The Flame Monarch.
As the energy within the Wizard's Pagoda surged, the Flame Altar on the first floor and Grimm, who was standing on it, disappeared.
At the same time, near the base of the Wizard's Pagoda that was immersed in the sea of lava, a Flame Barrier suddenly appeared, pushing the sticky, hot lava to the side. Grimm and the Flame Altar appeared together.
Grimm opened his eyes, and his vision was immediately filled with a blinding red light. Whether it was the front, back, left, right, or up and down, as far as the eye could see, there was scorching red magma everywhere. The sticky, semi-liquid lava seemed to be pushed by a powerful force, letting out loud rumbling sounds as it slowly but steadily flowed around Grimm.
This was the magma that was 20 meters deep into the sea of lava. The terrifying heat had vaporized all the water. Even the rocks that were as hard as steel had been roasted into semi-molten magma that flowed into the huge magma whirlpool.
Even with Grimm's abilities as a Fire Wizard, he had no choice but to put up a Flame Barrier here to prevent the terrifying lava from corroding him. Grimm sensed that the temperature here was around 900 to 1200 degrees Celsius. With every ten meters he went down, the temperature would increase by two to three hundred degrees.
Even with Grimm's Body of Fire's immunity to fire damage, he could only go down seventy to eighty meters. Any further down, and even Grimm would have to endure the scorching heat of the lava.
Of course, if Grimm completed his first transformation as a Flame Demon, he could probably go down to a hundred and fifty meters. If he transformed a second time, he should be able to explore the depths of the sea of lava. But the Flame Demon's second transformation could only last for a quarter of an hour. Exploring the chaotic and dangerous sea of lava in such a short amount of time was like throwing a meat bun at a dog.
That was why Grimm suppressed the urge to explore and found the best way to train his mind.
Mental Elemental Transformation!
The name sounded simple and intuitive, but it was extremely difficult to achieve such an effect.
In comparison, physical elemental transformation was much simpler.
Physical elemental transformation only required one to be in an area with an abundance of Fire Element, then use an 'appropriate' amount of Fire Element to cleanse one's body. The only problem was the right amount of control.
Not only did he have to make the fire element exceed his body's tolerance range, but he also had to make use of the fire element's damage to his body and make slight adjustments to the fire element's stimulation when his body was recovering. He had to develop his body's internal structure and micro organs in a direction that was compatible with the fire element. On the other hand, he could not allow the fire element to damage his body beyond what his body could withstand to avoid irreparable damage to his body.
Therefore, the purpose of elemental conversion was to allow the destructive power of the fire element and one's own recovery ability to achieve a subtle balance, in order to gradually improve the body's adaptability to the fire element.
This way, the more fire elements his body could hold, the more fire energy he could withstand, and the power of the fire elemental spells he cast would naturally increase!
The principle was similar, but the method was different.
The process of elemental essence conversion would obviously not be so simple!
Grimm sat cross-legged on the Flame Altar. Relying on the subtle elemental connection between the Flame Altar and the surrounding lava sea, he slowly condensed his spirit into a thread and extended it out of the Flame Barrier.
"Ah …"
Grimm let out a heart-wrenching roar towards the sky. His brain felt like it had been pierced by a hot steel needle. The pain made him clench his fists, and he almost jumped up.
His spirit force was the tentacle he extended out of his consciousness. Without the protection of elemental spells, he extended his spirit force into the lava that was thousands of degrees hot. It was no different from someone casting a scorching pain spell on Grimm's soul.
Grimm held his throbbing head with both hands, and the part of his spirit force that had extended out also disappeared in a flash.
Grimm sat cross-legged for another quarter of an hour, adjusting his consciousness. Then, he split out a second spiritual tentacle and slowly extended it towards the lava.
It was the same pain, the same unbearable pain. Grim felt as if he had put his hand into a pot of oil. He could even hear the strange sound of his flesh being roasted by the hot oil.
No, this won't do!
The terrifyingly high temperature of the lava sea was not something his current spirit force could withstand. Without the protection of elemental spells, his spirit force would be burned the moment it reached out of the Flame Barrier. There was no way he could survive.
If he could not even withstand it, how could he train his spirit force?
What's outside is fire, and my affinity with fire is also fire. Why is there such a huge difference?
Grimm thought to himself as he slowly recalled the moment he advanced to become a Wizard. The aura of laws that had penetrated his soul and the laws of the dimension were all missing.
