"I didn't make trouble and didn't figure out these problems. The improvement agent was completely protected by empirical intuition and the "Goddess of Luck". You tried a beneficial change a few hundred times before, which was a good situation. But what about the future? You have to try every possibility and combine different parts of each material? In this way, without thousands or tens of thousands of modulations, it will not be successful..." Douglas answered very seriously.

The young magician pointed to the side and said, "The magic book says that scarlet grass, fish-eye fruit and dead soul wood tuber have the effect of stimulating mental power. This is a combination of their natural effects. It is a summary of the hard research of magicians of all generations. It is a natural law, 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 left the teacher and magic books, although the young magician hated this guy who was making trouble in person, he still spoke out the "principle" of his recipe. Of course, the specific weight combination is confidential.

Douglas nodded, and just as the young magician raised his head and raised his chest, he suddenly said, "I know that 'Scarlet Grass plus Fish Eye Fruit and Dead Soul Wood Turtle' has the effect of stimulating mental growth. This is a rule obtained by experience, but why is this happening?"

Fernando behind him held back his smile, looked to the side, and almost whistled. He felt very interesting to watch others face the Douglasian "why" crazy.

The young magician's expression was enough to be stunned. After a few sounds in his throat, he turned his head directly, looked at the nearby mage, and muttered: "What a weird person!"

In fact, magicians of all generations have summarized the gain and restraint between most materials, and have explained it from different schools, such as the manifestation of the four major elements in the refining of magic potions, such as the principle of life cycle, etc.

The young magician also knew a lot, and he personally prefers explanations based on the principles of the four elements, but at this time he didn't want to pay attention to the weirdo in front of him. He was afraid that after he explained it, he would face a bunch of "whys", which made him feel a little palpitation, just like facing a stern teacher but could not give a satisfactory answer.

The magicians around them watched this scene either gloomy or funny, and they had no intention of interfering with those who were not very familiar with them.

Douglas didn't mind the other party calling him a weird person. He said sincerely: "Have you read books like "The Elemental Crown of Magic Potions"? This may explain part of the reason and has been proven and applied 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: "Don't pay attention to him, don't pay attention to him!"

He felt like hundreds or thousands of mosquitoes were flying around him, as if he was surrounded by more than a dozen druids from the forest, which made him quite manic.

Douglas is a very reasonable person without asking "why". After coming back to his senses, he smiled and shook his head: "I 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, who is from the 'Magician Union'. What about you?"

The young magician wore half-length hair in flax, with beautiful eyebrows and a bookish look on his face. He didn't want to pay attention to Douglas, but suddenly flashed in his heart what the teacher said to him before leaving:

"You are the most talented among our generation of young mages, but you have been devoted to magic research and book study for a long time. You are not very good at communicating and communicating with others. This time we went to Aliner to attend the magical organization's gathering, which represents the image of the entire "shadow singer". So I have to remind you that you should not be too weak or too arrogant, and pay attention to the issue of politeness..."

Courtesy, courtesy… The young wizard with flax hair gritted his teeth and replied: “I am Irving of the ‘Shadow Singer’.”

"I looked at it, your potion should be good." Douglas did not disturb Irving anymore and left his "stall" tactfully, which made Irving breathe a sigh of relief.

"I think you can develop a spell called 'Why of Douglas', which will surely make the enemy dizzy." Fernando quickly followed and said jokingly.

Douglas smiled and said nothing more. He carefully observed the magicians gathered in the square. They came from different organizations, and their strengths ranged from mid-level to high-level. There were men and women, cheerful and gloomy, handsome and beautiful, and terrifying. The only thing they all had was that they were all lightly depressed, panic and confused.

This is not something bad happened, but that the long-term survival situation has brought irreversible changes to their hearts, which are naturally reflected in their external temperament.

"The Blue Dragon Skin hides dozens of magic patterns, which can effectively improve the level of corresponding magic!" As they walked, the two suddenly heard a crisp female voice selling "The Blue Dragon Skin".

The blue dragon is a giant dragon, famous for its extraordinary ability of lightning and water. Its skin is not only an alchemy material, but also the focus of magicians' research. After all, since the birth of magic, magicians have used imitating the surface of extraordinary organisms and patterns in their bodies as their main research methods, and have invented many magicians.

So, when Douglas and Fernando looked in the voice, the girl's "stall" was already full of magicians, all of whom were silently looking at the incomplete "Blue Dragon Skin", as if measuring the price they were willing to pay in their hearts.

For Fernando, who is good at lightning storm spells, "Blue Dragon Skin" is particularly precious, so he did not ask Douglas to take a few steps to the girl's stall. After confirming the material is real, he spoke directly: "What do you need? What do you need to exchange for the Blue Dragon Skin?"

The other magicians looked at Fernando who forced himself in with a little dissatisfaction, but no one spoke, wanting to hear the girl's plan.

