Chapter 2586 The absolute victory over Wang Qi (41)
Chapter 2586 A decisive victory over Wang Qi (41)
"Dismond?" The werewolf youth was dumbfounded: "What are you doing here?"
"Of course I was ordered by Teacher Logan to bring the supplies from the Ivory Tower." Dismond said with a serious look.
"Are you Logan's assistant?!?" Bedivere couldn't help but lost her voice.
"Otherwise, who do you think I am?" The dark elf boy sneered: "Do you think I would come all the way here for a boring reason like serving as a polygraph machine for people in the Brotherhood? The Brotherhood is just dropping by.
That's all, I wanted to observe what kind of person you are. If Teacher Logan hadn't asked me to bring important supplies over, I wouldn't have been willing to leave the Mage Tower."
"So, did you bring it over?" Logan asked.
"Of course." Dismond and Logan looked familiar. As soon as they walked in, they took out bags after bags of medicines from their pockets, "The materials used to prepare the [Acceleration Potion] are all ready."
It should last for a while, teacher. I have also prepared two gold bracelets filled with [Acceleration Potion], each of which can be used about twenty times. Please use them sparingly."
Bedivere was listening. He knew what Dismond was talking about [Acceleration Potion] and [Acceleration Potion]. [Acceleration Potion] is actually a stimulant. When injected into the body, it will speed up a person's body perception time.
In short, it makes people think faster, but the body does not speed up. The [acceleration potion] is actually pure water infused (enchanted) with time magic positive entropy. If this is injected into the human body, the person will gain extra [time]
, leading to action at an extremely alarming speed in a short period of time.
[Acceleration Potion] can be prepared directly from medicinal materials. Logan is wearing a magic-sealing bracelet. Those who cannot use magic can still provide it to Bediwell. But [Acceleration Potion] must be prepared with pure water.
In order to cast time magic, Old Man Logan obviously cannot prepare it at present. In other words, the [Acceleration Potion] was prepared by Dismond using magic.
"Did you hear that?" Rogge turned to hand two gold bracelets--quite valuable supplies--to Bediwell: "By my standards, one bracelet contains
[Time Potion] can be used about twenty times. You are a little thinner than me, so you can use it about twenty-five times. Use it sparingly."
Dismond frowned: "Did the teacher actually give such a valuable [time potion] to this rude orc?"
"What's wrong? It's just that the most suitable props are given to the most suitable people to use." The old man narrowed one eye: "He defeated me in the round table trial and promoted me [Time Magic]
]'s great opportunity has been interrupted. I probably won't have many opportunities to express myself in public in the future, but he can. He used the [Time Magic] I taught him to show off his power in public,
It’s just a good publicity for [Time Magic].”
Bedivere said nothing. Now that I think about it, old man Logan has always been good at marketing. It would be a waste of his talent to let him become a mage.
"Since the teacher has judged it this way, I have nothing to say." The dark elf boy replied.
"By the way, what about that important thing? Have you brought it?" Archmage Logan asked.
"Bring it. This thing is a bit difficult to deal with." Dismond carefully took something off his belt. He did not put it directly into his storage pocket, but put the piece that seemed to be Something like a wooden stick was hung on his waist. This operation made Bediwell very puzzled. Logically speaking, if the prop is so valuable, it would be the right thing to put it in a storage pocket to prevent damage and theft. ?Why do you have to hang that wooden stick around your waist?
"Very good." Logan took the mysterious stick and immediately put it into Bedivere's hand: "Here you go."
"Teacher, are you kidding!?" Dismond suddenly shouted: "That is [Yggdrasil hull], one of the seven treasures of the Ivory Tower?! You know I took this legendary treasure from Did it take a lot of effort to take it out of the tower?! You’re just like this------"
"Wow. When you say that, I don't even dare to accept it." Bedivere said with a long face: "Really, old man Logan, are you serious?"
"Be respectful to the teacher!" "Seriously." Dismond and Logan spoke almost at the same time.
"Dismond, I know you care about this matter, but in fact..." Logan laughed and said: "[The Shell of the World Tree] is not as important a treasure as you think. It is still It is an ancient relic, and its operating principle is so complicated and mysterious that even the mages in the ivory tower have not yet been able to analyze it. But apart from being a slightly special ancient relic, it is actually nothing but its chief function. The Grand Master and the twenty-four Grand Masters present at the time jointly agreed to make a joke, a large-scale social experiment."
