Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 1234 - 499: Will Lighthouse

When Professor Uther led him through the layers of protective doors, Ron felt a strong sense of unease from the surrounding environment.

The walls of the entire area were made of a black stone as deep as the night sky.

"Void Stone."

Uther noticed Ron’s gaze:

"This is a special mineral mined from the eighth level of the Abyss, with a strong ability to absorb and release magic power.

Generally, training room walls may be shattered when faced with the impact of a Dark Sun Level Wizard’s power.

But this material can withstand the release of power close to the Great Wizard level without damage."

On both sides of the corridor were rows of monitoring crystals, each recording the surrounding energy fluctuations in real-time.

As Ron passed by, these crystals began to flash different colors of light.

Some displayed stable blue light, while others showed irregular red pulses.

"The energy characteristics of your body are more complex than I expected."

Uther approached the control panel and began inputting complex authentication information:

"The coexistence of different power systems in your body presents many unforeseen issues in practice."

"Let’s start with the basics."

Professor Uther stood at the control panel, the void remnants emitting a weak but still stable glow:

"Release a standard ’Ring of Brilliance,’ without adding any transformations, just as you learned in your Apprentice period."

This request sounded almost insultingly simple.

The Ring of Brilliance was a basic attack magic Ron mastered during his Intermediate Apprentice period, capable of releasing it with his eyes closed.

But he quickly realized the deeper meaning behind Professor Uther’s request.

"Understood, Professor."

Ron took a deep breath and started to mobilize the magic power within him.

Following the process in his memory, he constructed the most basic light magic circuit...

However, as soon as the magic power began to flow, problems immediately manifested.

First was the automatic activation of the Thunderfire Tyrant bloodline. When perceiving the fluctuations of light elements, the dragonhead bloodline instinctively considered it an "attack command."

Thus, the originally pure light began to mix with gold and red flame patterns, and the surrounding air emitted a slight whistling sound due to the influx of lightning.

"This is wrong..."

Ron tried to suppress the interference from the bloodline, but the Chaos Sheep Head bloodline also reacted at this moment.

The essence of Chaos is "possibility," and it sensed the "certainty" in the construction of magic, instinctively wanting to introduce some "variables."

The trajectory of the Ring of Brilliance began displaying subtle distortions, no longer a perfect circle but an ellipse full of irregular fluctuations.

The most critical issue was the output of magic power.

The density of magic power compressed twice was too high, like trying to fill a regular cup with the pressure of a fire hydrant.

When this high-density magic power surged into the spell framework of the Ring of Brilliance, the fragile energy structure couldn’t withstand the enormous pressure.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion, and the Ring of Brilliance burst in mid-air.

Golden-red sparks scattered like fireworks, mixed with purple-black aura of chaos.

The void stone walls of the entire training room lit up shield patterns, completely absorbing these uncontrolled energies.

Ron stood in place, his expression somewhat embarrassed.

Such a basic spell went out of control like this.

If it were in battle, this kind of mistake would be enough to cost him his life.

"Indeed, the problem is more serious than I imagined."

Professor Uther recorded the data on the monitoring equipment.

But his tone carried no blame, instead it had a certain expected calm:

"But this too was expected.

Your current internal environment is like an orchestra that has never had a rehearsal.

Every instrument’s performance is beautiful on its own, but if they interfere with each other, it becomes complete noise."

The old professor walked over to a large analysis screen showing detailed data from Ron’s casting just now.

"Look here," he pointed to a set of waveform graphs;

"Your energy output curve shows a distinct ’triple oscillation’ pattern.

The Thunderfire bloodline seeks pure destructive power, the Chaos bloodline longs for change and possibilities, while your rational mind tries to maintain the original control mode.

Three forces are vying for dominance over the same magic."

"Next is the magic overload issue."

Uther switched to another set of data:

"Your compressed magic power is like concentrated coffee—the ’stimulation’ per unit volume is too strong.

The energy framework of basic magic simply cannot withstand this density, forcing it in only causes structural collapse."

"Finally, there is switch latency."

The old professor’s analysis became ever deeper:

"When you realize the problem and try to make adjustments, there is a clear ’blank period.’

In this blank period, you can neither effectively control the new power nor completely cut off the old power.

This state is fatal in combat."

Listening to these professional and detailed analyses, a wave of frustration surged in Ron’s heart.

Originally, he thought gaining new power was something worth celebrating, but he didn’t expect it to bring so many control issues.

"However, these problems can be solved."

Uther’s tone became encouraging again:

"The key lies in that you need to re-establish cognition and control modes over these powers.

Your original control was actually very strong, it’s just broken by the sudden addition of new variables.

The technique itself has no problem, but it takes time to adapt to the new configuration."