Chapter 343: Test Blast

Time gradually left its mark on Li En, and the Dragon Vein continued to mature with the passage of years.

【Biological Rank: Silver, Status: Strength 16 (18), Physique 15, Agility 12, Spirit 15】

【Class: Third-Rank Holy Knight, First-Rank Masked Dragon Knight (Magic Binder), Second-Rank Mage, Second-Rank Warrior, Second-Rank Priest, Second-Rank Transmuter, First-Rank Dragon Tongue Speaker.】

For a Silver-blooded individual, Li En’s stats are nothing short of luxurious—he possesses Gold-tier attributes masked as Silver, but given that dragons and dragonkin are typically stat monsters, this seems almost normal.

What’s abnormal is always his absurdly long list of classes.

Acquiring each extraordinary class, even with considerable talent, takes at least half a year; for a mage, taking two or three years to become a full-fledged mage already marks one as a prodigy.

A class is the aggregate of an individual’s life, a “life journey” earned through time and vitality.

Taking multiple classes isn’t impossible, but the time and life consumed are precious.

More importantly, many classes inherently operate on contradictory logic.

For instance, warriors value bold advance, while spellcasters deliberate before acting; even ignoring personal suitability for a class, the mere conflict in combat style, thought process, and cultivation path makes multiclassing utterly uneconomical.

After all, no matter how many First-Rank classes you stack, you’re unlikely to defeat a Grand Warrior.

“It seems that once I reach Third-Rank Mage and master Fireball, I can attempt challenging a regular Grand Warrior above Fifth-Rank without using Dragon Tongue.”

In truth, Li En already has the confidence to fight one, though not necessarily win easily.

Previously, his power was too scattered; his true primary attack was only Exorcism Slash, lacking a truly stable, decisive weapon.

Now, what gives him confidence is the “fireball” slowly gathering on his arm.

Burnfire Ball, a First-Rank elemental fireball, now hovers at Li En’s fingertip.

One, two—Li En, focused on casting, effortlessly completed the most difficult dual-casting.

The clustered small fireballs, under Li En’s control, slowly drifted toward

“Sss!”

In an instant, they naturally merged into a single fist-sized blazing fireball.

Feeling the light and heat before him, sweat dripped from Li En—he sensed one flaw in this spell compared to traditional fireballs.

With a normal fireball spell, you’d simply hurl it at this point.

But now, he must maintain its stability and smooth fusion; the fireball naturally hovers close, and if he mishandles it, it might explode and take him out first.

“No wonder they say pyromancers’ most important skill is the furnace”—playing with fireballs, who isn’t bound to get blown up?

Just like those who play with electricity—they grow used to getting shocked; the real question is whether you survive the blast, the shock, the freeze.

Li En grew even more focused; if he mishandled this, he might truly injure himself badly.

Li En carefully raised the fireball and gradually activated it.

“Complete combustion.”

A faint red glow flickered across Li En’s palms—he successfully activated Divine Grace.

The power of Divine Grace gradually enveloped the flame, yet Li En still unconsciously calculated.

“A standard fireball’s range is twenty to sixty meters, its kill radius six to eight meters.”

Li En looked at the target ahead—roughly thirty meters away, safely within range.

“Go!”

Li En chose to “release,” letting it fly toward the designated target before detonating.