Lord Highlander

Inside the magic-sealing box were two demonic horns that were constantly shining with magic streamers. With an intriguing smile on the face of Archmage Morrison, he asked Suldak:

"Dark, do you know the value of these two demon horns?"

"I know, they should be equivalent to the magic materials on the sixth-level monsters, but they belong to the magic union. I just came here to purify the evil aura inside, so I shouldn't take these two horns." Mori opposite Suldak Master Sen said.

Archmage Morrison shook his head and introduced:

"In addition to being advanced materials for level six monsters, they are also devil horns, advanced base materials for magic weapons with magic power perception enhancement and advanced meditation. A great magister who is good at making magic weapons can make them into two epic weapons. Not to mention that we archmages are irresistible, not everyone has such an advanced demon horn, not even a rank three grand magister."

Although Suldak was a little bit moved when he heard what Archmage Morrison said, he had seen the tragedy of the magic union being massacred by the demon king.

To be honest, the head of the Demon King was sealed in the showroom by the Mukuso Magic Union at the cost of all the magicians' lives. Now Suldak is more like a person who came to pick peaches. In addition, he feels that since he got The helmets of the Holy War Armor, which have a shared value, seem to be fairly distributed.

"But these can only show its value. What does it have to do with them belonging to the Magic Union?" Suldak shrugged his shoulders, insisting on handing over the two demon horns.

The students behind Archmage Morrison were a little dumbfounded. Shouldn't they try their best to get such precious magic materials into their pockets? Why are they pushing around here...

As for the high-grade magic spar worth a hundred magic crystals, they completely ignored it.

Archmage Morrison was silent for a while, then pushed the magic sealing box to Suldak and said:

"No, these belong to you. Without your purification, we wouldn't be able to deal with the demon king's head at all. Maybe we'll block these space rifts so they won't continue to collapse, and just stuff them into chaotic space rifts for exile. , that way you won’t be able to get these two demon horns.”

Suldak only said: "These two devil horns were left by the magicians in this magic tower with their lives. I don't want to take away what they left behind..."

For a while, the magic students behind Archmage Morrison fell silent, and their idiot-like eyes became a little more respectful.

Archmage Morrison hesitated for a moment, took out a magic sealing box from the magic belt, separated the two demon horns into the two magic sealing boxes, and said to Suldak:

"In this way, I will leave a demon horn, and then ask my mentor to make it into a horn of glory, which will be placed in the Mukuso magic union in the future, as the exclusive magic weapon of each Mukuso magic union president , I will leave this to you, thank you for your contribution to the Magic Union."

With that said, Archmage Morrison pushed the magic sealing box containing a demon horn and the magic core to Suldak.

Suldak saw that Archmage Morrison insisted on taking out a demon horn as a reward, so he nodded and accepted.

Afterwards, Archmage Morrison invited Suldak to sit in his magic laboratory. A red-haired female magic student poured Suldak a cup of black tea made with refreshing flowers, and handed it over to him. At that time, those eyes were full of smiles and blinked at Suldak.

Suldak took the teacup silently, nodded his thanks, and then his eyes fell on the tea. He didn't want to have anything to do with the female student next to Archmage Morrison...

Archmage Morrison put the magic sealing box on the test bench, turned to Suldak and said, "Oh, yes, I heard from Harper that you peeled out two flame songs in the battle in the North Canyon of Mount Myra. Leather's magic pattern of life, is there such good luck behind it?"

Suldak nodded, and said: "Until the end of the valley battle in Daxue Mountain, I happened to collect three Gog furs with life magic patterns."

Archmage Morrison was obviously very surprised. Although he knew it was impolite to ask such a question, he couldn't help blurting out: "You can always peel the leather with the magic pattern of life. Is there any secret?"

"I can feel a little bit of magic fluctuations on the leather, and then when peeling the skin, I will try to be careful around the magic fluctuation area, trying not to damage the fur of that part, although the peeled fur looks It will be a little weird, but sometimes...you know, when that unique magic pattern will indeed be well preserved."

Suldak explained.

He didn't reveal the Eye of Reality, it was his secret.

Archmage Morrison has some research on the life magic pattern. Hearing what Suldak said, he nodded and said:

"Many skinners can't detect this kind of magic fluctuation. It seems that magicians are more suitable for learning skinning, but then again, even if you found it during the skinning process, how did you stabilize the life magic pattern? "

Of course, relying on the "Eye of Reality" to see the clear magic lines, and then carry out a very targeted ban, but Suldak can't say the same.

