"I didn't make trouble, I didn't figure out these problems, the improvement of the potion is completely based on experience, intuition and the blessing of the goddess of luck, you have tried a beneficial change hundreds of times before, it is a good situation, but in the future, you have to try every possibility, and combine the different parts of each material, so that it will not succeed without thousands or tens of thousands of concoctions," Douglas replied very seriously.
The young magician wrenched his face and pointed to the side and said: "The magic book says that the scarlet grass plus the fisheye fruit and the dead soul wood tuber have the effect of stimulating mental power, this is the combination of their natural effects, it is the summary of the hard work of the magicians of the past generations, it is the law of nature, it is the truth that will be established without doubt, my potion is not sold to you, please go somewhere else" Perhaps because he had just broken away from the teachings of his teacher and magic books, the young magician, although he hated the troublemaker in front of him, still insisted on explaining the "principle" of his recipe, of course, the specific combination of components was confidential.
Douglas nodded, and just as the young magician raised his head and chest, he suddenly said, "I know that the scarlet grass plus the fisheye fruit and the dead soul wood tuber have the effect of stimulating the growth of mental power, which is the law of experience, but why is this happening?"
Fernando behind him forced a smile and looked to the side, almost whistling, and it was very interesting to watch others frenzy in the face of Douglas-esque "why".
The young magician's expression was enough to be called dumbfounded, and after a few blows in his throat.
Turning his head directly, he looked at the nearby mage and muttered, "What a weirdo" In fact, the magicians of the past generations have summarized the gains and restraints between most of the materials, and have different schools of explanation, such as the embodiment of the four elements in the refining of magic potions, such as the principle of life cycle, and so on.
The young magician also knows a lot, and he personally prefers explanations based on the principles of the four elements, but he doesn't want to deal with the weirdos in front of him at all.
I'm afraid that after explaining it myself.
He will also face a bunch of "whys", which makes him feel a little palpitating, like facing a stern teacher but not being able to give a satisfactory answer.
The magicians around looked at the scene either gloomily or amusefully, for those who were not very familiar with it.
None of them had the heart to intervene.
Douglas didn't mind calling him a weird guy at all.
"Haven't you read books like the Elemental Crown of Magic Potion," he said sincerely, which might explain part of the reason.
And in practice, there are some proofs and applications, but they are still full of contradictions, and I don't think they touch the essence of the problem. ” The young magician gritted his teeth.
Keep saying in my heart: "Ignore him, ignore him" He had the feeling of hundreds or 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 doesn't ask "why", he belongs to the kind of people who are very reasonable, and after coming back to his senses a little at this time, he shook his head with a smile: "I also have 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 Wizards' Union, what about you?"
The young magician, with his flaxen-colored semi-long hair, clear eyebrows, and bookish face, didn't want to deal with Douglas, but his heart suddenly flashed what the teacher said to him before leaving: "You are the most talented of the young mages of our organization, but you have been immersed in magic research and book study for a long time, and you are not very good at communicating and communicating with people, this time we went to Alinge to participate in the gathering of the magic organization, representing the image of the entire shadow singer, so I have to warn you, neither too weak nor too arrogant, pay attention to the issue of politeness" The polite, polite, flaxen-haired young mage replied, "I'm Owen of the Shadow Singer." ” "I looked, your potion should be good."
Douglas didn't bother Owen anymore and left his "booth" in amusement, much to Owen's long sigh of relief.
"I think you can develop a spell called Douglas that is sure to stun enemies."
Fernando hurriedly followed, quipping.
Douglas smiled, didn't say anything, and carefully observed the magicians gathered in the square, they came from different organizations, ranging in strength from the middle to the high rank, some men and women, some cheerful and gloomy, some handsome and beautiful, and some terrifying and terrifying, the only thing in common was that they all had a touch of depression, panic and confusion.
It's not that anything bad has happened, but that the long-term living conditions have brought irreversible changes in their hearts, which is naturally reflected in their external temperament.
"The skin of the blue dragon, which hides the patterns of dozens of spells, can effectively improve the level of the corresponding magic" As they walked, the two suddenly heard a crisp female voice shouting "Blue Dragon Skin".
The blue dragon is a giant dragon, known for its lightning and water supernatural abilities, its skin is not only alchemical material, but also the focus of magicians' research, after all, from the stage of the birth of magic, magicians have imitated the patterns on the surface and body of transcendent creatures as the main means of research, and invented many spells in this way.
Therefore, when Douglas and Fernando followed the prestige, the girl's "booth" was already "piled" with magicians, all of whom silently looked at the incomplete "blue dragon skin", as if weighing the price they were willing to pay in their hearts.
For Fernando, who is good at lightning storm spells, the "Blue Dragon Skin" is particularly precious, so he didn't greet Douglas, walked a few steps quickly to the girl's stall, and after confirming the authenticity of the materials, he said directly: "What do you need, what do you need to exchange the blue dragon skin for?"
The other magicians all looked at Fernando with a little dissatisfaction, but no one said anything, wanting to hear the girl's plan.
