The four Gale Wolves lunged towards him at the same time.

Karl's hands were across his chest.

His whole body flickered with electricity arcing around him like swimming dragons.

When the four Gale Wolves were about to pounce on him, the electric arcs on Karl's body gathered into lightning and exploded around him.

It was as if a ball of lightning had exploded, and a terrifying force swept outward.

Whoosh!

The surrounding trees were destroyed by the force.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

With four loud thuds, the corpses of the four Gale Wolves fell to the ground.

A single strike instantly killed four Gale Wolves.

This time, Karl did not use the Calamity of Destruction.

If he used the Calamity of Destruction, what had fallen to the ground would not be corpses, but bits and pieces.

He had used all his magic for this attack.

In other words…

With his current level, this attack was second only to Calamity of Destruction.

The attack power of this skill was not as strong as the Calamity of Destruction.

However, considering the amount of spiritual energy it consumed, it was clearly stronger than the Calamity of Destruction.

His face was already pale.

After all, using one's magic to the limit was not like using a skill.

This was something that consumed a lot of spiritual energy.

However, even after expending so much spiritual energy, Karl was happy.

The corpses of the five Gale Wolves were all still there. In other words, their magic crystals were still there.

Karl stopped hesitating and got to work.

After cutting open the head of a Gale Wolf, he saw a crystal emitting a faint blue light.

This was a magical crystal.

Actually, magical crystals were very hard. Under normal circumstances, even if a magical beast was smashed into pieces, the magical crystal in their brain would not break.

The Vampire Rat and the magical crystal in its body had been blasted to bits by the Calamity of Destruction.

This could only mean that the Calamity of Destruction was simply too powerful.

Swoosh!

At that moment, there was a sudden noise in the distance. Karl turned around.

The branches that had been broken by his attack fell from the trees.

Karl heaved a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that he would encounter a few more magical beasts at this time.

Although Karl could handle it, it would only make him weaker now.

Therefore, replenishing his spiritual energy was more important.

Then Karl took out the magic crystal and slowly absorbed its energy.

…

"Pu… cough cough!"

Somewhere out of Karl's sensory range, Rimon spat out a mouthful of blood and coughed uncontrollably.

"Karl! Damn it! Bastard!"

Earlier, Rimon had seen Karl fighting with a few Gale Wolves.

He sneaked as near to Karl as he could without being discovered.

He wanted to sneak attack him.

Unexpectedly, Karl's attack affected a wide area!

When that power erupted from Karl's body and swept towards him, Rimon promptly used his magic to resist, but he was still affected.

The aftershock from the attack nearly shattered all the bones in his body.

He was severely injured.

Through this attack, Rimon could clearly sense it.

Karl was already at the intermediate stage of a one-star mage.

This was something he had never expected.

In his opinion, even if Karl had a supreme magic talent, he had only become a mage not long ago.

How could he break through?

And now, in the same rank, at a lower cultivation level, he had a C-grade magic skill.

Even if he were to face off against Karl, he might still be able to put up a fight.

But reality taught him a harsh lesson.

Karl broke through.

He became a mage yesterday.

Today, he went from a beginner one-star mage to an intermediate one-star mage.

This realization struck Rimon hard.

Even though he was severely injured physically, his psychological wounds were much worse.

So this was the power of an elite magical talent?

So this was what a rare genius was like?

Rimon lowered his head. His expensive shirt was torn and there was a long gash on him that was still bleeding.

This was caused by the flying debris from Karl's attack.

Other than his chest, his arms and thighs were also injured.

However, these injuries were relatively minor.

The aftershock of Karl's attack almost killed him.

At this moment, Rimon suddenly felt that the world had turned dark. His life had become dull.

It was meaningless. What was the point?

He was starting to doubt his life.

The more Rimon thought about it, the angrier he became. He got so worked up that he spat out another mouthful of blood.

After coughing a few times, Rimon stood up shakily.

He was already injured and could not remain in the wilderness.

Otherwise, if he encountered a magical beast, he would almost certainly die.

He had to leave as soon as possible.

…

Karl did not know that Rimon was secretly following him.

He did not know that Rimon was trying to kill him either.

Neither did he know that the aftershock of his attack on the Gale Wolves had seriously injured Rimon.

He had already absorbed all five of the Gale Wolves' magical crystals.

His depleted spiritual energy had been completely replenished.

He was once again at his peak condition.

Later, Karl went deeper into the forest, looking for magical beasts to fight.

As he fought, he used the magical crystals of the magical beasts to replenish his spiritual energy.

However, when he got to a certain area, he stopped.

Karl did not go any further.

If he continued, he might encounter Level Two magical beasts.

He could deal with one or two. But if he encountered a group of Level Two magical beasts, he would be in danger.

Therefore, Karl turned around and returned to the area where there were other Level One magical beasts.

He continued fighting.

Time gradually passed.

It was getting dark.

By now, Karl was almost completely covered in blood. Blood had completely soaked his clothes and hair.

At this point in time, he did not look like a noble mage at all.

Instead, he looked a little pathetic.

A mage was pure, noble, and superior to ordinary people.

However, only after becoming a mage would one understand that it was not so.

Mages had to train. Mages had to fight.

Mages had to go through many hardships that ordinary people had never experienced.

"Hu."

Karl wiped the blood from his face.

This was the blood of magical beasts. While fighting, it was inevitable that some of it would splash onto him.

Although he was covered in blood, his deposition had changed greatly.

He had become fiercer and calmer.

Up to this point, he had already killed nearly 20 Level One magical beasts.

He had accumulated a lot of combat experience.

He could already control the magical energy in his body at will.