"That feeling just now... was it a dream?"
In the early morning, Athir opened his eyes and blurry scenes began to emerge in his mind.
That was the scene he dreamed of last night, and it was still quietly settled in his mind. He could remember every detail, it was too real.
"I seem to have grasped a little pattern..."
Sitting at the head of the bed, Athir muttered to himself.
The last time he came to another world, he seemed to have had a dream. The content of the dream was extremely real and consistent with the scene of the world he came to later.
Thinking of this, his heart moved slightly and he couldn't help but sense it.
Deep in his soul, a faint light was flickering, and a new world coordinate quietly emerged, next to another coordinate.
Compared with the coordinate that appeared before, this coordinate is obviously much dimmer, and the entire large area is dim in color, as if the energy accumulation is insufficient to open the door to the world.
"Sure enough, there is one more coordinate!"
Feeling the changes in his body, a hint of joy flashed in Athir's eyes.
The ability to travel through time is one of his reliances in this world, and one of his most important advantages over other wizards.
There have been records of the wizarding world contacting other worlds since ancient times, but the wizards who can do so are already at the top of the wizarding world. Each of them is enough to leave a record in wizarding history and be admired by everyone.
In today's age, the glorious era has passed, and today's wizards cannot even explore the world they live in, let alone other worlds.
Athir only needs to accumulate strength for a period of time before he can travel to other worlds through his own talents. This is undoubtedly an extremely important advantage compared to other wizards.
No matter how poor a world is, it will still have many resources unique to that world. As long as they can be developed, they will be of great attraction to any wizard.
Thinking of this, Atier couldn't help but feel something in his heart and sensed the newly appeared coordinates.
Suddenly, a huge stream of information was fed back into my mind.
"It actually takes more than ten years to store energy."
After slightly sensing the fluctuation in the coordinates, Athir was a little surprised.
At this time, he had reached the level of a third-class apprentice. In terms of soul strength, it was definitely far beyond when he was a knight, and the speed of accumulating energy was also much faster.
Athir had tried it before. With his current level, he no longer needed to spend five years accumulating energy to travel to that doomsday world. Even if he started from scratch, it would only take more than two years, which was exactly half the time compared to the beginning.
And with his current level, if he wants to go to this world, he will need to accumulate energy for such a long time.
"Why is there such a big gap?"
Sitting at the head of the bed, Athir thought to himself: "Is this because the mechanisms of different worlds are different, or is it because the strength of the world itself is different?"
At this moment, he thought of the scene he had experienced in the doomsday world.
There is a magical mechanism in that world. All you need to do is kill some mutated creatures, and you will gain the blessing of an unknown force, making the killer even more powerful.
From this example, it is possible that the specific mechanisms and rules that operate in different worlds are different. It is reasonable that some worlds are very difficult to enter, while others are easier to enter.
After sitting at the head of the bed and thinking about it, Atier gave up this speculation which could not be verified for the time being and directly reached out to pick up the music box beside him.
The black music box looks very quaint, with a moon pattern engraved on the surface and some delicate silver patterns.
And in the corner of the music box, Athir saw some places with different colors from the surrounding ones.
Those were traces of blood that had once been stained, and had become a part of the music box, absorbed by the special material on it and unable to be washed off.
Looking at the music box in front of him, which seemed much older and more worn than in his dream, Atier's eyes were calm and he applied light force with his hands.
Beep, beep...
A clear sound was heard, and then some intermittent singing continued to come.
The voice was very sweet, clear and moving. I believe that the one singing the song must have been a very beautiful girl, who poured out all her inner thoughts in the song, which lasted for tens of thousands of years.
At the end of the song, the originally beautiful singing voice was suddenly interrupted, a sudden sound was heard, and then there was a dull sound of falling to the ground, which made people feel a little puzzled.
However, listening to the sound, Athir could imagine the scene at that time.
It was the sound of a sword piercing flesh and a body falling quietly to the ground, symbolizing the passing of a beautiful life.
"Let's first look for information about this new world..."
Looking at the music box in his hand and feeling the end of the music, Athir murmured to himself.
