Volume One, The Wizard's World Chapter Forty-Five, The Broad Blade Comes to Life
The next day, Ian and Jasmine reported to Consul as usual. Even though they knew their mentor was in a bad mood, they had to go without receiving any notice.
"Coming!"
After a night of settling down, Consul seemed much calmer. He suppressed all his emotional fluctuations and calmly said to the two of them: "Although the result deviated from what was expected, I still appreciate your help."
"We are very scared when you say that." Jasmine held up her skirt and replied, "We brought Elfo back, and it is our duty to try our best to keep him alive."
Consul chuckled and did not explore how sincere Jasmine's words were. He just said: "I know. Since you have kept your promise, now is the time for me to fulfill my promise. First, let's talk about what you want.
Whatever is reasonable, I will honor it."
Having said this, Ian and Jasmine were slightly inspired. After doing so much, apart from their true intentions, wasn't it just for Consul's reward?
But, what should I ask for? Alchemical potions, magic spells, magic stones, talent formulas or magic materials?
For a moment, the two of them were entangled in a struggle. But there were differences: Jasmine was struggling because she didn't know what she wanted, while Ian was afraid that his request was too much.
"Think slowly, don't be in a hurry." Consul noticed their embarrassment and said calmly.
After about ten minutes of this, although Consul said nothing, the atmosphere became more and more subtle. Ian was a little unbearable, so he felt a sudden change in his heart, and with the mentality of demanding high prices and paying back the money, he uttered a series of nouns. See
Jasmine on the side was stunned.
You guys are so brave.
She then carefully observed her instructor's face, wanting to see his reaction.
Consul was stunned when he heard this. It was the first time he heard that an awakened person dared to be so greedy. But he didn't say anything. He just stared at Ian and said: "It's to make magic items... although there are many kinds.
Some, but the level is not high, around level four."
After all, Consul was a knowledgeable tutor, and he revealed the level of Hunter's Broadblade with just one breath, which made him very nervous. He didn't know if his vote was worth a fourth-level magic item.
"Can!"
In Ian's worried eyes, Consul smiled and nodded, indicating that he accepted the offer and would not counter-offer, which made Ian's affection for him double.
What could be happier than a generous mentor?
So Jasmine struck while the iron was hot and also reported the names of some materials, which were the main ingredients of an alchemical potion. Not surprisingly, Consul agreed, and then he found what the two of them needed from the display cabinet on the side.
After everything was over, Consul suddenly said to the two people who looked happy: "I have something to inform you. From now on, I will close the laboratory. You no longer need to come to serve me during the next period of time. I allow it."
You make your own plans, and we also authorize you to use the laboratory and library over there, so work hard."
This is going to be a retreat, Ian thought, so he asked: "Then when will you leave the retreat?"
"Escape?" Consul didn't understand the meaning of the word for a while, but he roughly understood what he meant, so he said, "The time when I will reopen the laboratory is uncertain, so you don't have to worry."
"Go!" The instructor gave the order to expel the guests, and the two of them naturally obeyed.
"Yes, I hope everything goes well for you!"
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After leaving Consul's exclusive laboratory far away, the two of them couldn't hold back their joy and completely released it.
"Master Hyde, what do you want to build?" Jasmine stretched her neck and looked towards his waist. She knew the properties and functions of the materials, but when they were put together, she didn't know what they were used for.
Naturally, the matter of the broad blade cannot be leaked, so he smiled slightly, took off the sculptor's dagger from his waist, raised it and said, "I accidentally found an enchanting formula and planned to add an attribute to it."
"oh."
She wasn't surprised when she heard Ian's answer. After all, Ian was poor and the most valuable thing in his body was the "sharp" dagger. It was normal to find some materials to enhance its properties.
"So, do you want to use the laboratory today?" Ian asked about the one authorized by Consul, not the poorly equipped teaching laboratory.
The hunter's broad blade is not an ordinary magic item, and he doesn't want to show it in front of others. If Jasmine is in a hurry to prepare the ingredients into a potion, he can only wait until Jasmine is done.
But Jasmine shook her head and said, "I'm not familiar with transformation spells yet, so I won't use them for now."
When Ian received the reply, he naturally said happily, and then said: "Then I will go over there first, please do as you please."
After saying that, he turned around and walked in the other direction, leaving Jasmine Phoenix with a frosty face.
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After separating from Jasmine, Ian quickly came to Consul's laboratory. In order to prevent accidents, he locked the door with his backhand. After locking, no one except Consul could open it.
The defensive measures and confidentiality settings of the mentors' laboratories are very sophisticated, so he is not afraid that any strange phenomena will be spread out by then.
To be honest, the hunter's obelisk is mysterious and weird, coupled with the unfounded identity of a hunter, which makes Ian very uneasy.
