The Wizard World

Angelet ignored the two of them and took up a shooting position by himself.

"Chip, start recording the power of the spell and convert it into a precise unit: degree."

"Recording begins."

Angelet slowly raised his hand, and some fine black mist overflowed from his fingers, suspended in the air, forming a small cloud of black mist.

He snapped his fingers lightly, and a breeze blew by. The black mist was immediately blown towards the target not far away.

hiss

After a slight hissing sound, the original yellow color of the wooden rake gradually became darker, to a point of black. The rest didn't change at all.

Angelet frowned.

"The result is reported. At the same time, the specific power data is given."

"Pure necromantic negative energy releases 5 degrees of reserve at a time. Enemies with constitution below 1.5 will receive corrosive fatal damage, and enemies with constitution above 3 will be ignored." The answer given by the chip made Angelet I fully realized that without a spell model, the cost of pure energy compared to the damage caused is really not worthwhile.

"That is to say, the energy released at a full 5 degrees can cause damage to ordinary people, pose a certain threat to ordinary knights, and have very poor effects on stronger knights or apprentices. It seems that pure energy It is indeed too wasteful to use it. If it is replaced by casting spells, maybe 3 degrees of spell consumption can produce similar effects." Angelet frowned and pondered.

"How much pure energy is estimated to be required to destroy a wooden rake?"

"1 tablet instantly restores.

Angelet narrowed his eyes slightly. Push the guardrail in front of you. He pulled out the black dagger on his back and stepped forward.

laugh!

The dagger slashed on the target. The first time it didn't chop.

Angelet withdrew his right hand and exerted force suddenly.

There was a snap. The top half of the rake fell to the ground.

"I can destroy this target with a full blow. In other words, my full physical attack is equivalent to 19 degrees." Angelet thought about it.

Next, he tried other energy particles. Now his own mana already has 15 degrees of energy, and with the storage of the chip, he has an energy reserve of more than 30 degrees. of various particles. Densities vary.

Among them, the particle density of the wind system is very low, and the wind force of 19 degrees is released. The wind was almost at the level of a small hurricane, and the wooden rake was directly blown off.

Because the energy was exhausted, Angelet left the laboratory.

The next day, the recording of particle experiments started again.

This time it's fire particles at 19 degrees. When it was released, it was a small ball of fire, and when it hit it, the wooden rake was also destroyed without any suspense.

This gave Angelet a guess.

"The unit of degree stipulated by the wizards should indeed be a unified unit of basic energy. Different energy particles, under the same degree unit, have little difference in actual effects. That is to say, all negative energy particles. The same The degree of energy is released, and the damage caused is similar. This shows that different particles have different densities. And this degree should actually be a unit specified from the result effect. The chip noticed it. But I didn’t notice it myself.”

On the third day, Angelet stood in front of the target that was destroyed again, thinking deeply.

"Since speed is a unit that represents power, then maybe I can completely digitize my actual combat power." He touched his chin, and this idea came to his mind.

"The promotion of a wizard must use the water of Yasu as an introduction, and it is impossible to get this thing now. It is good to sort out your own strength first."

In these few days of experiments, Angelet has clearly learned that the destructive power of his physical attacks is slightly weaker than that of pure energy damage. If he releases pure energy attack with all his strength, it should be around 22 degrees.

This is probably his limit.

This precise unit system gave him a rough standard for judging the strength of the enemy and ourselves. Although fighting is not only about destructive power. But the approximate strength gap should also be noticeable.

During the experiments these days, Angelet and the two apprentices also chatted casually.

The middle-aged woman's name was Kelly Navester. He is a third-class apprentice. Majored in Enchantment. As for the other young man, the second-class apprentice, he didn't dare to intervene in the conversation between the two and third-class apprentices. It was only after Angelet asked that he learned that he majored in conjuration, his name was Mikain, his father was a wealthy businessman, and the whole family's hopes were pinned on him. He is also Kelly's nephew.

Boom!

Angelet released a green flame. It hit hard on a wooden rake not far away.

With a bang, the wooden rake instantly burst into flames. The green flame quickly enveloped the entire target, and the wood quickly turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye. into coke.

"Phosphorescent Giant Elephant Heart, Phosphorous Flame Impact, Attack Attribute: Energy. Destructive Power: 12 degrees. Spiritual Power Consumption: 1. Mana Consumption: 0."

Angelet nodded in satisfaction. Put your heart away. This thing can only be used twice a day. Fortunately, it is instant. very convenient. It just looks ugly.

12 degrees of destructive power, if the defensive armor is not enough. Being hit in the body at once, even a knight class would be severely injured. Of course, the big knight has its own energy defense, so it's hard to say.

From this point of view, the bomb made of the other phosphorescent heart is obviously powerful to a certain extent. Angelet roughly had a contrast in his mind.

clap clap...

Suddenly, there was a burst of crisp applause not far away.

Kelly, a middle-aged woman in her thirties, walked over with a smile. This woman has an ordinary face, brown hair with a shawl, small and thin lips, and sharp eyes, giving people a sharp and mean feeling.

"Master Angelet, are you almost done with your experiment?" She said with a smile. But she seemed completely unaware that her smile had no affinity.

"It's almost there." Angelet nodded. He didn't care about being seen by others, except for the phosphorescent heart. There's nothing to hide about that either. He's working on modeling the new spell right now, and that's what needs to be kept secret.

