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Chapter 495: Chapter 259: Sky City

”And among them, the largest and most magic-rich main city, its Core Tower’s Tower Master is the Great Wizard Cassandra, and it is also where the Crystal Tower is located...”

Ron’s eyes flickered with a hint of interest.

The formation of a phantom is a crucial step for Dark Sun Wizards to advance to Great Wizards.

How this process works, what conditions are needed, and what special techniques are involved are things he doesn’t yet know.

”While these Tower Masters enjoy supreme status, they also bear unavoidable responsibilities.”

Reynolds continued to explain, drawing a complex circle in the air with his hand to indicate:

”Through the Core Tower, they regulate the flow of magic and purify the polluted energy continuously seeping from the Abyss.”

His expression became serious:

”Without their constant purification, the entire Central Lands would soon be eroded by the Abyss, turning into a twisted wasteland.”

Ron nodded thoughtfully, the outline of the distant city reflected in his pupils:

”So, the prosperity of the Central Lands is, in some way, related to its proximity to the Abyss?”

”A clever deduction, indeed, although it is only one of the important reasons,” Reynolds looked at him approvingly:

”But also because of the proximity to the Abyss, the concentration of magic here far exceeds that of the outside world, nurturing countless prodigies. Of course, risks and opportunities coexist...”

His gaze became profound, as if glimpsing some unknown dangers:

”Pollution and gifts are like two sides of the same coin.

The greatest prodigies are often the most easily tempted by the Abyss.

History is rife with genius wizards who went astray, ultimately becoming apostles of the Abyss.”

Ron noted this warning silently, yet his heart was filled with intense curiosity about that ”gift” from the Abyss.

Pollution and power, danger and opportunity, these were the topics he had always pondered.

How to acquire power while avoiding danger, how to transform pollution for personal use, these are the core elements of the ”Melting Furnace Concept.”

”This explains why the proportion of extraordinary races here is so high.”

Ron pulled his thoughts back, his gaze sweeping over the diverse architectures of Dawn Harbor.

There were shell-like structures designed obviously for aquatic races, platforms prepared for flying races, and some buildings whose shapes defied human aesthetics and logic.

Reynolds nodded, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth:

”Indeed, the fringe ports are the most prosperous yet chaotic areas, where nearly all the extraordinary races from the Main World congregate.”

Like a well-informed local guide, he pointed to different areas of the port:

”The area shimmering with a pearly glow is the aquatic district, with buildings equipped with water channels;

In the distance, the hive-like area is the sky races’ settlement;

Near the mist-covered cliffs is the Dwarven forge district, tirelessly producing all kinds of extraordinary materials.”

A look of nostalgia passed through his eyes:

”When I first arrived in the Central Lands, I bought my first ritual dagger in the Dwarf District, and it still serves me to this day.”

Ron nodded nonchalantly, but deep inside, he was already analyzing the more crucial changes.

He could clearly feel the unusual activity of the ”Star Projection” trait, a unique ability originating from the Primordial Wizard, thriving in such a high magic concentration environment.

It’s like a parched traveler suddenly plunging into a spring, with every cell greedily absorbing the energy nectar.

His magic recovery rate had increased at least threefold, even unbeknownst to him; the quality of magic power had refined to another level.

The subtle change was like alcohol fermentation, both intoxicating and keeping at the edge of reason.

However, this change was both delightful and subtly dangerous.

The rapid energy accumulation could lead to damage to magic pathways or instability in energy structures, like forcing too much water into a delicate glass container, which may break from internal pressure at any moment.

Ron quickly constructed a temporary energy buffer network inside him, like weaving an intricate spider web, channeling the excess magic into it to prevent the magic pool from overexpansion.

This technique requires extremely precise Spiritual Control, but for someone who had nearly reached mastery in ”Magic Construction,” it was already second nature to him.

”I previously mentioned ’Magic Overload,’ and you might be about to experience it soon.”

Reynolds, observing Ron’s subtle reaction, looked at him with a hint of concern in his eyes:

”Even for Official Wizards, it requires an adaptation period upon first arriving in the Central Lands.

I suggest you maintain low-intensity magic operation in the initial days, allowing your body and spirit to gradually acclimate to this high concentration environment.”

”When you feel the magic tide of that Sky City, you will understand what I mean by ’high concentration.’”

His voice became dreamy:

”There, magic flows like a solid substance, forming a multicolored auroral curtain.

At certain moments, you can even see molecules surging with the magic tide, the entire sky becoming a flowing painting, breathtakingly beautiful.”

Ron slightly nodded:

”I have already felt some anomalies; my body’s magic pool is like an over-inflated balloon, continually drawing in more air.”

”This is actually a good sign, indicating your Constitution and spiritual structure are robust enough to endure the initial impact.”

Reynolds patted Ron’s shoulder, his tone becoming light and humorous: