Abe the Wizard

More than ten days have passed, and Abel's life has returned to that crazy four-month rhythm. He studied at the magic tower during the day, and returned to the mansion to enter Roger's camp at night to practice spells, especially group attack electricity spells. ' Charged Bombs ”, 0-level 'charged bomb' spells can only fire 2 arcs at a time, and each time you increase the level of the arc, it will increase by 1 and the power will be strengthened. The idea is that he is going to increase the 'charge bomb' spell to at least level 5 before going to the blood wasteland for hunting.

In the laboratory of the 9th floor of the Morton Magic Tower, Abel placed the short stick staff capable of stimulating 'fire bombs' and the inoperable short stick staff on the experimental table. He wanted to understand what was affecting the ability of the staff. Inspiring skills, he can't bear to study that stick with a 'psychic transmission' spell.

Pulling a crystal-finished magnifying glass over the tabletop, he can't use the staff of the short stick, and Abel starts to look up slowly from the handle of the short stick. Every fine line is not let go, every time one is found Traces are recorded on parchment.

When all the wand sticks that can't be used were inspected carefully, a hand stick drawn by parchment was full of arrows marked with a quill pen, recording all the marks of the stick.

Something that made Abel crazy is that the owner of this short stick doesn't seem to care for this staff, and there are various scars on it. He has 12 points of doubt whether the staff of this staff is because he doesn't care. The staff, if the staff is damaged, no spell is recorded on it.

At this time, an 'Ice Pack' flashed on his body. This did not affect his work. After more than ten days of adaptation, he is now fully capable of dual-use. Although the work of the weak soul is very simple, but This is truly dual purpose.

The second short stick staff is placed under a magnifying glass. In the same process, all the imprints are recorded on the parchment paper. The next process is to compare the two staffs.

In fact, there is no need to compare. Abel can now be sure that there are no runes or patterns on the two staffs. Those imprints are all scratches that are not protected. Sure enough, the results of the comparison also prove this. What is it that determines the staff can cast it?

Undead, he scanned the two staffs with mental power. In the perception of spiritual power, the staff with the 'fireball' spell had a feeling that made him very familiar. There was a soul in this staff?

Abel scanned it unbelievably a few times, there was no perception in the magic staff, and there was indeed some soul fluctuations on the staff with the 'fireball' spell. Maybe other wizards had this tiny soul. The fluctuation will be difficult to detect, but he has drank the "soul potion" synthesized by the soul, and there is a weak soul that can be viewed in the body, but he is very familiar with the fluctuation of the soul.

The human body and soul cannot be viewed. It is integrated with the mind. It may be separated from the body instantly at the moment of death, but the soul at that time is also invisible to the naked eye and will dissipate quickly. So ordinary wizards are very Few people study the mysteries of the soul.

The soul is sealed in the staff? Is that soul giving the staff a spell ability? Countless doubts came to his mind. He had never seen a staff in the real world, and there was no way to compare it. It was impossible to study here, but he was sure that the material of the staff was very special. Because even the inscrutable staff without soul fluctuations has a 50% increase in damage to undead.

Abel rummaged through "Multon's Insights" and did not find the relevant content of the staff material. It is estimated that the wizard of Morton is just a wizard who is good at making rune cards, and has no research on the staff.

If you want to study these two staffs in depth, you can only try to learn relevant knowledge if you wait for the invitation of the dwarves.

But Abel can be sure, that is, no matter the inaccessible short stick staff is a treasure in the holy continent, maybe the wizard world he contacted is too small, his wizard level is too low, he It always feels that the overall level of the Dark World is much higher than that of the Holy Land. Such a staff used by ordinary low-level **** creatures in the Dark World is a very good treasure in the Holy Land, at least it can make the wizard instantly A spell, not to mention a staunch staff with a 'psychic transmission' spell.

I was thinking that a sense of fullness appeared in my mind, and Abel was happy. Two days ago, he had supplemented the pattern of the second-level apprentice wizard's pattern, but did not feel promoted. I only asked Carlos to know that the pattern After the supplement is complete, you must adjust the meditation for a certain period of time. This time is not certain, it may be a day or a year.

It seems that his luck is still good. Counting by time, plus the time in Roger's camp, he has been stuck in the level two apprentice wizard for about twenty days, and the worst situation in Carlos's mouth has not appeared.

Abel put all the items on the table into the space bag and returned to his room. There was the most concentrated place in the magic tower on the 9th floor, where promotion was also the safest.

Sitting in the middle of the room, stopping the weak instant soul's automatic instant 'Ice Pack Armor', Abel set his mind, and the mental power entered his mind. In the middle, a white light flashes, and under these two patterns, there is an incomparable 'warm' spell pattern with red light. This special spell continuously extracts energy from the hot air around the body and converts it into mana supplement. Into the wizard's pattern.

Recalling the third-level apprentice wizard pattern, the first time he used the "soul potion", the wizard pattern was mastered by him. Now he can be promoted to the third-level apprentice wizard by drawing it in his memory according to his memory. .

A little time passed, Fink had called Abel many times through his identity card, but he did not respond. Generally, during lunch time, Abel would appear on time on the first floor to eat in the reception room, but he did n’t see it today. His silhouette.

"Master Carlos, and Albert Albert are locked in the room. I didn't respond to my call. Is there any problem?" Fink found Carlos, who was preparing to eat, anxiously on the first floor.

"Fink, don't worry, Abel is estimated to be dealing with something, there is no way to be distracted, you wait patiently for a while." Carlos smiled comfortably.

Camille put down the juice that was being scrutinized, and said with a smile, "You really care about Abel. It looks like my family, Joey. I guess she won't be in a hurry when I shut down for a day."

"Sir, how can you say that to me?" Camille's apprentice Joey said with a little dissatisfaction.

"If you're really uneasy, I can ask the teacher to help him look at his situation." Camille said can't help seeing Fink still worried.

"Master Camille, is it really okay?" Fink asked with surprise on his fat face.

"Okay, okay, I'll contact the teacher."

When Camille was preparing to connect with the identity card to contact the Morton Wizard, a strange wave came from the floor.

"Someone got promoted!" Camille and Carlos cried almost simultaneously.

The two looked at each other with a little doubt, and Camille said, "Strangely, this promotion wave is not as strong as the promotion of the formal wizard. Isn't it that Brother Warren and Sister Eury have been promoted?"

"Apart from them, who else will be promoted in the building?" Carlos shook his head.

Suddenly the two thought of one at the same time, and Camille said to Fink with a strange expression: "No need to contact the teacher!"

"Master Camille, what's wrong?" Fink asked puzzledly.

"Damn Abel, does he want to grab my fifth child position?" Carlos had jumped angrily before Camille spoke.

"Who told you not to work hard, according to Abel's promotion speed, it seems that in a few months, you will become the sixth child." Camille said with a gleeful smile.

"Are Albert promoted?" Fink remembered what Abel was like when he first entered the Evelyn Tower. At that time, Abel was not a wizard. Only a few months had passed, and he had grown into a A third-level apprentice sorcerer, this growth rate made Fink wonder if he was really stupid like a pig.