"I didn't cause trouble or figure out these problems. The improvement of the medicine relied entirely on experience, intuition and the blessing of 'Goddess of Luck'. You have tried a beneficial change hundreds of times before, which is a good luck situation, but what about the future? You
Do you want to try every possibility and combine the different components of each material? This will not be successful without thousands or tens of thousands of modulations..." Douglas answered seriously.
The young magician twisted his face, pointed to the side and said: "The magic book says that scarlet grass, fish eye fruit and dead soul wood tubers can stimulate mental strength. This is a combination of their natural effects. It is the result of the hard work of magicians of all ages.
The conclusion after research is a law of nature, a truth that can be established without any doubt! I won’t sell my medicine to you, please go somewhere else!”
Perhaps it was because he had just broken away from the teachings of his teacher and magic books. Although the young magician hated this guy who made trouble in front of him, he still bravely explained the "principle" of his formula. Of course, the specific combination of ingredients is
It's confidential content.
Douglas nodded, and just as the young magician raised his head and raised his chest, he suddenly said: "I know that 'scarlet grass, fish eye fruit, and dead soul wood tuber' can stimulate the growth of mental power. This is a rule obtained from experience, but
Why is this so?"
Fernando, who was behind him, suppressed his smile and looked to the side, almost whistling. He found it very interesting to watch others going crazy when faced with the Douglas-style "why".
The young magician's expression could be described as dumbfounded. After making a few noises in his throat, he turned his head, looked at the nearby mage, and muttered: "What a weirdo!"
In fact, magicians of all ages have summarized the benefits and restraints between most materials, and have different schools of explanations, such as the embodiment of the four elements in the refining of magic potions, such as the principle of life cycle, etc.
The young magician knows a lot, and personally prefers explanations based on the principles of the four elements. However, he does not want to pay attention to the weirdo in front of him at this time. He is afraid that after he explains, he will still face a lot of "whys", which makes him
I feel a little nervous, like being faced with a strict teacher but unable to give a satisfactory answer.
The surrounding magicians looked at this scene either gloomily or amusedly, but they had no intention of interfering with those who were not familiar with it.
Douglas didn't mind at all that the other party called him a weirdo. He said sincerely: "Have you not read books like "The Elemental Crown of Magic Potions"? This may explain part of the reason. It has been proved and applied in practice, but among them
It’s still full of contradictions, and I don’t think it touches on the essence of the problem.”
The young magician gritted his teeth and kept saying in his heart: "Ignore him, ignore him!"
He had the feeling of hundreds or even thousands of mosquitoes flying around him, as if he was surrounded by a dozen druids from the forest, which made him quite manic.
As long as Douglas didn't ask "why", he was a very reasonable person. After recovering for a moment, he smiled and shook his head: "I have also done some research on magic knowledge in this field. If you are interested in the question just now,
You can communicate with me, my name is Douglas, I am from the 'United Magician Union', how about you?"
This young magician had half-long flaxen hair, handsome features, and a bookish look on his face. He originally didn’t want to talk to Douglas, but what the teacher said to him before he left suddenly flashed through his mind:
"You are the most talented among the young mages of our organization's generation, but you have been immersed in magic research and book study for a long time, and are not very good at communicating with others. This time we went to Arlinge to attend a gathering of the magic organization, representing
The whole image of the 'shadow singer', so I have to remind you, neither be too weak nor too arrogant, pay attention to politeness..."
Politeness, politeness... The flaxen-haired young mage answered bravely: "I am Owen from the 'Shadow Singer'."
"I took a look, your potion should be good." Douglas left his "booth" without disturbing Owen again, which made Owen breathe a long sigh of relief.
"I think you can develop a spell called 'Douglas' Why', which will definitely stun the enemy." Fernando followed quickly and said jokingly.
Douglas smiled without saying anything, and carefully observed the magicians gathered in the square. They came from different organizations, and their strength ranged from intermediate to high-level. There were men and women, some cheerful, some gloomy, some handsome and beautiful.
, there are also thrillers and horrors, the only thing they have in common is that they all have a touch of depression, fear and confusion.
This is not because something bad happened, but because the long-term living conditions have brought irreversible changes to their hearts, which is naturally reflected in their external temperament.
"The skin of the blue dragon hides dozens of spell patterns, which can effectively improve the level of corresponding magic!" As they walked, the two of them suddenly heard a crisp female voice selling "the skin of the blue dragon".
The blue dragon is a giant dragon, famous for its extraordinary abilities of lightning and water. Its skin is not only an alchemy material, but also the focus of magicians' research. After all, since the birth of magic, magicians have been imitating extraordinary organisms.
The main research methods are the patterns on the surface and the body, and many spells have been invented based on this.
Therefore, when Douglas and Fernando followed the call, the girl's "booth" was already "stacked" with magicians, all of whom were silently looking at the incomplete "Blue Dragon Skin", as if weighing it in their hearts.
The price you are willing to pay.
For Fernando, who is good at lightning storm spells, "Blue Dragon Skin" is particularly precious, so he did not call Douglas, and walked a few steps to the girl's stall. After confirming that the material was authentic, he said directly: "What do you need? You
What do I need to exchange for the Blue Dragon Skin?"
The other magicians looked at Fernando who had forced his way in with slight dissatisfaction, but no one said anything, wanting to hear the girl's plan.
