The Bizarre Wizarding World-Chapter 228 - 176: Dislike Fighting (4k)_2

At this moment, even with his Ultimate Knight's acute hearing, he could only catch some fragmented sounds.

But this was already abnormal enough...

After pondering for a moment, Colin cast Defensive Witchcraft on himself, then suddenly stood up and walked towards the door of the Meditation Room, pushing it open with one swift move.

As he opened the door, the sounds suddenly became clear.

The noise of buildings being destroyed... screams...

It seemed that a fierce battle was erupting not far away!

"Master!"

A voice came from the side. Renee was already waiting outside the door of the Meditation Room.

"What's happened?" Colin asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know." Renee shook her head, "Not long ago, there was a loud noise nearby, accompanied by dazzling light..."

Colin felt a chill in his heart and strode towards the top floor.

The cool night breeze fluttered his hair, fully revealing his stern face.

Boom!

A bright light erupted, forcing him to squint his eyes... If he remembered correctly, the light came from the middle of Cromi Street, next to Lit Street.

By the light, he could see many Wizards with formidable magic power rushing towards Cromi Street!

One of those figures, a Witch wreathed in ice crystals, seemed familiar—it was the Third Rank Wizard he had seen at the Teaching Castle of his School.

Moments later, the light began to fade, and only then did the shock wave arrive belatedly, making his Wizard Robe flutter noisily.

Then, darkness enveloped the world once more.

After standing on the rooftop for a while longer, the disturbance at Cromi Street gradually ceased, and Colin went downstairs with his confusion.

The next day.

Before Colin could leave to inquire about specifics, Lillian took the initiative to visit.

"Did you hear all the commotion last night?" Lillian asked.

Colin nodded and asked, "Senior Lillian, what exactly happened last night?"

"Divine Believers," Lillian answered succinctly, "Remember the tragedy on Lit Street more than two months ago?"

"Last night, the remaining believers were located and eradicated."

"I see," Colin nodded.

"I came to you precisely because of this matter," Lillian added.

Then, with a serious expression, she looked at Colin and asked:

"Do you wish to join the Alus Association?"

"The Supreme Council has issued a new decree today, concerning the counterattack against the Divine. The Tin Saint School has responded to the call, and if you are willing to travel to the far seas in the south, you automatically qualify to participate in the Alus Association... Our faction treats everyone equally."

Colin was slightly taken aback, not expecting such a turn of events.

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But the next second, he shook his head and looked at the glowing Golden Paper in front of him, declining Lillian's kindness.

"Sorry, Senior Lillian, I really don't like to fight... So I won't be participating in the Alus Association."

Attending the Alus Association might seem tempting, but for Colin now, it wasn't so necessary anymore.

Time flies, and it's already been over two months; he was close to pushing the Tin Ring Meditation Method to its limit... According to the progress in this period, in about ten days, he should truly reach the limit.

Besides, the other witchcrafts that had not been Limit Broken had also been trained to their limits.

This meant that, in ten days, he could start cultivating the Talent Seed, attempting to advance to an Official Wizard!

It may seem fast, but it was actually quite normal... After all, two months for Colin was already considered a long period of time.

Before, he had pushed the Tin Saint Meditation Method to its limit, broke through the limit, trained to the limit again, and then broke through the limit... Such a cycle only took him three months to reach the golden stage.

Now, he only needed to push the Tin Ring Meditation Method to a single limit... Even with the increase in difficulty, three months was more than enough!

So, choosing to attend the Alus Association at this point would undoubtedly be a case of missing the forest for the trees.

Moreover, from what he learned later, the Alus Association didn't only have benefits. Just the information that recovering the temporarily forgotten witchcraft would need at least half a year was something he found hard to accept...

Lillian was somewhat surprised.

She hadn't expected that Colin would still refuse the Alus Association even though he was now qualified to join.

The words Colin had said when he didn't change his mentor back then, now seemed not just empty words to reassure her.

Junior Colin... perhaps really didn't like to fight.

She didn't feel any contempt for Colin's decision.

Everyone has a different personality, their own way of living - why interfere?

In fact, she even envied Colin a bit... Having grown up amidst constant strife, she had long since grown tired of it.

The responsibility weighing on her shoulders compelled her to strive...

Regaining her composure, Lillian nodded at Colin and said,

"Since you don't wish to participate in the Alus Association, remember to thoroughly master your own knowledge before attempting to cultivate the Talent Seed."

"You must remember—" Lillian's expression was stern, "cultivating the Talent Seed, planting it, catalyzing its growth to open the Spirit Sea, bearing the Talent Fruit, is a complete process!"

"Once begun, you cannot stop. You either succeed in advancing or suffer great damage to your vitality..."

"I understand," Colin nodded.

After learning of Colin's thoughts, Lillian stood up to say goodbye.

After bidding farewell to Lillian, Colin returned to the Meditation Room, continuing his practice!

So it was.

Time flew, and before long, ten days had passed.

On this morning.

In the residence on Li Ye Sacred Street.

In the Meditation Room on the second floor, Colin opened his eyes and summoned the Golden Paper.

The next moment, a clear smile appeared on his face.

He had successfully mastered the Tin Ring Meditation Method to its limit!

The next step was to use the Foolishness Scepter to downgrade all his other skills!

But this undoubtedly posed a problem—if he were to cast the Fireball Technique, an Attack Witchcraft, with the power boosted by the Foolishness Scepter.

How could he find a place to dispel such immense power without causing too much commotion?

Might he need to go outside?

After a moment of hesitation, Colin made up his mind and headed down to the basement.

If he did not seek perfection all at once and took more time,

casting the Wizard's power-enhanced Fireball with the Scepter of Foolishness, just a little bit at a time, his home's basement should barely be able to withstand it.

Standing in the center of the basement, Colin stretched out his right hand and summoned the Foolishness Scepter.

Moments later, the glow of witchcraft illuminated the basement one after another.

Hiss.

Dark Cone Bullets streaked through the air.

Boom!

An orange-red Fireball was carefully controlled as it scorched an iron target.

As the witchcraft was cast again and again, Colin keenly felt his understanding of his own witchcraft gradually diminishing.

And so, five more days passed, and he had finally pushed all the witchcraft he had learned to their limits!

In fact, by the second morning, he had already downgraded all his witchcraft and skills by one level.

The reason it took another three days was because he needed to bring the witchcraft that hadn't simply dropped to 100/100 but to 99/100 or 98/100, back up to 100/100.

The process was somewhat tedious, but regardless.

Finally, the day had come, and everything was ready!

This morning, as dawn faintly broke.

In the master bedroom, on the wide bed.

Having enjoyed a comfortable night's sleep, adjusting his body and mind to the best state, Colin slowly opened his eyes.

He threw back the warm grey covers and slowly sat up.

Golden light seeped through the gaps in the deep grey curtains, preventing the room from being completely dark and instead cast it in a dim light.

Turning his head to the right, Colin's mind stirred.

The next second, the thick grey curtains by the wall automatically drew open to both sides.

Sunlight, carried by the unique morning breeze, poured in, causing Colin to squint slightly as his spirit rallied.

Having reached the limit of the Tin Ring Meditation Method the previous night,

he couldn't remember the last time he had slept in like this...

"Huuh—"

Exhaling a breath of stale air, he felt the blood coursing through his limbs, his body gradually awakening with vigorous energy...

Colin smiled to himself.

'Nothing could be better than this.'

He got out of bed, stepped into the Meditation Room, and prepared to advance!