"I didn't make trouble, I didn't figure out these problems, the improvement potion was completely blessed by experience and intuition and 'Lady Luck', you tried a beneficial change hundreds of times before, it was a lucky situation, but what about later? Do you want to try every possible one, combine the different components of each material? This cannot be successful without thousands or tens of thousands of modulations......" Douglas replied very seriously.
The young magician pulled a face, pointed to the side and said: "The magic books say that scarlet grass with fisheye fruit and dead soul wood tubers have the effect of stimulating mental power, this is the combination of their natural effects, it is the summary of the hard work of magicians of all generations, it is the law of nature, and it is a truth that will be established without doubt! I won't sell my potion to you, please go somewhere else!"
Perhaps because he had just broken away from the teachings of his teacher and magic books, although the young magician hated this guy who made trouble in front of him, he still forcefully explained the "principle" of his formula.
Douglas nodded, and just as the young magician raised his chest, he suddenly said: "I know that 'scarlet grass plus fish eye fruit and death wood tubers' has the effect of stimulating the growth of spiritual power, which is a law gained from experience, but why is this happening?"
Fernando behind him held back his smile, looked to the side, and almost whistled, watching others face the madness of Douglas-style "why", which made him feel very interesting.
The young magician's expression was enough to be called stunned, and after a few snorts in his throat, he turned his head directly, looked at the nearby mage, and muttered: "What a strange person!"
In fact, magicians of all dynasties have summarized the gains and restraints between most materials, and have different school interpretations, such as the embodiment of the four elements in the refining of magic potions, such as the principle of life cycles, and so on.
The young magician knows a lot, and he is more inclined to explain based on the principles of the four elements, but he doesn't want to deal with the strange person in front of him at this time, for fear that after explaining himself, he will face a bunch of "why", which makes him a little palpitating, just like facing a strict teacher but not being able to give a satisfactory answer.
The surrounding magicians looked at this scene either gloomy or amused, and they had no intention of intervening in people who were not familiar with it.
Douglas didn't mind the other party calling him a weirdo, and said sincerely: "Haven't you read a book like "The Elemental Crown of Magic Elixir"? This may explain some of the reasons and get some proof and application in practice, 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 and kept muttering in his heart: "Ignore him, ignore him!"
He had a 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 didn't ask "why", he belonged to the kind of people who were very reasonable, and after recovering a little, he smiled and shook his head: "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, I am a member of the 'Magicians' United Union', how about you?"
The young magician was wearing linen semi-long hair, clear eyebrows, and a bookish face, and he didn't want to pay attention to Douglas, but what the teacher said to himself before leaving suddenly flashed in his heart:
"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.......
Polite, polite...... The flaxen-haired young mage replied biting the bullet: "I am Owen from the 'Shadow Singer'."
"I looked at it, your potion should be good." Douglas didn't bother Owen anymore and left his "booth" sensibly, which made Owen breathe 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, didn't say much, and carefully observed the magicians gathered in the square, they came from different organizations, their strength ranged from intermediate to high, some men and women, some cheerful and gloomy, some handsome and beautiful, and some terrifying, the only thing they had in common was that they all had a faint sense of depression, fear and dazedness.
This is not that something bad happened, but that the long-term survival situation has brought irreversible changes to their hearts, which is naturally reflected in their external temperament.
"The skin of the blue dragon hides the patterns of dozens of spells, which can effectively improve the level of corresponding magic!" As they walked, the two suddenly heard a crisp female voice shouting "Blue Dragon Skin".
After all, from the stage of the birth of magic, magicians have used imitation of the surface and patterns of extraordinary creatures as their main research method, and have invented many spells with this.
Therefore, when Douglas and Fernando followed the reputation, the girl's "booth" was already "piled up" with magicians, all silently looking at the incomplete piece of "Blue Dragon Skin", as if they were measuring the price they were willing to pay in their hearts.
For Fernando, who is good at lightning storm-type spells, the "Blue Dragon Skin" is particularly precious, so he didn't greet Douglas, walked a few steps to the girl's stall, and after confirming that the materials were real, he said directly: "What do you need? What do you need to exchange for the Blue Dragon Skin?"
The other magicians looked at Fernando who forced in with a slight dissatisfaction, but no one spoke up, wanting to hear the girl's plans.
