Victor raised his head modestly, showing the ring on his finger: “No problem, I’m prepared.”

Now it wasn’t just Amy, even Jeming looked at his ring with a bit of envy.

In terms of assets and talent, Victor was indeed not as good as Jeming, but as an heir of a long-standing noble family, he definitely had his advantages in certain aspects.

As for limitations, this time the assessment at the workshop didn’t have any restrictions; as long as you could manage it, even bringing strategic weapons was acceptable.

After all, this is a genuine plane war, and the apprentices should showcase their actual strength.

And it’s not just Nolun Workshop; the entire wizard civilization’s principle in training apprentices is to grant “privileges” and “qualifications,” but not direct resources.

Any points and resources must be earned by oneself, and earning capacity can truly be considered part of an apprentice’s strength.

Like Victor’s spatial ring, which he bought after saving up points for several years with direct purchase from his family.

Though his family indeed awarded him lots of convenient qualifications, the points for buying the spatial ring were truly earned by him.

Victor looked at the two somewhat hesitantly: “I’ve prepared an extra bottle as a backup, and I can give it to you, but we’re still missing one bottle.”

“Much better than I expected, I was initially planning to handcraft promotion potions for the three of us.”

Jeming stood up smiling, dusting off his clothes.

“This makes it much easier, but urgently we need to leave this area.” Jeming uncovered the camouflage at the entrance, looking at the sky in the distance where another explosion had erupted.

“The workshop made too much noise sending us here; these areas will likely soon be surrounded by the indigenous forces, we need to leave here as soon as possible!”

Amy and the others had no objections.

This place is too close to the plane barrier’s breach, with extremely high danger levels.

If we’re too conspicuous, not just the army might find us, we might even attract divine attention.

Once the three reached a consensus, they quickly set off, carefully navigating through the primal forest.

During the journey, Jeming used the Eye of Scouting in his hand to continually scan the surroundings, while Amy and Victor each cast enhanced scouting witchcraft on themselves to assist in checking.

Suddenly, Jeming’s steps paused slightly, and then Amy and Victor also stopped.

“What’s up?” Jeming asked.

Victor opened his eyes wide, staring intently at a distant point, then nodded: “Not a large number, their strength is manageable, and they seem to have spotted us, probably using some special hunting methods.”

“To avoid them would be easy, but we’ll need to take a longer route. I suggest we take them out directly to save time.” Amy suggested.

Jeming expressed no opinion, nodding: “Alright!”

Soon, dozens of creatures resembling clawed, six-legged snakes erupted from the surrounding shrubbery, their bodies streamlined and fast, red eyes glowing with a bloodthirsty light.

“I’ll handle the left side.” Victor said in a low voice.

Already prepared, he raised his magic staff and waved, sending several wind blades whistling out, precisely severing the throats of the nearest creatures, blood spraying.

Amy was no less bold, forming several blazing fireballs with her hands and hurling them into the magical beast group like meteors, with explosive “boom boom” sounds instantly charring several creatures.

Compared to the two’s “efficiency,” Jeming looked extremely relaxed, observing their handling methods with ample time.

From the calmness and precision of their witchcraft execution, it was clear they had put in great effort over the past nine years.

Even reaching a level that surprised Jeming, as their witchcraft level apparently involved independently constructing corresponding offensive witchcraft models.

In previous year’s students, this was an achievement only a few apprentices could manage.

“This is much like my firepower from a few years ago…”

Reflecting on these matters, Jeming did not perform any big moves.

Only a slight wrist flick was heard, and the talisman witchcraft on his wrist acted like a high-speed machine gun, emitting an almost inaudible “shi shi” sound.

Several energy bullets formed a dense web of firepower at a speed difficult for the naked eye to capture, each energy bullet precisely striking the brow of a creature, with no excess movements and not a hint of energy wasted.

Based on the bodies’ reactions after Amy and Victor released their witchcraft, Jeming slightly adjusted the power of these energy bullets.

Just enough to penetrate the predator’s skull without causing a loud noise that might attract more powerful beings.

But given the initial commotion from Amy and the others, this approach seemed more like showing off.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

In an instant, more than a dozen creatures before Jeming appeared as if their heads were crushed by invisible hands, stiffening before falling dead, not even managing to emit a cry.

The whole process flowed swiftly, reaching the extreme.

While Amy and Victor were still dealing with their remaining foes, Jeming had already dispatched all creatures attacking him and swiftly stowed away the talisman witchcraft artifact, as if nothing had happened.

Amy glanced at Jeming’s “battlefield,” aside from the few corpses left on the ground, there were virtually no battle traces, she couldn’t help but purse her lips.

This guy’s combat style, still impressively efficient…

Turning to Victor, he happened to be looking at her too.

Their gazes met, and in each other’s eyes, they saw the same emotions.

This guy… still a monster!

After finishing the magical beast group, taking stock of each other’s progress over the years, the group moved forward.

Jeming always led at the front, the talisman witchcraft artifact on him working like radar, continuously scanning everything within a hundred kilometers around them.

Suddenly, a bright spot on the real-time tactical map fed back from the Five Elements Rainbow Transformation Mirror captured his attention.

Taking over control of the Eye of Scouting, Jeming closed his eyes and checked carefully, soon understanding the depth of the thing.

It was a distinctive structure formed by some powerful natural energy—a “Shen Kan” guarded by a beastman elite squad.

Located in an unremarkable depth of the forest, far from the main known frontline of the wizard troops.

But its energy fluctuations were unusually active, clearly an important node of the Elorcia Plane’s indigenous power system.

“Over there…”

After deploying various other types of scouting talisman witchcraft artifacts for careful inspection, confirming the relevant intelligence, Jeming marked the location on the map and formed a new plan.

He turned to look at Amy and Victor, a sly smile appeared: “I’ve found a good spot, care to try your hand?”

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