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Just as the energy stone's glow dimmed to its faintest, the beams enveloping Mo Lan and Alfred vanished, and the Resonance Device ceased its operation. "It... it stopped?" Tobias stammered. "Did the energy run out?" Viola squinted, leaning in for a closer look. "No..." Celestian's voice rang out. "There's still a sliver of energy left." Tobias let out a long breath of relief, wiping away nonexistent cold sweat from his temple. "Phew... it finally hit the upper limit! Scared me half to death — I thought…-
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Viola pointed at a hemispherical device not far away. "Very few nature Elves have come to Quelariel before. Our association only has Elves from three branches—Astral, Solar Corona, and Deep Shadow. The nature Elf part has always been our biggest gap." "Now that you've joined, we can finally fill that void." The other members nodded in agreement. This was the true reason they had been so eager about Mo Lan. Celestian picked up the conversation and explained to Mo Lan, "That 'Resonance Device' is one of…
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Mo Lan had once seen in the memories of a slave-hunting mage that Starlight Magic Academy in Quelariel was the place most likely to offer access to the cutting-edge arcane magic knowledge of the Astral Elves. That had been her goal from the very beginning. "You want to apply for an Advanced Division Instructor position?" Tobias asked her enthusiastically. Mo Lan nodded. She had already collected the low- and mid-tier legacies of all the mainstream classes. Only some high-tier legacies remained incomplete,…
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"There's no need for formality. Here, we value resonance of ideas and the sharing of knowledge." Celestian gave a slight nod, his gaze sweeping over Zhizhi and the others behind Mo Lan, lingering a moment longer on Clack in particular. "It seems your magical philosophy is truly very open-minded. I'm already looking forward to our exchange." A nature Elf — a race that deeply rejected undead creatures — yet she had a skeleton by her side. Nothing could better prove her inclusive mindset than that. Tobias…
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"Ultra-high-tier magic..." Mo Lan recalled the spell model she had just seen in the Magic Network space. Even after the Magic Network's simplification, it was still remarkably complex. If it was ultra-high-tier magic, supplemented by the city's magic circle for power supply, then she could understand how it worked. It wasn't that she couldn't create cards with similar functions—it was that the production costs and usage costs were both extremely high, making it impossible to popularize them the way…
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Chapter 963 - Quelariel Treacherous mountain passes and wide rivers that would normally take days to traverse were crossed by Zhizhi in just a few steps. At first, Mo Lan had enjoyed this unique mode of travel with great interest, but as the speed increased, she relaxed and let her consciousness sink into her personal Magic Web space, recording every spell model she knew of the Gravewoods Singer one by one into the corresponding class area of her personal Magic Web space. Normally, after taking on the…
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The innkeeper's memories contained more detailed intelligence about the Shadow Merchants. After reviewing it, Mo Lan used Divination Magic to confirm she could handle them, then followed the leads. From the Shadow Merchants' core members and main strongholds to the mercenary companies they collaborated with, local gangs, independent slaving parties, major buyers, and even competitors engaged in similar trades—all fell within her scope of elimination. It took over a full year of work before everything was…
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Sunlight struggled through the dense, overlapping layers of branches and leaves, transforming into countless slanting pillars of light, clearly visible in the hazy mist. Cool, moist air rushed against her face. The scents of moss, humus, ancient stone, and some faint floral fragrance mingled together. The forces of nature, the power of life, and the Death Force intertwined here, even more awe-inspiring than in her memories. "This is the place." Mo Lan walked slowly through this wondrous gravewoods. From…
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Mo Lan showed no mercy. For this scum whose hands were soaked in the blood of the innocent, who made their living capturing slaves — death was the only fate they deserved. Only after finishing all of this did Mo Lan walk toward the foul-smelling cells in the deepest reaches of the mine. She unlocked everyone's shackles, distributed the food and clean water she'd found in the outpost's storeroom, and then treated their injuries. "Leave this place. The sooner, the better." With that, she departed. Black…
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"I understand, child... Follow the guidance of your heart and go see this world! Take this... and stay safe on your journey!" A large mass of life essence drifted out from the trunk. Mo Lan hurriedly took out a container to catch it, then bowed deeply to the Tree of Life. Afterward, Mo Lan went to bid farewell to her close Elf friends. Polly and Celine had recovered considerably from their initial fright and were preparing to join the tribe's patrol squad, working alongside Dominic and the others to…
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