Super Dimensional Wizard

Sanders read all the experimental records carefully.

After a while, Sanders said with doubts: "Your record is quite detailed. But why not use the comparison method? There are no other samples for comparison. It is difficult to make a definite conclusion through a single test on a single sample."

Angel smiled bitterly: "I can't help it. It takes more than two thousand undead to gather one white light bullet. Where can I find so many undead? There are only six bullets in the magazine, and each one is very precious. That’s why I only chose a single sample.”

Sanders frowned. Two thousand undead were equal to one bullet. No wonder Angel didn't dare to use comparison.

However, is this ratio too disparate? It doesn't seem to make sense to invest such a large cost in a bullet and end up just cultivating an undead with intelligence.

Of course, this possibility cannot be ruled out. Because there are many useless categories among the mysterious objects, such as the dream conch on the moonlit coast. It's a half-step mystery, and the chance of having tasteless effects is not low.

Sanders continued to flip through the experimental records. When he saw the energy display coordinate diagram again, his eyebrows moved slightly, as if he had discovered something.

He turned the photo back and played it again. Moreover, while watching the photos, he also compared the energy curves on the coordinate axes.

After comparing all the curves, Sanders suddenly said: "It should be that the soul's infrastructure is insufficient!"

"The infrastructure of the soul is insufficient?" Angel muttered silently, not understanding what this meant.

"I don't know much about the soul, but I remember when I went to Hante World with Nice a hundred years ago, he once mentioned the basic structure of the soul." Sanders recalled: "What is the essence of the soul, the structure of the soul What it is, these are not important. But one thing must be clear, the relative structure of the soul must reach a certain level in order to maintain long-term stability. Moreover, time will wear away these structures, so the soul will remain in the world unless there is a chance. It will die soon.”

"Then this so-called infrastructure is..." Angel roughly had an answer in his mind.

Sanders: "If nothing unexpected happens, it should be stable soul energy."

Angel thought: It is indeed this.

"Does the instructor mean that the reason why Aiqi died is because the stable energy in his body did not reach a certain level?"

Sanders: "It should be so. I looked at the energy curve just now. Before he died, the stable energy in his body was only over 80%. This obviously did not reach the basic structure of the soul."

"How high must it be to ensure that the soul is safe and sound after using the Prelude to Death?"

"I remember Nice said that stable energy should exceed 98% of the whole."

98%? Angel quickly calculated in his mind how to ensure stable energy in the soul, accounting for more than 98%.

"Six bullets together?!" Angel quickly figured it out. According to the rule that each bullet reduces the chaotic energy by half, at least all the bullets in the magazine must be fired in order to achieve the stable energy in an undead body. 98%.

Moreover, it is only barely 98%. If you want to maintain it, you need other means.

"That's right, the effect of your reincarnation overture should be six white light bullets, which can bring an undead who has fallen into darkness back to the light." Sanders paused: "The effect is quite consistent with the title of half-step mystery, that is The cost is relatively high.”

To redeem one undead, 12,000 undead must be destroyed. This cost is simply unimaginable.

"Overall, it's pretty good. Although it's not very useful, at least it has overturned a conclusion in the wizarding world. If you don't mind exposing the effect of the prelude to reincarnation, you can try to express the irreversible theory of the undead and the soul." Durston: "You can just publish it in Mirror. Other authoritative magazines will pick up the news and reprint it."

"Of course, it all depends on you." Sanders can express himself, but there is no need for him to steal his apprentice's achievements. After all, the Prelude to Reincarnation was also refined by Angel.

"Let's see if you want a watch. Even if you want a watch, you have to wait until I come back from the old continent." Angel's expression was slightly bitter. To him, this effect meant that it was a pity to throw away the food if it was tasteless.

Is there any other use for this effect of making people return to their original soul? Angel began to think wildly. Suddenly, he thought of a possibility: "Mentor, will there be some ancient legendary wizard who fell into the undead? I will use the prelude to reincarnation to save him as a soul..."

Sanders joked: "Then he saw that you had great qualifications and passed on his inheritance to you. Hundreds of years later, you became a legendary wizard and killed everyone."

Angel nodded like a fool, with stars of hope flashing in his eyes.

"Wake up, it's not yet the time to dream at night. It's still possible for a wizard to fall into the undead, and there are very few true wizard-level undead, let alone legendary wizard-level undead. When the strength reaches a certain level, I have realized something, and my knowledge of the world is wider, so I know very well what will happen if I fall into the undead, and few wizards will choose to fall into the undead."

