Toward a Piece of Writing

[Linguistics Skill: Lv0 (7/10)]
[Apothecary Skill: Lv1 (15/100)]
[Knight Breathing Skill: Lv2 (36/200)]
[Knight Breathing Skill Experience Point +1]
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In the year 3077 of the Berta calendar, during the era of confusion before wizards had reached the throne, he brought them 'Straight A Student Panel.' He stepped into the sorcerer world, perfected sorcerer knowledge, like a bright moon dispelling the mists of the era.
He was Ivan Marichardon, a pioneer of knowledge, he blazed trails for the way of the sorcerer.

Sorcerer: I want to be an Academic Prodigy

Sure enough, something broke through the ground.  


It was a massive arm, radiating an extraordinarily powerful aura. As soon as it appeared, the black flame was scattered in every direction, causing the surrounding stone walls to shake relentlessly.  


For a moment, a horrifying energy spread from the cave, suffocating everyone present. The oppressive atmosphere exceeded their comprehension entirely.  


The energy locked onto a few individuals.  


*What kind of powerful spiritual entity was this!*  


Locke realized something and his expression changed drastically. He immediately sprinted toward the array dais, positioning himself between the formation and the cave.  


"Boss, we'll hold it off. You need to retreat first."  


"Sorcerer Ivan, he's right. You must leave immediately."  


Jenny's expression was similarly grave as she joined Locke in front of the array dais.  


Chapter 311: Major Crisis