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in a spacious laboratory.

Standing there, looking at his own appearance in the mirror, Athir frowned slightly.

Compared to before his bloodline was transformed, his appearance now has changed too much.

The fact that one's appearance becomes more refined is not a big deal, as many wizards have the means to do this, and it will not attract much attention for a formal wizard.

After all, when reaching the official wizard stage, the wizard can already transform the human body. Even if he is not satisfied with his appearance, he can use magic power to make fine adjustments to the body, so that it can slowly transform into a more attractive appearance.

But apart from his appearance, Athir's long light silver hair, with a unique quality that sparkles on it, can be seen as extraordinary at a glance.

And the quiet and peaceful aura that Athir exuded at this moment could not be concealed in any way.

These details will reveal some information to a greater or lesser extent.

Every formal wizard is a great scholar, especially those wizards who stand at the top of the Maison area. They can achieve such high achievements and have absolutely rich knowledge. They may be able to perceive something from Athir's changes.

"It would be nice if I could hide it."

Looking at his own reflection in the mirror, Athir couldn't help but murmur, then lowered his head and thought quietly about the possibility of concealment.

Before he had time to think more, a unique burning sensation suddenly came from his forehead, interrupting his thoughts.

Subconsciously, he raised his head and looked towards the mirror in front of him. He saw in the mirror that the ancient tree mark on his forehead was slowly glowing, emitting a bright green light.

The light was filled with tranquility and real power. It was slowly radiating and enveloping Athir.

Under Athir's astonished gaze, his appearance in the mirror was changing rapidly.

After transforming into the blood of the moon elves, the sharp ears that were different from those of ordinary people changed again, becoming the same as ordinary people. The originally light silver long hair also began to change, returning to its previous pure black appearance, and the spiritual brilliance that originally emanated from it completely disappeared, and it looked very normal.

In an instant, Athir changed from a moon elf to an ordinary person again.

But compared to ordinary people, he is still more handsome, and that unique aura cannot be completely concealed. As long as ordinary people stay with him often, their hearts will unconsciously become more peaceful.

However, these unusual characteristics are nothing compared to Athir's half-elf identity.

"The appearance has changed."

Looking at his new appearance in the mirror, Athir touched his forehead blankly, feeling the pulse of the ancient tree mark.

At this time, the mark of the ancient tree was still glowing, accompanied by a feeling of heat.

As this burning sensation continued to intensify, a stream of information surged out from the mark and was transmitted directly into Athir's mind.

This information is huge, not only containing a lot of information about the moon elves, but also the ability of this ancient tree mark.

"Is this... a hiding ability?"

Athir murmured as he felt the new information emerging in his mind.

According to the information that appeared in his mind, the ancient tree mark in front of him had the power of concealment. Through this mark, he could not only conceal his appearance, but also conceal the fluctuations of his power so well that it could not be detected.

Feeling this, Atier's faith moved, and a trace of mental power surged into the mark on his forehead.

In an instant, the ancient tree mark on the forehead began to heat up, and a strange feeling enveloped the whole body.

As this feeling appeared, the originally powerful aura on Athir's body suddenly slowly decreased, quickly dropping from the original level one peak to the ordinary transformation period, and then from the ordinary transformation period to the level before the blood transformation.

When all this was over, the terrifying aura on Athir was immediately hidden. Even if Athir used a chip to observe, he could not see through this disguise.

"What a terrifying ability."

Feeling his own changes, Athir couldn't help but sigh as he stood there: "In the current Meisen area, I'm afraid that unless I want to, no one can see through my disguise."

This is not Athir's arrogance, but an objective fact.

According to the information transmitted previously, the concealment created by the ancient tree mark can only be seen through by one who has reached level four strength. Otherwise, no one can see through it.

In the current Maison area, let alone a fourth-level wizard, I'm afraid you can't even find a third-level wizard.

Although the black wizard leader is very powerful, based on Athir's current strength, he estimates that he is probably at most close to the third-level wizard, and is far from reaching the level of promotion.

As for the other dark wizard elders, each of them is only at level two in strength. Even with Athir's current level, with the power of the moon elf bloodline, he might be able to fight back for a short time.

"Moreover, the function of this mark seems to be more than that..."

As he silently felt the changes in his body, this thought flashed through Athir's mind.

Just now, when he communicated with the mark on his forehead through mental power, he clearly felt what was contained in it.

It was a huge space. There was nothing inside. There was only a stable space, empty.

Feeling this, Athir looked to the side, and a ray of mental power covered it silently.

As he looked over, a bottle of red potion instantly disappeared in front of him.

In the stable space within the ancient tree mark, the red potion appeared instantly, quietly suspended in the space, seemingly unchanged from before.

"It really works this way."

Noticing this, Athir was somewhat surprised and curious: "What is the principle behind this? Without the power of a fourth-level wizard or above, how can this space be stabilized?"

Creating a stable space that can accommodate things is a very difficult skill to achieve. It requires a wizard of level four or above to do it. Moreover, it can only be done by a wizard who has gone through a lot of study and mastered a lot of relevant knowledge and spells.

Thinking of this, Atier suppressed the doubts in his heart, and a bottle of red potion instantly appeared in his hand.

"Chip, detect the status of this bottle of medicine."

He opened the medicine bottle and carefully dipped his hand into the liquid medicine. In an instant, he gave an order to the chip in his mind.

Following his orders, a large amount of data flowed through his mind, used to analyze the status of the bottle of medicine from all aspects.

The final result came out quickly. Compared with the previous one, this bottle of potion did not change much. Even if there were slight changes in some parameters, it was more likely caused by Athir opening the potion bottle.

(End of this chapter)