Dimensional Descent

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Leonel, of course, had no idea what was happening across this mythological land. If he did, he might have had many questions to ask. But, at this point, all he cared about were the Magic Arts before him.

Lionus, Theybul and Mary had long since climbed the tower. But, since he was still a One Star Apprentice mage, he would obviously stay on the first floor.

This was not as bad as it sounded, either. Since the only ones who could enter the Mage Art Tower at this time of year were Childes or youths with military exploits, there were very few in the tower to begin with. And, of those that could enter, just how many of them would still need Arts from the first floor?

Because of this, Leonel was completely alone. In fact, he would probably be completely alone even if he climbed to the fifth floor.

The floor itself was split into nine regions. A region for Wind, Water, Fire, Earth, Lightning, Wood, Light, Auxiliary and Mental Magic Arts.

Aside from the four main elements, lightning and wood were unique variations that had appeared in Camelot's long history. They were quite rare, even compared to others. Only the Light Element was rarer.

As for the Mental Magic Arts, they could be used by anyone. There were also some mages who had exceptionally high Spirit Pressure talent, but had no strong affinities. These mages were excellent at these sort of Mental Magics.

In fact, Leonel had thought that Theybul and Mary were Mental Magic Mages. That would explain why their robes didn't have any embroidery on them.

learned by anyone. They were the fundamental magic all mages should have under

the people of Camelot called Spiritual Wood — were so sturdy or because their strengths were so great,

was so weak that they couldn't possibly help the current Leonel. But, that didn't mean this would

crystal ball. These crystal balls were the mediums that held the

of affinity or else one would only find

to worry about on the

of any floor due to their low

up the closest one. There was no pressure on him at all, so he

Pressure easily shattered the barrier around the podium. Soon, his Internal Sight had entered the world

'[Shine]…'

chuckle. This Magic Art was exactly what it sounded like. It was used for nothing

'Dream Sculpt…'

his spirit draining as he etched

'47 seconds…'

It took him less than a minute to perfectly etch a

Spirit Pressure surged once more, congealing onto the palm of

an eye, a surge of wind swirled. After it settled down, a radiant halo formed on Leonel's

the point of fitting a baseball into their mouths. In total, it took Leonel not much longer than a minute to learn and conjure his first Magic Art. Such speed was obscene