Chapter 285: Arcane Wheel
"Looks like luck doesn't always favor me..." After searching for so long and still coming up empty-handed, Leon let out a disappointed sigh.
But then again, that's only to be expected...
Lathite Mithril—this magical alloy—even a Saint-ranked alchemist may not be able to get their hands on it.
Back in the day, Igor the Azure Sage managed to obtain a piece.
That was how the three legendary Sky Rank Alchemical Golems came to be.
But if I can't find any Lathite Mithril, my plan to perfect the Mana Harness will have to wait a little longer...
Originally, Leon thought that after fusing with that drop of Silver Dragon's blood, his Mana Harness would be almost perfect—perhaps even overturning Northend World's entire magical system, becoming the strongest Mana Harness in history.
Yet when Leon opened his eyes, he realized he'd only guessed half of it...
It's true, the Mana Harness he now possessed might well be the strongest in Northend World's history, but true perfection was still a long way off.
Other than Leon Merlin himself, no one else knew just how bizarre his current state truly was...
Whether it was Sylas West or Fran, Lance or Salomon, they all unanimously believed that Leon was already on the threshold of advancement—he had fused all nine Arcane Sigils into one and stepped into the realm of Archmage.
But Leon knew better...
They were only half right.
It was true—Leon had indeed entered the realm of Archmage. But the nine arrays of arcane energy had not truly fused into one!
No, no, no...
It wasn't as simple as failing to fuse them into one.
In truth, even Leon himself couldn't quite grasp why this was happening—why he now possessed ten arrays of arcane energy!
This was far too abnormal...
In the thousand-million-year history of Northend World, never had a single mage possessed ten Arcane Sigils. You either remained at nine forever, or fused them into one and ascended. There was never a third path.