Magic Seals
So the origin of this Demon Realm... is it like the Heavenly Dao of the previous era?
Please help me book the nearest Ritual.
Although by the time the Ritual began, Su Luo's Attributes would have already surpassed those of the entire city-state, Su Luo had never liked killing.
They always forced me to do it.
Yun Xiaoxiao was a little troubled. "I've already said that the internet doesn't have a high status in this city-state... Anyway, real-world verification is required. The Ritual takes place every day from 2 AM to 10 AM. You just need to take control of Zane Byrne, the director of the Monroe Research Institute, and then go directly there."
Where is he?
"I'm on my way, looking for you."
Looking for me?
"That's right, your student Notherland used his connections to mess with the newly Archmage Evan Thorne. Dean Zane Byrne figured out who did it in three seconds and is coming to find you." Yun Xiaoxiao's expression turned strange.
Su Luo glanced at Yun Xiaoxiao's file, her expression turning strange. After a while, she said:
"I like this city-state; the people here are very genuine."
"When he arrives, have him wait outside. I'll first assess the possibility of the high-energy experiment damaging the microstructure of the Silk Mana."
Another location is the core administration building of the Monroe Research Institute.
Dean Zane Byrne, dressed in a neat mage's robe, looked tired and had a headache as he slowly walked out of the dean's office.
He paused for two seconds to think, then turned back and solemnly put away the several magic seals engraved with high-level magic Magic Seal on the table.
The Magic Seal is the core combat tool of the Weave Mage in this world, and a core derivative of the entire Weaving System.
In this world under normal conditions, free Mana is extremely scarce, and the total amount of Mana stored by cultivators is extremely limited, which is simply insufficient to support high-intensity, continuous Spell battles.
Aside from being able to draw magical energy in real time by venturing into the Demon Realm, ordinary mages have very weak endurance, like a disposable Spell launcher with extremely low energy storage, a fatal shortcoming.
Therefore, throughout history, the endurance of combat has always been a complete Goushi.
The nature of the battle only changed dramatically when the Weave Mage consciously used various pre-stored Spells and external sources of Mana.
Spell imprints, semi-activated Spells, extra Mana Storage... and other functions combined together become the Magic Seal in the hands of the Weave Mage.
Through generations of progress and innovation, countless geniuses and prodigies have dedicated their lives to it, ultimately forging the now-widely popular Weaving Magic Auxiliary Magic Seal System.
This is also why Weave Mage are the mainstream; there are more than just Mana as a supernatural system in this world.
To this day, almost all magical artifacts, combat items, and mage tactics are extensions and derivatives of the Magic Seal system.
Zane Byrne got into the magic-powered car, rubbed his temples, picked up a stack of letters from the table, and quickly flipped through them again.
The letter at the very top, written in ugly Text, made his scalp tingle.
[Dear Dean Zane Byrne:]
Hello!
I am a lower-grade student in the affiliated early childhood education department of this institution. May I ask if it is permissible to set up a smoking room?
A classmate was smoking in the restroom, and I'm pregnant so I can't stand the smell of smoke.
This matter has even distracted the child's father, Professor Evan Thorne, who also teaches life enlightenment courses part-time at the main campus, from his research, as it could affect the academy's financial future.
-- Wishing Grandpa Dean a bright future.
The letter was not formatted correctly, points will be deducted.
Zane Byrne closed the envelope, shut his eyes, and let out a long sigh.
This is just one letter; there are several others that are even more outrageous.
In the past, he wouldn't have paid any attention to such letters, since whether they were true or false wasn't a big deal.
These urgent letters, nominally addressed to him and mailed at his address, appeared out of nowhere just an hour earlier on the desks of the town's top dignitaries, including the governor, the Grand Weave Mage, and the Minister of Education.
God knows how these letters ended up on those important people's desks!
Although the higher-ups didn't seem to care, since the letters were all addressed to him, they still had to check whether they were genuine or not, so they just sent them over haphazardly.
He must give an explanation for wasting the time of those people.
Zane Byrne identified the suspects through the newly appointed professor's network of connections, and then pinpointed the culprit based on their modus operandi.
Notherland, a student of the Apprentice Archmage known as the Chastity Pilgrim, is a disciple of Luosu.
But going to her is useless; it's better to go directly to that chastity pioneer Luosu.
As a complete science and education complex, the Monroe Research Institute brings together educational institutions and research institutes for all age groups, and naturally occupies a very large area.
However, with the unimpeded special train for the dean, it only takes a little over an hour to travel from the dean's office to the peripheral experimental building.
Zane Byrne checked his access permissions, confirmed which Laboratory Luosu had in this experimental building, and stepped forward, a hint of regret on his face.
Luosu was once one of the most dazzling talents in the entire Monroe Institute.
At the age of twenty-six, he ascended to the position of Archmage with his terrifying Knowledge, sweeping away all the geniuses of his generation. He emerged as a pioneer in the field of basic magical energy theory, creating several new research directions. His future is limitless, and he is the focus of everyone's attention.
However, simply because he refused to be selected as a talented individual by the second son of the Grand Weave Mage Mei Piyan, he was suppressed and blacklisted by the powerful and wealthy circles, wasting ten years of his life, remaining silent in the corner of the research institute, and squandering his Talent.
Ten years of ups and downs, a genius gone into obscurity, a truly regrettable situation.
Looking at the incredible number of letters in his hand, Zane Byrne sighed:
"What a melodramatic life, Luosu! It's not our Monroe Research Institute that ruined you, it's this prosperous era that ruined you!"
"Wait! Wait! Father! Father Su! Spare my life!"
Zain Byrne knelt down in terror, shouting as if afraid the eerie black flames would melt him in two.
As soon as he stepped into the laboratory building, an extremely terrifying pressure suddenly enveloped his entire body!
His top-tier eighth-ring Abjuration Magic Seal, which he wore close to his body and was strong enough to withstand the instantaneous impact of a Ninth Ring Spell, shattered and exploded without any buffer!
However, he had received professional training and was able to kneel down and beg for mercy the instant the Magic Seal shattered.
Thick, piercing black flames filled the entire laboratory building, replacing all light sources and air, and the originally orderly floor partitions were all dismantled.
The Black Flames surged and roared, like a vast, dark ocean imprisoning the entire building, their power terrifying and suppressing all fluctuations.
At the very center of the darkness, Luosu stood Jingjing, serenely at the core of the Black Flames, seemingly focused on adjusting some experiment.
Zane Byrne couldn't tell what was going on, but he was knowledgeable enough to see that the white energy ball in the middle of the experimental building was comparable to the strategic weapon of Soren Xingjia —the magic nuclear bomb!
That was a terrifying Aggregation of energy at the Tenth Ring level, a destructive force capable of instantly leveling half of the Monroe Research Institute!