and entered into various plants again.

The roars of giant beasts kept coming out in the altar. Every time a roar appeared, the entire meditation space was slightly turbulent. However, this turbulence did not bring any bad shadows to Shaoke.

After this turmoil, the space has undergone some good changes. The speed is faster and the meditation space is stronger. Of course, this roar will not only consume a lot of his magic and mental power, but also consume a lot of his energy. However, Shaoke could not control the roars of these giant beasts at all.

Silver light began to appear frequently during this period. They kept emerging from the sky and exploded into the magic circles on the earth. As time went by, some light silver light appeared on the magic circles on the earth. During this period, Shaoke had already felt that his control of the magic was more accurate. Of course, for this, he had to collect some powerful energy-supplementing drugs to maintain this crazy consumption.

There is a small place in the academy where magical plants are planted by Shaoke. The seeds of these drugs are rewards he received through war. Of course, these drugs are watered with precious elemental water, and the growth rate is still very fast by Shaoke's use of special magical characters and magic circles. However, the medicines here alone are far from satisfying Shaoke's energy consumption during this period.

Fortunately, the news of the mage's difficulty made Master Lan'er and Master Roman know that later generations have prepared a lot of energy-replenishing medicines for him, which has not allowed the mage to become a thin and thin situation due to excessive energy consumption. But even so, his body looks a little thinner than before.

The mage lay in the wide medicine pool, and the milky white liquid gradually became clearer over time.

A young waiter lay beside the mage and massaged hard. A pair of dexterous little hands brushed across the mage's sensitive parts from time to time, but none of these made the mage open their eyes and look at her. However, the slightly thinner hands tightly grasped the soft part of the mage's chest and exerted excessive force. The mage frowned slightly, but she didn't dare to say anything, just try to make the male mage beside her feel comfortable so as not to be punished. After all, this is her job, everything she had expected.

After the milky white liquid in the medicine pool turned into clear water, Shaoke grabbed the maid's soft body for a few times and waved her to leave. However, when the other party left, he still gave her some gold coins, which paid her normal reward for half a month.

After stretching his waist lazily, he left the bathhouse, then put on his robe and cloak and returned to the library again. During this period, he had successfully changed the shape of the entire meditation space according to the ancient spellcasters. However, since the blue robe mage did not have the chance to come here in a short time, he had to temporarily slow down his promotion in order to be safe and put a lot of time on reading books.

"Don't pursue me anymore. Now I have put all my energy into magic learning." A crisp female voice rang out in this quiet library, and then some low-key quarrels were heard, and Shaoko had to stop his reading work to stop the impulse of these young children.

"This allows loud noise, and I hope you can keep quiet enough here." Shaoke did not take out his staff, but instead came to these young people who were quarreling like a scholar. During this period, too many people have quarreled here, mainly because as the college grew larger and too many students have arrived here. The number of people here is the main reason for frequent conflicts.

"Dear mage, I didn't mean to make noise here." The young girl said something to Shaoke in a hurry. She had just been in this academy for only two years and her talent was not very good, but Shaoke often saw her come here to learn various magical knowledge.

Because this woman with the talent for casting is very beautiful, some people often come to chat with her and are vaguely favored by her. Of course, when she first came here, she was invited by a young and handsome young mage, and now the male mage comes here to visit her every year. In Shaoko's opinion, she belongs to the male mage, well, at least for now.

Shaoke waved his hand to stop the young girl, and then said to the man who was entangled with her: "I think the next time you enter the library, you must look at the rules at the door, which writes in detail everything you should follow here." After saying that, he quietly looked at the young mage, who took a few steps back under Shaoke's gaze, and then quickly left the place with a few companions. After thanking Shaoke, the young woman sat not far away to continue her reading work.

After a few months, the Blue Robe Mage finally completed her work, and then came here to help Shaoke prepare for the promotion to the ninth-level profession. At this time, Master Roman also sent Shaoke some precious drugs, which she detained through her research. Of course, others actually knew about this behavior, but she did not obtain much, and it was a normal phenomenon, so she did not receive any criticism.

Under the detailed guidance of the Blue Robe Master Shaoke spent half a month finally adjusting his mentality and meditation space.

Then he started the promotion, and this promotion did not take too much time, but it was very difficult and the chance of failure was very high.

After the mage immersed his entire mind in the meditation space, he began to slowly remove the eight-pointed magic array. As soon as the magic array was lifted, the entire meditation space began to turbulent. This violent turmoil is countless times stronger than when he was promoted before. Shaoke's current meditation space is already very strong. Coupled with the effect of the silver light, this difficulty is not a problem for the mage.

After the magic circle was contacted, Shaoko did not outline the new nine-pointed star promotion array, but began to build an altar according to the skills of the ancient spellcaster.

It is very difficult to build an altar. Shaoke not only has to endure the constant turmoil caused by the lack of promotion arrays, but also to gather the irritable mental and magic power to form text to build an altar. The way this altar is built is also based on some methods of ancient spellcasters.