The girl had long flaxen-colored hair and eyes of a similar color, she was beautiful and youthful, and she smiled crisply: "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 just in time: "I need all the basic magic books of the intermediate level, focusing on transformation, transformation, and bloodline fusion, do you have one?"
Her answer was vague, apparently intending to pick the most satisfying book from the magicians present.
"Yes" Fernando, who has always been in a hurry, immediately took out a number of books from his storage bag and let them float in the air, and then looked defiantly at the magicians around him, looking like a "hooligan" like "I'm going to make a decision, you have the ability to beat me".
The magicians next to them were a little annoyed at first, but soon someone whispered, "He's Fernando of the Union." ” "Fernando who stormed the Inquisition" "Kill Fernando the Hunter" The magicians whispered.
Many of the people who had just planned to compete with Fernando were ready to back down.
He is a celebrity, not only very strong, but also ruthless and decisive Fernando didn't expect his name to be so "loud".
When I first entered the "Purifier" sequence, no one looked at it with this kind of eyes.
This baffled him a bit.
"How about the books I took out, are you still satisfied," Fernando decided to ignore the others.
Ask the girl with long flax hair directly.
At this time, a magician with ordinary facial features who couldn't tell his age stood up: "It's Fernando, what about today's major organization gathering."
Can he still snatch items that are normally traded?"
Fernando looked at the magician and was about to roar, but the girl who sold something suddenly spoke: "I change it to Mr.
Fernando, he is my hero for more than a hundred years, he is the first magician who dared to attack the Inquisition directly, and killed the hateful hunter and traitor."
This time it was Fernando's turn to be dumbfounded, when did "fame" have the effect of buying and selling bonuses, this little girl still retained a little innocent feelings The competing magician snorted, didn't dare to fight anymore, and bowed his head away.
"Actually, it was Douglas next to me who killed the hunter, the Nine-Ring Division."
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Fernando doesn't take credit for others. division The surrounding magicians glanced at Douglas, even more glad that they hadn't clashed with Fernando just now.
"You are all heroes in my heart, my name is Erica, and I am a three-ring mage of a small organization."
The girl smiled sweetly, and then, her smile became a little melancholy, "It's a pity that there are fewer and fewer heroes like you, everyone has become accustomed to defeat and hiding, as long as they can escape the pursuit of the church, they don't dare to hope for a victory." ” Her outspoken words silenced the magicians in the vicinity, thinking of the growing power of the Church, of the increasingly terrible pressure, of the darkness that stretched out in front of them.
"How can we teach so many legendary powerhouses, and the Pope's strength far exceeds the peak of legends, what can we do" In the crowd, someone replied indignantly but in despair, "If only His Excellency Viken and His Excellency Maskeling hadn't disappeared at the beginning, there are so many third-order legends, and the church can't develop at all" "Yes, I don't think so" someone retorted loudly, "The Pope has the strength of a god-like, His Excellency the Starlight was killed by him, His Excellency the Lord of Death came back from the dead, and only the strength of the third order of the Legend remained, and the two of them could not stop the Pope from the peak of the Legend, His Excellency Maskeline and His Excellency Viken could."
This kind of long church majestic words suddenly attracted a lot of abuse, and the people of the "Red Eye" organization scolded the Sylvanus Empire for thinking about infighting at a critical moment, which directly led to the destruction of the Arthurian Empire first, and the "Death Lord" used the most forbidden life-saving means to resurrect and return, but his strength dropped greatly, and he was suppressed by the third-order "Sword of Truth" and did not dare to show his head.
The people of the "Shadow Singer" also scolded the other magicians, scolding them for not knowing how to unite at all, otherwise how could the Church develop, and how could the Pope accumulate such a strong strength The "soul supreme" necromancers are not good at quarreling, but their dark eyes make people shudder, they seem to think that the refusal of so many mages to contribute their souls is the main reason for failure, otherwise their organization can cultivate a large and powerful army of necromantic servants, and the magic that swept through the church is the most restrained necromancer, so they hate and fear the church the most.
The elemental mages of the "Tower of the Destroyer" joined the war group and quarreled with each other, but their core idea remained the same, that is, the three major magic empires made too many mistakes in the early days and allowed the development of the church, otherwise it would definitely not be the situation it is today "Maybe our magic is lagging behind," a desperate magician blurted out without thinking, "In the past two or three hundred years, how many legendary powerhouses have been taught and we, maybe the magic represents" Silence, or silence, this sentence directly poked everyone's scars, and then, the scolding erupted.
"Traitor, you traitor" "Our magic is much richer and more mysterious than magic."
"Are there so many ways to save your life with divine magic?"
In the noisy occasion, Erica, who sold "Blue Dragon Skin", did not speak, but stepped aside, sighed softly, and said to Fernando and Douglas: "It's really desperate, fortunately, there are heroes like you." ” "It's time for a desperate situation," Douglas looked at the half-section of the magic tower in the center of Alinge, his gaze deep and distant. while Melodious bells rang, the quarrels in the square subsided, and a joint meeting of dozens of magical organizations was about to be held
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