Under the attention of everyone, the crimson fireball hit the target accurately and exploded with a "boom". The fire element contained in it was released at the moment of the explosion, producing huge destructive power. Black The target was immediately swallowed up by the hot flames. The power of this magic was so great that Lille felt that the entire magic testing venue seemed to be shaking slightly.
As a master of magic scroll making, Lear is used to seeing all kinds of magic items, but he has to admit that this is a unique magic. The power contained in this magic scroll is far beyond ordinary fireballs. The magic scroll, but what puzzled Lille was that with such a huge destructive power, he did not feel the heat wave coming towards his face when he was standing no more than twenty meters away. As a magician who is most loved by magicians, Area damage magic is one of the few flaws of fireball. After all, the greater the power, the larger the area it covers. If the target of the attack is too close to you without protection, it is easy to kill the caster. Get involved yourself,
"The effect just now couldn't be an illusion, right?" Lear made a random guess in his mind.
When the smoke rising into the sky slowly dissipated and the black target was revealed, Master Lear was sure that what he had just seen was not an illusion, and he was once again shocked by the power of the magic: That The surface of the black target containing black iron was actually covered with cracks.
Of course, Lille knew that this target was made of black iron that was highly resistant to magic. Generally speaking, it was difficult to destroy it with magic of level three or below, but just now he had just used a scroll of fireball. The target couldn't completely absorb the power of that magic. This was only possible with at least level five magic pyrotechnics. A level three magic scroll made by this young man had such power. Could it be that he hadn't been here for a while? These targets have all been replaced with inferior quality goods.
Master Lear shook his head slightly. Many things that happened tonight were beyond his understanding. This feeling was really bad. Master Lear completely lost his usual "everything is under control" calmness. He decided to try casting spells himself. , so he slowly recited a long list of magic spells,
Ryan heard clearly from the sidelines that the fireball spell recited by Master Leer gave up the casting speed and pursued the power of magic with all his strength. He carefully estimated the distance between the target and Flanner, and then stepped forward slightly. Half a step later, he covered Flanner behind him.
It took almost ten seconds for Lear to complete the magic. A large ball of flame gathered in his hand was compressed into a ball. Under Lear's command, the fireball drew a red trajectory in the air. Hit the target just now,
There was another loud noise, and the hot flames once again engulfed the black target. Different from the last time, a heat wave came and swept through Lille's body. However, Lille was protected by protective magic and was not harmed. A small amount of particularly active flames flew in front of Ryan. Ryan waved his hand slightly and released a weak version of the fireball technique, which offset their lethality.
All this happened behind Master Lear, and he naturally didn't notice it, but Jamie's eyes lit up when he was standing far away, and then he lowered his head deeply. Although it was only a momentary movement, he was still caught by it. Flanner, who was paying attention secretly, saw it, and there was a meaningful smile on the corner of the latter's mouth.
When the dust settled, the poor target emerged from the thick smoke. The magic released by Master Lear once again severely destroyed it, causing not only more cracks to appear on its surface, but also the original The cracks have become deeper,
Lear sighed. Since he was only a senior water magician and was not good at fire magic, he cast the spell with all his strength and added a large section of spells to increase the power of the originally three-level fireball spell to close to the fifth level. The destructive power of Pyroblast barely surpassed the power of the scroll made by Ryan.
This discovery made Lear blush, and he regretted what he had just said in his laboratory, which was almost a scolding. Ryan's magic array combinations were really not just random thoughts. Fortunately, he had already apologized, otherwise he would I never dare to go out to meet people with this face again.
While feeling guilty, Lille was also very shocked in his heart, because generally speaking, the power of a magic scroll can reach up to 70% of the maker. Seeing that the fireball scroll made by Ryan has such power, it is because of his amazing magic strength. Is it those so-called magic array combinations that can emit extraordinary power, or a combination of the two? Master Lear stood there motionless, desperately thinking about this problem in his head. Obviously, the arrival of Ryan and his party tonight has overturned Lille has known it for decades,
Master Lear stood there silently, and Ryan and the others were also silent. The entire testing venue suddenly became quiet, but a voice broke the silence here: "Lille, why are you suddenly interested in coming here? It’s so smoky.”