The newly emerged world is obviously related to the world where the music box is located. Through some traces above, perhaps we can find out the origin of this new world.
This is also a very important level. For Athir, it takes a lot of time to accumulate strength to cross over. If you know what kind of world is on the other side in advance, you can make corresponding arrangements to maximize your gains.
Thinking of this, he stood up and looked out the window.
After a night of meditation, the sky outside was just getting bright. Although the light was not very bright, it was clear enough.
Looking at the sky, Atier changed into a robe and walked directly outside.
After a while, he came to the college library.
Compared to before the secret realm incident, there are fewer apprentices here now. In addition, it is just dawn now, and there is no one around except the guards.
After verifying his identity, Atier went directly to the third floor of the library.
The library here is divided into layers, and apprentices of different identities can only enter different areas to read.
During the past one or two years in the academy, Atier had already recorded all the contents of the first and second levels in the chip, so he now directly entered the third level which was only accessible to third-level apprentices.
"According to Teacher Edith, the academy will start preparations for the move in a month, so during this time, we must record the required information as quickly as possible."
Looking at the large collection of books around him, Athir covered his forehead and muttered to himself.
This is not only about finding information about the new world in a large number of books, but also about accumulating information for yourself.
The Uraldo Academy has been passed down for more than two thousand years, and the information collected is extremely rich. Although most of those precious materials can only be read by official wizards, the remaining ones are also very large, which is an extremely valuable treasure.
After leaving the academy this time, I may never come back, and I will have to find many things by myself. Therefore, it is very necessary to record the information preserved by the academy before leaving.
"Let's get started…"
After looking around, Athir walked to the front, casually took out a book from the bookshelf, and flipped through it quickly.
As he flipped through the pages quickly, the chip in his mind was also running rapidly, quickly recording the contents of the book in front of him.
For a whole half month, Athir spent the entire time in the library.
He didn't read the book at all, but just kept flipping through it, allowing the chip in his mind to record it quickly.
"The collection is complete, and the basic database is established..."
Standing in the library, when Athir finished flipping through the last book in his hand, the mechanical sound of the chip in his mind began to sound.
"It's finally over."
Covering his forehead, Athir sighed.
The frantic reading of books during this period and the feeling of boredom and numbness were too much for him even with his mental and physical condition.
"Create a task to deduce the origin of the music box through its materials and production techniques!"
He gave the order directly to the chip in his mind.
"Task once established, simulation begins, time required: one hour..."
The mechanical voice sounded again in my mind.
"One hour."
Listening to the chip's prompt, Athir nodded and walked out of the library.
He has spent a whole half month in the library, and he still has a lot of things to do. Now is a good time to tackle them one by one.
Thinking of this, he walked away and went directly to the collection room of the academy.
This is where the academy collects spell templates. Here, many stone slabs stand quietly, with depressions on them.
"After leaving the academy, I can't find many spell templates. I must take this opportunity to collect some of them..."
Walking around, he thought to himself as he moved forward.
Walking onto the first stone slab, he looked ahead quietly.
The spells recorded on the stone slab in front of me are mainly based on fire energy particles. Compared with spells based on other energy particles, offensive spells account for the majority.
"Blazing fireball, fire burst, high temperature force field, flame breath..."
Looking at the spells recorded above, Athir was somewhat speechless: "Except for a few auxiliary spells, most of them are offensive spells."
This is also the characteristic of fire energy spells. After all, compared with other energy particles, fire energy particles are much more aggressive and are more suitable for developing attack series spells.
Standing there and shaking his head, looking at the dozens of basic spells in front of him, Athir still selected a few excellent ones as a reserve for future spells.
There are many spells included here. Although the spells based on other energy particles are not as numerous as those of the fire system, there are still quite a few. Adding up all together, there are at least five or six hundred spell templates, which is enough for Athir to choose slowly.
He chose here for a long time before walking to the trading counter in front.
"A full fifty basic spell templates, are you sure, sir?"
Sitting at the counter, listening to the spell names announced by Athir, the apprentice in charge of trading spell templates touched his forehead and eyes, suspecting that he was hallucinating, and couldn't help but confirm it again.
(End of this chapter)