The basic method of elemental essence conversion was the key to becoming a high-level Wizard. Thus, the normal books from the Wizard's Pagoda did not have any information about it. Although the Sarubo family's internal library definitely had information about it, if Grimm wanted to read it, he would have to sign some 'unnecessary' contracts with the higher-ups of the family.
This was what Grimm was trying his best to avoid!
Fortunately, Grimm had found some information from the Tower of Destiny, and thus came up with the idea of using the Flame Altar as a tool to train his spirit force.
Although he was heading in the right direction, the exact path he should take depended on the different physiques and talents of each person. Thus, Grimm still had to put in a lot of effort to find a path that was suitable for him!
Grimm tilted his head and thought for a moment. He did not try anything else, and instead focused on meditation.
As his spirit force entered the hazy meditation space, everything around him disappeared, leaving behind only the basic magical elements that formed the base of the world.
The thing that lit up Grimm's consciousness space was the Core of Consciousness that he had formed when he advanced to become a Wizard.
It was like a small sun floating there, and the dense fire elements in the surroundings flowed into it like birds returning to a forest. This gave it a layer of dense red light. From afar, it looked beautiful and dazzling.
As soon as Grimm's consciousness appeared in this space, the core of his consciousness was closely connected to him. Almost in an instant, Grimm felt like he had suddenly appeared inside the core of his consciousness. He was looking down at the boundless space from its perspective and perception.
The fire elements in the surroundings were so abundant that he did not even need to deliberately guide them, and the raindrop-like red light continuously flowed into his spirit force. The specks of red light gently touched his spiritual consciousness. Every speck of red light brought him a trace of spiritual comfort and warmth.
Grimm 'opened' his eyes and used his tentacles to silently sense his surroundings.
Not far away, a mighty torrent of fire elements was slowly but steadily flowing. The feeling of red heat was no different from the sea of lava in reality.
Grimm hesitated for a moment, and once again reached out his spirit force tentacles from the Core of Consciousness, slowly reaching towards the surging torrent of fire elements.
* Hum … *
The moment the spirit force tentacles touched the torrent of fire elements, Grimm felt his spirit force become completely numb. A scorching hot stream of fire elements separated from the torrent of fire elements and rushed into the Core of Consciousness with an unstoppable force.
What was strange was that just as Grimm's mind was trembling and he thought that he was in big trouble, the core of his consciousness suddenly vibrated and condensed into a strange golden rune.
As soon as the rune was formed, a golden light shone on Grimm's spirit force, and he immediately felt like there was something extra in his mind. The terrifying torrent of fire that he could not touch just a moment ago had become a warm breeze. His entire 'body' was lazily soaked in the golden light, and he did not even want to move an inch.
Although it was comfortable, Grimm's spirit force could clearly sense that his spirit force was constantly overflowing with grey or black light, and it was slowly dissipating in this strange space.
If it was the usual Grimm, he would have been scared out of his wits and hurriedly exited this strange state. However, based on the information he had collected in the past, Grimm was pleasantly surprised to find that this was the process of Spirit Tempering that he had been searching for.
The dispersing part of his spirit force was part of his spirit force that was not completely compatible with the fire elements.
Although this meant that the total amount of his spirit force was slowly decreasing, the remaining spirit force was undoubtedly more suitable for absorbing the fire elements than before.
His entire spirit force was immersed in this strange state, and he silently endured the burning pain of his spirit force being surrounded by the torrent of fire elements. Whenever he was about to reach his limit, the golden rune would release a golden light at the right time and slowly fuse with his spirit force, helping him to alleviate the damage caused by the violent flames.
This golden light naturally carried a shred of knowledge about the Laws of Fire, which inexplicably added some incomplete knowledge that he didn't understand in the past to his mind.
It was as if a huge puzzle of knowledge had been inexplicably illuminated in one or two insignificant parts. This time's Spirit Tempering allowed Grimm to finally understand the existence of the law of fire.
After meditating for a full four hours, Grimm reluctantly exited the meditation space. It was not that he did not want to continue, but his spirit force could not take it anymore.
The moment he exited the meditation space, Grimm received a series of prompts from the A.I. Chip.
It was as if these messages had been accidentally blocked in the meditation space, and only now came flooding in like a tide.
[Detected a special space in the consciousness of the Host …]
[Detected an unknown change in the Host's consciousness. Please indicate whether to stop it?]
[Detected an unknown change in the Host's consciousness. Please indicate whether to stop it?]
… …
[Host's consciousness has changed. Spiritual space has shrunk by 11%, spiritual strength has increased by 4%, elemental essence concentration has increased by 1% …]
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