"I didn't make trouble. If I don't figure out these problems, the improvement potion is completely relying on experience, intuition and the blessing of 'Goddess Luck'. You have tried a beneficial change hundreds of times before, which is a good luck situation, but what about you in the future? Do you want to try every possibility and combine different components of each material? In this way, it cannot be successful without thousands or tens of thousands of modulations..." Douglass replied very seriously.
The young magician raised his face, pointed to the side and said: "The magic books say that scarlet grass, fisheye fruit and dead soul wood tubers have the effect of stimulating the spirit. The conclusion after the research is the law of nature, a truth that can be established without doubt! My potion will not be sold to you, please go to another place!"
Perhaps it was because he had just escaped from the teachings of his teacher and magic books. Although the young magician hated this troublemaker, he still bravely explained the "principle" of his formula. It's confidential.
Douglas nodded, and when the young magician raised his head and raised his chest, he suddenly said: "I know that 'scarlet grass plus fisheye fruit plus dead soul wood tubers' can stimulate the growth of spiritual power. This is a law gained from experience, but Why is this so?"
Fernando behind him suppressed a smile, looked to the side, and almost whistled. He found it very interesting to watch others face the Douglas-style "why" madness.
The young magician's expression was enough to be called stunned. After a few groans, he turned his head, looked at the nearby mage, and muttered, "What a weirdo!"
In fact, magicians of all ages have summed up the buffs and restraints between most materials, and have explained them in different schools. For example, the four elements are reflected in the refining of magic potions, such as the principle of life cycle, and so on.
The young magician knew quite a bit, too. Personally, he prefers an explanation based on the principle of the four elements, but at this time he doesn't want to talk to the weirdo in front of him at all. He was afraid that after explaining himself, he would face a bunch of "whys", which made him feel a little palpitated, just like facing a strict teacher but being unable to give a satisfactory answer.
The magicians around looked at this scene with gloomy or amused expressions, and they didn't have any intention of interfering with people they were not familiar with.
Douglas didn't mind the other party calling him a weirdo at all, and said sincerely: "Haven't you read books like "The Elemental Crown of Magic Potion"? 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 the essence of the problem."
The young magician gritted his teeth and kept saying in his heart: "Don't pay attention to him. Don't pay attention to him!"
He felt as if hundreds or thousands of mosquitoes were flying around him, as if surrounded by a dozen druids from the forest, which made him quite manic.
As long as Douglas doesn't ask "why", he belongs to the very reasonable type of person, after recovering a little at this time. 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, and I am a member of the 'United Union of Magicians'. What about you?"
The young mage had half-length flaxen hair, delicate features, and a bookish face. He didn't want to talk to Douglas at first, but the words the teacher said to himself before he left suddenly flashed in his mind: "You are the young mage of our organization. The most talented among them, but he has been immersed in magic research and book learning for a long time, and is not very good at communicating with people. This time we went to Allinge to participate in the gathering of the magic organization, representing the image of the entire "Shadow Singer", So I have to remind you, neither too weak nor too arrogant, pay attention to politeness... "
Politeness, politeness... The flaxen-haired young mage answered bravely, "I am Owen of 'Shadow Singer'."
"I took a look, your potion should be good." Douglas didn't bother Owen any more, and left his "booth" tactfully, which made Owen heave a long sigh of relief.
"I think you can develop a spell called 'Douglas' Why', which will definitely stun the enemy." Fernando quickly followed and said jokingly.
Douglas smiled and didn't say much. He carefully observed the magicians gathered in the square. They came from different organizations and their strengths ranged from mid-level to high-level. There were men and women, some cheerful and gloomy, some handsome and beautiful , There are also thrillers and horrors, the only thing in common is that they all carry a touch of depression, fear and bewilderment.
It's not that something bad has happened, but that 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 contains patterns of dozens of spells, which can effectively improve the level of the corresponding magic!" As they walked, the two suddenly heard a clear female voice chanting "the skin of the blue dragon".
The blue dragon is a giant dragon, famous for its lightning and water superpowers. Its skin is not only an alchemy material, but also the focus of research by magicians. After all, magicians have imitated extraordinary organisms since the birth of magic. The pattern on the surface and the body is the main research method, and many spells have been invented based on this.
Therefore, when Douglas and Fernando followed the prestige, the girl's "booth" was already "stacked" full of magicians, all silently looking at the incomplete piece of "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, the "Blue Dragon Skin" is especially precious, so he didn't greet Douglas, and walked a few steps to the girl's booth. After confirming the authenticity of the materials, he said directly: "What do you need? You What do you need to exchange for the skin of the blue dragon?"
The other magicians looked at Fernando who forced his way in with dissatisfaction, but no one made a sound, wanting to hear the girl's plan.
This girl has long flaxen hair and pupils of a similar color. She is pretty and youthful. She smiled crisply and said, "I want to exchange it for the demise of the Church of Truth. Can you do it?"
