Volcanic range in the southeast.
Beneath a young Fire Parasol Divine Tree stood Dole's avatar, with a small wizard tower beside him. This wizard tower was only level six, but it was sufficient as an energy source.
Before Dole stood a thirty-two-story wizard tower in silent splendor. Layer upon layer of crimson radiance rose like flames, forming ribbons of light that shot in every direction.
These bands of light contained boundless mysteries of the fire element. A single glance made one feel as though they had comprehended countless rules of fire magic.
Dole's avatar had now fully become a quasi-level-seven wizard. Throughout the construction of the wizard tower, his understanding of fire sorcery had deepened immensely. He had already grasped two of the fire-element rules: combustion and flame adherence.
Moreover, both were nearing ten percent comprehension. Once they reached that mark, he would become a level-seven fire-element wizard.
Every minute and every second, countless fire-element runes and runes of other general systems flowed through his gaze, transforming into points of knowledge and accumulating within his heart.
It had taken two months to complete just one tower, but Dole felt that was already very fast. After all, this was a field unfamiliar to him.
The next one would be much quicker.
He glanced around, then looked at Angelina. "I'll rest for three days, then complete the next one."
Angelina looked at Dole's avatar, feeling a trace of envy. This fellow had cultivated for only three months and had already grown to level seven. She had cultivated for decades before reaching level six. Comparing people truly could make one furious.
She sighed. "Wizard Dole, there's no rush. This wizard tower is already enough for us. Is there anything you need? I can bring it over for you."
Dole shook his head. "There's