Mage Manual-Chapter 1458 - 1063: Hell’s Void Wings (2)

It’s like an island without quality timber, where people are forever unable to build ships capable of long voyages, spending their lives confined to the island, no matter how much development takes place, it’s just like a festival in a snail shell. For mortals, a Divine Being is equivalent to a ship, which can help them reach other places with more resources, making civilization explosively grow and develop.

The Divine Lord keeps all beings confined within the six nations, granting them peace, but also taking away their future. Such matters are neither right nor wrong, just like you can’t judge gravity; for the past 1668 years, the Divine Lord has been the rule of the world.

But in the future, ambiguous justice will be defined, and there will only be one standard left in the world: the will of the Supreme of Magic!

At this moment, the refinery bottle produced a potion speckled with starlight.

"Ultra-large Knowledge Essence: After drinking, it can condense a massive amount of Void Wings."

Death Mad said, "Drinking this bottle is enough to condense the first tier of Hell’s Void Wings, and there will even be extra."

Ash felt incredulous, "It’s that simple?"

He had only been in Hell for one day, and he reached the minimum clearance standard?

Death Mad poked him with a magic wand, "This contains the lifelong accumulation of thirteen demigods, and the crystal core of a whole group of Rain Demons. Had it not automatically dissipated quite a bit over nearly a week, it certainly could have refined into knowledge essence that directly condenses two tiers of Void Wings."

Ash pretended to casually grab the magic wand, but his fingers passed right through Death Mad’s hand. Death Mad sneered at Ash with a slightly upturned mouth, displaying the expression of knowing what you’re up to as soon as you’re up to it.

She spat out the burnt cigarette butt, which happened to sear Ash’s hand, but before it hit the ground, it vanished without a trace. She could do anything to Ash, but he could never touch her.

Then she lit another cigarette and said, "Drink the essence, don’t worry about Sonia and the others missing out. Later, we’ll loot a few more outposts; all of you should have no problem achieving double Void Wings."

"That’s the fun of harvesting civilization," she chuckled, "The resources of an entire civilization used to nurture a few people. What you should worry about is whether you have the time to digest this vast accumulation."

Ash nodded and drank the knowledge essence in a single gulp. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

He felt his heart hammer intensely, and then he was engulfed in pain as if his body were smashed into countless fragments by an iron hammer, or torn into pieces. Yet as the knowledge essence flowed, the shattered parts reassembled, the excruciating mental pain instantly replaced by the supreme pleasure of soul reconstitution, and due to the reconstruction, the knowledge essence fully merged into his soul, becoming his power.

Luckily he was a soul body rather than a soul body descending. Within a mere second, he experienced extreme pain and extreme pleasure; the intense physiological reaction made Ash clasp his arms and gasp heavily, ears turning a soft pink, nearly unable to stand upright.

Death Mad eyed him askance, casually saying, "You could try drinking the knowledge essence with the girls, and maybe you’ll have a crazy night... but it’s also possible the girls will beat you up out of shyness."

"I would never do that!" Ash grumbled, spreading his right hand, and a series of Void Wings unfolded on his back! Silver Void Wings, Golden Illusion Wings, Rainbow Wings, Sword-colored Wings, Tail-like Brilliant Sword Wings, and a Flame Prison Wing as black as ink and covered with four-colored cracks!

This was the mage’s fifth Void Wing, Hell’s Void Wings!

In just one night, he condensed the first tier of Prison Wings!

Though the first tier of Prison Wings was just entry-level, capable of stacking up to six tiers or even infinite, in the literal sense, he could already be considered a formal demigod mage!

"As expected, your Prison Wings are multicolored," Death Mad said.

"Multicolored?"

"The Essence you used to condense Prison Wings allocates feather attributes based on your Magic Realm," Death Mad said. "And your swordsmanship, time, truth, and soul faction are almost evenly matched, with maybe a little more swordsmanship, hence your Prison Wings’ colors are nearly evenly divided, unable to specialize in any one category."

"Though a demigod’s Prison Wings are almost impossible to be a pure color, they’re usually one primary and one secondary color, ignoring other mixed colors. But with you advancing four colors, theoretically, your wings should be four times as long as other demigods’, your single magic power can only reach others’ same level."

"Isn’t it because of your Bonds System, making me share magic experience with others, that led to four-color progress?" Ash also felt helpless, "Actually, I don’t need that many magic factions, swordsmanship is basically enough."

Death Mad glanced at him, "We didn’t expect you could actually raise all the bonds. In our initial conception, besides having a Bond 4 with Sonia, the others should be Bond 2."

"Even if you don’t like Sonia, but like Diya, like Weiser, or even like Vishi, it should be one primary, three secondary. Your magic would have a primary color and wouldn’t interfere with your Prison Wings’ condensation. But now..." speaking of this, Death Mad also felt helpless.

Ash scratched his face in slight embarrassment, "It’s not that amazing..."

Death Mad wasn’t aiming to flick a cigarette butt this time; she wanted to spit directly at him, "Do you think I’m praising you?!"