In the next few days, Benjamin has been familiar with the use of these four runes. There was nothing going on in the academy for the time being, so he went to an inaccessible wilderness to practice with some weak local monsters.
When the runes are drawn in reality, the feeling is really different from that in the consciousness space.
Some water elements were drawn out, and Benjamin reached out and drew the character "Destruction" in the void in front of him. Following a sudden spreading wave, the water elements in the surrounding area gathered like crazy towards the several wind wolves in front of Benjamin.
Several wind wolves originally wanted to attack Benjamin, but as soon as the rune was drawn, they seemed to smell an impending natural disaster. They instinctively felt fear and turned around and ran away.
But those water elements didn't give them any time to escape.
Raging water, sharp ice spikes, invisible cyclones that kill people... The overwhelming water magic submerged these wind wolves, and a shrill wail could be heard. In just a few seconds, the wind wolf was reduced to a pile of mud, with not even a piece of wolf skin the size of a palm left.
The power of elemental command·destruction can be said to be very scary.
Not only that, Benjamin also noticed during this process that the power of the runes was closely related to the environment in which he was casting spells. Once the nearby water element is abundant, the violent currents will form a large storm in a very short time. In this wasteland, there are already several large pits dug out by the water magic storm.
Of course, correspondingly, if the environment is dry, the power of the runes will be weakened a lot. Benjamin must extract the water element stored in the consciousness space and add it to the magic turbulence, and the consumption of mental power will also increase.
But...all in all, he thinks this thing is quite useful. In the future, if you throw a rune at someone you don't like, that person will definitely be beaten to death by the water element in various forms.
Even the bishop might not be able to sustain this kind of destructive power for long.
As for the other three runes, he also practiced them many times and gradually became more comfortable in using them. The system has been struggling to come up with new spells, so Benjamin can only rely on these four runes now.
That's it, after practicing, he returned to the Magic Academy again.
He will only be away for a week. During the week, there were no accidents in the college, and everything was gradually on track. According to Wallis's report, many of the two thousand students have shown outstanding talents. Already one-tenth of them can skillfully use entry-level magic and possess the most basic combat effectiveness.
Benjamin was relieved, but he was not too impatient. They set the graduation period of the academy to two years. In two years, these people can go from a blank piece of paper to a mage who can stand alone, which is considered to have met their expectations.
Don't make trouble and take your time. This is the central idea behind his college management.
After returning to his residence, Benjamin discovered not long after that Miles had actually messaged him back.
"That man is your brother? I was discovered by him when I sneaked into the church, but he couldn't keep me, and I couldn't conflict with him head-on, so I just ran away. Now, it seems that the entire Horli Kingdom is here I’m wanted.”
Listening to the sound coming from the wood chips, Benjamin felt that Miles sounded a little bit shy for some reason
Benjamin shook his head helplessly.
What's the big deal about being wanted? He didn't even know he was wanted by several countries.
However, judging from Miles's reply, the pictures of those intertwined light beams in the pure blue world are real. However, Miles did not say when he sneaked into the church. Benjamin still doesn't know whether the collision between Miles and Grant was a prophecy or a replay.
He wished it was just replay.
While thinking about these things, Benjamin walked down the streets of the college, nodding and smiling with the oncoming students.
"It's the dean..."
"Hello, Dean!"
"Dean, what was the rune you drew on that priest's chest that day that finally defeated him?"
"Dean..."
Feeling this overwhelming enthusiasm, Benjamin gradually became a little overwhelmed and hurriedly quickened his pace. It was time for get out of class to end now. If he walked slower, he might be stopped by students asking for autographs.
Now I can only use runes to cast spells and cannot fly, which is really inconvenient.
Five minutes later, he hurried to another building in the college.
This is a potion department specially equipped for research by potion mages. At the moment, students are still learning the basics of magic and entry-level spells, so this place looks a little deserted.
However, Benjamin knew that there were still people working here.
He opened the door and walked in.
"What is this thing you made? Is it usable? You can't do the simplest material processing, and you say you can make magic potion? Who are you bluffing? Go back and make it again!"
Not long after he came in, Benjamin heard such roars.
He couldn't help but sweat for the dozen or so potion mages under his command.
In the current potion department, there is only the old mage from Icol, plus a dozen or so potion mages who serve as his assistants. They don't have any teaching tasks at the moment, and all their energy is focused on conquering the Queen's potion.
Benjamin came here today just for this matter.
"Senior, in the knowledge of potions, who is more accomplished than you? They are all still young, so don't have too high demands on them."
He pushed the door and walked into the alchemy room where several people were, and said so.
The old man was studying a bottle of strange black liquor. Hearing this, he raised his head, glanced at Benjamin, and asked impatiently: "Why are you here?"
"I came over to check on the situation. Is the cracking of the potion still going well?"
The old man immediately replied: "If it doesn't go well, it's just the assistants you gave me. It's strange if it goes well."
Benjamin was ashamed.
He also glanced at the potion mages. Each one was like a mouse under a cat's paws. Their hands were busy with the tasks assigned to them by the old man, but they were shaking so much that they could hardly hold the tools.
This... working under the hands of an old man is really stressful.
"You guys go and take a rest first. I have something to discuss with my seniors." Therefore, Benjamin said to them. After hearing this, several people nodded hurriedly as if they had been granted amnesty, turned around and left the place.
The old man did not stop, but narrowed his eyes and looked at Benjamin.
"What? What else do you want?"
Benjamin smiled: "It's nothing. I think they are under too much pressure. If they continue to work, they will only mess things up. Senior, please pay a little attention to the mental state of your assistant."
The old man snorted coldly and said, "Useless things, why should you pay attention to them?"
Benjamin couldn't persuade him any more, so he had to ask instead: "So... senior, what do you think of this magic academy I established? Are you still used to living here?"
The old man glanced at Benjamin coldly and said, "You know, after I finish researching the Queen's potion, I will leave here right away. I won't teach you how to make potion to those Muggles here."
… So stubborn.
Benjamin was helpless. After living here for so long, the old man's attitude has not changed. It may be a bit difficult to attract this alchemy master to the academy.
"So...how long will it take you to figure out the cracking method?" Therefore, he had no choice but to ask.