Two hours later, Old Anderson returned driving a sturdy carriage, the two fine horses snorting thick white breath from their nostrils and restlessly pawing at the ground.

Gaia instructed Anderson not to ask questions, and the old servant, being tactful, kept his mouth shut and got to work without saying a word.

Anderson used all his strength to lift the two magically armored skeleton soldiers onto the carriage. Although he was old, he still possessed the strength of a low-level Silver Warrior, yet even he had to exert himself fully to move these two magically armored skeletons—one could imagine how heavy they were.

“Young master, these two magically armored skeleton soldiers seem unusual.” Anderson said as he drove the carriage, “When I was young, I saw such magically armored warriors, but none were this heavy. After all, the heavier the magically armored warrior, the more magic crystals are required.”

“Mm.” Gaia responded, saying nothing more. The wounds on his body hurt terribly, and there were still eight clusters of martial battle energy within him. Although Hoganberg was dead, these eight clusters of martial battle energy, condensed from Hoganberg’s life essence, were lurking inside his body. Whether this would be a blessing or a curse was still uncertain.

“Anderson.” Gaia called out. Anderson, who was driving, poked his head in, “Young master?”

“Where is that magic meter?”

Anderson looked at Gaia with some reluctance. “Young master, what do you need that thing for?” “Don’t worry about it, just find it quickly.” Anderson had no choice, “Please wait a moment.”

A moment later, Anderson found the magic meter that had been used to measure Gaia in the imperial capital, Xien.

Gaia looked at the magic meter placed before him, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and carefully placed his hands inside. Anderson couldn’t bear to watch, entirely out of sympathy for the young master. This magic meter had, countless times over Gaia’s fourteen years of growth, shattered the boy’s hopes.

Chapter 003 Greenland

With a soft click, a series of numbers appeared on the magic meter.

In the Abyss of Magic, there are three main professions: warrior, knight, and mage. Other professions, such as thief, alchemist, and priest, can all be categorized under these three.

Each of the three main professions is divided into seven ranks. For mages: magic apprentice, trainee mage, mage, magus, archmage, grand archmage, and titled archmage. For warriors: bronze warrior, silver warrior, gold warrior, bronze war god, silver war god, gold war god, and titled war god. For knights: copper-badge knight, silver-badge knight, gold-badge knight, copper-badge commander, silver-badge commander, gold-badge commander, and titled commander.

Each rank is further divided into three stages: lower, middle, and upper, making a total of twenty-one levels.

The magic meter is a tool used by the professional guild to assess the strength level of professionals. The gap between each level measured by the magic meter is 500 points.

For warriors and knights, the magic meter measures three indicators: bone quality (innate bone structure), muscle quality (muscle strength), and battle energy. Each must increase by 500 points to advance to the next level. For mages, there are only two indicators: magic sensitivity and magic control index.

“Young master!” Anderson exclaimed in surprise. Gaia couldn’t help but open his eyes. He still remembered the results of his last measurement: bone quality 20, muscle quality 26, battle energy 0, magic sensitivity 11, magic control index 7.

Those numbers, combined with his body’s inability to cultivate any battle energy or martial skills, meant he would never become strong in this lifetime. This directly led to his father and grandfather—both equally stubborn heads of their families—giving up on him.

But this time, the three panels on the magic meter each displayed a set of numbers. The numbers for the knight and warrior sides were the same:

Bone quality: 20, muscle quality: 26…

These two indicators hadn’t changed at all, but the last column—battle energy—its number kept rapidly increasing, and finally, with a long beep, the battle energy value stopped at 9256!

Old Anderson was shocked, and Gaia himself was stunned.

A battle energy index above nine thousand—this meant that, in terms of battle energy alone, Gaia was already a high-level Gold War God, just one step away from the highest rank in the Abyss of Magic: titled professional!

The vast majority of cultivators in the Abyss of Magic remain at the warrior stage their entire lives. Without a high-level inheritance, cultivating battle energy is extremely difficult, and advancing from warrior to war god is even harder. Yet Gaia, once considered a useless person, now possessed the battle energy of a high-level Gold War God in the blink of an eye.

And his “father,” the family’s top expert, after decades of cultivation, was probably only a mid-level Gold War God. In terms of battle energy alone, he was now inferior to Gaia.

Gaia looked at his own hands in disbelief. Just one cluster of Hoganberg’s battle energy was this powerful—if he released all the other clusters… What kind of existence was this Hoganberg!

Gaia was deeply shocked, feeling that his survival just now was nothing short of a miracle!

“Young master!” Old Anderson said, “Your battle energy is indeed powerful, but your body is still very weak. You must never unleash your full battle energy, or your body will surely be torn apart!”