Although the identity of this so-called hunter does not reveal any supernatural talents at the moment, and there is no limit to the hunting targets. However, judging from its equipment configuration, the hunter's broad blade, and the bounties that have appeared, it is speculated that the hunting targets of the "hunters" should be the spokesmen of various gods.
As well as middle- and high-level believers.
In other words, hunters are enemies of gods and are hunters of gods.
"You are really looking for death, what a broken system!"
Ian muttered something, and then continued to concentrate on his work.
So what if he is an enemy of God? He has no right to say no now, so he can only work hard and survive step by step.
Not all the materials given by Consul can be used directly. Many bone claws and feathers need to be processed. After all are refined into fine powder, they can then be combined with spells and magic circles to enchant the sculptor's dagger.
The most important of these is the step of chanting enchantment, which requires the combination of spell frequency and mental power to be effective. This requires the wizard to have strong control over his own mental power.
This step is crucial.
However, Ian is not worried about this. Since learning Esme's telepathy calculation method, his telepathy has been greatly improved, and the range and detail of his induction have far exceeded before.
The only thing he was worried about was the strange vision that would occur during the enchantment. Although the laboratory's confidentiality facilities were very good, there was no guarantee that Consul had not left any means of monitoring here. If this was not the best laboratory he could find,
, he will definitely not choose here.
"My son is almost cold, and the instructor won't have the intention to pay attention to me."
Ian comforted himself like this while taking action, and time passed quickly.
Fifteen days later, Ian stood in the middle of a magic circle. This magic circle had no discernible grade or effect, and was mysterious and unpredictable.
The formation pattern is divided into inside and outside, and the periphery is the doctrinal symbol of the seven gods, namely the Doomsday Furnace of the God of Death, the Eternal Sun of the Lord of Light, the Eternal Fountain of the Mother of the Earth, the Moon Scepter of the Night Goddess, and the Demon God of the Abyss.
The Demonic Tome, the Eye of the Storm of the Ocean God and the Dark Gold Heart of the Lord of the Stars.
The doomsday furnace that burns endless undead,
The eternal blazing sun shining on billions of planes,
The eternal spring that breeds all life,
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Among them, the images of artifacts that symbolize the authority of the seven main gods are randomly distributed in the outer circle of the magic circle, while the inner circle is completely blank and contains nothing.
According to the description of the manufacturing method, that is where the dagger is placed.
After Ian placed the sculptor's dagger accurately in the center of the magic circle, he began to recite the spell that he had practiced countless times in secret.
"Porphyry, Oduphi, Aresa, Qikema..."
The immortal cannot live forever, those blessed by the gods lose their luck, all heresies are ended, and only the will of the Bone Burial Saint is destroyed...
The domineering meaning displayed by this spell shows the strength of the Bone Burial Saint. Even though Ian has been practicing for a long time, he is still worried, fearing that the sky will suddenly drop divine thunder and purify him, a complete blasphemer.
Fortunately, none of this happened. With the help of the calculation method, his mental power was able to cooperate well with the special frequency of the spell to complete the enchantment.
As soon as his spell ended, the magic circle on the ground instantly burned and enveloped the sculptor's dagger. The burning powder automatically floated towards the dagger without wind, and finally formed a big fireball.
Fortunately, nothing strange happened, and Ian breathed a sigh of relief.
The burning process lasted for more than an hour. When the fire was extinguished, Ian was surprised to find that at least there were traces of burning in other parts of the magic circle, but the seven patterns had completely disappeared. There was no ashes on the floor, as if they had never appeared.
Same.
What's the point?
Ian frowned and then turned his gaze to the dagger, only to see that it had not changed at all.
He walked up and picked it up for a closer inspection, but found nothing unusual, so he was a little disappointed and said: "Did it fail?" His tone was a little excited, and he uttered a curse word.
"But there was nothing wrong with the whole process. The magic circle also had an effect. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be!" He thought for a while, and finally thought about it carefully, and then remembered that whether the enchantment is successful or not, it still needs to be driven by energy.
You can see it.
"Come on!" He took a deep breath, and the negative energy in his body separated and surged towards the dagger in his hand.
"Sure enough!" The dagger responded, and Ian showed a happy expression, but before he could be happy for too long, the dagger in his hand slowly turned red and became hot at the same time.
"Ah!" Finally, the dagger turned into a red light, clinging to his right forearm like molten iron.
The iron juice not only looked like it, but also had the temperature of iron juice. It burned Ian to the point of almost death and burned his arm through. Fortunately, this inhuman pain did not last long, and in the end
The dagger turned into a tattoo and lay quietly on his arm.
"Your Majesty"
Ian, who was covered in sweat and his face was red, couldn't help but uttered the national curse again.