Mo Lan dispersed the fireball in his hand, which was nearly the size of a basin, little by little, and extinguished it when it was only the size of a fist.
At this time, Mo Lan's right hand was holding the trunk of the fire-grained wood, and the fireball just floated on the palm-long branches of the fire-grained wood.
Facts have proved that this fire-grained wood is a very powerful fire staff.
When using fire-grained wood to cast spells, inputting a little fire element can cause the resonance of the external fire elements and quickly gather together. Under the fire-grained wood, the fire element will become more docile and easier to control.
This greatly accelerated Mo Lan's casting speed, and the fireball that originally took several minutes to condense was condensed within a minute.
In addition, through the increased ability to control the fire element of the fire-grained wood, Mo Lan once again broke through the limit and increased the fireball he could release to nearly the size of a washbasin.
This is almost the limit of the sixth ring. Although it has not reached the seventh ring, Mo Lan can feel that if the fireball just exploded here, it would not be stopped here. The group cast version of the water shield here could not stop it.
Every mage tower has to collapse.
"Well, why? I obviously feel that I am only one layer away from the Seventh Ring, but I can't break through it no matter what."
A trace of doubt appeared in Mo Lan's heart.
When he was holding the fire-grained wood just now, the reason why he worked hard to strengthen the power of the fireball technique, even risking to press his own limit, was because he felt that the power was only a hair away from the seventh ring.
As long as it is a little stronger, it will be the power of the seventh ring. A little stronger, a little stronger.
But this seems to be an illusion. No matter how it is enhanced, it will always be just a little bit short.
From when Mo Lan still had some energy left to reaching his true limit, it was always just a little bit closer.
From the original six-ring power to the six-ring ultimate power, there is still a little gap.
Mo Lan even suspected that if he continued to persevere, this "sixth ring ultimate power" could continue to be strengthened, but it would still be a little short of the seventh ring.
"The sixth ring is a qualitative leap from the seventh ring."
Mo Lan took out an extraordinary core. Looking at the extraordinary core, Mo Lan fell into memories.
This extraordinary core was the one that he had grabbed forcibly under the competition of many powerful guilds in Red Maple City after he led the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce Mage Group to kill the little devil. It was the one that was embedded in the core of the altar. He gave it back for it.
Hiding in Tibet, I lived a life of digging three and filling one.
The altar itself brought Mo Lan a mage tower, an elemental pool, and a magic-forbidden pillar, and gave Yi Fei the profession of spell-breaking swordsman, which contained extremely terrifying wealth.
But the real core of the altar, the truly precious and extraordinary core, has always been immersed in Mo Lan's desk.
This is an extraordinary core of the lowest level seven, which contains a seven-ring space spell. This is also Mo Lan's only spell model of level seven or above.
Mo Lan saw the silver extraordinary core in his hand, and mentally penetrated it to peer into the complex spell model like the starry sky.
Within the extraordinary core is a void space, with stars dotted one after another on the void background. Thousands of bright or dark stars together form an extremely mysterious star map.
The light and dark change of spell nodes is a technique that appears in the four-ring spell model. The information hidden behind it refers to different amounts of energy requirements, not more, not less, just right.
Obviously, this point is also highlighted in the seven-ring spell.
The core part of the cosmic starry sky composed of thousands of magic nodes is completely different from the peripheral nodes. It is obviously in this extraordinary core, but it is like another latitude, on another level, untouchable.
Mo Lan could only guess and think out of thin air before, but it was different now.
Now Mo Lan has a solid theoretical foundation, has several bold guesses, and can make daydreams without any factual basis.
The mental power tried to sense the situation of these internal magic nodes and try to analyze them, but many attempts were in vain, and they could only make guesses in their hearts.
"I'm afraid this is something that goes straight to the essence."
Although I didn't see any clues, the existence of this phenomenon can actually explain a lot of things.
This means that if you want to advance to the Seventh Ring Mage and touch the realm of the master, you must conduct deeper research on the elements themselves and have a deeper understanding of the elements.
Otherwise, you will not be able to cast seventh-level spells at all, and you will never become a seventh-level mage.
"Well, it's also possible that the space spell is special, or that this extraordinary core is special, but it's unlikely.
This should be a common property of seven-ring spells, otherwise it cannot explain why I have been building fire elements but cannot reach the seven-ring realm.
The power is obviously much higher than that of ordinary sixth-level rings. Although it has been broken through again and again to create higher sixth-level limits, the further you go, the harder it becomes, and the further you go, the smaller the power increases.
It seems endless, but in fact the power doesn't increase much.
It’s like cutting something into half each time. Although there is less left, it will not disappear.”
With the answer in his mind, Mo Lan put away the extraordinary core and looked at the fire pattern wood standing in the elemental pool again.
"Ignoring other things, just greatly increasing the casting speed and reducing the cost of casting is enough to show its value.
I really didn't make a mistake, and I found a treasure after picking it up like this."
A smile appeared on Mo Lan's face, but he looked at the root of the fire-grained wood again.
"Should I cut off these roots now and make this fire-grained wood into a staff?"
Mo Lan hesitated for a moment, and after pondering for a moment, he still shook his head.
"This staff hasn't grown into my shape yet. If you take it out and make it into a staff, you should wait until it grows into the shape I designed."
Mo Lan looked at the fire-grained wood that was gradually growing slender and strong, and he had an idea in his mind.
"And I feel that this fire-grained tree still has great potential to be tapped.
It is still alive and I have spent a lot of effort to transplant it back. There is no need to cut off its foundation and possibility in such a hurry.
A tree that is so suitable for making a staff is completely under my control, and I can definitely spend my time cultivating it.
Give it high-quality fire element stone, magma, soil, and various treasures that are effective for plant growth.
Rather than looking for the best materials that can be used to make a staff again, which still need to fully meet my requirements, in comparison, it is better to tap out all the potential of the fire pattern wood and shape a top-quality staff myself, although this is also difficult.
, but it needs to be much more stable and have much fewer variables.”
Mo Lan looked at the branches gradually closing together on the top, silently expecting in his heart.
"Perhaps when you were born, the whole world was shocked!"
