Chapter 1720 Senior Sister has joined the Legend, and I’ll give you a gift! (Ten thousand rewards plus update 23)

Already seeing the hope of reaching the summit, Archmage Philbi was not impatient and in a calm mood.

Her teacher, the Lord of Thunder, told her:

"When you are able to advance to Legend, you will know it yourself. When the time comes, once you take that step, it will basically be a matter of course."

Her senior brother Baierbo Legend also told her this:

"I feel that I might fail, or my lifespan is about to end, or I am facing some huge danger, and forcefully attack the legend - among a hundred such casters, at least ninety will die.

Warriors? Warriors are even worse. If you want to seek a breakthrough in battle and be promoted to a legend, ninety-nine out of a hundred will die!

The so-called failure probability of advanced legend is all supported by them!"

This is the benefit of having legends to guide you. You don’t have to search hard for these insights and experiences, dig holes in libraries, or even dig graves in secret places.

As long as you ask, your teacher or someone in your class will definitely give you guidance!

The Lord of Thunder and the Legend of Balbo both taught Archmage Philby this way:

"We are magicians. We are spellcasters who rely on exploring the reality of the world and obtaining feedback from this world to move forward step by step. Your advancement should be like eating and drinking, taking one step forward...

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Now, Archmage Philby was sitting in the center of the lightning, with her eyes slightly closed, letting all kinds of thoughts flow through her mind.

When she was bathing in the particle flow before, the energy she could use, retain, and bind was only one or two percent. For this, a large part of the energy had to be allocated to protect herself from injury;

After discovering the spell configuration in the extraordinary points of the chromosome, she added resonance to this configuration during meditation and imprinted it into her body. Since then, the energy that can be used has increased from 12% to 5%.

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It seems that most of the energy will be lost, but the efficiency of meditation has been improved five times!

Even so, Philby still feels that meditation is extremely inefficient and the process of absorbing energy is very sluggish.

Until she listened to the teacher's lecture and understood the principle of wave-particle duality. In the process of observing the electron double-slit interference experiment, she discovered that observing with mental force and observing without mental force will produce different results -

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Since using electronics to interfere with mental power will be counterproductive, then let’s not use mental power!

Let nature take its course, let nature take its course! There is no need to use mental force to guide or restrain it. It will take on the shape of a wave and transport energy, and the efficiency is even higher——

Under the guidance of advanced theories, Archmage Philby's self-improvement has been rapid. She almost just sits in front of the accelerator and breathes naturally, and powerful power is infused into her body.

Breathing, breathing, breathing, breathing, finally, the feeling of fullness in the body reaches the limit. As long as it is properly guided, it can naturally cause qualitative changes——

it's time.

Philby told herself gently. The energy accumulation was full, and the proportion of elementalization had been reached. The next step was to sort out her own path, and step on this unique path, move forward, and enter the realm of legend.

The teacher's path is a unique thunder and lightning magic;

Senior brother's path is that powerful explosion spell, to be precise, it is the use of radioactive elements;

What about my path?

My path, what is it again?

Archmage Philby stretched out her hand forward. She stretched her arm flat, turned it over, and held her palm upward, holding a flower made of lightning.

The light, thin, translucent flowers fell between her fingers, and the petals trembled, scattered and combined, turning into runes one after another, and spell configurations one after another.

When she first became a mage apprentice, she learned the first magic. Other mage apprentices started with mage tricks, freezing rays, dancing lights and flashes. Only she learned lightning shock;

When she was a third-level mage, she entered the big boss's sight with her article "On the Use of Spreading Electric Fields and Electric Shock to Search for Enemies". Now, the spell configuration ignited in her hand is the version she modified.

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After becoming a fifth-level mage, she entered the sect of the Lord of Thunder, and the Lord of Thunder cast her first magic...

And after Grete demonstrated alternating current and direct current, she had a new understanding of lightning magic;

Also, after discovering the relationship between electricity and magnetism, her research, the electromagnetic conversion formula she calculated, and the force field magic she created based on this formula;

And after touching electrons, she created new magic based on them;

And... and... and... and...

The crystal-clear spell model rotates around her. From small to large, from simple to complex, and from complex to ultimate simplicity.

And these spell models finally gathered together to form a huge, gorgeous flower of thunder and light. The flower of thunder and light surrounded her, embraced her, held her up, and provided her with strength.

Philby let out a long breath. Step by step, she had done enough research and her research results were solid enough.