"...Huh?" Bedivere was confused.
"Dismond, regarding [World Tree Shell], what version of the story did you first hear? Can you share it?" Logan asked, holding back his laughter.
"...According to legend, this treasure is a [conceptual treasure], an empty shell left after the old world tree withered. It was forgotten after the new world tree took shape, and it lasted tens of millions of years." After the months passed, it gradually transformed into the petite shape it is now." Dismond replied with a serious face: "But the World Tree is a World Tree after all. Even if it is the remains of the old shell, it still has incredible The power of it. It can never be destroyed. It looks fragile but is extremely strong. There is a bottomless pit in its empty shell. Everything that falls in from the hole will be swallowed up without a trace and can never be taken out. Also. ..... It seems to be a common rumor among many novice mages. If you sacrifice gold coins to its hole and then pray, it will bless the mages and allow them to have a steady stream of inspiration. Achievements in research. Probably these."
What the hell is this? Is this a wishing fountain? Bediwell wondered in his heart. No, is it a wishing tree? A wishing tree trunk? A wishing pole?
"Of the legends you mentioned, only one is actually correct." Luo Heque said: "Thirty years ago we participated in a large-scale excavation of an ancient ruins. When this artifact was unearthed, it did have the power of [infinite devouring]. Ability. The things thrown in from the end entrance of the pole seem to fall into a bottomless pit. No matter how you take it out, you can't get it out, and no matter how you fill it, you can't fill it up. It is neither a subspace nor a different space, but a different space. It is a [world], a huge structure that is completely unimaginable with our wisdom. But it is nothing more than that. To put it bluntly, this artifact is just a bottomless abyss, a tool that can put everything in it (and cannot get it back) ."
"But it is the shell of [World Tree]...!"
"The name was given by the chief mage at the time. That guy was conducting an interesting research at the time, on [turning ordinary objects into conceptual treasures]." Logan smiled and said: "He assumed that,
Even if it is an ordinary utensil, when it is worshiped by people for some reason and accepts offerings, worship and prayers from people for many years, as long as the number of [worshipers] is large enough and the degree of belief is high enough, this ordinary utensil will
The instrument will gradually [conceptual treasure], transforming from quantitative change to qualitative change.
Therefore, the Chief Archmage at that time asked us, a group of insiders, not to tell the truth about this artifact. Instead, we added salt and vinegar, bragging about the origins of this [World Tree Shell] to the heavens and the earth, and comparing it to the other six in the Ivory Tower.
The treasures are collectively called the "Seven Treasures of the Ivory Tower", and they are enshrined in the most conspicuous place in the public treasure room of the Ivory Tower, so that you, the younger generations, can worship it like an artifact - this is a large-scale social experiment.
"
"This..." The expression on Dismond's face gradually stiffened.
"What's interesting is that after decades of worship, this prop has really undergone a qualitative change." Logan narrowed one eye and said proudly: "The attribute that initially appeared was [indestructible]. Believe me,
When this thing was unearthed from the ruins, it was much more dilapidated than it is now. It was just an old wooden stick. It is precisely because of your years of worship by mages that not only does its appearance become more and more glorious, its body also becomes more beautiful.
Indestructible. Remember the fire on the top of the tower thirteen years ago? Many treasures were burned and blackened, but it maintained its original luster while bathed in the fire. Seven years ago, the thief's plan to seize this artifact was discovered.
He was caught on the spot. After his resistance failed, he tried to destroy the artifact, but no matter how much he chopped or dropped it, he couldn't move it at all. It was already an indestructible thing, just like..."
"Like the wall of the world." Bedivere suddenly added coldly.
"Probably." Logan shrugged, "But the forming principles are different."
"So... the idea that you can get inspiration by putting coins in it is also a lie?" the dark elf boy asked again.
"That's metaphysics. No one can prove its authenticity." Logan played with his beard and replied, "By the way, how many gold coins did you spend on this thing?"
"Sixty or seventy..." Dismond's face turned pale.
"Ahahahahaha, are you an idiot?" Logan looked at his assistant with a funny face: "I can't get it back anyway, sorry. But you didn't plan to get it back from the beginning, right?"