This was the voice of a man. He should be standing behind everyone. He probably just came in from the door. Lille seemed to be very familiar with the speaker. He didn't even look back and said loudly: "You greedy guy, Why are you here so late?"
"Ah." The man said angrily: "You, you actually yelled again... Damn it, didn't we agree not to mention it again, you sloppy guy?"
Everyone turned around and saw a magician who was about the same age as Master Lear standing at the door, pointing at Lear without grace and getting angry. He was wearing a standard magic robe distributed free of charge by the Magic Guild. There is a high-level magician badge of the electrical system hanging on it.
The redness on Lille's face had not gone away. He turned his head and the man could see clearly. A smile suddenly appeared on the man's face, and the thunderous look just now disappeared without a trace. He said with an exaggerated expression: "Oh my god, God of wisdom, a sloppy guy like you can actually blush."
After hearing this, Master Lear's face became even redder. He was unwilling to explain the real reason for his blushing, which would definitely leave the other party with a source of teasing for him for the rest of his life. Master Lear had no choice but to stamp his foot vigorously and said, The man said: "Are you coming here so late just to make fun of me?"
The man smiled and said: "Originally, I came to test some newly made magic items, but it was also an eye-opener. It was an eye-opener." The man deliberately stared at Lear as he spoke. Look at the face,
Didn't Lille know what the other party meant? He knew that the more he showed concern at this time, the more proud the person would be. So Lille deliberately ignored the other party's eyes and said seriously: "I got a scroll of fireball, so Let’s test it out.”
"Fireball, the first magic just now was a fireball cast from a scroll." As soon as he mentioned this, the man immediately forgot to continue teasing Lear, but said seriously: "Old man, you read that right, right? , then it has the power close to level five magic."
"Of course I know. Otherwise, why do you think I would cast spells myself? Just for comparison."
"Well, although you are good at fire magic, as a senior magician, you are still familiar with the most commonly used fireball technique in the fire system. The power of the magic you just released personally seems to be similar to the first one."
Lear nodded solemnly, and the man immediately walked up to Lear with a solemn expression, and asked Lear nervously: "Do you still have the scroll? Give me another one to look at."
Lear spread his hands and deliberately showed a helpless expression and said: "I only have one." Looking at the disappointed look in the man's eyes, Lear felt a sense of revenge in his heart, and changed his tone: "But so do I. I got it from these friends.”
The man looked up and down the three of Ryan according to Lear's instructions. He immediately noticed that only Ryan had weak magic fluctuations, so he said to Ryan with a smile on his face: "This, uh, this... that... you... ah …”
As a senior magician, the man wanted to ask for something from a young man who might just be a magic apprentice. Naturally, he couldn't open his mouth. Lille stood aside in silence. It was rare to see the embarrassed look on the man's face. Naturally, he wanted to ask for something. Look more, Lille deliberately shook his head and looked around, ignoring the man's eyes that asked him for help.
Ryan smiled slightly. Of course he knew what that person meant. When Victor taught him to learn magic circles, he once told him not to lend the books he wrote to others, lest others learn the magic circles superimposed on them. This is not because Victor is conservative, but because he has another identity as a royal magician.
In the imperial capital, those intrigues are endless. If someone else uses the contents of the book to make something to frame the blame, such as a killer who sneaks into the palace with a copy copied by others, according to Victor's own writing The items made from the contents of the book were then captured by the royal guards. Although Victor was not afraid, he was also very troublesome. After all, he and Luke were also inextricably linked. It would be bad if others were implicated because of this.
However, Victor specifically asked: The finished products can be given away to others at will, or even auctioned. The higher the price you sell, the higher your knowledge of these things is, because Victor Duo produces a batch of magic items for the royal family every year. If Luke's political opponents were serious about it, they would already have some of these items in their hands, so there is no need to be taboo about anything. This is why Ryan dared to give away the magic scrolls he made. ,
So Ryan didn't wait for the man to finish speaking, and immediately asked Flanner to take out another one. He didn't have the finished product on him now. Flanner took out a fireball scroll and handed it to the man respectfully. , the man took the scroll, looked at it carefully, and shouted out loud: "Master Victor's magic matrix superimposition."