Just before Fernando roared, she ended the joke in a timely manner: "I need all the basic magic books for the intermediate level, focusing on transformation, body modification and blood fusion, do you have any?"
Her answer was very vague, apparently intending to choose the most satisfying book from the magicians present.
"Yes!" Fernando was always short-tempered, and immediately took out a lot of books from the storage bag. And let them float in mid-air, and then looked at the surrounding magicians provocatively, with a "rogue look" of "I'm going to fix it. You have the ability to hit me".
The magicians next to him were a little annoyed at first, but soon someone whispered: "He is Fernando from the United Labor Union."
"Fernando who raided the court?"
"Did Fernando kill Hunter?"
The magicians immediately chattered in low voices. Many people who were planning to compete with Fernando just now are ready to retreat. He is a celebrity, not only very strong, but also ruthless and decisive!
Fernando didn't expect his name to be so "loud". When he entered the "Purifier" sequence, he wasn't seen with this kind of eyes, which made him a little baffled.
"How is it? Are you satisfied with the books I took out?" Fernando decided to ignore the others. Ask the girl with long flaxen hair directly.
At this time, a magician with ordinary facial features and no age can tell stood up: "So what if it's Fernando? Today's major organizations are gathering, can he still directly snatch the items that are normally traded?"
Fernando looked at the magician. Just about to growl, the girl selling things suddenly said: "I will give it to Mr. Fernando, he is the hero in my heart! For more than a hundred years, he was the first magician who dared to directly attack the tribunal, and killed Hateful 'hunter' and traitor!"
This time it was Fernando's turn to be dumbfounded. When did "fame" have the effect of buying and selling? This little girl still retains a little bit of innocence
The competing magician let out a hey, didn't dare to fight any more, and bowed his head away.
"Actually, it was Douglas next to me, the Archmage of the Nine Rings, who killed the 'Hunter'." Fernando would not take credit for others.
Archmage
The magicians around glanced at Douglas. I am even more fortunate that I didn't conflict with Fernando just now.
"You are all heroes in my heart! My name is Erica, and I am a three-ring mage in a small organization." The girl smiled sweetly, and then her smile became a little melancholy, "Unfortunately, heroes like you are getting more and more There are fewer and fewer, and everyone is used to failure and hiding, as long as they can escape the pursuit of the church, they don’t even dare to hope for a victory.”
Her outspoken words silenced the magicians nearby. They thought of the increasingly powerful church, the increasingly terrifying pressure, and the endless darkness before them.
"What can we do? We have so many legendary powerhouses in the church, and the Pope's strength is far beyond the peak of the legend, what can we do..." In the crowd, someone replied angrily but could not hide their despair, "If Lord Viken, Ma It’s good that Master Skilling and the others haven’t disappeared, there are so many Tier 3 legends, the church can’t develop at all…”
"Really? I don't think so!" Someone retorted loudly, "The Pope has the power of a god, Lord 'Starlight' was killed by him, Lord 'Death Lord' 'resurrected', only less than With the strength of the third level of legend, the two peak legends can't stop the Pope, but Maskelyne and Viken can do it?"
The prestige words of the long church immediately attracted a lot of abuse. People from the "Red Eye" organization accused the Sylvanus Empire of thinking about infighting at a critical moment, which directly led to the demise of the Arthur Empire first, and the "Death Lords" even more He came back from the resurrection after using the most taboo life-saving means, but his strength dropped greatly, and he was suppressed by the third-order "Sword of Truth" so that he dared not show his face.
The "Shadow Singer" also scolded the 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 Necromancers of "Supreme Soul" are not good at quarreling, but their sinister eyes make people shudder. They seem to think that so many magicians are unwilling to contribute their souls and bodies is the main reason for failure, otherwise their own The organization can cultivate a huge and powerful army of necromancer servants, sweeping the church - the church's magic is the most restrained necromancer, so they hate and fear the church the most.
The elemental mages of the "Tower of the Destroyer" each joined the battle group and quarreled in a mess, but their core thinking has not changed, that is, the three major magic empires made too many mistakes in the early days and allowed the development of the church, otherwise it is absolutely not Such a situation today!
"Maybe our magic is behind..." A clamoring, a desperate magician blurted out without thinking, "How many legendary powerhouses have the church produced in the past two or three hundred years? And what about us? Maybe God Art means... ”
Silence, still silence, these words directly hit everyone's scars, and then, scolding broke out.
"Traitor, you traitor!"
"Our magic is much richer than divine art! It's much more mysterious!"
"Are there so many life-saving methods in divine arts?"
In the noisy occasion, Erica who sold the "Blue Dragon Skin" didn't speak, but stepped aside, sighed softly, and said to Fernando and Douglas: "It's really hopeless... Fortunately, there are people like you hero."
"It's time for a change..." Douglas looked at the half-section of the magic tower in the center of "Allinge" with deep and far-sighted eyes.
when!
The melodious bell rang, the quarrel on the square subsided, and the joint meeting of dozens of magic organizations was about to be held.