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Gravity Mage with Level-Up System

In the age of interstellar exploration, three hundred years ago, Mage explorers from the yellow river planet took their first step towards outer space. It was a joyous event for every mage on that planet, yet unfortunately, space is dominated by other races. The Peak level Mage from the Yellow River Planet was the weakest power in existence among other outer space races. It's a cruel reality for everyone. From then on, every mage from the Yellow River Planet began to increase their power level by consuming outer space resources. Then they constantly researched, upgraded the power level system and tried to pave the way for the next generation of space explorers. Now, our MC Vincent Carey's ambition is to be the next generation of space explorers. How is he going to increase his strength and compete among other races to get resources? How is the unknown little yellow river planet going to be known and feared by others? --- To find out further, read my new novel and support it with the power stones. Current Plan- 7Chaps/ Week. Target- 200 PS/ Week - 14Chaps/Week --- Support me via: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/AravindS9356 https://www.paypal.me/AravindS9356 --- Disclaimer: Fantasy and Fictional Story. Society is similar to Modern-day Earth.

Aravind_S · 奇幻
分數不夠
1165 Chs

The Transformation Hall Wizards' unwavering resolve

From MC's Perspective:

The forbidden area, a secluded, shadowy corner of the building, loomed before me. A hushed murmur emanated from the gathering of wizard students, their eyes fixed on a specific point. As I approached, their gazes shifted towards me, a ripple of excitement and anticipation washing over their faces.

"Vincent's here!" one of them exclaimed, breaking the silence.

A commotion erupted. The crowd parted, revealing a circle of students, their expressions a mix of curiosity, apprehension, and a hint of malice. I sighed inwardly, realizing they had followed the Transformation Wizards.

"Quiet!" a voice boomed, restoring order. No one dared to speak ill in front of Vincent, but the undercurrent of anticipation was palpable.

Ignoring the whispers, I stepped forward. There, in the center of the circle, stood the Transformation Wizards, Alex and Damon. Their eyes were fixed on a particular spot, their faces etched with a determined glint.