The Synthesis Wizard

In the northwest of the continent, The Council of Truth stood as the most infamous and feared wizarding organization. Known for its ruthless practices, it had reigned supreme for centuries, silencing dissent among wizards across the region.

Yet, this once-mighty organization was casually obliterated by Su Nan.

The terrifying power of a formal wizard had thus been showcased to all.

What made it even more concerning was the fact that this wizard was the brother of the Emperor of the Starlight Empire.

If he were to intervene in the northwest's affairs, no alliance of nations could hope to stand against these brothers.

Everyone in the hall knew this truth, yet no one could come up with a solution.

Even as this unsettling silence loomed, Triff James, the sole Level 3 Wizard Apprentice in the Aurora Kingdom, remained calm. After a brief pause, he addressed the gathered nobility:

"Su Nan may be powerful, but he is not invincible."

Murmurs rippled through the crowd, but the Aurora King leaned forward with anticipation. "What do you suggest?"

Triff's eyes sparkled with determination. "If we can unite all of the Level 3 Wizard Apprentices across the northwest, there's a chance we could defeat him."

The King's face lit up, only to cloud with doubt moments later. "But how can we convince them all to join forces? Our kingdom alone lacks the influence to rally such a coalition."

Triff smiled knowingly. "That's why we need the Russell Family to take the lead. Their reputation among wizards across the northwest is unmatched. If they make the call, others will follow. After all, no one wants to see the Starlight Empire dominate our lands."

The King mulled over Triff's suggestion before nodding resolutely. "Very well. I'll write to Facado Russell immediately."

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At Starlight Academy

The bell chimed, signaling the end of class. Donohan quickly grabbed his friend Fleming and hurriedly made for the cafeteria.

"Move faster! Today's menu includes Sarth Fruits, and if we're late, they'll be gone!"

Fleming followed reluctantly. "Isn't Silvermoon Nectar just as good? It boosts mental acuity and costs the same. Why the rush?"

Donohan rolled his eyes. "They're not the same! Sarth Fruit Salad tastes infinitely better. Same price, better flavor. Why settle?"

He pointed at the stream of students heading toward the cafeteria. "Look around. Everyone knows it's worth the rush."

Fleming glanced at the bustling crowd and finally relented.

Minutes later, the duo arrived just in time to secure two portions of the coveted Sarth Fruit Salad. As they ate, Donohan looked positively triumphant.

"This should last ten days. Perfect timing too, since my last dose of Silvermoon Nectar wore off."

Fleming, as usual, remained unimpressed by his friend's enthusiasm for food.

"Where to next? The library or the mission hall?" Donohan asked as they left the cafeteria.

Before Fleming could respond, he froze, his gaze locked on the crowd gathering in the distance.

"What's going on over there?"

Donohan grabbed a passing student for answers.

"Shaiman and Artille are back from the underground!" the student replied before hurrying away.

"Shaiman's back?!" Donohan's eyes lit up. "Let's go!"

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By the time they reached the academy gates, a large crowd had already formed.

Walking through the gates were two figures: a man and a woman, surrounded by adoring students.

The woman, with her elegant features and gentle smile, exuded an approachable warmth. Fleming recognized her immediately.

"That must be Artille, the senior everyone admires," Fleming thought. He had heard countless stories of her kindness and wisdom.

Next to her stood a man who, while not conventionally handsome, radiated an aura of calm and authority. His steady demeanor spoke volumes about his strength and discipline.

"Shaiman," Fleming whispered.

As the crowd buzzed with excitement, snippets of conversation reached Fleming's ears:

"Did you hear? Shaiman's already completed his seventh Star Ring!"

"At this rate, he'll be a Level 3 Wizard Apprentice before he turns fifty!"

"Unbelievable. I'd be thrilled just to make it to Level 2 by then."

"No wonder he's Su Nan's prized disciple."