So, when she took the step to become a legend——

She will definitely succeed!

Will!

Gretel's eyes widened outside the mage tower. Beside him and behind him, stood a row of magicians of the plasticity department, each with the same appearance as him——

A pair of huge, huge sunglasses is worn on the face, fastened tightly on the top, bottom and four sides. Not to mention the wind and sand, it is impossible to pour in through the gaps, and even the side light cannot penetrate.

They surrounded Gretel, standing in a semi-arc shape with him as the center, holding their heads high, staring at the sea of ​​thunder and light. After waiting for so long, they waited until the sea of ​​thunder and light changed shape:

It was blurry inside before, as if there were various spell runes present.

However, the light of lightning was too bright to be seen directly by the naked eye. When they escaped from the mage tower, the detection instruments they carried with them could not detect the fine structures in the extremely bright light;

As for using mental power to detect? It’s funny! Not to mention that this is a half-step legend in the advancement of the famous violent lightning. Whatever mental power is penetrated can be destroyed!

Therefore, when the sea of ​​thunder and light began to fluctuate and transform, all the magicians felt grateful and overjoyed. Finally, they could see it! Finally!

Previously, we could only do simple exploration outside, that is to say, measure the total amount of external energy attracted during this advancement process. In addition, although the nature of the energy is already obvious, it still needs to be measured and recorded.

There is a difference between thunder and lightning!

Of course, it's fine now. The sea of ​​lightning began to condense and deform, taking on a state they had never seen before. It seemed... it seemed...

"Does it smell like a spell configuration?"

"It looks a bit like...the left side, the top arc on the left, and the two folds next to the arc, it looks a bit familiar..."

"Can anyone recognize what configuration this is?"

"I can't tell...it's too little...how can I guess if I only have this corner...at least half of it must be exposed, right?"

"Maybe I can't even guess half of it... After all, it's a sign that the teacher has entered the legend... Maybe, maybe, it's a spell that I've never seen before..."

"Then can we continue watching?"

"..."

The magicians who are not from the plasticity department have already voluntarily stepped back, turned around, turned their backs to the scene, and only used their mental power to sense the aura of the scene.

The magicians of the Evocation Department, who were not subordinate to Thunder Horn, or who were not direct disciples of Philby, also began to retreat rustlingly.

What if this is Archmage Philby? No, Philby's legendary unique spell is the unique spell she relies on to advance to legend. I accidentally read it and wrote it down, although it won't gouge out my eyes or cleanse my memory -

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I owe a huge debt and will have to work for Philby Legend for the next fifty years. This is already the best outcome!

The remaining direct disciples of Philby turned their faces and heads. They looked at the lightning a few times, and then at Grete; they looked at the lightning a few more times, and then at Grete...

Hey, can we watch?

If we watched it, would we be beaten to death by the teacher? No, would we be hung up and beaten by the teacher?

Get an idea!

Gretel pretended not to see anything. He could see it by himself, no problem. He could read it as he wanted, and memorize it as he wanted. It would be no problem to write it all down and use it directly. The senior sister would never touch a finger on him.

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But these nephews are not good! Who knows what the senior sister thinks? Who knows how the senior sister evaluates these disciples?

Who is being cultivated as a confidant and the seed of a future legend? Who is accepted as a favor by others? Who feels that they have no potential and can only squeeze the labor force?

You make your own judgment, I don’t care, don’t think I will take the blame for you!

By the way, if this sea of ​​lightning can change into a spell configuration that has never been seen before, a spell configuration with a high enough level, even a legendary level, does that mean that the senior sister's advancement has been successful?

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Alas, it's a pity that I'm standing too low and can't see the whole picture... The lightning is shining and bursting at any time, a slight odor is rippling at the end of the nose, and there are thin electric sparks shining above the head...

Although Gretel is a level 17 magician, he does not dare to fly. Just kidding, he is not a race with wings. He uses magic to fly. With such a strong electric field, if the flying magic is dissipated, he will be free.

Falling!

no way!!!

"Um, Servilia, can I trouble you..." Gretel didn't look away, took two steps to the right, and bumped into the ancient tree with his shoulder:

"Can you grow taller? Taller than the mage tower... so high that it's even with the thunder? I want to see the whole structure of this spell..."

Snapped!

A dark brown branch pulled down. Although Gretel jumped away in time, the bright red leaves still stamped a stamp on the back of his hand.
To be continued...