The scale of fire

"Fire is the greatest weapon, something that only the strongest are destined to use. If you have arrived here it is because you have the resistance to deserve it, if you have been able to survive in the midst of the flames you will not be afraid of your potential, if You have faced the experts in its use you will know how versatile it can be, if you have survived the inhabitants of fire your path will be long and extensive, and if you have gained the merits among those who share its nature the path of flame will be bright For you, put your hands on the scales and let the fire give you its reward."

A ball of red energy the size of a watermelon hit me in the belly. I had become accustomed to the effects of these impacts, but they were still a little surprising...

""Fire mana affinity was created. 1/43100"

"Congratulations on completing the main fire mana core."

"Congratulations on completing the hidden quests in the room of the air 4/4 completed" 

"Congratulations to the player for being the first to defeat three bosses of the elemental plane of fire during the tutorial"

"Congratulations on being the first player with thirteen cores of level 3 or higher in the tutorial"

Mana Core Fire, Level 5. 1/70000

Throwing a jet of flames was not a difficult task, as was controlling the general temperature in the environment; however, finding the combination to throw a fireball was more complicated and required a lot of trial and error.

"Congratulations to the player for creating the level 3 fireball magic skill. Fireball 1/500"

With the unique and heroic abilities that I had acquired, channeling mana was much more effective, and consumption was also reduced by half... My character was currently being built much more on the basis of a classic magician than a warrior. The truth is. that for someone without combat skills or instincts, the overwhelming power of magic was a good option...

I used a rift to get to the statue room. I think she was looking at me proudly; I even think he seemed to be about to speak. However, he didn't say anything, so after resting and meditating a little, I decided to face the last test of the tutorial, ice magic.

What skills would the other 2000 players have obtained? Would they have made it that far? He knew that he had been the only one to kill the three bosses...

The power of fire was very versatile and destructive; I understood why the fanatics would choose that energy as their first option; however, it still had gaps; water, air, and stone were much more solid and difficult to block, fire included. Magma explosions only required good defense...

The ice tunnel was bluish white, and just upon entering the hallway, the marble itself radiated coldness... a little mist expanded with each breath.

Starting with the first torch, the temperature dropped a little more; this process increased every 5 torches...

25 degrees... 20 degrees...5 degrees... -5 degrees... At this point, the cold was getting into my bones, and between the cloak, the armor and all the objects I was carrying, I felt, to some extent, warm. When the temperature reached -20, my teeth were chattering, and moving forward was painful as the air reaching my lungs was too cold...

I didn't need to suffer much, so without thinking much, I took the minor cold resistance potion. The thermal sensation relaxed me. By my calculations, the temperature continued to drop until it reached minus 50 degrees...

As with many other tests in the sanctuary, the start was a matter of stamina. It is true that I could have avoided a lot by using some fire magic, but at this moment, it was an unnecessary waste of energy.

A side corridor opened a little further forward. I did not detect anything alive, nothing worrying. I began to walk down the corridor until a wall of ice blocked my progress. It was about five centimeters thick. I hit it with my palm. Just to check the hardness. The ice wall was not only sturdy, but touching it left a numb feeling in my hand...

What would have happened if I hadn't taken the potion? I retreated a couple of meters, and threw a wind blade... I managed to cut the wall, and this one finally crumbled into pieces; however, the next one was even thicker...

The thickness of the walls increased to the point that my blades only left deep scars, but they did not pierce them the first time. I could accumulate several to break the walls, but it seemed inefficient to me.

Throwing fireballs in a small space did not seem like the best option to me. I did not doubt that the waves from the explosions could damage the walls, but the heat of the fire itself would disperse quickly...

Being creative, I concentrated a flame in my fist that enveloped it, and I concentrated it so much that the flame was a deep blue (after many trials, I realized that my own mana could not harm me). I hit the wall with all my strength. While the energy of the concentrated fire was at the forefront... I did not calculate correctly, thinking that the wall would break; however, I went through it cleanly, leaving a 50-centimeter hole around my arm...

It wasn't what I expected, but it was progress... finally I concentrated the same type of blue flames in my palms and managed to melt the following walls, no matter how thick they were...

It was more a matter of patience than anything else.

Finally, I reached what was the bottom of the tunnel, and I was able to pick up a snowflake-shaped pendant, assuming that this was the token, the first of the tests had concluded, although they were not difficult if you had the resources or skills to do so. Moving forward, all the tests in all the corridors were intended to instill in you a teaching, a way or consequence of manipulating the corresponding energy.

I returned to the main hallway, and although the temperature was freezing, it was still bearable. My potion still had about 10 minutes of effect left...

The next thing I found was a door... I had no desire to meet the merchant again, nor to repeat a process as tedious as the stairs of the flame tests...

On the other side of the door, an ascending corridor awaited me. I had to go in for more than 5 kilometers to reach an open-sky area. It is as if a map had been unlocked, an area, which required a long screen of burden.

He had gone out through a cave into what looked like a Nordic forest, and snow, not very heavy, fell incessantly...

Chilling howls were heard in the middle of the snowy forest. A pack of wolves...

But who said I had to fight a fair fight with the hungry wolves on foot and with my spear? I flew towards the sky until I was a little above the treetops...

With a look around, I was able to get an overview of the area. The forest was in a valley, surrounded by steep cliffs of rock, ice and snow. To my right, about 300 meters away, I could see the advance of a pack.

The herd must have had more than 20 individuals; the white-gray fur, large jaws with fangs, and height of 1 and a half meters, transformed them into a spectacle worth seeing...

The wolves were advancing towards my position. At the head of the group was a winter wolf with a particularly cruel expression that looked in my direction... The following moments surprised me with the intelligence, daring and creativity of the creature... far from giving up on a prey that he couldn't reach on the ground, he began to create ice steps in the trees to help him on his way to the tops...

It is true that even if I kept a safe distance, seeing twenty wolves standing firmly in the treetops was still unusual...

They approached, slowly but surely, drawing a semicircle in the formation...

While the entire pack took positions, the largest wolf, the one that seemed most cruel, the alpha male, approached, creating bases of ice between the trees.

His control of the ice mana must be very fine and intuitive, as if it were part of his nature, since these supports were created instantly just below where he intended to place his paws.

When he thought he couldn't marvel me anymore, the wolf howled and growled...the problem is that I understood what he was saying...

"If only humans understood us, they could help us... but they only serve as food and they see us as beasts to be hunted."

"How can I help you?" I barked, roared, or something like that…

The ears of the Alpha and the rest of the pack went up at the same time...

"You understand us...?"