The girl has long flax hair, her pupils are similar in color, beautiful and charming, and full of youth. She smiled crisply and said, "I want to exchange it for the demise of the Church of Truth. Can you do it?"

Just before Fernando roared, she ended the joke in time: "I need all the basic magic books in the middle class, focusing on deformation, ** transformation and bloodline fusion, do you have it?"

Her answer was vague, obviously intending to pick the most satisfying book from the magicians present.

"Yes!" Fernando has always been anxious and immediately took out many books from the storage bag and let them float in the air. Then he looked provocatively at the magicians around him, looking like a "rogue" like "I'm going to make a decision, you have the ability to hit me."

The magicians next to them were a little angry at first, but soon someone whispered: "He is Fernando of the United Union."

"Fernando who raided the referee?"

"Fernando who killed the 'Hunter'?"

The magicians immediately spoke in a low voice. Many people who were planning to compete with Fernando just now were about to retreat. He is a celebrity. Not only is he very strong, but he is also cruel and decisive!

Fernando did not expect that his name would be so "resounding". He had never been seen with this kind of eyes when he entered the "Purifier" sequence. This made him a little confused.

"How is it? Are you satisfied with the books I took out?" Fernando decided not to care about the others and asked the girl with long linen hair directly.

At this time, a magician with ordinary facial features and no age could tell, stood up: "So what if it's Fernando? Today, the gatherings of major organizations are organized. Can he still directly grab items for normal transactions?"

Fernando looked at the magician and was about to roar, but the girl who was selling things suddenly spoke: "I'll exchange it for Mr. Fernando, he is the hero in my mind! For more than a hundred years, he has been the first magician to dare to directly attack the Inquisition, and killed the abominable 'hunter' and traitors!"

This time it was Fernando's turn to be stunned. When will "fame" have the effect of buying and selling bonus? This little girl still retains a little innocent and romantic feeling?

The competing magician said hell, and did not dare to fight again, and bowed his head and left.

"Actually, it was Douglas, the Nine Rings Division, who killed the 'Hunter' by me." Fernando would not take any credit for others.

**division?

The magicians around him glanced at Douglas, and were even more grateful that they had not had a conflict with Fernando just now.

"You are all heroes in my heart! My name is Erica, and I am the Third 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 is used to failure and hiding. As long as they can escape the pursuit of the church, they dare not expect a victory at all."

Her words expressed her heart made the nearby magicians silent, thinking of the increasingly powerful church, thinking of the increasingly terrifying pressure, and thinking of the endless darkness in front of her.

"What can we do? There are so many legendary powerhouses in the church, and the Pope's strength is far beyond the peak of the legend. What can we do..." In the crowd, some people answered in anger but could not hide their despair, "It would be great that Lord Viken and Lord Muskill and others did not disappear. There are so many third-level legends, and the church cannot develop at all..."

"Is that? I don't think so!" Someone retorted loudly, "The Pope has the strength of a godlike god. The Lord of Stars was killed by him, and the Lord of Death was "resurrected from the dead". There was less than the third level of the legendary power left. Both of them could not stop the Pope, Muskillin, and Lord Viken?"

This majestic words of the long church immediately attracted a lot of abuse. The people from the "Red Eye" organization scolded the Sylvanus Empire for thinking about internal struggle at the critical moment, which directly led to the demise of the Arthur Empire. The "Lord of Death" even used the most taboo means of saving his life to be resurrected, but his strength was greatly reduced and he was suppressed by the third-level "Sword of Truth" so dared not show up.

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!

The "Soul Supreme" necromancers are not good at quarrels, but their sinister eyes are chilling. They seem to think that so many magicians are unwilling to contribute their souls and ** is the main reason for the 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 by the necromancers, so they hate and fear the church the most.

The elemental mages of the "Tower of Destroyers" joined the battle group and had a mess, but their core idea did not change, that is, the three magic empires made too many mistakes in the early stages and allowed the development of the church. Otherwise, it would not be the case today!

"Maybe our magic is behind..." As the quarrel, a desperate magician blurted out without a brain, "How many legendary strong men have been taught in the past two or three hundred years? And what about us? Perhaps the magical art represents..."

Silence or silence, this sentence directly hit everyone's scars, and then, scolding erupted.

"Traitor, you traitor!"

"Our magic is much richer than magic! It's much more mysterious!"

"Does there be so many ways to save your life in the magical arts?"

In a noisy occasion, Erica, who sold "Blue Dragon Skin", did not speak, but retreated aside, sighed softly, and said to Fernando and Douglas: "It's really hopeless... Fortunately, there are heroes like you."

"It's time to change when it's time to change..." Douglas looked at the half-magic tower in the center of "Alinge", his eyes deep and distant.

when!

The melodious bell rang, the quarrels above the square subsided, and a joint meeting of dozens of magical organizations was about to be held. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!