This girl has long flaxen hair and pupils of a similar color. She is pretty and full of youth. She smiled and said: "I want to exchange it for the destruction of the Church of Truth. Can you do it?"
Just before Fernando roared, she ended the joke at the right time: "I need all the basic magic books for the intermediate level, focusing on transformation, physical transformation and blood fusion. Do you have any?"
Her answer was very vague, and she was obviously planning to select the most satisfactory book from the magicians present.
"Yes!" Fernando always had a bad temper. He immediately took out many books from his storage bag and let them float in the air. Then he looked at the magicians around him provocatively, "I'm going to make a decision. You guys have the ability."
"Come and beat me up" with a "gangster look".
The magicians nearby were a little angry at first, but soon someone whispered: "He is Fernando from the United Trade Union."
"Fernando who raided the Inquisition?"
"Fernando who killed the Predator?"
The magicians immediately started talking in low voices. Many of those who had just planned to compete with Fernando were about to back down. He is a celebrity. Not only is he very powerful, he is also ruthless and decisive in his actions!
Fernando didn't expect that his name would be so "resounding". When he entered the "Purifier" sequence, no one looked at him in this way. This made him a little baffled.
"How is it? Are you satisfied with the books I took out?" Fernando decided to ignore the others and directly asked the girl with long flaxen hair.
At this time, a magician with ordinary features and no apparent age stood up: "So what if it's Fernando? Major organizations are gathering today. Can he still directly snatch items from normal transactions?"
Fernando looked at the magician and was about to roar, but the girl selling things suddenly said: "I'll give it to Mr. Fernando, he is my hero! In more than a hundred years, he is the first to dare to directly attack the tribunal.
Magician, and killed the hateful 'hunter' and traitor!"
This time it was Fernando's turn to be stunned. Since when did "fame" have the effect of increasing sales? This little girl still retains a little innocence?
The competing magician let out a laugh, did not dare to fight anymore, and bowed his head and left.
"Actually, it was Douglas, the Nine Ring Master next to me, who killed the 'Hunter'." Fernando would not take credit from others.
**division?
The magicians around him glanced at Douglas, feeling even more grateful that they didn't have a conflict with Fernando just now.
"You are all heroes in my heart! My name is Erica, and I am a three-ring mage from a small organization." The girl smiled sweetly, and then her smile became a little melancholy. "It's a pity that heroes like you are becoming more and more common."
The less there is, everyone has become accustomed to failure and hiding. As long as they can escape the pursuit of the church, they don't dare to expect a victory."
Her straightforward words made the nearby magicians fall silent. They thought of the increasingly powerful church, of the increasingly terrifying pressure, and of the boundless darkness in front of them.
"What can we do? There are so many legendary strongmen in the church, and the Pope's strength far exceeds the legendary peak. What can we do..." Someone in the crowd replied with anger but could not hide his despair, "If Lord Viken had,
It would be nice if Mr. Maskelyne and the others were not missing. With so many third-order legends around, the church cannot develop at all..."
"Really? I don't think so!" Someone retorted loudly, "The Pope has god-like strength. His Excellency 'Light of Stars' was killed by him, and His Excellency 'Lord of Death' was resurrected from the dead, leaving only less than
With the strength of the legendary third level, the two peak legends cannot stop the Pope, Maskelyne, and Lord Viken, can they?"
Such majestic words from the church immediately attracted a lot of abuse. People from the "Red Eye" organization scolded the Sylvanus Empire for thinking about internal fighting at a critical moment, which directly led to the demise of the Arthur Empire first, and the "Death Lord" became more
He was resurrected after using the most forbidden life-saving means, but his strength was greatly reduced, and he was suppressed by the third-level "Sword of Truth" and dared not show his face.
The people of the "Shadow Singer" also scolded other magicians, scolding them for not knowing how to unite at the beginning. Otherwise, how could the church develop and how could the Pope accumulate such strong strength!
The "soul supreme" necromancers are not good at quarreling, but their insidious eyes make people shudder. They seem to think that the unwillingness of so many magicians to contribute their souls and bodies is the main reason for their failure, otherwise they themselves
The organization can cultivate a large and powerful army of undead servants, sweeping across the church - the church's divine magic is the most restrained by necromancy mages, so they hate and fear the church the most.
The elemental mages of the "Tower of Destroyer" each joined the battle group and made a mess, but their core idea remained unchanged. That is, the three magic empires made too many mistakes in the early days and allowed the development of the church. Otherwise, it would definitely not be the case.
Such a situation today!
"Perhaps our magic is lagging behind..." During the quarrel, some desperate magicians blurted out without thinking, "How many legendary powerhouses have the church produced in the past two to three hundred years? And what about us? Maybe
Divine magic represents..."
Silence, still silence, this sentence directly poked everyone's scars, and then the scolding broke out.
"Traitor, you traitor!"
"Our magic is much richer than divine magic! It's much more mysterious!"
"Does magic have so many life-saving methods?"
In the noisy occasion, Erica, who was selling the "Blue Dragon Skin", did not speak. Instead, she stepped aside, sighed softly, and said to Fernando and Douglas: "It's really disappointing... Fortunately, there are still people like you.
's hero."
"When we reach a desperate situation, it's time to change..." Douglas looked at the half magic tower in the center of "Arlinge" with a deep and distant gaze.
when!
The melodious bells rang, the quarrels in the square subsided, and a joint meeting of dozens of magic organizations was about to be held. (To be continued...)