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Chapter 455: Range 200 meters, killing radius 300 meters (just like the black and white silent film leader plus update 2)

 "What kind of magic is it that makes you so embarrassed?"

The Lord of Thunder was also curious.

It's not that high-level mages have trouble with low-level magic. In fact, there are so many ways of magic that even he himself doesn't dare to say that all low-level magic can be grasped at his fingertips.

However, if a high-level mage learns a low-level magic, he can learn it like this...

Generally speaking, it is the analysis of ancient magic, or the magic patterns on Warcraft, or the deep-seated principles of magic, that leads to such disgrace.

It’s not enough to learn the self-created magic from a fifth-level magician!

"So, what exactly is magic?"

The legendary mage stretched out his hand to his disciple. Archmage Carlisle grimaced and honestly handed over a stack of papers. You knew it, you knew it, but luckily he had already copied it before he came!

The Lord of Thunder smiled, pushed up the monocle on the bridge of his nose, and opened the first page, the second page, the third page...

Soon, his eyes became focused and he was immersed in the paper without saying a word.

Archmage Carlisle stood nearby and saw the teacher's monocle crackling. Lines of light blue text chased each other and flowed quickly from the lens.

Some words even floated out of the scope of the lens, undulating gently around the Lord of Thunder:

cells, current, heart, drive, wave pattern, exploration...

Archmage Carlisle held his breath attentively, not even daring to take a breath, for fear of disturbing the teacher's thinking. The Lord of Thunder was reading the paper while thinking, and saw a third of the way, and the electric light outside his body flashed as if it were real.

Archmage Carlisle was taken aback, thinking that the teacher's strength was a little out of control under the agitation, so he quickly put up a defense. High energy protection, high mage armor, high...

Before the third magic was cast, a blue-white thunder heart had already condensed and formed in front of the Lord of Thunder. Plop, plop, beating gently, tiny electric lights flashed rhythmically on the surface of the heart, repeating the cycle.

, non-stop.

"emmm...this magic is very interesting, very interesting..."

After a while, the blue-white heart turned into a beam of lightning, which shot directly into the edge of the monocle. The Lord of Thunder shook the paper in his hand, turned to look at his disciple, and smiled half-heartedly:

"How did you learn?"

"It's not difficult to cast a spell, but it's too troublesome to interpret..."

Archmage Carlisle answered honestly. The Lord of Thunder turned over the paper in his hand, turned it twice, laughed once, turned it twice more, and laughed again. When he turned it to the end, he couldn't help laughing:

"It seems like you won't be able to finish learning even if I give you ten more days. - By the way, how is your learning going, little guy? Have you mastered the fireball technique yet?"

"...Shall I summon him for you?" Archmage Carlisle asked carefully. The Lord of Thunder nodded, thought for a moment, and shook his head:

"No, let's just go and see. -Mr. Hermoncrus, where is Gretel Nordmark now?"

Following the guidance of the tower spirit, they arrived at the fifth floor of the Thunder Tower, a spell practice room exclusively for mid-level mages. As soon as they walked to the door, they heard from a distance:

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Look, I learned it."

The Lord of Thunder shrugged at his disciple, his tone inexplicably happy. Archmage Carlisle resisted rolling his eyes at the teacher and did not want to answer:

Yes, yes, teacher, I know, he has learned it, but I have failed~~~

But why are you so happy, teacher? Are you happy to see me embarrassed?

Of course, the Lord of Thunder did not wait for his answer. The legendary mage concentrated slightly, felt the fluctuations in the room, and said "eh":

"What are they doing?"

As he said that, he pushed the door open and went in. Gretel is no longer what he used to be and has a lot of money. The last time he came here was in the lobby. This time, he decided to leave a single room.

With the control of the tower spirit, other magicians can't even enter, and can't even feel the movement inside. This kind of setting is very suitable for magicians who need to keep it secret, and, of course, magicians who develop new magic.

Of course, the mere authority could not stop the Lord of Thunder. He pushed the door open and saw Gretel squatting on the ground with his back to him, touching heads with Aurora, whispering:

"It seems better to use nitrocellulose..."

"It's similar to nitroglycerin, but easier to control..."

"That's right, the combination of bat guano and sulfur, that is, nitrate and sulfur."

"If you want to blow up charcoal, nitrocellulose, nitrate, and nitrate, nitrocellulose is easier to explode!"

"By the way, how about we try aluminum powder again?"

The Lord of Thunder and his disciple each had an invisibility spell hanging on their bodies. They stood silently in the corner, watching with interest. Aluminum powder? It seems to be the metal powder that the little guy made last year. This thing can be used as a spell casting material.

?

I saw Aurora setting up the scale, taking out a small bottle, carefully putting the spoon into the glass bottle, and taking out some white powder. Grete kept coming up with ideas next to him:

"Don't use too much for the first time, just 0.5 grams... If you can succeed, try 1 gram, 1.5 grams, 2 grams..."

This kid has quite a few tricks up his sleeve. The Lord of Thunder was slightly amused, remembering that he looked like this when he was studying the fireball technique:

Grind the sulfur and bat guano finely, sift them, weigh them one by one with a scale, and mix them evenly. The spell effects of different proportions and different components are tested one by one.

