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After much consideration, Anvis finally made a decision.
Abandon Frostwind Field and construct Illusion Light Ice Domain.
It's better to be steady, safety first.
Relying on the memories of being a Seventh Rank Master Mage in a past life, Anvis skillfully constructed the spell model.
Although he didn't have the formidable spiritual power of his past life, constructing a low-rank spell was still not a challenge for Anvis.
Throughout the entire process of constructing the spell, the illusory rainbow light surrounding Anvis began to ripple slightly.
A mysterious force maintained the stability of the spell model, preventing it from collapsing during the construction process.
Constructing a spell model for the first time is a highly dangerous task.
The more complex the structure of the spell model, the greater the damage to the Spirit Sea when it collapses.
In the worst case, it might cause permanent damage to the Spirit Sea, leaving one stuck at apprentice level forever.
So, usually, when mage apprentices construct their initial spells, they use artifacts that can stabilize the Spirit Sea if the conditions allow.
Anvis carefully adjusted the trajectory of each point of light, ensuring they all operated in the correct positions.
Gradually, a harmonious and beautiful magic structure fully formed in the Spirit Sea, quietly floating in the mist-like spiritual power.
The original magic power in the environment was naturally attracted by the model, gathering around Anvis and continually pouring into his body.
After constructing the Illusion Light Ice Domain, Anvis felt a slight dizziness,
As spiritual power operated, it seemed there was suddenly a kind of pressure, a heaviness, due to most of the spiritual power being occupied.
The spell model isn't trouble-free once completed; on the contrary, each model requires constant spiritual power to maintain stability, or else it would disintegrate again.
As a highly complex field-type spell, the model of the Illusion Light Ice Domain directly occupied about seventy-eight percent of Anvis's spiritual power.
The remaining free spiritual power Anvis could still mobilize was about nineteen percent.
But even so, the remaining free mental power was enough for him to construct a spell with average first-rank complexity.
This terrifying result was completely reliant on a massive stack of rare resources. From Anvis's birth until now, there had been no end to various rare treasures and enhancement rituals to improve talent.
As a dual legendary bloodline user, Anvis was born with exceptional talent.
On this foundation, the family continued to use astronomical resources for his comprehensive training.
Eventually, Anvis's talent reached a point where it could not be further enhanced.
Only pursuing the limit, not caring about cost-effectiveness.
This was a method only the Four Great Families with such a deep background could sustain—
Such conditions that even princes and princesses of a typical kingdom couldn't imagine.
To know that the consumption of super magic crystal alone, used since Anvis was young, would be enough to empty the treasury of many small kingdoms.
And this expenditure, which most can't even imagine, was the standard allocation for all direct members of the Olivendi Family in their youth.
What is heritage? This is heritage!
"There isn't much spiritual power left, but I should still be able to construct a first-rank spell..."
Silently feeling his current state, Anvis estimated the total amount of remaining free spiritual power.
Then, with somewhat complex emotions, he turned his attention to a foreign object in his Spirit Sea.
It was a thick fog separate from the mist of spiritual power, with the spirit space around it showing a peculiar twisted state, making it appear very vague in perception.
The origin of this fog has to be traced back to more than half a month ago, on the day Anvis first obtained the Ancient Secret Scripture.
At that time, while gazing at the symbol on the title page, he fell into a strange state. When awakened by Duke Carrot's applause, he vaguely sensed something unusual.
Sure enough, during his meditation that night, he found this mysterious fog had appeared in his Spirit Sea.
Spiritual power couldn't penetrate this fog, but its nature could be sensed.
An unknown spell model!
This was a scenario Anvis had never heard of; indeed, some special Magic Artifacts could substitute for spellcasters, constructing spell models directly in the Spirit Sea.
But even models constructed by external forces are completely transparent structurally to spellcasters.
Even in his past life, as a Seventh Rank Master Mage and Polymath, Anvis had never heard of a model like a fog that couldn't see through its internal structure.
He had tried to activate it with spiritual power, but because he hadn't formally advanced, the quality of his spiritual power was too thin. The spiritual power touch used to activate the model couldn't even penetrate the distorted space surrounding the fog.
Accompanied by this fog was a certain familiar and intimate feeling.
Anvis had thought about whether to tell the Duke about this situation.
But in the end, he gave up on that thought.
Despite passing a soul test, he still dared not expose his Spirit Sea to the Duke for examination.
If the Duke saw his memories, what awaited him might not be a pleasant outcome.
"The current issue is, does this fog count as my first spell model?"
Anvis's spiritual form wavered slightly in confusion.
Although he could sense that this fog was indeed a sort of spell model, it was not sustained by Anvis's spiritual power.
In other words, this fog might not be counted among the initial spells.
"Forget it, constructing a safer one again wouldn't hurt, even if it doesn't count among the initial spells."
Thinking this, Anvis began to browse his memories again, looking for spells that fit the construction conditions.
After comparing several spells, he finally chose the Mirror Image Technique.
The effect of this spell was to construct two phantoms identical in appearance to oneself but collapsed at a touch. It could perfectly coordinate with the Illusion Light Ice Domain's light bending and interfere with magic perception.
The Mirror Image Technique was merely a first-rank spell, much simpler in structure than the Illusion Light Ice Domain. Anvis easily completed its construction, once again consuming most of the remaining free spiritual power.
With both spells constructed, Anvis briefly exited the meditation state, raised his head slightly, and looked at the night sky outside the window.
Amongst the silver stars all over the sky, through the misty rainbow light cloaking him, two perfect full moons were reflected in his azure eyes.
The bright moonlight poured in like water through the arched window, casting a faint silvery purple radiance over his figure.
He glanced again at the Gloria-style grandfather clock in the corner, the exquisite Mithril clock hands emitting a faint light, now pointing to ten forty-eight.
The soft touch of the black velvet chaise beneath him, along with the wondrous fragrance of dewdrop morning florals, was released from the gently burning Dream Dust.
This time, it was no longer a game—
"It's time..."
Breathing in the faint fragrance in the air, his eyes gently closed, the pale youth murmured softly as if to cheer himself up.
His usual elegant and gentle tone now carried an involuntary slight tremble, along with some long-missed anticipation.
"To truly become a spellcaster, to officially step onto this vast stage..."
From initially arriving in this world with a hint of fear, becoming the newly born Anvis in confusion, to gradually acquiring past life memories, understanding the continent's history, familiarizing with his surroundings, learning magical knowledge...
The array of experiences from both past and present surged within him at this moment—
"Magic... hehehe—magic!"
Taking a deep breath to calm his somewhat excited feelings, Anvis's consciousness once again sank into the Spirit Sea.
Controlling the increasingly heavy spiritual power operating, he started to rotate it gradually around the origin of the Spirit Sea.
As the rotation progressed, threads of spiritual power mist were compressed to the center of the spiritual power vortex under Anvis's will.
With the continuous increase in the vortex's speed, the pressure at the center gradually intensified.
Buzz—
Ultimately, the pressure seemed to surpass a certain critical point.
Accompanied by a seemingly real or illusory soft chime, a slightly ethereal, silvery-gray crystal that seemed to have countless facets fully condensed in the center of the Spirit Sea!
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