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Mage Academy: I Have Infinite Skill Points

Ye Ming transmigrated to a world of swords and magic, here there are giant dragons, elves, orcs, magical beasts, the undead… Ye Ming realized that he was a student who obtained the last place at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and was about to be expelled. “Ding, Supreme Skills System, loading……” “Ding, unknown reason, system bug has occurred……” “Fixing bug……” “Bug fixed, skill points remaining: max!” …… Looking at the skill panel that had appeared before his eyes, Ye Ming tried to click on the “+” icon behind the “Fireball” magic. “Ding! Your Fireball has improved, currently Level 6.” “Ding! Your Fireball has improved, currently Level 7.” “Ding! Your Fireball has improved, currently Level 8.” “Ding! Your Fireball has improved, currently Level 9.”...... “Congratulations on your self-taught mastery, you have understood the “Laws of Blasting Fire’, your Fireball has evolved to become Forbidden Spell: Dark Sun Blast!” Looking at the enormous fireball that was as deep and dark as a black hole floating before him, Ye Ming smiled and started going crazy on his skill points…… The next day, Ye Ming dragged his exhausted body to the wizardry academy library. He knew that he had to learn new skills now. Because~ the skills that he’d learned before all became forbidden spells! He tried to light a fire for a barbeque and almost blasted away the entire academy!

Half-Fated Sir · Fantasy
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358 Chs

Controlling a Mage

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Only a Divine Artifact could have helped achieve that. There were four in total, and none of the Sage Tier Mage had acquired them. They only knew of Stupa as the Summit from the records.

Inside the Juncture—

The Dark Magic had almost depleted. Lin Ming advanced. As a safeguard, he activated the Vajra Patra to protect himself. With the Stupa, Lin Ming needn't worry about using up his magic power. He needed to keep his guard up in such an unsafe place.

The secret chamber must have been sealed for long. As Lin Ming entered, a rotten smell rushed straight to his nose. Lin Ming winced. Flame burst out from his skin, lighting up the room. In the center of the chamber was a throne, and on it was a man in a black robe sitting on it. Judging at his limp appearance, it should be dead. Lin Ming looked around, and nothing else was in there.