Sanders dashed off Angle's hopes without hesitation.

"In other words, the greatest effect of my Prelude to Reincarnation is actually to write a paper?"

"One paper can make irreversible facts a thing of the past and slap countless people in the face. It is enough to leave your name in the history of wizards. Isn't this enough?"

Not enough... Angel shouted in his heart, he wanted something more substantial.

"Moreover, the effect of Reincarnation Prelude is not bad, maybe you can use it. Moreover, after you express your refutation, maybe some wizards who need to turn the undead into souls will come to you. , it’s never too late to mention whatever conditions you want.” Sanders is very optimistic, and everything has its meaning.

Even if it is a "dream conch on the moonlit coast", maybe it will be able to shine with light and heat one day in the future?

After this incident passed, Sanders suddenly said: "I may leave in the next few days. The defense of Phantom Island has been restarted, and you will be in control then. When you leave, you can entrust it to Goode. "

Sanders mentioned leaving, and Angel also thought of the alchemical illusions he had refined, and quickly took out all the crystal balls from his bracelet.

"What is this?" Sanders looked at Angel placing the crystal balls in the study room with a puzzled expression.

"An alchemical fantasy with mysterious objects."

"But...why are they all crystal balls?"

Angel paused, looked up at Sanders, and said with an indifferent expression: "In order to facilitate the refining, I didn't think about the appearance. I remember that the instructor liked the shape of the crystal ball, so he just refining them all. Made into a crystal ball.”

Sanders looked dumbfounded: "..." When did I say I liked the crystal ball style?

Angel continued: "In order to save time, I did not engrave the logo on it."

Sanders: "..." Actually, you think it's embarrassing to have it engraved on it, right?

Looking at more and more crystal balls, Sanders said earnestly: "Angel, although I don't know much about alchemists, I heard that alchemists should have the spirit of ingenuity."

Angel: "..." I don't believe that all the works refined by alchemists from beginning to end can be on the table. There are always works that cannot be on the table.

After taking out all the crystal balls, Angel said: "I haven't checked many of these mysterious objects in the alchemical fantasy, but I am sure that the types are different. The time after contact is maintained is also due to the different materials and the nightmarish effect. It varies. I think the sample should be enough, right?"

"One of the essences of mysterious concrete objects is the unknown. The unknown means it is difficult to touch, so the more samples, the better." Sanders looked at the crystal balls lying on the ground: "I'm afraid these samples are still not enough, but they should be able to summarize Got some useful information.”

"I will be experimenting with the effects of mysterious concrete objects one by one these days. I will give you the general data before leaving."

In the following time, Sanders explained some key points of the illusion department to Angel, especially his sincere advice on the choice of Angel's main department.

After a while, Angel left Sanders' study.

On his way back to the bedroom, he saw Flora wandering through the corridor and walking towards the study on the second floor. Moreover, Flora was not alone this time. Angel saw a young boy behind Flora.

——Spavi, the former little devil Graak.

When Flora passed by Angel, she stopped with a hint of exploration in her eyes.

Angel greeted him respectfully, but at the same time he felt a little uneasy, wondering if Flora would ask anything about Greia that day.

Flora recalled Sanders' special message not long ago to say hello. After all, she did not ask the doubts in her heart. Instead, she slightly raised the corners of her lips and said with a smile: "You refine the alchemy illusion for outsiders, why don't you give it to me?" Refining one? I'm actually very curious about your alchemical fantasy..."

Before Flora finished speaking, she heard a low hoarse voice coming from her ears: "Flora."

Just saying his name made Flora feel a slight shiver on her spine.

"Teacher, I am becoming more and more curious now about what is the mystery of this alchemical illusion." Flora raised her head and looked in the direction of the study and spoke.

Sanders said calmly: "If you are really curious, just ask Angel to refine it, but you must pay the price."

"Of course, I still understand the principle of equivalent exchange."

"Last time Liana..."

"Are you talking about the fragrance of Devil's Eater Kao's saliva? I didn't expect the value to be so high that time, and Lianna also gave me a try." Flora said this, but there was no trace of innocence on her face.

Sanders did not continue to transmit the message, but Flora looked at Angel deeply: "I am very curious about your alchemical fantasy, but there is nothing you can use at hand now. I will talk to you later. Let’s talk about the price.”

Angel nodded.

Flora continued: "Speaking of which, I have one more thing to ask you, but I am busy now and will come back to you later."

After saying that, Flora turned and left.

Spivey followed immediately, giving Angel a meaningful smile as he passed him.

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