At that time, many of the magicians who were my contemporaries just grabbed a small ball and used it. Only I, every time I went out, I carried small bags that were accurately weighed and packed according to specific proportions...

Gretel closed his eyes slightly and moved his lips, as if he was reciting a spell. After a moment, he pointed forward, and a small, bright white fireball appeared out of thin air and flew forward quickly.

"The proficiency is a bit insufficient." Archmage Carlisle muttered. The Lord of Thunder glanced at his disciple and smiled slightly:

"When testing new materials, it's normal to be slower..."

Moreover, this powder is not easy to burn. Before I could say this, I raised my eyes forward and stared slightly:

There was a loud bang in the explosion zone ahead.

Using aluminum powder as a casting material, you can actually activate the fireball technique, and it's... a bit fierce?

Although the requirements for casting spells are a bit higher, ordinary mental strength is not easy to cause explosions...

"One more! One more!"

Aurora called from behind. The Lord of Thunder watched the two little guys cast a spell, weighed the other, and recorded the readings. They tried from 0.5 grams to 5 grams, and then dropped from 5 grams to 4.8 grams. This is not over yet, soon, Gray

Special has a new trick:

"Magnesium and aluminum powder! Try mixing some magnesium powder into the aluminum powder!"

This time, the explosion effect of the fireball technique was outstanding, and it was also mixed with extremely dazzling white light.

...The teacher was right. In just a few days, Gretel not only learned the fireball technique, but also made great use of this spell...

Archmage Carlisle watched silently, feeling that his heart was quiet and unruffled. No matter what tricks Gretel came up with, no, any new tricks, it should not surprise him.

for example……

boom!

"Aluminum magnesium powder mixed with nitrocellulose... the effect seems not very good. The power of the explosion seems to be reduced..."

boom!

"You can't even mix nitroglycerin..."

boom!

"This is what it looks like when mixed with white phosphorus! Is this a white phosphorus bomb? No, this research cannot be released!"

After the fireball spell exploded, the white flame stuck to the stone, the floor, and the magic barrier, and kept burning for a long time...

"By the way, let's try that one again!" Finally, Grete held magnesium-aluminum powder in one hand and oxygen test tube in the other. He looked left and right, and carefully made up his mind:

"This is the last one today! Let's leave after trying it! Aurora, put on the armor!"

High mage armor, energy protection, shielding, long-range protection...

The magic light flickered. The Lord of Thunder stood behind him, watching the two little guys put up all the protection they could, and was secretly amused:

This is because I am extremely confident in myself. I believe that the power of my spells cannot be blocked by the shield in the practice room. I remember when I was a teenager, I tried some self-created spells and it was like this...

After hanging up all the protection, and then raising the magic shield in the practice room, Gretel was still a little uneasy. After thinking about it, he asked loudly:

"Mr. Hermoncrus! Mr. Hermoncrus, are you there?"

"Here he is." The tower spirit's voice came faintly. Gretel looked happy and shouted hurriedly:

"Mr. Hermoncrus, can the terrain of the spell practice room be changed? Just like this, the floor is sunken, creating a trench..."

He also made a model using Silent Phantom. A blue light shot down from the roof, sweeping from left to right. Immediately, the magic crystal panel on the side of the spell practice room clicked open, revealing a magic circle:

"Chenghui fifty contribution points, thank you."

"What! This room only costs 50 points an hour!"

"If you want me to change the terrain, it means you need additional defense." Talling's voice was calm and calm, without any ups and downs, and sounded particularly calm:

"Perhaps what you need is to open a high-end practice room?"

Well...then it's not a matter of 50 contribution points...

I couldn't even win over the tower spirit after bargaining... I feel like I'm too useless, my combat effectiveness is so poor, it's simply embarrassing...

Gretel was dejected and went to the magic circle to swipe his badge. Immediately, the floor of the practice room flowed silently, and a trench that was half the height of a person appeared.

Perhaps it was a bonus service. On the side facing Grete, there were thoughtful steps made to make it easier for the two of them to go up and down. Otherwise, Grete felt that with his athletic ability, he might have to use the Feather Falling Technique...

To prevent sprained feet.

The two young mages looked at each other, walked down, and checked each other's defenses one last time. Then, Gretel squatted in the trench, stretched out half of his head and one palm:

"Three, two, one!"

The fire beads, which were slightly larger and much brighter than the standard fireballs of the fireball technique, flew out quickly. The flying speed did not change, and the distance did not change either. It kept flying forward, kept flying, kept flying...

Out of self-confidence, Archmage Carlisle did not strengthen his own barrier. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the teacher reaching out his hand, clasping his middle finger with his thumb, and flicking it outward.

The almost transparent shields unfolded one by one. Facing the blast center, parallel to the trench, one by one every five meters. The moment before the fireball exploded and the fireball technique exerted its full power, they appeared quietly and lined up to the wall of the practice room in one breath.

.

Then--

boom!!!

The shields shattered silently one after another. The entire practice room shook, and the steaming heat wave rolled over the ditch, over the heads of Gretel and the two of them, and rushed in front of Archmage Carlisle.

"this……"

Archmage Carlisle slowly opened his mouth.

This fireball technique is too unreliable!

The range is 200 meters and the kill rate is 300 meters! This is it!

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