Angelet ignored the two men and occupied a shooting position by himself.
"The chip begins to record the power of the spell and convert it into precise units: degrees."
"Recording begins."
Angelet slowly raised his hand, and some fine black mist overflowed from his fingers and suspended in the air, forming a small group of black mist.
He lightly snapped his fingers, and a breeze blew by. The black mist was immediately blown toward the target not far away.
Hiss....
After a slight hissing sound, the original yellow color of the wooden rake gradually darkened, with a hint of black. The rest remained unchanged at all.
Angelet frowned.
"Result report. At the same time, specific power data will be given."
"Pure necromancy negative energy releases 5 degrees of reserve at a time. Enemies with a constitution below 1.5 will suffer corrosive fatal damage, enemies with a constitution above 1.5 will be affected by skin corrosion. Enemies with a constitution above 3 can be ignored." The answer given by the chip made An
Gullie fully realized that without a spell model, the cost of pure energy compared with the damage caused was really not cost-effective.
"That is to say, when a full 5 degrees of energy is released, it can cause damage to ordinary people, pose a certain threat to ordinary knights, and have very poor effects on stronger knights or apprentices. It seems that pure energy
It is indeed too wasteful to use it. If it were cast instead, maybe 3 degrees of spell consumption would be able to produce a similar effect." Angelet frowned and pondered.
"How much pure energy is expected to be required to destroy a wooden rake?"
"19 degrees." The chip replied instantly.
Angelet narrowed his eyes slightly. He pushed open the guardrail in front of him, pulled out the black dagger from his waist, and stepped forward.
laugh!
The dagger hit the target in one fell swoop. The first blow did not move.
Angelet retracted his right hand and suddenly exerted force.
With a snap, the upper half of the wooden rake fell to the ground.
"I can destroy this target with one full blow. In other words, my full physical attack is equivalent to 19 degrees." Angelet thought about it.
Next, he tried other energy particles. Now his own mana has 15 degrees of energy. With the storage of the chip, he has a full energy reserve of more than 30 degrees. The densities of various particles vary.
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The density of the wind particles was very low, and the wind force of 19 degrees was released, almost at the level of a small hurricane, and the wooden rake was blown directly off.
Angelet left the laboratory because the energy was exhausted.
The next day, particle experiment recording was started again.
This time it was 19-degree fire particles. When released, it was a small fireball. When it hit it, the wooden rake was also destroyed without any suspense.
This gave Angelet a guess.
"The unit of degree specified by wizards should indeed be the unified unit of basic energy. Different energy particles, under the same degree unit, produce similar actual effects. In other words, all negative energy particles have the same
A degree of energy is released, causing similar damage. This shows that different particles have different densities. And this degree should actually be a unit determined from the result. The chip noticed it, but I didn't notice it myself."
On the third day, Angelet stood in front of the target that was destroyed again, thinking deeply.
"Since speed is a unit that represents power, then maybe I can completely digitize my actual combat power." He touched his chin, and this thought came to his mind.
"A wizard's promotion requires the Water of Yasu as an introduction, and it's impossible to get this thing now. It's good to sort out your own strength first."
In the past few days of experiments, Angelet has obviously reached the limit of the destructive power of his physical attacks, which is 20.1 degrees. It is slightly weaker than pure energy damage. If he unleashes pure energy attacks with all his strength, it should be around 22 degrees.
This is probably his limit.
This precise unit system gave him a rough standard for judging the strength of the enemy and ourselves. Although battles are not just about destructive power, the rough strength gap should also be noticeable.
During the past few days of experiments, Angelet and the two apprentices also chatted casually.
The middle-aged woman's name was Kelly Naviste. She was a third-class apprentice, majoring in the enchantment department. The other young man, the second-class apprentice, did not dare to interrupt the conversation between the two third-class apprentices.
After Angele inquired, he found out that he majored in conjuration, his name was Mikain, his father was a wealthy businessman, and the whole family's hopes were pinned on him. He was also Kelly's nephew.
Bang!
Angele released a stream of green flames, which hit the wooden rake not far away.
With a bang, the wooden rake burned instantly. Green flames quickly enveloped the entire target, and the wood quickly turned black and turned into charcoal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Phosphorescent giant elephant heart, phosphorus fire impact, attack attribute: energy. Destructive power: 12 degrees. Consumption of mental power: 1. Consumption of mana: 0."
Angelet nodded with satisfaction and put the heart away. This thing can only be used twice a day. Fortunately, it is instant and very convenient. It just looks ugly.
It has 12 degrees of destructive power. If the defensive armor is not good enough, even a knight will be severely damaged if the body is hit. Of course, the knight has his own energy defense, so it is hard to say.
From this point of view, the other bomb made of phosphorescent heart... was obviously powerful to a certain extent. Angelet had a rough comparison in his mind.
Bang bang bang...
Suddenly, a crisp sound of applause came from not far away.
Kelly, a middle-aged woman in her thirties, walked over with a smile. This woman had an ordinary face, shawl brown hair, small and thin lips, and sharp eyes, giving people a sharp and mean feeling.
"Lord Angele, are you almost done with your experiment?" she said with a smile. However, she seemed completely unaware that her smile was unfriendly.
"It's almost done indeed." Angelet nodded. He didn't care about others seeing his experiment, except for the phosphorescent heart. There was nothing to hide about this thing. He was currently studying the modeling of new spells.
That's what needs to be kept secret.
"Ms. Kelly, if you have any questions, just tell me." Angelet turned around and smiled.