Fleming's admiration grew as he listened. One day, he vowed, he too would achieve such greatness.

As the crowd began to disperse, Donohan noticed Fleming heading in the opposite direction.

"Where are you going?"

"To the meditation chamber," Fleming replied without looking back.

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Inside his villa-like dormitory, Shaiman finally relaxed.

"Being the academy's 'chief' isn't as glamorous as it seems," Artille teased.

"Don't even start," Shaiman replied, shaking his head with a wry smile. He still wasn't sure how he'd earned the title of academy chief but had resigned himself to the role.

---

Meanwhile, in the depths of the Lightning Elemental Plane

Miles away from the peaceful academy, a different scene unfolded.

Here, amidst endless thunderclouds and crackling energy, Su Nan floated silently, his body surrounded by a protective aura.

The Plane of Lightning Elements was as dangerous as it was awe-inspiring. Storms raged continuously, and bolts of lightning fell like rain, each strike powerful enough to incinerate a seasoned knight instantly.

Despite the relentless chaos, Su Nan remained unfazed. With his Liquid Metal Talent forming a protective barrier, he ventured deeper into the storm.

In his hands, he held a glowing orb—a Detection Sphere—which vibrated faintly as it guided him toward the rare material he sought: Thunderstones.

The air here was so saturated with elemental energy that every breath felt electric. Su Nan knew the risks of venturing into this plane, but the rewards were too great to ignore.

Thunderstones were essential for crafting Black Lightning, one of his most powerful magical tools. He had already used his last one during the battle with the Half-Arachnid Divine Chosen and needed to replenish his supply.

As he approached a cluster of jagged rocks crackling with raw lightning energy, Su Nan's lips curved into a satisfied smile.

"Found them."

He reached out, channeling his magic to carefully extract the stones. Each one pulsed with incredible power, and even through his protective barriers, he could feel their intensity.

"These will do nicely," he murmured.

But as he stored the Thunderstones in his dimensional space, the air around him suddenly shifted.

A massive shadow loomed in the distance, its roar echoing through the storm.

Su Nan turned, his expression calm but his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"A Lightning Elemental Warden," he muttered. "This trip just got more interesting."

In the northwest region of the continent, The Council of Truth was widely recognized as the most infamous wizard organization.

Despite its notoriety, it was an undeniable fact that this organization had dominated the northwest for centuries, keeping countless wizards under its oppressive rule.

Yet this seemingly indomitable organization was obliterated effortlessly by Su Nan, a formal wizard.

The overwhelming power of a formal wizard was evident to all.

Adding to the intrigue, this formidable wizard was none other than the brother of the Starlight Emperor.

If Su Nan chose to involve himself in the northwest's affairs, no coalition of nations would be able to withstand the combined might of these two brothers.

This was a truth everyone understood but one for which no one could find a solution.

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At Starlight Academy

Having just finished their class, Donohan dragged Fleming toward the cafeteria.

"Hurry up! Today's special includes Sarth Fruits! If we're late, they'll be gone!"

Fleming sighed. "Isn't Silvermoon Nectar just as effective for boosting mental acuity? Why does it matter?"

Donohan rolled his eyes. "Taste! Sarth Fruits taste way better, and they're the same price. Why settle for less?"

Before Fleming could argue, Donohan pointed at the bustling crowd. "See? Everyone else thinks it's worth it too."

After successfully grabbing their meals, the two found a seat to enjoy the coveted fruit salad.

"Well, that should keep me going for ten days," Donohan said with satisfaction.

"Where to next?" he asked. "The library? Or the mission hall?"

Before Fleming could reply, he noticed a commotion. A large group of students seemed to be moving toward the academy gates, their faces alight with excitement.

"What's going on?" Donohan wondered aloud, stopping a passing student.

"It's Shaiman and Artille—they've returned from the underground!" the student exclaimed before rushing off.

"Shaiman?" Donohan's eyes lit up. "Let's go!"