He hesitated, and then said:

"Actually we need to be a little more subtle, that is, to be good at discovering..."

"In addition, we need to understand why the life magic pattern dissipates. In fact, after the death of the monster, the life magic pattern on the body continues to dissipate. The longer the monster is left behind after death, the less chance of obtaining the life magic pattern. The location of existence is different, and the place where the magic pattern dissipates is not fixed, so we have a little chance, as long as the life magic pattern has not dissipated, we should deal with the leather and find the magic line that gradually dissipates to seal it .”

"As for the seal, there are many ways. The most important thing is to find the dissipating point before the magic lines dissipate. Although I can't sense the magic lines, as long as there are fluctuations in the magic power, I will sweep them with holy light!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to show his holy light.

A dazzling light condensed in his palm, that light was soft, warm, and full of sacred aura...

Archmage Morrison sighed softly in his heart. Everyone knows the truth about the existence and disappearance of the life magic pattern, but the magicians have not found a good way so far to obtain the life magic pattern from the low-level monsters.

He believed that Suldak was able to find the life magic pattern on Flame Gog's body because the power of the holy light just restrained the black magic energy of all demons, and could easily seal the magic pattern from dissipating.

Archmage Morrison decided not to continue entangled with this issue. His real purpose was to buy two life sigils of Flame Gog. Archmage Harper had two life sigils of 'Fireball'. The magic The effect is simply indescribable.

Therefore, he also wanted to buy two of these 'fireball' life magic patterns.

"Dark, can you sell me these three life magic patterns?" Archmage Morrison asked.

Suldak nodded readily, and said, "Of course, I'm a knight, so I don't need this. The peeled leather is meant to be sold!"

Archmage Morrison pondered for a while, and then said: "I know that Harper will help you repair a hundred sets of magic pattern structures, so my reward can't be too bad..."

Before Archmage Morrison finished speaking, Suldak asked him:

"Can you help me make an epic magic weapon from this demon horn?"

Suldak saw that Archmage Morrison did not agree immediately, and knew that this request might be too high, so he quickly said:

"If you lack any materials or need to add more magic spar, you can let me know at any time, and I will try to find a way. I don't know how much you need to pay to make epic weapons, but I don't know any other archmages with this ability. ..."

In fact, he got the devil's horn, except for selling it in exchange for magic spar, it was really useless, and he didn't know the great magister who could make the horn of glory.

But Archmage Morrison is different. He has a way to make the horn of the devil into an epic weapon, so it's better to ask him to do a favor, even if you spend a little more money, it doesn't matter. Now Suldak has enough savings A lot of magic spar.

"Okay, leave this matter to me, and then I won't give you any other rewards for the three flame Gog's life magic lines!"

Morrison thought about it and agreed.

Suldak pushed the magic sealing box containing the Devil to Archmage Morrison.

Then he dug out a magic sealing box from the magic pocket.

Opening the magic sealing box, there were indeed three furs of Flame Gog inside.

There are faint magic threads under the fur-covered leather on the abdomen, but the exposed magic threads are not complete. When Archmage Morrison touched the leather, he immediately felt the magical magic circle.

"This kind of mysterious life magic pattern is really difficult to copy!"

Archmage Morrison closed his eyes and sat there quietly comprehending, before speaking a word after a long time.

He felt a little happy and a little disappointed.

Archmage Morrison's fingers were groping back and forth on the flaming Gog's fur. As long as he sent a little mana to the Gog's fur, there would be faintly visible magic lines on it, and his eyes would flicker...

Suldak declined Archmage Morrison's invitation to lunch.

In fact, most mages don't pay much attention to their daily diet. If they have that time, they might as well do one more magic experiment.

Suldak walked out of the gate on the first floor of the magic tower. The guards at the gate of the magic tower saluted him. The carriage was parked in the magic square outside the magic tower. Not far away, there was a copper sign beside the pool under the statue: 'No horse-drawn carriages here'.

Seeing Suldak coming out of the magic tower, the coachman quickly jumped off the driver's seat and humbly opened the carriage door for Suldak.

Suldak got into the carriage, and the carriage slowly drove out of the square.

A flock of free birds flew across the orange sky.