Among students, although there is no explicit regulation, third-class apprentices have been separated from other levels below. The difficulty of the second-class to reach the third-class is not known to outsiders. This has also led to the high status of third-class apprentices in the academy.
Although ordinary apprentices can meet the formal wizard mentors of the academy, mentors generally do not interact with apprentices. On the contrary, third-class apprentices have a lot of interactions with ordinary apprentices. And they are much stronger than second-class apprentices.
This phenomenon naturally occurs.
The third-level apprentices formed a small circle together, excluding other levels.
"The number of apprentices recalled by the academy this time has been greatly reduced. It is said that several official wizards died in this war." Kelly whispered.
The other man, Mikain, who was about twenty years old, remained silent and just maintained a polite smile. He was only a second-class apprentice, and Kelly didn’t even look at him. The twenty-year-old second-class apprentice was no longer
Maybe she has hit the official wizard. Even her nephew is of little value. Only third-level apprentices are qualified to talk to each other on an equal footing. This is one of the unspoken rules.
"Really?" Angelet adjusted his gray robe. After some experiments, his clothes also looked a little wrinkled.
"Now the academy is facing an embarrassing situation with no one to carry out many tasks. It is said that many of the mentor's formal disciples died in this war." Kelly seemed to like to mince words when speaking.
"So what?" Angelet remained calm.
"This means that the college is facing a serious shortage of manpower. Incidents in many jurisdictions have no manpower to solve them. This will have a bad impact on the reputation and dominance of the college. Of course, these are not what we should worry about.
The question is just that, Angelet, didn’t you ask me last time if my family had any pharmacy recipes?” Kelly smiled mysteriously.
"What's wrong? Do you have any?" The last time Angelet chatted, he just asked casually, hoping to try his luck. Kelly said at that time that he didn't have any.
"Our family doesn't have one. But we found someone who does." Kelly smiled. She just wanted to get closer to Angelet, a potential talent who was promoted to third-class apprentice before he was 18 years old. Especially now that the academy's talent pool is declining.
Under the circumstances, it will not take long for Angele to be accepted as a formal disciple by the mentors and to focus on training. Now is the best time to formally build relationships. Although she does not admit that as a wizard apprentice, she is more utilitarian.
"Who? What recipe?" Angelet's face darkened and he became serious.
"A prescription for Griffin's Nightmare Potion. It shouldn't be fake. After all, the other party is a small family that has been passing down medicinal materials for many years. But they refused to take action." Kelly laughed.
"Refuse to take action?" Angelet's eyes were sharp. "Thank you for telling me this information. Ms. Kelly, if you don't mind, can you tell me the details in detail?"
"Of course." Kelly said seriously, "That family started out by trading medicinal materials. The initial rise was due to a clan member who accidentally became a wizard's apprentice. However, he was not an apprentice of our academy, but a small inheritance. That kind of
A scattered disciple of a wandering wizard. It happened that the teacher of that tribe was a pharmacist. In an accident, he got the recipe for Griffin's nightmare potion. He was hunted and killed, and finally died outside. Everyone saw him using the recipe with their own eyes.
The recipe was completely burned. But recently my family discovered that the old guy had tricked everyone. He copied the recipe and gave it to his disciple. Later, after the apprentice died, the recipe has been kept as a family heirloom.
, passed down to this day. It was not until recently that one of my tribesmen discovered their secret in an accident."
Angelet's face was serious.
"Griffin Nightmare Potion... a legendary auxiliary potion that can increase the effect of Yasu Water. It has been lost for hundreds of years. I didn't expect that there are still prescriptions left. It seems that you are planning to use my power to attack your opponent.
"Tell me, what else does the other party have to rely on?" He is a person who pursues his goals at any cost. As long as it doesn't go against morality too much, the rest doesn't matter.
Kelly's face didn't change at all after he said it. It would be strange if the other party couldn't tell that she was thinking so much.
"A recipe that can increase the chances of a wizard being promoted is naturally extremely precious. No one else knows about this except the three of us. The tribesman I discovered was also..." Kelly stopped, but did not finish.
, but Angelet naturally understood the meaning, and just didn’t let the academy know. She continued: "The other family was almost solved by us. Unexpectedly, an inexplicable young tribesman suddenly appeared, and half of his body was a second-class apprentice.
It's just that he actually has weird attack methods and the spells he releases are very weird. I suffered a big loss last time. Even my nephew was injured." Kelly looked at the second-class apprentice man Mi who didn't speak.
Kane.
Mikain immediately held up his right arm knowingly.
Angelet took a quick look and saw a centipede-like silver scar clearly crawling on his skin on his arm, which looked very ferocious.
The scar is actually silver!
Angelet was slightly startled.
"You didn't ask other third-class apprentices for help?" he asked.
"We've looked for it... We've tried our luck here many times. The third-class apprentices we met have no interest in pharmacy. But fortunately, I met you Angelet. If you hadn't asked before
I dare not tell you directly about the prescription, even if you try me once." Kelly smiled and answered.
Angelet remained skeptical about the confidentiality she mentioned.
Griffin Nightmare Potion is also known as Nightmare Potion. Although it is rare and precious, it is actually not very attractive to ordinary third-class apprentices. Because this potion has high requirements for materials and a low success rate. Even if
After obtaining the prescription, the average apprentice simply cannot afford the consumption of configuration.
As for why it happened to be something he was interested in, you have to ask the Kelly in front of you... The other person must be doing what he likes.