Maximus formed a green ball in his hand, a 'knowledge transfer' technique that he once used on his students to teach them how to swim quickly due to lack of time.

  An unknown technique in the hands of Maximus that attracted Albus' attention despite his inability to analyze or understand it, its basis itself is different from the foundations of the magic of this world.

  'Accept it and you will be able to understand the language of the book.'

  Albus relaxed his defenses and allowed the technique to enter his mind; he was wandering for a moment and then blinked and regained consciousness. Laughing as he turned the pages of the Book of Knowledge, he was now able to understand every word in the book as if it were his mother tongue.

  'Exquisite! What are we going to do now?'

  [You have to ask me, the techniques are written on my pages. pp. 35, 37, 66, 125, 201, and 367. This is your mission.]

  'It's that simple! You have a living library, Maximus; I wish I had something similar to save me the trouble of searching for information every time.'

  Maximus took a seat and several papers and proceeded to write without the need for a book, as he also memorized techniques by heart.

  The mission of the two was different: Albus' task was the techniques he would give to his comrades, while Maximus' was to write techniques for the rest of the continent's powerful when he will begin to teach them after building the Academy of Knowledge.

  .........

  The two continued to write and the manager's curiosity grew further with each new read. The foundations of these spells and techniques were as radically different from what was familiar to him as the difference of languages and their rules from each other. The desire to learn was not enough on its own, it took a high level of intelligence and intuitive speed to learn it in record time.

  'These techniques are amazing, although I only understand them partially, they are still intrinsically mysterious. Do you know why?'

  Maximus had just finished checking the papers, looking for errors, when his friend, who had just finished, interrupted him.

  'It's simple; you're trying to speak fluently in a language you just began learning. It is only a matter of time so don't rush.'

  After Maximus finished, he took the papers written by the director, corrected some errors and modified some techniques to make them easier to understand. Even the dusk wizard Albus was surprised by how much change after Maximus modified it, as if he had turned Algebra meant for high school students into a book that middle school students could understand and learn.

  'Your skills are truly otherworldly. I confess that you are far ahead of me.'

  Maximus smiled sarcastically and answered his former mentor.

  'I never got the title of Heavenly Magician in my previous life out of nowhere.'

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  'These are the techniques that belong to each of you, take your time to learn them, but preferably within a time frame of two weeks. Do your best.'

  Each of them took the paper on which his technique was written. They could only show their fascination with the content.

  'They're techniques from another world!!'

  'Are you leaving now? We won't force you to stay though.'

  Maximus sighed because he was leaving after such a short visit, he would not be able to stay next to them all the time, as the world depended on the progress of his plans.

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  'Sorry but I am leaving now.'

  'Take care of yourself, comrade.'

  Albus remained on the side, watching this farewell among colleagues, only waving a hand after Maximus turned towards him. The heavenly magician turned around and walked out of the manor without even looking behind. He wanted to prove his determination to his goals, and to not hesitate no matter what the situation.

  Maximus has set his new goal of becoming stronger than he was even to secure victory in the final battle. He decided to seize these few days before the meeting to break through to the true ninth-rank after he had received enlightenment from the book.

  [I promised you that I would help you with what I have so that you can stop ### from destroying the rest of the worlds. I will convey the techniques and sensations he felt during his breakthrough of this level and exploit them to repeat the same process.]

  'Wait until I get to the destination and then transfer it to me, there are only two minutes left at most.'

  [Heading towards a deserted island? a good choice as it is out of sight, so it reduces the risk to others.]

  .........

  Maximus continued to fly towards the island at a near-speed of sound and arrived quickly, it was not an island in the true sense of the word. It was only a large sea rock on which only algae could grow, but it was sufficient to achieve the goal of Maximus.

  'We've arrived; you can start transferring it to me.'

  [Prepare for it, I am not responsible for anything that may happen to you during the process so you have to get through the ordeal yourself.]

  'Aaah.'

  Severe and unbearable pain permeated every inch of his mind and body; it was similar to the pain from that time. It was linked to prohibited information, the law of cause and effect intervened to achieve the balance with the help of the concept of pain. This time, the pain was unbearable compared to the previous time, it was not only pain that attacked Maximus. Lightning struck the island several times in a row, targeting Maximus, who was dodging it to the best of his ability, the lightning did not leave the slightest trace on the ground where it struck, which meant it was not ordinary. It was a punishment according to the law of cause and effect and attacks only the target so it is far more dangerous.

  .........

  The crisis lasted for exactly a minute and then disappeared on its own, disappeared like a summer thunderstorm, after wreaking havoc for minutes, it disappeared as if it did not exist.

  Maximus was lying on his back on top of a mass of algae; he sweated heavily and was breathing very hard.

  [Are you okay? you have overcome the ordeal, congratulations to you.]

  'You're wrong; I haven't gotten through an ordeal. However, two ordeals at the same time, my body instinctively implemented the technique and the two tribulations overlapped at the same time. Luckily I'm alive!'

  Maximus leaned on his elbow and then tried to get up, the pain continued as if every bone in his body was shattered.

  [Great! You have passed the annoying phase then. You still have to increase your mana capacity several fold. This area happens to be rich in mana.]

  'It wasn't a random choice; I chose it in preparation for this particular purpose.'

  Maximus sat down and began to treat the injuries of his body that had just evolved; the structure of his body was different from what it had been before. The number of mana storage points increased from 14 to over thirty. The main storage center shifted from the heart to the brain and the storage centers expanded somewhat.

  [...]

  Maximus exhausted all the mana left in his body for treatment and cast out every remaining atom. The first step of the process was completed and he moved on to the second step. All the mana within a range of five hundred meters gravitated towards Maximus, compressed and piled up until it turned into a pure liquid that rushed towards his body. It permeated through the skin and pores, through the mouth and nose and slowly the storage points began to fill up.

  10...27...49...74...88...100 percent. All storage centers are full and it is time to implement the third and most important step, the expansion of storage points, which will be different from the usual technique.

  'Even if the mana is compressed as far as possible, even if I turn my body into a mana tank it won't be enough. I will turn the mana towards the sea of consciousness and my own dimensional domain.'

  The mana from all storage points headed towards the brain but atrophied like emptying water from a pierced bucket. The mana was not in vain, it moved from the material world to his own consciousness; an almost infinite space for which it finally found someuse.

  The process of storing and unloading continued to repeat many times over the following hours, and liquid mana filled the sea of consciousness to such an extent that it could be called a Sea of Mana.

  [I have never thought that way before, I wonder how ### would react if he knew about it.

  The book was surprised by this unconventional method; it was a lucky experiment that culminated in unprecedented possibilities...