This not only can the speed of mental power and magic power be safe and fast when building. Of course, the consumption and turmoil caused by building are much more than other meditation methods, but the mage is not the least concerned about these consumption and turmoil. Under the temptation of being able to be safely promoted, he still doesn't care about energy and other consumptions. The construction of the altar took only more than ten days to complete.

The eighth-story altar looks very spectacular. The magic and mental power are quickly integrated into the altar. Some are integrated into the soul fragments inside. After a small amount is tempered, they return to the meditation space again. However, most of them form liquid things and are stored in the pool water below the altar. At this time, the garland tree began to grow wildly under this stimulation. Ripe fruits are constantly falling into these solutions, and then melt into milky white liquid, and some soul fragments fly out of it.

When the altar was completed, Shaoke began to outline the Nine-Ray Star Magic Formation. This Nine-Ray Star Magic Formation is several times more complicated than the one he obtained from the military headquarters. A large number of lines not only require mental power to condense, but also require a large amount of magic words to be branded on it, so that the basic structure of the entire magic array is stronger, and the speed of tempering or increasing magic and mental power is faster. After he failed seven or eight times, this work finally succeeded. At this time, his meditation space had been greatly reduced due to his failures several times.

When the entire Nine-Star was formed, Shaoke relaxed a little, but the promotion is still not over now, because what happened next is the most important sign of whether he can be promoted to the ninth level.

Black lightning suddenly appeared from the meditation space, and then a strong wind appeared here. Fortunately, there was a magic circle he had already carved on the ground, so he did not suffer much damage. However, some grounds were still broken by lightning, and were blown into the air by the whirlwind and turned into powder and disappeared. Once this happened, his meditation space shrank a little. After a while, the earth in the entire meditation space was very broken. Through the broken earth, Shaoko even saw some gray space below. When the lightning was slashing on these spaces, the entire meditation space was in turmoil.

According to the promotion skills of ancient spell casters, Shaoke worked hard to activate the magic and mental power in the entire meditation space to maintain those magic circles that were still preserved. He knew that the longer he could last, the longer he would be, the greater the chance of he was promoted to a ninth-level profession after the lightning ended. When the last lightning shattered the mountain carved with defensive magic circles on the altar, his meditation space once again returned to the empty feeling he had before, with only an eighth-story altar and a nine-pointed star magic circle floating quietly in the air.

Waiting, the mage can only wait silently at this time, waiting, death or failure. As for the possibility of success, he cannot be sure of the possibility of success, because the probability is too small. He did not recall the past when he was about to face death like others, but instead felt this feeling of emptiness with all his heart. The rotation of the altar and the operation of the nine-pointed star magic array were all so clear.

After a long time, the nine-pointed star magic array in the sky suddenly turned rapidly, and then the fog in the entire meditation space entered the magic array. Under the action of the gray fog, the entire nine-pointed star magic array began to expand rapidly. In a short while, the entire magic array was hundreds of times larger than the altar. Then the nine-pointed star magic array stopped rotating, and some purple light emanated from the magic array, and the entire altar fell on the nine-pointed star magic array under the action of countless magic words.

When the altar just fell on the entire star magic array, the surrounding mist began to gather on the array frantically, and Shaoke compressed the gray mist again and again according to the skills of the ancient spellcaster, and placed them to break the entire nine-star magic array. If this happens, his promotion will definitely fail.

There was no time left in it. Shaoke only compressed the fog into the magic array again and again. It was not until there was no trace of fog in the real meditation space that he relaxed a little, at least for now. But just as he was relaxed, the nine-pointed star magic array that had become hundreds of times larger began to tremble wildly, and some gray fog began to flow out from above. No matter how hard Shaoke tried, he could not stop the fog from being emitted.

Just when Shao Keshi was about to give up, a silver light suddenly appeared in the empty space again. A huge silver light flew out from there, and then merged into the altar full of countless magical characters. Then several beast roars came from the altar. When these roars ended, countless silver lights flew out from the altar and landed on the nine-pointed star magic array.

Under the influence of these silver lights, the entire turbulent and dissatisfied star magic array was a little more stable, and the gray mist stopped dissipating, and the ones that had just disappeared returned to the nine-point star magic array after the beast roar ended. Of course, at this time, Shaoke also knew that his promotion was considered a success.

He knew that if he had not obtained the advanced promotion array, the Nine-Star Magic Array would not be able to withstand the injection of the gray mist. If it were like that, he would definitely fail to advance. If he could not exit the meditation space before the gray mist dissipated, he would definitely die because of failure. However, if he could withdraw from the meditation space in time, he could still retain his eighth-level strength, but at that time he would lose the opportunity for promotion forever.

After Shaoke relaxed, he concentrated on feeling the fluctuations generated by the gray mist. This gray mist was formed by the talent or other differences of each caster. Those who failed to advance often had too much gray mist, which caused the low-level nine-pointed star magic array to be unable to withstand it. After the magic array collapsed or could not fully control the dissipation of the gray mist, they died.
Chapter completed!