Chapter 478: Silencing Fee
Locke was able to stand on the Flower Bridge. He swept his gaze across it. The Flower Bridge was enormous, resembling an island of white flowers.
Creating such a massive flower island with a snap of the fingers in the special mana-draining environment of the Bottomless Pit seemed simple, but after thinking it over carefully, Locke felt that it appeared to exceed the scope of First-Ring magic.
First, there was the range of this magic, and second, its stability.
Even a First-Ring Wizard might be able to create a similar flower island, but it would never be this stable, as though it were a natural island floating upon the vast, dark Abyss.
Wizard Morrison said with a smile, "Locke, what have you noticed?"
Locke hesitated, but ultimately said, "Director Morrison, I feel that your spell is exceptionally stable—extraordinarily stable. The vastness of your mana gives me the illusion that I'm not facing an individual life-form, but some natural phenomenon."
Eberhard Morrison paused, then looked at Locke with a hint of seriousness before breaking into a carefree smile. "As expected of the champion, your senses are remarkably sharp. Your feeling is correct. I imagine you've sensed the nature of my Great Magic."
Director Morrison spread open his right hand. A green moon appeared in his palm. His magic had actually manifested physically in this world instead of appearing as a Spell Model.
This made Locke realize that the defining trait of a Second-Ring Wizard—or rather, the defining trait of a First-Ring Wizard—was the Permanent Defense Field, while the defining trait of a Second-Ring Wizard was Great Magic.
And the Great Magic of a Second-Ring Wizard seemed to be different from ordinary magic.
Wizard Morrison smiled as he gazed at the green crescent moon in his hand. Each