"Sir Kelly, just tell me if you have anything to say." Angelet turned around and smiled.

Among the students, although there is no explicit regulation, the third-class apprentices have been separated from the other levels below. The difficulties of the second class against the third class are not known to outsiders. This also led to the high status of third-class apprentices in the academy.

Although ordinary apprentices can meet the mentors of the official wizards of the academy, mentors generally do not interact with apprentices. On the contrary, the third-class apprentices have a lot of intersections with ordinary apprentices. And the strength is much stronger than the second-class apprentices. This happens naturally.

The third-class apprentices formed a small circle together. Exclude grades other than .

"The number of apprentices recalled by the college has been greatly reduced. It is said that several official wizards died in this war." Kelly said in a low voice.

The other man in his twenties, Mikain, didn't speak, but maintained a polite smile. He was only a second-class apprentice, and Kelly didn't even look him in the eye. A twenty-year-old second-class apprentice. It was already impossible to attack an official wizard, and even her nephew was of little value. Only third-class apprentices are eligible to talk on an equal footing. This is one of the unspoken rules.

"Really?" Angelet straightened the gray robe on his body. After some experimentation, the clothes on his body also seemed a little wrinkled.

"Now the college is facing an embarrassing situation where many tasks are not being performed. It is said that many formal disciples of the mentor have died in this war." Kelly seemed to like to beat around the bush when speaking.

"So what?" Angelet said quietly.

"This means that the college is facing a serious shortage of manpower. Incidents in many jurisdictions cannot be allocated to solve the problem. This will have a bad impact on the reputation and dominance of the college. Of course, these are not what we should worry about Question. It's just, Angelet, didn't you ask me last time if there are any pharmacy prescriptions in my family's collection?" Kelly smiled mysteriously.

"What's the matter? Do you have any?" Angelet was chatting last time. Also just ask casually. With the idea of ​​hitting luck. At that time, Kelly said there was no.

"Our family doesn't have one. But we found someone who does." Kelly smiled. She just wanted to get closer to Angelet, a potential unit who was promoted to a third-class apprentice before he was 18 years old. Especially now that the academy's talent is withering. It would not be long before Angelet would be accepted as an official disciple by the mentors. To focus on training. Now is the best time to formalize the relationship. Although she does not admit that she is a wizard apprentice, she is more utilitarian.

"Who? What prescription?" Angelet's face darkened slightly. get serious.

"A prescription for Griffin's Nightmare Potion. It shouldn't be fake, after all, the other party is a small family of medicinal materials that have been passed down for many years. But they refused to make a move." Kelly laughed.

"Refused to make a move?" Angelet's eyes sharpened. "Thank you for telling me the news. Lady Kelly, if you don't mind. Can you explain the situation in detail?"

"Of course." Kelly turned serious, "That family started out as a trader of medicinal materials. The initial rise was because of a clansman who accidentally became a wizard's apprentice, but he was not an apprentice of our academy, but a small inheritance. He is a disciple of a scattered wandering wizard. And the teacher of that tribe happened to be a pharmacist. In an accident, he got the prescription of Griffin's nightmare potion. He was chased and killed, and finally died outside. Everyone saw him put Fang Zi was completely burned. But my family only found out recently. The old guy played everyone again. He copied the Fang Zi to his disciples. Later, after the apprentice died, this Fang Zi has been used as a The family heirloom has been handed down to this day. Not long ago, one of my clan members discovered their secret in an accident."

Angelet's face was serious.

"Griffin's Nightmare Potion is an auxiliary potion that can increase the effect of Yasu's water. It has been lost for hundreds of years. I didn't expect that there are still prescriptions left. It seems that you plan to use my power to attack the opponent? Say, the opponent still What is there to rely on?" He belongs to the purpose. The man who spares no expense. As long as it doesn't go too far against morality, the rest doesn't matter.

Kelly was hit by what he said, and her face didn't change much. It would be strange if the other party couldn't see it with such a little thought.

"The formula that can increase the chances of a wizard's promotion is naturally very precious. Except for the three of us, no one else knows about it. The clansman I detected was also caught by me." Kelly stopped, without finishing. But the meaning Angelet can understand naturally, just don't let the academy know. She continued: "The other party's family has already been dealt with by us. I didn't expect an inexplicable young clansman to appear suddenly. He is only a second-class apprentice in half. I suffered a big loss last time. My nephew was also injured." Kelly looked at the second-class apprentice man Mikain who was silent.

Mikain immediately took his right arm knowingly.

At a glance, Angelet saw a centipede-like silver scar clearly crawling on the skin on his arm, which was very hideous.

The scar is actually silver!

Angelet was slightly startled.

"Didn't you ask other third-class apprentices for help?" he asked.

"I've tried our luck here many times. The third-class apprentices I met were not interested in pharmacy. Fortunately, I met Angelet. If you hadn't asked me once before, I don't dare to tell you about the prescription directly." Kelly smiled and replied.

Angelet, on the other hand, maintained a skeptical attitude towards the secrecy she said.

The Griffin Nightmare Potion is also known as the Nightmare Potion. Although it is rare and precious, it is actually not very attractive to ordinary third-class apprentices. Because this agent has high requirements on materials, the success rate is also very low. Even if they get the prescription, the average apprentice can't afford the consumption of configuration.

As for why it happened to be something he was interested in, he had to ask Kelly in front of him.