In the next two days, Angor did not construct the second spirit tunnel right away. Instead, he opened the vortex connecting him to the outside world and began to absorb primal mana.
He remembered reading in a wizard's anecdote that the earlier a person built a mana pool, the easier it would be to stabilize the mana backlash and improve his spirit model.
Therefore, he planned to build a mana pool first before constructing his spirit model. Also, Sunders told him to become an apprentice within a month. There were only ten days left. To make sure he did not miss the deadline, he had to work on his mana pool first.
On the third night after the singularity was built, Angor kept absorbing primal mana until the singularity finally felt full. The singularity expanded several times. When Angor thought it was going to explode, it slowly shrank again and released a stream of extremely pure mana into his chaotic mind space.
The new mana was transparent, which was different from the gray, murky primal mana that the vortex absorbed from the outside world. The two types of mana existed in his mind space at the same time, but they were clearly separated and did not interfere with each other.
Several days later, more and more pure mana gathered around the singularity and formed an irregular "cocoon-like" object.
This was the initial form of a mana pool — a magic cocoon.
As long as he kept accumulating mana, the cocoon would continue to grow until it truly became a mana pool. To achieve this, he only needed to work hard. Normally, if he meditated diligently, he would be able to create a mana pool within a month.
However, that was the result of ordinary channeling methods. Angor was confident that with the conversion rate of Singularity Dispersive Model, he could create a mana pool before Sunders' deadline.
Two days later, he looked at the glowing "sun-like" sphere in his mind space and froze in shock.
He knew that Singularity Dispersive Meditation was very powerful, and its conversion speed was much faster than other channeling methods. But he did not expect that in just two days, he could turn the demonic cocoon into a mana pool after squeezing out less than five streams of pure magic power! If he did not include the time for eating and sleeping, it probably took less than a day.
As expected of a unique channeling method never seen before in the southern region. Not only could it absorb primal mana faster and more efficiently than other channeling methods, but it could also purify primal mana at least ten times faster than other channeling methods.
The little "sun" that was emitting light was the foundation of a Magus: the source of mana!
Compared to the chaos space, the mana pool was too small. However, it was not small at all. As long as he meditated, he would be able to sense the source of the "sun".
He stopped all his training and focused on sensing his mana pool.
For some reason, he felt like crying when he looked at the mana pool.
It had been more than a year and three months since he left Padt Manor. Finally, he completed his transformation.
He closed his eyes and recalled the scene when he left Padt Manor.
Head Maid Mana and all the servants were standing against the light, waving goodbye to him.
Tutor Jon's eyes were still full of love as he listened to Thales' earnest advice with his withered body.
There was also his brother, Lyon, who loved him the most … The last scene was fixed on Lyon. Lyon pulled out his luxurious long sword and pointed it at the sky. His other hand was on his chest, and he was mumbling something.
Angor remembered everything in this scene. The longsword he pulled out was a family heirloom, the symbol of power of the Padt Family. The armor he wore was a battle suit with the family emblem on it. The words he uttered were the eternal teachings of the family: "The Fire of the Lion's Heart is Never Quenched."
"The Fire of the Lion's Heart is Never Quenched," Angor murmured. He smiled and stopped thinking about it.
He might not be able to protect his family forever, but as long as he was alive, the Fire of the Lion's Heart would never die.
…
Now that his mana pool was formed, Angor could finally be called an apprentice.
There was still a week before the limit set by Sunders, so Angor did not report to Sunders right away. Instead, he continued to build spirit channels.
Five days later, he constructed three spirit tunnels in one go.
After the three channels were formed, the Singularity Dispersive Model brought him another surprise. The more channels there were, the higher the efficiency of his purification of primordial magic power.
Angor estimated that when he completed all the Singularity Dispersive Model, he would be able to purify primal mana 15 times more efficiently than the ordinary channeling method. This meant that Angor could strengthen his mana pool much faster than others. The quality and quantity of a mana pool were the standard to determine a wizard's level.
As an apprentice, the amount of mana pool accumulated was the most important factor, not the quality. At least, Angor was sure that he would level up much faster than others as an apprentice.
There were only two days left until the deadline set by Sunders.
After making sure his mana pool was stable and there would not be any backfire, Angor left the room with satisfaction.
He brought Toby with him this time and repeatedly told the boy to keep an eye out for anyone who was behaving strangely. Angor was an apprentice now, but he had not learned any spells yet. He could only rely on Toby to protect himself.
Hookdick might not hire another killer, but it was better to be safe than sorry. It was better to be safe than sorry.
Toby scoffed at Angor's "cowardice" and kept mocking him. As soon as Angor stepped out of the door, Toby immediately flew up and hovered above Angor's head, acting as his "bodyguard".
Angor boarded the sky bus and arrived at the Falling Cloud Station. Everything seemed to be going well, but he was stopped by someone when he was about to reach the destination.
Angor had not reached the island yet. He was still on the sky bridge, but he was only a hundred meters away from Phantom Island.
There were three apprentices in different outfits in front of him.
