Chapter 7 (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Black Scaled Horned Python, Steel Saber Bull, Shadow Cat, Corrosive Hound, Exploding Arrow Porcupine…”

Austin read the manual word for word.

He memorized everything about the beasts of the town by heart.

Fortunately, they were all low-level beasts. There was not a single mid-level beast.

It was a dilapidated town that the Magister Association had built with magitek.

From time to time, experts from the Magister Association or the royal family would capture low-level vicious beasts and throw them into the Vicious Beast Town.

Then, apprentice magisters would be pushed into the town to train and become true magisters.

As a matter of fact, the hunting area was ten times more dangerous than Vicious Beast Town.

In the hunting area, there was no protection, no army to guard it, and no designated area with only low-level vicious beasts.

Let alone low-level beasts, even mid-level and high-level beasts could appear there!

After reading the manual, Austin sat on a bench outside the Magister Association and rested his eyes.

“Three days. Today is the first day. I need to make full use of the time and spend it on the blade.

“The most important thing to consider now is how I’m going to attack.

“The 50-ton punch is my trump card. It should not be used unless it is a life-and-death situation.

“After I use it, my arm will be crippled. Even though I’ve touched gecko and my cells have evolved to possess the regenerative ability, it’s only level-one.”

With an Lv1 regeneration ability, it would take a long time to regrow another arm.

“I haven’t become a magister yet, so body cultivation techniques won’t work for me.

“Magiteks are too expensive. With my savings, I can’t buy much.”

All the money at home had been spent on the equipment for his sister, Catherine.

Magister equipment was expensive!

“Since that’s the case, I’ll have to find another way…”

Austin thought about it for a while and decided to focus on fire control as his main weapon.

If he wanted to control fire, he had to first produce flames.

The temperature of an ordinary flint was insufficient.

He needed at least a fire magic canister.

“With the fire canisters fueled by fire magic, the temperature of the flames can reach 1,300 degrees Celsius.

“Then, I’ll use my air control ability to create an oxygen-rich environment to aid in the burning, increasing the temperature of the flames by two to three thousand degrees.”

Flames at two to three thousand degrees were terrifying enough.

He could make use of his fire control ability as a powerful weapon when he needed to.

Austin did as he thought.

He hailed a cab and went to the trade district in Faye City to buy a bunch of fire magic canisters.

He first bought cheap magic canisters for practice.

Those better-quality magic canisters were much more expensive, easily costing thousands of copper coins. Still, he bought a few as backups.

After buying the magic canisters, Austin did not dare to test them at home.

He was afraid that he might accidentally burn the house down.

Austin found a barren clearing for his practice.

He held the magic canister and spun it with one hand.

After spinning a few rounds, Austin threw his palm forward and pressed down on the magic circle sealing the fire element at the same time.

Fire control!

Whoosh—

The flames from the magic canister turned into a line of fire that burned forward.

“Time to burn more vigorously.”

Austin raised his other hand and pushed it toward the hand holding the magic jar.