Boom!

A thick lightning bolt, carrying the scorching smell of sulfur, struck the ground, blasting a bowl-sized pit in the gray rock beneath his feet.

Jeming remained unmoved, with the Earth Element Shield on his body as stable as a mountain, absorbing the violent current completely.

In front of him, a Thunderstorm Beetle over five meters tall, its body covered in a black carapace, was angrily shrieking, once again gathering blinding electric arcs in its mouth.

"Beasts can only rely on brute force or simple corrosive, venomous attacks. Only creatures that can directly manipulate Elemental Power can be called Magical Beasts."

Jeming looked up at the thunderstorm gathering above, recalling the relevant knowledge: "Their attack methods are more complex, more powerful, and their mastery of energy is more exquisite, making their combat prowess far surpass ordinary beasts."

This Thunderstorm Beetle Magical Beast in front of him was a typical example; it could not only release powerful lightning, but its hard shell could also resist physical impact, making it a rather tricky foe for a Wizard Apprentice.

However, for Jeming, it was merely the best target to test his Talisman Witchcraft.

The Thunderstorm Beetle Magical Beast charged again, its six sturdy legs leaving deep marks on the ground.

Jeming didn't retreat, a slight shake of his wrist activated the Attack-type Talisman Witchcraft in an instant.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Three high-explosive Fireballs, with a sharp whistling that tore through the air, accurately struck the joints of the Magical Beast.

Each explosion caused its massive body to tremble violently, and its charge halted in agony, letting out angry but pained howls.

Jeming seized the opportunity, with a slight twist of his Moving Talisman Witchcraft, he ghost-like moved to the side of the Magical Beast, launching several continuous fireballs to precisely strike the relatively soft abdomen under its shell.

The violent Fire Element instantly blew several charred holes in the abdomen of the Magical Beast, with the scorching flames even seeping inside, severing its limbs.

The Thunderstorm Beetle Magical Beast let out its final wail, collapsing to the ground, the lightning on its body extinguished along with it.

The battle, from start to finish, took less than ten seconds, and Jeming didn't even break a sweat.

He put away the Talisman Witchcraft, walked forward, and used Alchemy and Deciphering Skills to scan the remains of the Thunderstorm Beetle Magical Beast, discovering an organ inside condensed with the essence of lightning.

He skillfully extracted it, placing it in a large backpack made of beast hide nearby.

"This bag is almost full too. It seems that I have to find a way to get some Spatial Rings when I get back."

In the Wizard World, knowledge related to space is quite advanced, requiring at least a Third Level Wizard to start learning.

However, since there are many people, various spatial equipment and skills are not uncommon.

Just like the training ground in Jeming's laboratory, which he spent a lot of money to have someone help expand the internal space.

In the academy, small spatial equipments like space bags are numerous. Although they are expensive, Jeming can still afford them.

The only problem is, due to different spatial constants in different planes, such spatial equipment can only be used in a single or specific few planes.

Once taken to other planes, if you're lucky, they just won't open; if unlucky, space distortion might occur, swallowing the user in the moment they enter the plane.

Under normal circumstances, the highest level of spatial equipment is only applicable to planes that the Wizard Civilization has already conquered and recorded; going to unknown planes would still pose risks.

However, the Spatial Ring Jeming spoke of is an exception.

The requirements for making it are extremely high, requiring at least a Sixth Level Wizard, but its effect is excellent.

The entire ring internally fixes a portion of the rules, maintaining internal space stability no matter where it goes.

Correspondingly, this item is ridiculously expensive.

The most troublesome part is, because its manufacture is extremely difficult with a high failure rate, under normal circumstances, there's no stock even if there's purchasing authority.

"Professor Clark seems to be a Sixth Level Wizard; I wonder if he has any connections... I'll ask him when I get back, hoping he knows a Space Mage."

While contemplating, Jeming suddenly noticed a blue-glowing Points Card lying quietly next to the beast's corpse.

He bent down to pick it up: "This level of Magical Beast already has a Points Card? Its points seem quite high; I'm quite lucky."

He didn't pay much attention, directly putting it in his pocket.

For him, points are just a byproduct; the practical data from the Talisman Witchcraft and the rare materials from this plane are the core.

At this moment, Jeming suddenly looked up in a specific direction, sensing a violent elemental fluctuation emanating from there.

It wasn't the scattered energy shock, but the mixed aura of large-scale witchcraft and Magical Beast clashes.

He mobilized his Moving Talisman Witchcraft, flying towards that location swiftly.

Stopping just as he got close, he landed behind a giant red Crystal Ore, activating the Deciphering Skill from afar, extending his Spiritual Power.

Through the undulating rocky hills and dense red crystal forest, he "saw" that battlefield.

A group of Wizard Apprentices were locked in a fierce battle with a gigantic Fire Elemental Magical Beast, entirely composed of pure flames and magma.

The beast stood ten meters tall, each step causing the ground to tremble, each attack inciting a frenzy of surrounding Fire Elementals.

In terms of destructive power, although this beast hadn't reached the level of a First Level Wizard, it still surpassed the level of a Third Level Wizard Apprentice, making the apprentices struggle considerably.

From a distance, Jeming observed the apprentices' battle, counting about twelve or thirteen of them, spread out but able to cover each other, clearly having undergone team formation and simple tactical arrangements.

As Jeming watched, just in time, an apprentice unleashed numerous ice cones, shooting them at the Magical Beast.

"Ice Magic suppression... hmm, this apprentice's Ice Cone Skill condenses rather quickly," Jeming assessed silently.

"But it lacks continuity; its impact on this Fire Elemental Magical Beast is but a drop in the ocean."

A tall, skinny apprentice jumped out, brandishing a Magic Wand, unleashing a high-pressure water column composed of pure Water Element, accurately hitting the head of the Fire Elemental Magical Beast.

"Not bad, considering the Water Element is suppressed in this environment, being able to achieve this effect shows decent Spiritual Power control. But the Water Arrow Technique's attack power is too low, and its release frequency is just as inadequate."

Jeming couldn't help but shake his head.

These wizards seemed to be promising combat elites, their Witchcraft Models likely purchased directly.

The reason such construction methods are called a heretical path by wizards is because Witchcraft Models built this way require casting time when used, and in terms of burst and continuity, they fall short compared to Witchcraft Models constructed through diligent study and self-development; this is considered a major flaw of constructing others' Witchcraft Models.

Like the Alchemy and Deciphering Skill Jeming currently wielded, executed with spontaneity, akin to the natural control of breathing, with virtually no casting time.

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