At the Academy Gates

The duo arrived to find a massive crowd gathered around two figures.

The first was a woman with elegant features and a kind, approachable demeanor.

"That must be Artille," Fleming thought, recalling her reputation for both beauty and warmth.

The man beside her, Shaiman, exuded a calm and composed aura. His steady presence hinted at his immense strength and capability.

As they watched, snippets of conversation floated through the crowd:

"Shaiman's already completed his seventh Star Ring!"

"At this rate, he'll reach Level 3 before fifty!"

"No wonder he's Su Nan's star pupil."

Hearing these accolades, Fleming's admiration grew. One day, he vowed, he would stand among such accomplished peers.

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Inside the Lightning Elemental Plane

Far from the bustling academy, Su Nan found himself in an entirely different realm.

The Plane of Lightning Elements was a chaotic and awe-inspiring world. Thunder rumbled endlessly, and lightning illuminated the skies in jagged flashes.

Su Nan stood on a scorched plain, surrounded by blackened craters that stretched to the horizon.

The air was thick with energy, and the ground seemed to vibrate with the pulse of elemental power. Overhead, purple lightning coiled and crackled within dense storm clouds, their shapes resembling serpentine dragons.

Even after all his experiences, Su Nan couldn't help but feel awed by the plane's raw majesty.

No one had ever mapped the full extent of the elemental planes, as their boundaries were seemingly infinite.

Each pocket of the Lightning Elemental Plane held unique characteristics:

Vast expanses of scorched earth pelted by unending storms.

Seas of rolling thunderclouds and electric waves.

Singular orbs of pure lightning, pulsing with unimaginable energy.

But all shared one commonality—they were perilous in the extreme.

The ever-present lightning strikes were lethal enough, but the real danger lay in the plane's inhabitants: elemental spirits.

These beings, composed entirely of elemental energy, ranged from benign to terrifyingly aggressive.

Among them, lightning spirits were notorious for their volatile and combative nature.

While weaker spirits could be handled by Level 2 apprentices, the stronger ones posed a significant threat even to Level 3 apprentices.

Above these were the Elemental Titans, creatures capable of contending with formal wizards.

And beyond them, the legendary Elemental Lords, whose power rivaled that of gods.

Su Nan knew better than to venture anywhere near an Elemental Lord's domain.

Fortunately, his current location appeared to be a relatively low-energy zone, unlikely to house any titans or lords.

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Activating his Extreme Guard Ring, Su Nan began to navigate the harsh terrain.

Every few seconds, a bolt of lightning would strike the ground, sending shards of rock flying.

Despite his precautions, Su Nan's protective barrier had already taken several hits, forcing him to remain vigilant.

"Without the strength of a formal wizard, stepping foot here would be suicide," he thought.

He adjusted his route, carefully avoiding areas where the concentration of elemental energy grew too dense.

The Lightning Elemental Plane offered no landmarks, making navigation a challenge. However, Su Nan wasn't concerned—he could always reopen a portal to return home.

For now, his objective was clear: collect Thunderstones for crafting.

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As he ventured deeper, the frequency of lightning strikes increased, and the roar of thunder grew deafening.

Even in this relatively stable zone, the power of each strike was enough to obliterate anything below a Legendary Knight's level.

Su Nan pressed on, his gaze scanning for the faint glimmer of Thunderstones.

After several minutes, his efforts were rewarded—a cluster of jagged crystals embedded in a nearby rock face, pulsating faintly with electric energy.

"These should do nicely," Su Nan murmured, extracting the stones with practiced ease.

But as he stored the Thunderstones in his dimensional ring, a low rumble resonated throug

h the air, distinct from the ambient thunder.

Su Nan's eyes narrowed.

From the horizon, a massive shadow emerged, its form wreathed in crackling electricity.

"A Lightning Elemental Warden," Su Nan muttered, his lips curling into a faint smile. "This might be interesting."

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