"Matrix, begin analyzing the spell model for *Dark Tides,*" Merlin instructed.
Feeling the immense mental strength coursing through him, Merlin wasted no time. He activated the matrix system to deconstruct and analyze the complex model of the *Dark Tides* spell. This second-level black magic was significantly more intricate than the first-level *Darklight Domain,* but for the matrix's unparalleled computational capabilities, it was a manageable challenge. Soon, several stable variations of the spell model were generated.
Merlin, familiar with the process, selected the most stable model that also aligned seamlessly with his existing *Darklight Domain* and *Dark Mist* spell models. Compatibility was critical when advancing as a spellcaster. Higher-tier spells demanded cohesion with lower-tier spells to avoid instability, which could lead to catastrophic failures in the spell matrix.
This challenge was one of the reasons higher-level spellcasters were so rare. Constructing a suitable and compatible spell model became exponentially more difficult with each advancement. However, Merlin's matrix system allowed him to bypass these hurdles, enabling him to focus on crafting spells without fear of collapse.
With the optimal model chosen, Merlin began channeling the majority of his mental strength into simulating the *Dark Tides* spell in his mindscape. The process was laborious and meticulous.
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A full day passed.
Merlin's body suddenly trembled. A dark, oppressive aura emanated from him, saturating the air with an unsettling energy. A torrent of dark elements surged toward him, flooding his body.
"It's done. *Dark Tides*—the second-level black magic spell!" Merlin's eyes snapped open. Though exhaustion lingered on his face, his eyes gleamed with exhilaration. Constructing his first second-level spell marked a monumental leap in his power.
With *Dark Tides,* amplified by the *Heart of Darkness,* Merlin's offensive capabilities soared to unprecedented levels. He estimated that even fourth-level mental strength wouldn't withstand the enhanced version of *Dark Tides.* Perhaps even fifth-level mental strength would falter under its influence.
The spell was devastating. A tidal wave of dark elements would surge toward its targets, suffocating and overwhelming them with unparalleled ferocity. With the amplification from *Heart of Darkness,* its lethality was magnified further, cementing it as a cornerstone of Merlin's arsenal.
Though the success of *Dark Tides* placed him on the cusp of being a full-fledged second-level spellcaster, Merlin's ambitions didn't stop there. The road to the Cordomansila Islands, where molten soil awaited, was fraught with peril. He needed more than a single advanced spell for protection.
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**At the Tower of Myriad Books**
Merlin arrived at the library to prepare for his journey. Here, he sought additional second-level spells to fortify his arsenal. However, as he browsed the collection, he was taken aback by the costs.
"Second-level spells are this expensive?" Merlin murmured, frowning. Each spell ranged from 200 to 300 contribution points, a substantial sum even for members of the Dark Spirit Realm.
Still, these spells far surpassed those recorded in the *Tome of Vastness.* For example, *Infernal Sea,* a second-level fire spell, could engulf a vast area in a fiery inferno. Then there was *Earthward Veil,* a second-level earth spell forming a powerful defensive barrier of condensed earth elements, significantly stronger than *Guardian Glyph.* If Merlin integrated *Earthward Veil* with *Melded Earth,* its defensive capabilities would multiply by three to six times.
Other notable spells included *Zephyr Step,* a wind spell enhancing agility far beyond the capabilities of *Freedom of Wind,* and *Blazing Flash,* a lightning spell with unparalleled speed and destructive power. Finally, there was *Frozen Zone,* an ice spell capable of encasing everything within a designated area in ice. Its potency varied with the size of the zone, smaller areas yielding more devastating results.
These five second-level spells, combined with *Dark Tides,* would form the core of Merlin's future spell repertoire.
"Matrix, record these five spells: *Infernal Sea,* *Earthward Veil,* *Zephyr Step,* *Blazing Flash,* and *Frozen Zone,*" Merlin instructed.
The total cost of these spells exceeded 1,500 contribution points. Though steep, Merlin's 10,000-point reserve cushioned the expense. He resolved to acquire more points after his upcoming journey.
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**A Farewell to Master Riel**
Prepared for his expedition, Merlin approached Riel's quarters to bid his mentor farewell.
"Master Riel!" Merlin called out. The door opened slowly, revealing Riel's fatigued visage. It seemed he had been deeply engrossed in his research.
"Merlin, what is it?" Riel's voice was weary but carried a note of warmth for his prized student.
"Master, I've come to say goodbye. I'm heading to the Cordomansila Islands to seek molten soil for my *Melded Earth* magic."
Merlin explained his intentions briefly. Riel's expression darkened with concern as he listened. After a moment of silence, he said, "The molten soil you need is indeed only found there. But the Cordomansila Islands are far from the Dark Spirit Realm. If anything happens to you, I won't be able to help."
Riel's words weighed heavily on Merlin. He had always felt his mentor's care and support, even from afar. Now, embarking on a perilous journey far from the reach of the Dark Spirit Realm, he understood the gravity of the risk.
"Master, I've prepared extensively for this journey," Merlin assured him, his voice steady.
Riel studied Merlin for a long moment before nodding. "Very well. Your strength is formidable. Few fourth-level spellcasters can rival you now. However, to become a great spellcaster, you must venture into the unknown and experience the vast wonders of our world. Such journeys will shape your understanding and help you craft your own unique spells."
As Merlin turned to leave, Riel called out, "Wait three days before you depart. Come to me then. I'll prepare something for you—a life-saving tool."
With that, Riel retreated to his chambers, leaving Merlin curious about the mysterious item.
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**Three Days Later**
Merlin spent the intervening days teaching Emma, passing on valuable knowledge about spell construction. While he relied on the matrix for his own spell development, he emphasized traditional techniques for Emma to ensure she became a true spellcaster.
On the third day, Merlin arrived at Riel's quarters, anticipation flickering in his heart.
"What sort of life-saving tool has Master prepared for me?" Merlin mused as he stood outside, waiting. He had a feeling it would be something extraordinary.