This girl had long flaxen hair, her pupils were similar colors, beautiful and moving, full of youth, she smiled crisply and said, "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 at the right time: "I need all the basic magic books at the intermediate level, focusing on transformation, physical transformation, and bloodline fusion, do you have it?"
Her answer was vague, clearly intending to select the most satisfactory book from the sorcerers present.
"Yes!" Fernando has always been impatient, and immediately took out a lot of books from his storage bag and let them float in mid-air, and then looked at the magicians around him defiantly, looking like a "rogue" who said, "I'm going to make up my mind, 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 Union."
"Fernando of the raid court?"
"Killed Fernando of the 'Hunter'?"
The magicians suddenly whispered a lot of things, many people who were planning to compete with Fernando just now were ready to back down, he was a celebrity, not only very strong, but also ruthless and decisive!
Fernando didn't expect his name to be so "loud", and he had never been seen with this kind of eyes when he entered the "Purifier" sequence, which made him a little inexplicable.
"How is it? Are you satisfied with the books I took out?" Fernando decided to ignore the others and ask the girl with long flaxen hair directly.
At this time, a magician with ordinary facial features and no age to tell stood up: "What if it's Fernando? Today's major organizations gather, can he still directly grab the items of normal transactions?"
Fernando looked at the magician and was about to roar, but the girl who was selling things suddenly spoke: "I will change to Mr. Fernando, he is my hero! For more than a hundred years, he was the first magician to dare to directly attack the court, and killed the hateful 'hunters' and traitors!"
This time it was Fernando's turn to be stunned, when did "reputation" have the effect of buying and selling bonuses? Does this little girl still retain a little innocent feeling?
The competing magician hesitated, did not dare to fight anymore, and bowed his head and left.
"Actually, it was this Douglas next to me, the Archmage of the Nine Rings, who killed the 'Hunter'." Fernando doesn't take credit for others.
Archmage?
The surrounding magicians glanced at Douglas, even more glad that he had not clashed 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 melancholic, "It's a pity that there are fewer and fewer heroes like you, everyone is used to failure and hiding, as long as they can escape the pursuit of the church, they don't dare to hope for a victory."
Her straightforward words silenced the magicians nearby, thinking of the increasingly powerful church, the increasingly terrifying pressure, and the endless darkness in front of them.
"What can we do? There are so many legendary powerhouses in the church, and the strength of the pope far exceeds the peak of legends, what can we ......?" In the crowd, some people replied indignantly but could not hide their despair, "If only Lord Wicken and Lord Maskelin had not disappeared at the beginning, there are so many third-order legends, the church will not be able to develop at all......"
"Really? I don't think so!" Someone retorted loudly, "The Pope has god-like strength, His Excellency 'Starlight' was killed by him, His Excellency 'Lord of Death' 'came back from the dead', and he only has less than the strength of the legendary third order, neither of their legendary peaks can stop the Pope, Lord Maskelin and Viken can?"
The people of the "Red Eye" organization scolded the Sylvanas Empire for thinking about infighting at critical moments, which directly led to the destruction of the Arthurian Empire first, and the "Death Lord" even 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 face.
The people of the "Shadow Singer" also scolded 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 strong strength?
They seem to think that so many magicians are unwilling to contribute their souls and bodies as the main reason for their failure, otherwise their organization can cultivate a huge and powerful army of necromancers and sweep the church - the church's divine 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 did not change, that is, the three magical empires made too many mistakes in the early days and allowed the development of the church to develop, otherwise it would definitely not be the situation it is today!
"Maybe our magic is lagging behind......" was arguing, and a desperate magician blurted out without thinking, "In the past two or three hundred years, how many legendary powerhouses have the church produced? And what about us? Maybe magic represents ......."
Silence, or silence, this sentence directly hit everyone's scars, and then, the scolding erupted.
"Traitor, you traitor!"
"Our magic is much richer than divine magic! It's much more mysterious!"
"Are there so many ways to save your life in divine magic?"
In the noisy occasion, Ericka, 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 change when it's time to change...... Douglas looked at the half-magic tower in the center of "Alinge", his eyes deep and distant.
Pawn!
The melodious bell rang, the quarrel over the square subsided, and a joint meeting of dozens of magical organizations was about to be held.
(End of this chapter)