28 Visiting the Tower of Trials again

Demas's face lit up with a smile as he prepared to delve deeper into his explanation.

"The skills we acquire are imprinted in our minds the moment we obtain them," Demas began.

"Take the Fireball, for example. Its image is that of a small flame that appears before casting the spell. However, by adding an incantation, you can enhance the power of the skill."

To illustrate his point, Demas conjured a fireball the size of a handball without using an incantation. He made sure everyone had a clear view of it before extinguishing the flame.

Then, with a flourish of his hand, Demas added an incantation.

"Oh flame, heed my call and manifest to consume my enemy!" he chanted.

In an instant, a fireball materialized before their eyes, this time much larger than before, resembling a basketball in size.

The difference in power was evident with just one look, and the students' eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Wow!"

"That's amazing!"

"Impressive!"

Whispers of awe filled the room as the skeptical ones became curious and eager to learn more about magic casting.

Demas clapped his hands twice to regain their attention before speaking.

"Follow me to the training ground," he instructed.

With eagerness, the students rose from their seats and followed their teacher to the spacious training area enclosed by a transparent dome.

Demas stepped onto one of the many platforms present and demonstrated the next skill. First, he conjured a flare without an incantation, then proceeded to create another one with an incantation.

"Flames, become a fervent mercy that concentrates all the chaos of good and purifies, becoming equal," Demas recited, his index finger spelling out the incantation.

The flames burst into existence with impressive speed, creating a fiery explosion upon hitting the ground, covering an area of 5 meters, as opposed to the previous 3 meters.

"Children of Ice, children of Snow, lend me your breath. Freeze my enemies with your ferocious icy breath!" Demas swiftly moved on to the next skill, using the index finger of his left hand to cast the spell.

He unleashed White Breath, a powerful ice skill exclusive to the first rank. The burst of cold air devoured a radius of 5 meters, instantly covering the platform in frost.

The students couldn't contain their excitement, realizing that their teacher was a Dual Mage, capable of using two different elements simultaneously.

Demas waved his hand, activating the platform's automatic repair function to undo the damage caused by the spells.

"As you can see, adding an incantation amplifies the power of your skills," Demas explained, addressing those still skeptical about the worth of incantations.

"Magic casting is essential, and with practice, you can cast spells in less than a second."

He emphasized the importance of the three steps in magic casting: Image, Incantation, and Casting.

"Use your imagination to modify the image of your skills, create the spell through incantation, and release it through casting. This process is vital and will elevate your skills to a higher level."

The students nodded, some already attempting to follow in their teacher's footsteps, realizing that it was not as easy as it seemed.

"Take your time, let's start slowly," Demas cautioned those eager to rush. "History is not made in one day."

Meanwhile, in another location, Noah made his way towards the Tower of trials, lost in thought. He had no regrets about his decision. Knowledge could be acquired at any time, and he had the support of his father and the system. Wasting time was not something Noah desired.

Once he had organized his thoughts, Noah decided to test the capabilities of the system.

"System!" he called out silently in his mind, and the familiar, emotionless voice responded.

"Yes, host. What question do you have for me?" the voice answered.

Noah frowned, realizing he had forgotten to customize the system's voice, something he believed was possible.

"Can you change your voice?" he asked.

"Affirmative. Which one would you prefer? Male or female?" the system replied, asking for Noah's choice.

"Female, please," Noah requested.

"Understood! Switching voice to a female one..." the system confirmed.

"Greetings, Master!" the system greeted Noah with its newly changed voice.

"Good," Noah nodded in satisfaction. The voice may still be emotionless, but the change to a female voice was preferable. He didn't need a system with emotions; he just needed its support.

"Now, tell me, if I remember correctly, you mentioned that the system can give missions depending on the situation. Is that correct?" Noah asked, finally getting to the point.

"Affirmative," the system confirmed.

Noah's grin widened as he received the answer he wanted, and it sounded pleasing to his ears.

"That's good to know!" Noah said with a grin, revealing his fangs. The confirmation from the system gave him the courage to proceed with his plans. Otherwise, he might have turned back and returned to his room.

Noah hummed happily as he walked toward his destination, the magnificent Tower that soared above the clouds. He had come to enter it once again, but this time his purpose was to train and increase his strength before the upcoming challenges.

"Let's grind some experience and earn some gold coins," Noah said, his excitement evident on his face. With a wide grin, he entered the Tower, ready to embark on his journey.

As he stepped inside, an overwhelming sense of anticipation washed over him. The towering structure held countless opportunities for growth and advancement. Noah couldn't help but feel a surge of determination and eagerness to push his limits.

The interior of the Tower was vast, with multiple floors filled with various creatures and challenges. It was a place where the students sought to hone their skills and gain power.

Noah wasted no time and began his ascent after he entered the Tower of Trials, naturally he appeared on the first floor.