Dark Kamar-Taj

After learning about the future and the little time that remained, Ian knew that if he used the system from his homeland, it would be impossible to train thousands of new mages in such a short time. Although the tier system was powerful, it required a tremendous amount of time and resources. So, he chose a better solution.

The mages of this world placed more emphasis on the use of skills. If a person had enough talent or superb technique, along with suitable resources—that is, dimensions or energy—they could achieve feats at Tier 10 or even higher.

Therefore, he created a Magic Dimension for these mages to draw from without limit. With this method, he only needed a few decades to train skilled Tier 6, Tier 7, and Tier 8 mages. Once Stephen Strange joined them, they might even be able to produce a Tier 10 mage.

"Lastly," Ian said, his voice pulling everyone back to reality. The smiles on the mages' faces were impossible to suppress; the dimension and the power it contained were simply intoxicating.

Ian raised his hand and displayed a tiny orange orb. "This is a Soul Orb. It can strengthen your souls and accelerate the improvement of all your mystic skills and abilities. Everyone can receive ten for free, but you'll have to purchase more after using them up. I strongly recommend that you do so."

"Everyone except Kaecilius, dismissed. You, come with me."

The mages left one after another, leaving only Kaecilius and Ian in the room. "Is there anything I can do for you?" Ian did not answer immediately. Instead, he studied him meaningfully for several seconds. "I believe that when a man suffers a tremendous loss yet cannot let go of it, that is when he is at his strongest."

Kaecilius frowned