The Magical Path Of The Wizard With A Biological Chip

After the stone door closed, the practice room became soundproof, and Leon wouldn’t have to worry about anyone spying on what he was doing outside.

Leon took two steps forward, positioning himself in the center of a strange spell formation that was about 2 meters in diameter. He couldn’t recognize any of the spells drawn on it. Clearly, they were well beyond the knowledge of any Beginner Apprentice Mage.

But today he didn’t have the time or energy to bother with all those minor details. He turned around and stood up straight, silently recalling the entire process of casting the Fire Arrow spell. Once he was sure of the casting process, he began to speak in a solemn voice: "Chip. Pay close attention to the entire process. Correct me immediately if you think I made the slightest mistake!"

"Beep!"

New task set, initiating real-time monitoring…

As a blue light began to flicker in Leon’s eyes, a digitized scene was projected onto his retinas.

The digitized practice room looked exactly like the physical one, but countless small blue node points appeared in Leon’s retinas, dividing the entire room into numerous small regions. Moreover, the body movements Leon needed to execute were broken down into countless virtual images, each arranged to indicate an order he should follow.

This was exactly what he needed to do: follow the movements of these virtual images.

Finally, Leon, who was standing still and staring blankly into space, began to practice.

He started reciting the magic words while simultaneously making drawing movements in front of his chest at an incredibly fast speed. These movements felt strange to him, but at the same time, they possessed a certain fluid grace.

"Fire Arrow~~"

"I conjure~~"

"Fire, come burn~~"

"Fire, accept my commands and take the form of an arrow...."

As Leon progressed through the spell, his body began to flicker in red as a large amount of Fire Elementium was summoned by his spell, slowly compressing and forming the shape of an arrow between his moving hands.

"Buzz~~"

Perhaps the process was too smooth, but just as he recited the 32nd magical syllable, Leon’s heart surged with excitement, causing one of the nodes in the spiritual model to collapse, and the rest of the spiritual model immediately followed suit.

The furious Fire Elementium, which had been summoned and repeatedly compressed, became misaligned, and an explosion of Fire Elementium, trembling on the ground, began to erupt in front of Leon.

"Zoshhhh~~"

But at the moment everything started to go awry, Leon, who was prepared for the unexpected, slammed the card placed in front of his chest. The card vibrated, and a Magic Barrier arose from the formation beneath his feet, enveloping his body and the explosion of the Fire Arrow.

Strangely, once the furious fire was covered by the magic barrier, its power was reduced by half. Thus, a potentially volatile explosion of Elementium was suppressed and transformed into a small fireworks display.

After an annoyed noise that sounded like fireworks, Leon was enveloped in thick, dark smoke, and a small flame could briefly be seen through the smoke.

A moment later, Leon emerged from the smoke while coughing continuously.

"Damn… I thought I was going to succeed…"

His face was smeared with thick smoke, and his clothes were filled with burn marks, making him look like a homeless man who had been dragged through a fire.

Although he had been caught in the center of the explosion, the power of the furious Fire Elementium was suppressed by the Magic Formation. Therefore, only his hands and forehead were licked by the flames. He truly suffered no injuries, except for minor burns.

His first attempt at real selection had failed!

And the cause of this was Leon’s weak control over his own emotions. As he felt he was going to succeed, he allowed his excitement to dominate him, and this emotional outburst disturbed the spell-casting process.

After letting the dark smoke clear from the room, he tidied himself up and applied a medicinal paste to his wounds. Only then did he step back into the spell formation.

Grinding his teeth tightly, Leon began his second attempt at conjuration.

Perhaps he was being rewarded for all his perseverance over the past few weeks, or maybe fate had decided it was time for him to master the spell, but the second casting of the spell was smooth and swift. After what felt like an endless 13 seconds, Leon finally completed a successful casting of the Fire Arrow spell.

When the furious Fire Elementium concentrated and transformed into a complete Fire Arrow in the palm of his hand, the sweet mechanical voice of the Chip resonated in his brain once again.

"Beep!"

"A complete spiritual model has been detected. Please confirm if the host wishes to solidify it?"

"The solidification process will consume 3 Spirit points and 50 Experience points!"

"Solidify!" Leon couldn’t hold back and shouted loudly.

Please name this spiritual model.

"Fire Arrow!"

"Model successfully named!"

"The solidification task is starting…"

"The expected completion time is 14 hours, 37 minutes, and 21 seconds…"

After settling everything with the chip, Leon still needed to deal with the "hot potato" in his hands.

For many explosive spells, manipulation was only safe within 2-3 seconds after casting the spell. If that time was exceeded, or the conjurer moved their body, the cast spell would begin to collapse.

If he cast a spell and let it explode within his palm, he could hardly imagine what would happen to his body.

"Fire Arrow~~"

"I conjure~~"

"Fire, come burn~~"

"Fire, accept my commands....

Therefore, once Leon finished speaking with the Chip, he immediately pushed both hands forward, urging the Fire Arrow to fly ahead and hit directly into the stone target located across the room.

"Buzz~~"

The Fire Arrow erupted upon hitting the chest of the stone target. This time, without the suppression field of the Magic Formation under his feet, the furious Fire Elementium could finally reveal its brutal and violent nature.

