For wizards of Gold rank and above, regardless of their other abilities, the mastery of the [Dimensional Pouch] spell is imperative. It not only significantly enhances the convenience of storing and retrieving items but also serves as a repository for one's most treasured possessions. In the common lore of the bay world, the [Dimensional Pouch] acts as the most secure portable vault for high-level wizards, impenetrable by anyone other than its owner.
Typically, upon the death of a wizard without proper arrangements, the [Dimensional Pouch] would seal itself permanently, leaving its contents in another dimension. However, Wang Hui was not one to follow conventional paths, especially since he had access to Bellmoru's memories, making the unlocking of the pouch a trivial task.
Buzz—
Standing beside Bellmoru's corpse, Wang Hui reached out, parting the seemingly empty air to reveal a space about three times larger than Witch Meg's [Dimensional Pouch]. The first sight to greet him was books. As the chief wizard of the Royal Court, driven by the [Lust for Magic] to pursue the essence of spellcraft, the volumes Bellmoru had read could be measured by the cartload. Those he kept in his pouch were undoubtedly the finest, devoid of typos or spell errors common in pirated editions.
"Tsk, just in time since the Divine Realm has now established diplomatic ties with the island elves; here's the perfect material for training elven wizards."
Wang Hui casually browsed through a few titles:
"The Arcane Majesty Scrolls", "A Comprehensive Dissection of Magic", "A Collection of Commonly Misused Spells"...
The pages were densely packed with text and illustrations, sure to captivate future young wizards.
With a semi-transparent hand formed of source energy, Wang Hui swept all the books into his own [Dimensional Pouch]. He then turned his attention to the other items: wands, staffs, and wizard robes of various sizes and materials—all were collected without exception. Large, high-purity magic stones (celestial stones) were absorbed on the spot.
What remained were mundane items like gold coins and crystal artifacts.
"Alas, carrying so much profane clutter, no wonder your pursuit of magic was not pure!"
Wang Hui mused over this, swiftly sweeping these items into his pouch. After all, he would need some spending money for his future endeavors under the alias "Masked Teard".
Lastly, his gaze fell on Bellmoru's corpse. His primary weapon, a staff, was entirely white, its top adorned with a complex design of ten interlocking rings, each orbiting a fist-sized magic stone enveloped by a kaleidoscope of magical auras. From Bellmoru's memories, Wang Hui learned that this was called the "Pillar of Arcana," a masterpiece crafted over years with numerous students.
It contained ten different spell enchantments, interconnected by the central magic stone, which enabled Bellmoru to cast spells with greater ease and amplification. Wang Hui picked up the Pillar of Arcana, testing it with a [Force Wave].
Boom!!
The transparent orb of energy blasted outward, sending shockwaves through the clouds, parting them in both directions!
"Not bad."
Wang Hui smacked his lips, although he preferred close-combat weapons like the Blade Fist; wands were not his style. He decided to award it to the elf Lilia later.
After securing the Pillar of Arcana, Wang Hui looked upon Bellmoru in silence for a moment, then summoned a heap of crystal artifacts, shattering them to form a makeshift coffin with source energy. He placed Bellmoru's body inside and stored it in his [Dimensional Pouch].
"A legendary wizard who lived for centuries certainly qualifies as one of my collectibles."
With the transfer of wealth completed, Wang Hui returned to his true form. On the metal surface of the bay world, the pattern of the [Eternal Eye] had brightened somewhat.
Wang Hui pressed his hand on the eye-shaped luminescence, beginning to absorb the source energy from the top of the clouds, the speed evidently doubled from before!
"The Heart of the Desert, the Lust for Magic... once I obtain the other two parts from the Dark Kingdom and the Silver Moon Kingdom, the Eternal Eye will exert its full might."
While absorbing the source, Wang Hui looked towards the two kingdoms in the southwest and southeast that he had yet to explore. According to Bellmoru's memory, though the four legendary powerhouses were of the same tier, they were ranked in strength:
The strongest was the Pope of the Silver Moon Church, with Bellmoru placing himself second. Both seemed chosen by the legacy artifacts, deeply understanding their power.
Third was Thunder Priest Saliman, who, with the aid of many beastmen and through cunning, had unexpectedly defeated a desert dragon to gain the [Heart of the Desert], leading to his rapid growth. Starting later than the others, his aging body was no match for Bellmoru, always finding himself at a disadvantage. If Bellmoru knew that the priest had now merged with a divine beast under Wang Hui's command, gaining even greater power than before, he might lament the capriciousness of fate!
As for the Necromancer of the Dark Kingdom, he was generally considered the weakest among the legends. His legacy artifact was not innate, and his method of acquisition was far less honorable than the Priest's. The Necromancer had once been a zealous servant to a giant dragon in the southeast, even styling himself as "Dragon Slave". However, after gaining the dragon's trust, he secretly poisoned its food over thirty years, eventually killing it. With a quarter of the legacy artifact in hand, he transformed into the "Necromancer", gradually ruling the Dark Kingdom with an iron fist.
His reputation for moral turpitude was notorious across nations. Bellmoru disdained sharing the legendary title with him, and Priest Saliman often referred to him as "Old Scoundrel", seldom engaging with him. Yet, from Wang Hui's perspective as an observer, he suspected that the Necromancer might not be as weak as thought. His patience and guile in slowly poisoning the dragon to achieve his goals were not qualities of an ordinary man!
Moreover, soon after his power surged, the Necromancer began to conceal his whereabouts, rarely showing his true form, making it difficult for the other three legends to accurately assess his current strength.
"The Silver Moon Pope seldom ventures out, and the Necromancer is elusive... Without causing widespread destruction with my true form, drawing them out will indeed be quite troublesome."
Wang Hui scratched his head in mild frustration. Since learning that his ALS was not fully cured, he had been conserving his source energy. Even when merging with the Priest and the ivy branch from the outside world, he used the stockpile of magic stones captured from the beastmen's camp in Fallen Ring Town, which amounted to about 20% of a B-grade life's energy consumption.
"My current life level isn't high enough; I must conserve my main body's source energy unless absolutely necessary..."
He looked towards the Northwest Sea.
How to deal with that deep-sea dragon without expending much energy?