It has only been about half a year since he last advanced. Even at his previous average speed, he has not yet reached the point where he can advance.
And to be honest, his foundation hasn’t been laid yet!
Seven-ring spell!
Seventh Ring Spell!
Even if he simply memorizes a seventh-level spell by rote, he cannot memorize it in a day or two! He still hasn't memorized half of the seventh-level spell!
Not to mention, there are still a large number of spells that need to be analyzed and refined!
For example, the Seven Rings' [Regeneration Technique], as a healer, do you dare to say that you can't learn limb regeneration, organ regeneration, and all kinds of regeneration? Do you dare to say that you can't use it?
If you can't use it, how can you have the dignity to be called the healer of Seven Rings?
For another example, Elder Fahim used the miraculous [Limited Wish Technique] before. The elder could even use it to repair collapsed genes!
You know, that's genes!
Once he has mastered this spell, many of the things he wanted to do but couldn't do before will no longer be a problem!
As for [Limited Wish Technique], if he wanted to use it safely and effectively, there were too many things to learn and study. The elders hadn't even allowed him to start learning...
If you want to learn these things, you need to complete a lot of prerequisite knowledge from the basic theory of magic, to the prophecy system, to the transformation system, to the evocation system.
The list of books Elder Fahim gave him, the catalog alone, was as thick as a finger. As for how high those books were stacked?
Gretel, Gretel hasn't dared to carry it yet, so he doesn't know...
So Gretel settled down, worked steadily, and advanced his research work bit by bit.
During the day, I crawled around on the training ground, and studied with the cubs, young elves, and researchers of the academy in the magic academy;
Before eight o'clock in the morning, or after four o'clock in the afternoon, squat at the entrance of the laboratory and take samples one by one.
Sampling, preparing, and putting them into the microscope one by one. In view of the fact that there are mobile towers and oak sticks working together, Gretel did not hesitate and opened four microscopes to use together...
There are so many monsters on Everjum Island!
There are so many elves!
Especially the cubs in the Magic Academy, from time to time, someone will advance! This before-and-after comparison must be done well!
As well as himself and Archmage Baierbo, take note of it before advancing, there will definitely be nothing wrong with it!
And the one used to record the information is his own tower spirit and his own oak staff. No matter what, it will not be leaked!
Grete held the oak stick and watched the image projected with great interest.
Well, humans and elves have 23 pairs of chromosomes. This is really a magical thing. No wonder humans and elves can have offspring.
As for which segment of the chromosome determines the difference between humans and elves, Gretel cannot yet draw a conclusion.
Alas, there are too few samples. There is only one human on Everjum Island, the senior brother, a half-elf... Without wandering around the island, he has never met another half-elf...
It would be nice to have another group of people come...
However, it is a pity that no second human has landed on the island for the time being. Gretel can only endure it and study slowly:
How do these golden lights, these extraordinary factors, and the extraordinary power of this world combine and echo?
Research came and went, but nothing could be found. When Idian brought another batch of Warcraft over, he saw Gretel banging his head on the experimental table, holding his head and wailing:
"ah--"
"What's the matter?"
Idian went over and tried to push him, but Cerira stared back, and could only stand at a distance and ask:
"Where are you stuck? Or do these monsters not meet your needs? Which one do you want? I'll help you find it!"
"It's not a problem with the type of Warcraft... it's a problem with my lack of ability..." Gretel almost rolled around and whined:
"I don't have a lot of relevant knowledge or magic... I have to make up a lot of lessons..."
"Otherwise, let's change our mood." Youdian directly started to drag him:
"There has been a war in the Great Rift recently. Do you want to help with the treatment? There are always not enough people to treat it. There are not enough people who have learned your blood-replenishing spell..."
"Isn't there enough?" Grete was surprised. "Okay, then I'll go and take a look!"
Going to the battlefield this time was different from the last time. Last time, Grete was properly arranged in the treatment camp at the rear, and did not even see half of the enemy's shadow.
But this time, Bernard was charging on the battlefield, Apa was charging on the battlefield, Cerela and Idian were by his side, and Gretel was a lot more courageous.
Following Udian's guidance, he walked forward from the treatment camp and came to the edge of the battlefield. Before he could stand still, he was wrapped around his waist by a branch and lifted into the branches and leaves...
"You're here!"
A strange, smiling voice greeted him in a friendly manner. Gretel followed the sound——
Uh, I didn't see anyone...
Looking carefully and hard, I found that among the dense leaves, there was a shadowy figure, as if there was a figure. Grete summoned his magic vision and looked again, but still found nothing...
"Don't look, you won't find it like this." The leaves trembled for a while, and an elf poked his head out and smiled at Gretel, the tip of the long bow behind him sparkling:
"As long as we are here, the ancient trees will protect us. Speaking of which, you are the healer who invented the blood-replenishing magic? I have always been unable to learn that magic. Can you teach me?"
What's wrong with this?
Gretel is willing to teach anyone any healing spells. As soon as he nodded, the longbow elf's expression changed:
"coming!"
In the large rift, a black mass of enemies has pressed forward, approaching from far away, like a raging ocean tide.
The elves, who were waiting carefully, had already begun to attack. Pieces of magic light exploded in the enemy formation, the earth was deforming, the wind was howling, and the flames fell like meteors.
Gretel was counting silently in his mind: long-range attack... long-range attack... long-range attack... I don't know if long-range attack can stop the enemy. In the end, I have to engage in close combat...
Does my blood-replenishing magic have enough range?
My healing techniques are always fired from close range, and I never consider long range!
Grete waited on the ancient tree for two hours before the close combat began. When he looked at the battle line, he stretched out his hand and found that he couldn't reach it...
Bernard had already roared and rushed out. Appa followed him, using his horns, kicking with his hooves, and hitting with his body. There were scattered stars around him, and healing light and lightning continued to fall together.
More giant bears rushed out to form a defense line. Grete could clearly see the bears waving their paws and swatting away enemies while applying healing spells to their comrades...
Do the so-called healers go to the front line with the soldiers, fighting and saving people at the same time?
Gretel was silently ashamed. After waiting for another half an hour, a giant bear finally ran back with the wounded on its back. Gretel was refreshed and quickly threw down the guardianship spell——
Three or two light groups rushed to hit the wounded person. The monitoring spell was thrown away, and what came back was a healthy person who was intact...