"BOOOMM~~"

A loud explosion noise was heard.

A fireball the size of a melon suddenly appeared, quickly spreading into a violent shockwave. The furious explosion instantly heated everything within a 5-meter radius of the stone target to quite intense temperatures.

After the smoke dissipated, Leon could see that the chest of the stone target had been charred, and there was even a hole the size of a fingernail where the center of the explosion had occurred.

Unexpectedly, a wall on one side of the room began to tremble like a water surface as small ripples passed through it. After a moment, some words began to appear.

"Spell Evaluation."

"Damage Caused."

Physical Damage: 5 points

Fire Damage: 16 points

"Characteristic."

Attack Radius: 150 meters

Area of Effect: 5 meters

Obviously, this specially designed Magical Spell Practice Room was very effective in its work. Although, with the help of the Chip, Leon didn’t need the limited data detected by the Magical Formation, all the other Apprentice Mages couldn’t live without it.

Only through the evaluation and calculation of the Magical Formation could they have a more direct sense of control when dealing with the spells they were learning. Otherwise, they would have to experience it directly on a battlefield, where they had to put their lives at stake.

In just 15 minutes, Leon achieved his goal for this trip. He happily turned and opened the door to the spell practice room. When the stone door opened, a beautiful figure was waiting outside.

Slender limbs; perfect curves; smooth, silky skin; a delicate face… But what excited Leon the most was the fiery chiffon red dress and her equally red, luscious lips.

The only difference from the last time he saw her was that her ruby-red eyes had disappeared, replaced by a pair of turquoise-blue eyes, making Leon feel as if he were looking into a shimmering blue ocean.

It was Bleia, wearing her vibrant red dress!

"Ah, so it seems you really are here!" Her subtly red lips moved gently, delivering words in a voice that made Leon’s heart race. "All right, since I’ve found you, you are no longer useful to me."

The second sentence, spoken in a tone that seemed much colder than the first, was not directed at Leon.

Only now did Leon realize that this "neighbor" of his, who was neither tall nor short, was dragging an adult man with her right hand. It was Pedro, the administrator of the Magical Spell Practice Room.

Bleia, dressed in red, waved her small hand, and Pedro was easily thrown over ten meters away.

"Whoosh~~"

"BANG~~"

He collided with the ground, groaning and unable to get up.

Leon felt his expression change.

Although Pedro was not considered a robust man, his weight was at least equal to that of an average adult man. However, Bleia had just thrown him a considerable distance with just her bare hand, and she had done it effortlessly. Deducing from what he saw before him, Leon guessed she had at least 10 in strength.

Judging by the speed of her movements, her agility was also not low. Along with the terrifying regenerative ability of a Vampire, perhaps even the three strongest Apprentice Mages couldn’t gain an advantage over her in a fight.

Hadn’t she been taken by the tower master? How was she here, safe and sound? She…

"Follow me!"

While Leon was still pondering all of this in his mind, Bleia stretched out her delicate, silky right hand and grabbed his collar. Then she turned and walked away, pulling him along by the neck. Leon did his best to try to avoid her hand, but he couldn’t.

Although he was only 15 years old, he was indeed a bit taller than Bleia. To avoid being dragged along the ground, he was forced to stumble after her, having no idea what was happening.

However, as he was pulled by Bleia, he looked at the sexy and hot body of the vampire in front of him and thought. "If my sentimental manipulation worked over the months he was going through his metamorphosis, and I was the only one she talked to, certainly within a few months, my dick will be embraced by Bleia’s vampire pussy."

...

In the public cafeteria.

It was dinnertime, so most of the Apprentice Mages were gathered in the cafeteria, sitting in small groups, enjoying their meals and chatting with one another.

From the places they sat and the way they spoke, it was possible to determine the strength of these small groups and each Apprentice Mage’s position within them.

After all, those who were lone wolves, like Leon, were truly few in number. Most Apprentice Mages preferred to group together and form small teams, allowing them to work collaboratively and fend off those with bad intentions.

However, just as the atmosphere in the place was warming up, a sudden loud noise was heard as the recently repaired wooden door was smashed open by someone.

All the Apprentice Mages stared in disbelief at the two people who entered one after the other, their eyes wide open.

Bleia?!

Although most people here had not seen how Bleia had dealt with her "mutation" by her own means, everyone knew what had happened that day. Thus, in their minds, even if Bleia had not been sliced open by the Master Mage during his research, she would have been locked away on one of the upper floors of this Tower, forced to live as a captive forever.

In contrast to everyone’s expectations, she had actually shown up in this place, with great audacity!

Brandon, who was seated in the center of the cafeteria, immediately felt his expression turn serious as his eyes filled with fear.

He had personally witnessed how brutal and terrifying Bleia was. Even if she had returned to her seemingly harmless demeanor, the horrific memory left in his mind could never be erased.

Bleia stormed in like a whirlwind, quickly making her way to the center of the cafeteria with her arms crossed. She suddenly looked around the room, surveying slowly, before her gaze finally settled on Brandon, the newly appointed Leader Apprentice.

"I, Bleia, am back!"

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