Ailan had previously mentioned that in extreme situations, she could curl herself into a half-meter-sized vine ball and enter a low-energy sleep, making it very convenient to tuck into a spatial bag.
But Lilia...
Ron sighed softly, his brow furrowed.
This diligent student, despite her excellent performance, would find it difficult to follow him to the Central Lands.
Firstly, she has a personal binding relationship with the Black Mist School that she needs to formally dissolve;
Secondly, the journey to the Central Lands is full of uncertainties that he himself might not be fully prepared for, let alone having to protect an ordinary apprentice.
Moreover, although Lilia’s "Diligence Can Make Up for Incompetence" talent is precious.
It is still limited in actual combat power.
After all, she is a pure human, lacking the non-human traits of Dale and Ailan.
"I’ll have to ask Lady Allen." Ron decided:
"With Lilia’s ’Diligence Can Make Up for Incompetence’ talent and study attitude, she might become the new top of the school’s hierarchy in a few years, and it seems the lady doesn’t quite dislike her either..."
Ending his meditation, he prepared to leave the laboratory.
He quickly left the laboratory, locked the door securely, ensuring that nothing dangerous inside would leak out.
The night was deep, and the workshop was silent.
Ron returned to his room and gradually drifted into slumber amidst a thousand thoughts.
Yet, even in his dreams, thoughts about future plans continued to linger in his mind.
The next morning, as usual, Ron completed his routine meditation and bloodline activation practice.
Then spent another hour practicing the "Flowing Shield Wall" and "Ring of Radiance" spells.
The Black Mist Jungle in the morning was still shrouded in a light mist, and Ron arrived at the workshop’s training field early, beginning his daily magic practice.
This was his unchanging habit, no matter what hardships or surprises the previous day had brought, he always persisted in this as naturally as breathing.
He extended his right hand, palm facing upward, and a golden glow gradually gathered in his hand.
Initially, it was only the size of a match head, then it quickly expanded to form a ring about thirty centimeters in diameter.
The surface of the ring flowed with fine energy patterns, each line flashing with a faint yet steady light, like a flowing golden river.
"Ring of Brilliance, form transformation—Light Ball."
With Ron’s whisper, the ring suspended mid-air suddenly contracted, instantly condensing into a radiant golden sphere.
The surface of the sphere was no longer simply smooth but covered in textures like that of the sun’s surface.
Those textures continuously changed with the flow of energy, as if alive.
Ron’s forehead was slightly damp with sweat, his spiritual power concentrated to the utmost, as each form transformation demanded precise control of magic power.
"Form transformation—Light Spear."
The light ball responded to his thoughts, stretching and reshaping rapidly into a light spear about a meter long.
The spear tip was extremely sharp, gleaming with an unsettling cold light as if it could pierce any defense.
Ron maintained an even rhythm in his breathing, yet his heartbeat quietly quickened.
Each transformation consumed spiritual power, but compared to the exhausted state of a novice, he could now manage it with much more ease.
"Form transformation—Light Whip."
Under his mental guidance, the light spear quickly transformed into a flexible light whip about three meters long, dancing skillfully in the air with a slight buzzing sound.
Ron controlled the light whip to trace a graceful arc in the air, then lashed it towards the wooden stump.
"Crack!"
At the moment of contact with the wooden stump, a bright spark exploded forth.
A deep scorch mark was left on the stump, emitting a burnt woody aroma.
Ron remained expressionless, but a hint of satisfaction flickered in his eyes.
He then attempted various other forms—a light shield, light arrow, light net, and even a complete light saber.
Every form transformation became more fluid than the last, with increasingly less energy loss.
He felt the bond between himself and the Ring of Radiance magic growing ever closer, like an old friend in harmony.
This feeling is something beginners cannot comprehend; only when a spell approaches mastery can one experience this wondrous state of unison with it.
"The control of the Ring of Radiance is approaching mastery."
Ron nodded in satisfaction, feeling the light morph in his hand at will, his mouth slightly upturned before quickly returning to calm:
"However, I still need to keep increasing the transformation speed, as any delay could be fatal in real combat."
[Ring of Radiance Experience Points + 1]
[Current Progress: Ring of Radiance (Proficient 87/100)]
"Next, ’Flowing Shield Wall’."
Ron withdrew the light element, and instead summoned a translucent energy barrier.
This barrier was a pale blue, flowing around him like water, ready to withstand attacks at any moment.
"Increase intensity."
He activated the pre-set attacking golem.
The golem began hurling various objects at him—from small stones to metal darts, with increasing force and speed.
The feature of the "Flowing Shield Wall" lay in its malleability and adaptability.
Ordinary shields are usually fixed in shape and perform variably against different types of attacks.
In contrast, the "Flowing Shield Wall" can automatically adjust its density and shape according to the nature of the attack, maximizing defensive effect.
"The memory function is becoming more and more refined..." Ron nodded in satisfaction.
This adaptability is the core value of the "Flowing Shield Wall".
It not only can adapt to different attack methods but also "remember" attack patterns it has encountered before.