The man in the lead was wearing an unbuttoned brown leather jacket. There was no lining on the inside, which directly exposed his strong chest and abdominal muscles. Of the two people beside him, one was wearing a robe similar to a bedsheet. Angor saw Sailum wearing it before, which seemed to be a uniform wizard robe. The other was a fat man who was holding a piece of barbecued meat and had greasy lips.
"Hey, kid, who are you? What are you doing at Phantom Island? "The man in the lead spoke. He was dressed like a ruffian and spoke carelessly.
"Boss! Boss, he's just a level-1 apprentice. He's only here to take advantage of us. "The fat man, Bai Cencen, even had a piece of meat stuck between his teeth.
"Boss, forget it. There are so many people around Phantom Island already. One more won't make a difference. Besides, he's just a kid," a timid voice came from the robe.
"Coward Teuton, why do you keep telling everyone to forget it? How are we supposed to complete our mission if you do that to everyone?" The fat man complained to the man in the robe, "Teuton".
Being called a coward, Teuton didn't retort. Instead, he timidly took a step back and stood beside his "boss".
"Shut up, Becker." The man in the lead glanced at the fat man, who immediately shut up.
"Kid, he's asking you a question. Answer me, or I'll kick you off the plane. "The man in the lead looked at Angor again.
When Angor was stopped, he thought Hookdick had hired someone to deal with him again. However, after listening to the three people's conversation, he realized that was not the case. According to their words, a lot of people had gathered here. He looked around and saw many people floating in the air, all of them staring at Phantom Island.
Judging from their clothes and bone cards, they were all apprentices from Brute Cavern.
The other apprentices seemed to have noticed Angor's presence as well. However, most of them only gave him a cold glance before looking away.
"Who are you? Why are you here? "Angor asked instead of answering.
"We're asking you a question. Stop playing dumb!" Becker seemed to have a bad temper. He threw away the meat and strode toward Angor. "You're looking for a beating!"
Angor quickly stepped back. At the same time, Toby quickly jumped in front of Becker.
Becker tried to shoo Toby away, but he immediately felt a sharp pain on the back of his hand.
Beck only saw a black shadow flash in front of his eyes, and a bloody mark appeared on his palm.
"A Summoner apprentice?" The man in the lead muttered in a low voice.
"Should be. And the familiar seems to be a speed-type. He's really fast, but his attacks aren't that strong," Teuton said.
Becker was slightly injured in an instant. His anger rose, and traces of mana ripples appeared on his body.
"Becker, I suggest you don't do anything. Or you'll suffer the consequences." A cold female voice reached Becker's ears.
Beck turned his head and looked at a black-robed woman a hundred meters away. Fear flashed in his eyes. "Nanaji, are you going to stand up for this brat?"
Nanagi? Angor also looked at the woman who spoke. She was wearing a black robe, but judging from her voice, Angor recognized her as Nanagi, who he met once at the resource distribution hall.
"He has nothing to do with me. Why would I help him?" Nanagi sneered.
"Then why did you stop me?" Becker narrowed his eyes.
"That's all I have to say. It's up to you whether you want to listen or not." With that, Nanagi leaped and landed on a cloud further away without looking back.
"I'm not going to listen to anyone who tries to stop me!" Becker humphed and began gathering mana again.
The man in the lead suddenly said, "Becker, come back."
Becker didn't look happy when he heard his boss' order, but he still obeyed.
"I don't care who you are. Our mission is to stop anyone who wants to harm Phantom Island. If you want to go through, at least show us your ID," the leader spoke to Angor in a serious tone. Angor did not notice that the man's carefree expression was replaced by a serious one.
Angor showed his bone card. The man in the lead glanced at it and stepped aside.
When Angor was far away, Beck complained, "Boss, why did you let him go? My hand was scratched by his summoned beast. Even if I'm not going to do anything to him, at least let me give him a kick."
The man in the lead shook his head. "When you were about to attack him, Nanagi and the other Phantom Servants on the island all looked at you. There's even a Phantom Servant with a mask embroidered with blood runes. He cast a talent spell on his hand. I think if you really attacked him, that Phantom Servant will use his ability on you in the next second. "
Becker was startled. He looked at the Phantom Servants on the island in surprise. They had all turned away and no longer paid attention to them.
"Boss, is what you said true?"
"Absolutely." Even Nanagi, who was known as a trainee wizard, was speaking for the boy.
Suddenly, an uproar broke out among the Apprentice Sorcerers who had gathered around Phantom Island.
Hooded man Teuton looked at the source of the noise and pointed at something not far away. "Boss, look! That boy just entered Phantom Island! "
The man in the lead quickly turned around and saw the boy walking into the woods on the island. More importantly, he was not attacked by the magic array on the island!
The reason why Apprentice Sorcerers only dared to wander around Phantom Island was because of the magic array on the island.
Not long ago, apart from official wizards and the Phantom Servants, no one could enter Phantom Island. But now, it had been rewritten by a child who didn't look very old!
"Who is he?" The man in the lead was not the only one who wanted to know. The other apprentices also had the same question.
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