The battle between the Thunder God Palace Remnant Images and the void warship's golem guard corps seemed like it would last a long time. For each of the following days, combat in the Second Sky continued incessantly.

The Day-Chasing Silver Shuttle experienced several violent tremors every day, or collective extinguishing of magical lamps, followed by golems and alchemists from various locations urgently transporting supplies to damaged areas everywhere for emergency repairs.

Such days continued for a month and a half. Locke had even grown somewhat accustomed to it.

Just like those other formal wizards who were used to such things.

Inside the void warship library.

During this time, Locke had finished reading all the materials he had brought aboard, improving his knowledge in the three fields of plant magic, breeding, and potion studies.

At this moment, he was browsing through books from the void warship's free library.

His eyes brightened slightly. Although the quality of books inside the free library was indeed relatively poor, there were still some high-quality articles.

It was like fishing for a needle in the ocean.

Right now, Locke had found an article discussing an abyssal-type potion, [Mammon's Powder Potion].

This was actually a potion formula that could increase the mental power of vaporization stage wizards and accelerate liquefaction.

"I didn't expect to have such a gain," Locke thought. 'Taking Mammon's Powder Potion can accelerate the process of mental power materialization for vaporization stage wizards, can accelerate liquefying my mental power, giving me even more powerful telekinesis.'

'Moreover, I already have most of the materials in my astral ring. Even the Mammon demon is sealed inside Howard's body, and Howard has been brought into the Druid's Ring by me, becoming my demiplane gardener. I can extract a portion of the Mammon demon from his body at any time, then try to concoct this potion.'

Locke's eyes showed slight delight. 'After successful concoction, I can also synthesize it. Killing two birds with one stone.'

At this time, Wizard Salvador came over, glanced at the Mammon's Powder Potion in Locke's hands, shook his head slightly, and looked at Locke with puzzlement, "Why are you looking at this kind of thing? Mammon's Powder Potion is not only difficult to concoct and requires familiarity with abyssal potion studies, but abyssal potions all have very serious side effects."

"I remember Mammon's Powder Potion, if your constitution is insufficient and you forcibly take it, your body will gradually lose sensation, then gradually turn into a golden statue. And even if your constitution is strong, if you take these abyssal potions day and night, the potion toxicity will continuously accumulate. Sooner or later, it will also turn you into a golden statue."

Locke glanced at the strange old man, knowing the strange old man was definitely not interested in abyssal potion studies, so he directly deflected, "Mm, I'm just learning about it. Know yourself and know your enemy, and you'll win every battle."

Wizard Salvador looked at Locke with even more respect, "You truly are a noble plant magic wizard."

"Breeder Augustine, I can tell you're very suitable to join our Hand of the Jungle. As long as I write a recommendation letter..."

Suddenly, the Day-Chasing Silver Shuttle violently shook, and the entire Day-Chasing Silver Shuttle fell into darkness.

Locke frowned. He closed the book in his hands and waved. The book automatically flew toward its original position on the bookshelf.

He had already recorded this formula just now. Returning to his room, he could use the equipment in the simple potion room in the warship suite to begin attempting it.

It was just that today this should be the third time the magical lamps inside the warship suddenly collectively extinguished.

What had happened?

Soon, the sound transmission arrays built into various parts of the Day-Chasing Silver Shuttle emitted sounds, 'Please rest assured, passengers. Currently, we have discovered a web-way entrance that can escape the Thunder God Palace Remnant Images. Entering the web-way, we predict we can make up for all ten days of the voyage delayed before in one go, and arrive at the Land of Six Towers five days earlier than the planned schedule.'

'At the same time, completely escape the Thunder God Palace Remnant Images.'

'Entering the web-way will cause a second magical pressure disorder. Please don't worry too much, passengers. For any situation, you can seek help from the potion masters on the airship.'

During this time, Locke had consulted many materials but still hadn't found much high-quality information about the Second Sky and special life forms like Thunder God Palace Remnant Images.

He had only found that some articles believed the Second Sky and the wizard world were indeed two worlds, so all wizards in the space under the Second Sky would be targeted with malice. A very small portion of sensitive wizards would even experience magical pressure disorder phenomena, the so-called magical pressure imbalance syndrome.

Those articles speculated that perhaps the wizard world had previously annexed some worlds but hadn't completely digested them, thus causing this situation.

It was just that these things were also only speculation, not much different from what the strange old man Wizard Salvador had said.

Locke was about to stand up when suddenly he sensed that some wizards were actually walking toward them in the darkness.

Locke glanced at Wizard Salvador sitting right beside him, so he sat back down.

The next moment, the lights came on. The magical lamps lit up one by one, restoring brightness.

Locke narrowed his eyes. He saw five First Circle wizards standing before him. Four were ordinary stage wizards, and one was a vaporization stage wizard.

All five wore gray wizard robes, hiding their faces under the robes.

Locke looked at the five people and said, "Five of you, is there something?"

The five people's gazes stared tightly at Wizard Salvador. One wizard with his nose painted full of red pigment said, "You two, we've taken a liking to the seats you're currently sitting in. Can you move?"

"There are plenty of seats in the library. Giving them to us wouldn't be a problem, right?"

Before Locke could finish speaking, Wizard Salvador was already almost dying of anger. In his eyes, having him ride the same void warship with this group of ignorant ecological destroyer wizards was already excessive enough. Now five clowns actually ran in front of him to say such provocative things.

Wizard Salvador opened his mouth and cursed. A string of curses spewed from his mouth, spraying until even the only female wizard among the five couldn't take it anymore, her expression changing greatly.

Locke glanced at Wizard Salvador, knowing the five had come with ill intent, "Five of you, first of all, private duels should not be allowed on wizard ships."

"Secondly, I am the Eye Demon Wizard Locke Augustine. I wonder if you could give me some face and not hold it against this Mister Salvador."

The five wizards had cold expressions. The red-nosed wizard in the lead sneered, "What Eye Demon Wizard? Never heard of you."

"Are you some impressive character?"

"Do we need to give you face? If you dare block the way, we'll kill you."

Locke's expression changed. He wasn't angry because of the other party's rudeness, but rather realized the other party was specifically targeting Wizard Salvador.

Then, the identity of these five people was self-evident. They were probably black wizards hired by the Ptolemy family.

At this time, the void warship Day-Chasing Silver Shuttle seemed to have plunged headfirst into some special celestial phenomenon in the Second Sky. The entire warship suddenly fell into darkness again. All magical lamps were extinguished in an instant. All magical traps and magical devices all failed in this instant.

The five wizards shouted, "Number six succeeded, take action."

In the last moment before the lights went out, the five took off their wizard robes. In an instant, all five were actually each wearing circus outfits.

The leader was a clown with a red nose painted on his face. The only female was a female magician holding a colorful magic wand in her hands. There were also people dressed as an animal tamer, a fortune teller, and a puppeteer.

Many wizards in the library noticed this side and their expressions all changed, because they had already recognized the other party's identity.

"It's the Magic Thief Circus, pirates who specifically mix onto various void warships, making a living by robbing void warships. Didn't this wizard airship check quite strictly? How did they get on board?"

"This is bad, black wizards have boarded this warship."

"Where are the warship's managers? What are they doing?"