The Witcher: Elemental Lords

If he could break free from the dream's suppression and restore his eighth-level strength, he wouldn't need Dorai to say anything.

He became distressed and said, "I don't have a good solution right now. I've tried hard to imagine having eighth-level strength, but it's still not enough."

Dorai looked at him and smiled faintly, "You are still being suppressed by the dream, and also by your memories. In your memory, you are only at the fifth level at this time, so you are only at the fifth level. There's nothing that can be done about it. The dreamscape is subjective. Although you are not subjective, this world changes according to your imagination."

Just as Dorai finished speaking, the black dragon in the distance suddenly scolded, "Hey, Little Eighteen, do you want to be whipped? Hurry up and get to work."

The old black dragon trembled at this scolding and quickly resumed working, afraid of being beaten.

Seeing this, Dorai sighed inwardly. This old black dragon suffered a lot here in the past, and his legs shake when he sees these overseer black dragons. He's really useless.

He thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you try to actively change the storyline, let things deviate from their development, let the Nightmare attack you, and then we'll create a situation where other old black dragons are besieging him."

"Your black dragon clan certainly isn't just that one ancestor. As long as we can besiege him, I can take action and take you away from here."

The old black dragon worked honestly while racking his brains, thinking frantically. Before long, he thought of something and said, "This scenario can be created. We have a total of eight ninth-level dragons in Black Dragon Valley. That one is just one of them, and also the strongest, but he has a bad temper. If we can create an opposing scenario, it might work."

He then became distressed again, "In my memory, that one clashed with other black dragons many times, and they fought many times, but I can't remember the specifics."

Dorai looked at him, "You have to think, whether you want to or not. If you don't want to die, use your brain."

The old black dragon worked while pondering deeply.

…

In the southwestern volcanic archipelago, as the wizard array lit up, the second Li Fire Golden Pagoda was successfully completed, and Dorai breathed a sigh of relief.

The clone completed his work and created two Li Fire Golden Pagodas, fulfilling his merits.

At the same time, standing on top of the Li Fire Golden Pagoda, the aura on Dorai's clone was particularly harmonious, almost identical to the aura of the Li Fire Golden Pagoda, only slightly lacking in power.

Through building wizard towers and simulating the aura of the Fire Wutong Divine Tree, he had mastered quite a few things.

In just a few months, he felt that he had become many times stronger.

Dorai felt that his comprehension was a bit strange, seemingly exaggeratedly fast.

Wizard cultivation mainly depends on two things. The first is physique and aptitude. These two are almost always together and are the foundation for a person to cultivate. Among white wizards, physique and aptitude basically determine a person's upper limit. However, among black wizards, there are many forbidden methods that can change physique and alter aptitude, but many methods are full of bloodshed and violence, with many taboos, and may cause many irreversible consequences.

If these two are still okay, then in the later stages of cultivation, the main thing to look at is comprehension. Without comprehension, relying solely on aptitude and physique will not take you too far. Therefore, ordinary eighth-level wizards are all super elites who have integrated aptitude, physique, and comprehension.

Dorai naturally knew this, but he felt that his comprehension was a bit too strong. Along the way, he had hardly encountered any decent bottlenecks, and many rules that were difficult for many wizards were easily observed by him.

He knew that he was different from others, mainly due to the difference in spiritual power.

If spiritual power is a sheep, then his sheep is very active, while other people's sheep only like to lie there. Dorai's spiritual power activity is very high. Could this be the key to comprehension?

He thought about it and decided to find a way to experiment on others to test the relationship between spiritual power activity and comprehension.

Thinking of this, the clone turned into a stream of sparks and quickly disappeared into the horizon.

…

Dorai's main body was stationed in the Albis Mountains, deep within the Storm Domain.

At this time, in the very center of the Storm Domain, in the windless zone in the middle, Dorai and Elrella faced each other. Elrella sat cross-legged in mid-air, while Dorai stood beside her.

Changing a meditation technique is not an easy task, especially when another person's meditation technique has already achieved a considerable level.

Dorai had prepared a lot for this, even preparing many spiritual power potions, especially spiritual power vitality potions. He planned to do a small experiment on Elrella, anyway, there was no loss and no accidents would happen.

Dorai became a little nervous, but Elrella was not nervous at all. Facing the vast Storm Domain every day, she envied it every day. If she could master such a large Storm Domain, see who would dare to force her, dare to speak up, she would directly blast them with lightning, no matter who they were.

Being with Dorai was not because she was attracted to Dorai at first. At first, she was just observing, but later she was attracted to Dorai, and now she was completely subdued. Elrella felt that her choice was not wrong.

She looked at Dorai beside her and said, "I'm going to start."

Dorai nodded and said, "Pay attention to the frequency of your spiritual power, it must be synchronized with wind, water, and thunder. Drink the potion first."

Elrella said somewhat娇嗔, "Oh, why are you more troublesome than my mom?" She took out the potion that Dorai had prepared long ago from her bosom and drank it down.

Throwing the empty bottle to Dorai, Elrella closed her eyes, and then saw her aura suddenly decline, and the vast power of qi and blood boiled, as if her spiritual power could not suppress her qi and blood.

However, very quickly, the magic power on Elrella's body began to transform in nature, from ice and snow to storm, but the speed was very slow.

Elrella's aptitude is very high, and at a young age, she had just reached the realm of a fifth-level wizard, higher than Daphne, but she prefers to learn martial arts. Otherwise, her wizard achievements would definitely be higher than her sister Daphne.

This is also one of the reasons why the empire pushed her out. A warrior, even if he cultivates to the ninth level, is not as valuable as a seventh-level wizard. This is beyond doubt.

A seventh-level wizard is called a Cataclysm-level, and every wizard spell is equivalent to a cataclysm, with extremely destructive power, while a ninth-level warrior, in terms of single attack destructive power, is only equivalent to a Disaster-level. Although ninth-level warriors can also cause large-scale destruction, the time is too long and they can easily be targeted for interception.

Wizard spells are different. As long as the wizard's speed is fast enough, there is almost no possibility of interception, and any wizard spell can cause a great range of destruction.

Elrella's aura declined, but very quickly, a faint storm artistic conception emerged from her body.

This is also inseparable from the recent observation of the storm. Dorai has a complete storm here. Having been here for so long, even a pig can comprehend some of the essence of the storm.