《Epic of Ice Dragon: Reborn As An Ice Dragon With A System 》Chapter 92: 7 Days of Training Later...
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[Day 74]
Seven days have passed since I told Benladann that we would finally begin moving out of this place. We had really spent a nice amount of time here, mostly preparing, surviving, and slowly building up strength.
We had been diligently training physically and cultivating our mana as much as we possibly could, albeit I had reached a level of power that it was hard to cross this progression wall, so even though I trained just as hard as her, the results I got were quite unsatisfactory.
That's why I decided to, as always, abuse my System, spamming offensive skills and practicing them with her, as well as training my Soul through constantly practicing the Phantom Body Skill.
I was also constantly practicing my two Magics. Ice Magic had become quite good now, and I think I am grasping higher tiers of Magic, which were included in my last wishes as it slowly upgraded into the last tier, Winter Magic.
The higher the tier of magic the stronger it becomes, of course, and the more devastating yet precise their effects can become. Of course, the stronger things become, the costlier they also become.
By constantly conjuring magic through the entire day while also cultivating mana through Mana Cultivation I had reached more or less the "limit" of my own Mana capacity, it seems that my Mana Core cannot take anymore, so it began to increase very slowly, perhaps this gained Mana was now being stored inside of my soul.
It seems that without a Mana Core, the capacity of mana storage I would have would be very low compared to how it is now. And even more, if we consider it is Rank 2 Middle Stage.
I have been dreaming about evolving for some time, so I really want to get going and find some delicious prey, something of the same Rank or at least of Rank 2 Initial Stage would be ideal.
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Going back to the Magic talk, my Ice and Wind Magic had become very potent, and I had acquired a wider array of spells I can conjure.
Well, spells is a pretty loose term in this world, as magic seems to simply form the shapes you want. Perhaps more advanced cultures use spells, but monsters like me simply will the magic to mold to whatever we desire.
This thought was quickly confirmed by Benladann a few days ago, as she had told me that in her village there was a small Library that contained Grimoires, magical books that people used to learn Spells fitting of their affinities and attributes.
Although people could have the same attribute such as Ice, their affinity might be different.
Some might be able to be better at offensive magic, while others could even become healers with such an attribute, and other defenders with it. This difference between the same attribute made every individual unique even amongst many with the same element, which is probably a way of how the people in this world classify the different types of fighters.
Of course, some are hybrid and can combine two different types of affinities, and well, if we include magic weapons into the equation alongside body strengthening magic, there could also be a lot of physical classes despite this world cultivators all using merely mana, which is often associated with just spells.
However, Benladann had said that many within her village specialized in physical combat, so there are Cultivators with Warrior Classes that use their Mana Cores to fortify their bodies and attain superhuman levels of strength, even more, superhuman than the naturally gifted strength of an Ice Giant, to boot.
She remembers that her father was one of these Warrior Class Cultivators, as he lacked talent in magic but still had the power to use Mana to an extent, so he used it to reinforce his body a bit and also to enhance his axe with it, giving him the power to use Axe Techniques, which were merely ways of how people used their axes while imbuing them with mana to generate greater results.
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Benladann had already learned Axe Techniques, and she's getting better every day.
Sadly, she didn't know more about Grimoires as she never had the privilege of using one, but they seemed like magical items that helped people easily learn Spells. They seemed to be created through the magic of some sort, perhaps Alchemy exists in this world as well. They reminded me of Martial Technique Scrolls in a way…
Comparing these Classes with me, I would guess I am more of a Magus Classes, which are those qualified as long-ranged magic fighters that throw spells from far away for devastating damage. But additionally that, I am also good at physical combat, so I would be a Warrior Class as well.
And even more, I am also quite good at creating many tools using mere ice, some of them even include magic weapons and equipment, so I would also be qualified as a Crafter Class.
The only thing I lack is healing spells. Benladann said that her mother was a Healer Class, and she was able to create glistening ice dust that cooled down wounds and slowly made them close while removing infections. To think that even Ice could be used for healing…
Maybe I could also practice it? I've been concentrating on training my soul more than anything, but perhaps I should begin trying to make a healing spell out of my magic.
Of course, it wouldn't be for me as I can easily heal myself, but it would be for those that cannot so easily, such as Yuki, Benladann, and the wolves, to which I have grown attached…
However, from what I've practiced with my magic before, I guess it could be said that I am developing more and more into the Crafting Class, as I've been perfecting my ability to create shapes and forms with ice, and the more mana I get, the larger these shapes and structures can become.
And even more, as I have Wind Magic, the winds had become denser and more precise, and I've been able to even cut through wood precisely.
I have been cooking up something through these last seven days...
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