The Witcher: Elemental Lords

However, very quickly, Dole blushed and withdrew his mental power, realizing it wasn't refined enough.

The light of mental power gradually dimmed, and his energy slowly subsided, revealing Dole's weary face. Only a few minutes had passed, but it felt like he had fought a major battle for days and nights, exerting all his strength, leaving him utterly exhausted.

Aisley stood behind Dole, gently supporting his shoulders, the light in her eyes gradually fading.

Beside them, Aisley's clone was writing furiously, filling pages with countless words. Dole's clone was also recording, but he was using mental power to store the information in a blank jade book nearby.

Dole took a breath, turned to Aisley, and said, "Although I didn't break through, I still gained a lot. The power of Yuan Magnetism is truly domineering."

This meteorite from outer space definitely ranks among the rare eighth-level heavenly treasures. Just the outer layer of defense was enough to exhaust almost all of his mental power without being able to penetrate it.

Aisley was also surprised. She knew the strength of Dole's mental power, a solid seventh level, yet he couldn't handle a meteorite.

She nodded and said, "However, we've recorded the arrangement sequence and trajectory of the magnetic force. The electromagnetic power inside is enough for us to study for quite some time. Are you alright after that exertion?"

Dole nodded, his spirits slightly improved, and patted Aisley's shoulder, indicating he was fine.

He wouldn't actually need that much time to analyze the data from this experiment. He would guide the people in the dream realm to help him analyze it. All the data would be sent to those dreams, and even if each person only figured out a little bit, it would be enough for him to use for a long time.

Thinking of this, he suddenly wondered, if it were the Nightmare Ancestor facing a problem, he should be able to figure it out quickly, right? Then why was he still wandering around at the eighth level? Could it be that the difficulty of the ninth level wasn't about the amount of rules mastered?

However, he quickly realized that dreams were, after all, dreams. The mental power of those people was limited, and the depth of their research was also limited. They probably could only understand a superficial layer. To truly understand, at least an eighth-level mental power strength would be required.

Thinking of this, he felt relieved.

Even if he packaged and sent these experimental data to those people, it would probably take a long time to figure out even a little something, after all, they weren't real people and didn't have a practical environment.

He hadn't even told Aisley about the Nightmare clone. This matter was too terrifying, and he didn't trust anyone.

If people found out, he would probably be the next Nightmare Ancestor, targeted by the entire West Ring Continent.

With this experiment concluded, Dole prepared to rest, leaving Aisley to study the data first.

...

Soon, another month passed, and it was now January.

New Calendar 352, Dole was twenty-nine years old.

Inside the Babel Tower, Glait and Eugene sat opposite Dole, both speechless as they glanced at Aisley's stomach.

Glait was somewhat puzzled and a little helpless, saying, "You just got married and you're already having a child? Isn't that a bit too early? It's only been two months! How are we two single dogs supposed to feel?"

Eugene chimed in, "Exactly, exactly. There's no need to have a child so quickly. It's only been a short while."

They were still struggling at the fifth level, while Dole had already left them far behind on the road to the sixth level. Glait felt that it was already very good of Dole to even be willing to see them now.

Dole and Aisley smiled and said, "It's not too early. We've been together for several years."

Eugene and Glait felt a little heartbroken. They were both geniuses, so why was the gap so big?

They chatted casually for a while, and when they talked about Leona's matter, Eugene sighed and said, "Unless I reach the sixth level, I don't want to think about it. The Lei family is very tight-lipped, especially after your example, they are not so enthusiastic about me anymore."

Dole was speechless. "What example am I? We also had a proper relationship and didn't encounter any family obstruction."

Glait laughed at this point and joked, "The Lei family said that you didn't consummate your relationship before the sixth level, and they hope that Eugene won't have any wayward thoughts before the sixth level either. Leona has good talent, and they are looking forward to her entering the seventh or even eighth level in the future."

Eugene felt helpless. "Seventh or eighth level, that won't be for several decades. I reckon that by then, Leona and I will both be old men and women."

Dole shook his head. These two had good talent, and they were currently at the fifth level. Under normal circumstances, they would reach the sixth level in at most thirty years, but thirty years was too long.

He shook his head and said, "Then you have to hurry up, even if it's for your own happiness."

Eugene felt bitter. Where would he get the resources? He didn't have any skills to make money. His current income entirely depended on his salary from the Glory Wizard Alliance and the share from the Azure Drink Shop. Moreover, even his teacher had left and gone to the Imperial Capital. Was he supposed to go and seek help from his teacher?

He was conflicted.

Dole knew where Eugene's problem lay, so he smiled faintly and said, "Aren't you just afraid of not being able to make money? It doesn't matter. You can chop down any of the dead trees on Mount Albis, and selling them will all be yours."

The Storm Domain occupied the sky above Mount Albis, and countless trees inside had withered. Now, apart from some fungi and small plants that liked to grow in the shadows, almost everything else had died. Indeed, there were many high-level dead trees, and there were many of them.

The way to repay the debt was exactly the same as when Allen owed money, which was to chop down trees to earn money.

Eugene was conflicted, but he still seriously considered it.

At this time, Glait thought for a while, looked at Dole, and said, "This time I want to go to the Northwest to participate in the battle. My combat skills still need to be honed. As long as the Nightmare Ancestor doesn't participate in the war, I think I can adapt. Plus, with the third-level wizard tower, I should be able to obtain a lot of merit."

Dole turned his head and looked at Glait seriously. Even Aisley was a little strange. Glait didn't lack resources or time, so why was he thinking of going to the Northwest?

"Isn't it unnecessary?" Dole said.

Glait sighed, "My meditation method belongs to the dark type. It improves quickly in places like the Imperial Capital where people's hearts are complex, and it also improves quickly on the battlefield. Meditation methods that collect various strong emotions to grow are like this. The emotions on the battlefield are the easiest to collect, so I still plan to go there. I have fifth-level strength, and I won't be looked down upon there."

"It's not a question of whether people look down on you or not, it's that the higher your strength, the faster you die. The Nightmare Ancestor's abilities are strange, and he's mixed in with the army, with countless Nightmare clones. Once he targets you, you're dead."

Glait said, "Aren't there also various alchemical tools from the Glory Wizard Alliance branch? They haven't been doing nothing all these years, they have tools in this area."

Dole's heart stirred.

The Glory Wizard Alliance had also received a batch of alchemical orders from above a few days ago, but he hadn't looked at them and had handed them over to the alchemy department. Could it be related to this?

He had to go and see if it really had an effect.

He looked at Glait, and Glait looked at him seriously. Neither of them wanted to back down.

Dole shrugged and said, "Then you can decide for yourself. Just be careful. The Nightmare Ancestor is still very powerful. I've dealt with him a few times, and although I haven't suffered much, I haven't gained any advantage either."