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

"Solomon and the others are likely doomed."


This turn of events frightened Dila's group, prompting them to hurriedly withdraw. While some felt secretly relieved, they also harbored a sense of regret: the Frostflame Flower, an exquisite treasure, was about to be buried in molten lava.


The chances of a second Frostflame Flower existing in the Nine-Colored Abyss were slim.


If they really returned empty-handed, the Belizi family members weren't as indifferent as they might have claimed.


Near the Frostflame Flower, Doug didn't fault Ivan for his reckless tactics. Given the behaviors of those Alien Lords, chaos was bound to erupt sooner or later. Besides, there was no guarantee that he could withstand the next wave of attacks from the Coldlake Lord.


Soon enough, the two sensed it. The Moltenlake Lord launched a frenzied assault, while the Coldlake Lord remained motionless.


Chapter 347: Great Turmoil