(Foolish people have too much money.)
Bedivere suppressed laughter.
"If it is really effective, it doesn't matter..." the dark elf boy muttered.
"Not to mention this." The old mage once again handed the [Conceptual Artifact---The Shell of the World Tree] to Bediwell: "This is something that will never wear out, and it can be stored like a bottomless pit if you want.
A special prop for something. I believe its function is just in line with your needs, give it a try."
"Is it any different from the storage bag? If you put the cursed fire in it, wouldn't there still be a delay?" Bedivere hummed, taking out the cursed fire. Of course, with the cursed fire,
After being taken out, part of the mithril fluid also poured out of the storage pocket.
"The space inside this artifact is not a space constructed by subspace magic. It is a different space that exists forever and has existed from the beginning." Logan said: "The one at the end of [World Tree Shell]
The entrance and exit as thick as a thumb is a permanently open portal that always connects the two worlds. It is different from ordinary storage pockets in that it has width."
The "entry and exit" of the storage pocket usually shrinks to the size of a pinhole, which is also the culprit of the "delay" problem.
"I can try, but what if my spell fire is forever lost in the space inside this artifact and can never be taken out?" Bedivere was still doubtful.
"Only things with mass will fall into the abyss. Your spell fire is just a spirit body, it can't be lost, right?" Logan said: "No one knows what the inside of the [shell] is, and no one has seen it.
However, the endoscopes that were put in before all malfunctioned due to the influence of a special magnetic field, and nothing could be captured. But I believe that the inside of [the shell] is a tree hole."
"Is it a tree hole..." A drop of sweat broke out on Bedivere's forehead, making a casual guess.
"Maybe you can attach your [Spell Fire] directly to the inner wall near the entrance and exit of the [Shell], so that it won't be lost. And the spirit body seems to be able to move at the speed of light at the fastest, right? A slight displacement is very small.
It can easily be compensated by moving, and it is even less likely to be lost."
"I feel like you are using me for experiments again...don't trick me..." Bedivere continued to be suspicious.
"Talk to Teacher Logan in this tone again...!" The werewolf youth could feel the hostile gaze from Dismond without even looking.
"There's no need to quarrel, Huhu." But Logan smiled calmly: "Stupid apprentice, you think I'm lying to you, or experimenting with your spell fire, don't you feel at ease? Then that's good, this
I'll leave it to you for safekeeping first."
He took off the gold ring in his hand: "This is my most important treasure, the wedding ring between me and my dead wife. If I lied to you, put the fire of your spell into the [Shell of the World Tree]
If you can't get it back, just throw this thing into the [shell] and let it be lost forever in the infinite and huge different world inside the [shell]."
"Teacher...!" "Is it such a big bet?" This time it was Dismond and Bedivere's turn to say in unison.
"The essence of magic is equal exchange, and the same goes for trading with others. If you want to force others to do something for you, no matter how much risk you take, you must pay an equal price. I have always believed this."
The old mage smiled and said: "Is it finally possible now? Do it boldly. If you lose your precious magic fire because of this, let my treasure be lost with it - it will change
You are not the only one who is unlucky."
Bedivere blinked and said nothing more. What the damn old man Logan said just now really moved him a little bit.
He summoned his own magical fire and began to bring the magical fire closer to the dark cavity of [World Tree Shell].
It is a bit different from ordinary storage bags. There is no suction or repulsion near the hole. It is obviously not a state of "leaking subspace out" or "sucking in space from the outside". There is a stable alien world inside the hole.
The fire of the spell was sent in, or it slipped in spontaneously from Bediwell's palm. Some mithril fluid also poured in.
However, nothing happened. Even the glow of the spell fire inside the hole could not be seen from Bediwell's side.
"Take it out and take a look." Logan urged.
"No need to rush, I'll ------"
Ouch!!
As if he was joking with Bedivere, a high flame suddenly burst out from the hole, almost burning the werewolf youth's eyebrows. Of course, it was just a joke, and the magic fire usually didn't have much heat.
The seemingly hot fire it emits is actually just excess light produced when photons decay.
"This guy... turned into a torch?" The werewolf youth was holding a wooden stick, and with the long tongues of flame coming out from the end of the wooden pipe, it was simply a gorgeous torch.