Ember Skywalker

Chapter 38: Reduced rewards, and, I am a magician?

Titus was unwilling to give in.

It’s so hard to meet such a genius!
Hunting hesitated again after hearing this.

He wasn't sure if what he said next would cost him his head.

"Well...it is said that Istan gave him three holy leaves, which contain powerful spiritual essence."

"so much!"

Titus was startled.

"Then Raven's mental power should have reached super level, right?"

He knew well the magic of the holy leaf.

It contained the spiritual essence of the ancient tower spirit, and he had wanted to ask for a piece for Princess Bangchen.

"This does not."

Huntington's expression became even more awkward:
“There’s no change in his mental strength.

It is said that after that, Istein did not show up for a week, and Christine and Goethe complained of heartaches every day.

Titus opened his mouth wide with a wonderful expression.

"Are you sure there is no improvement at all?"

“No improvement.”

Huntington's head shook like a rattle.

"It's better to feed it to the dogs."

"Hiss! What a sin!"

Titus felt his heart ache and waved his hand.

"knew!

I feel a little pain in my chest, you all should leave, I won’t have dinner.”

"Your Majesty, you can't not eat. Your health is important."

"Fuck you! Get out!"

"Yes Yes!"

Huntington was sweating profusely and retreated while bowing.

"By the way, Your Majesty, what about the title?"

"Why don't you give him yours?" Titus said unhappily.

"Understood. I will not give you either Wind's Rest Island or the title."

"and many more."

Titus stopped Huntington and hesitated for a moment.

"Give him a chance at Fengxi Island. Perhaps he can use the power there to break through the limit of his mental strength."

To be honest, he was really unwilling to accept it.

That's double ether talent. The last person with the same talent was Master Curtis.

When he was around, Dante suppressed Turan and snatched the door to Poincare's world, which became Dante's cornerstone.

"Then...what if we fail again?" the palace steward said cautiously.

"You're rolling too slowly!"

"As ordered!"

That day, Feiye successfully completed a piece of magic restoration equipment and was very satisfied.

Unlike other weapons, a lot of the preliminary work for this weapon was done by Riven, thus saving him a lot of trouble.

Looking at the busy Raven, he nodded:
"Raven, come here."

"I just cooperated with you in doing an experiment yesterday." Raven was shocked.

"What are you thinking about? Something else," Faye said with a mixture of laughter and tears.

"Oh."

Feyre spread out the magic armor she had just completed.

This is an armband with a dense array of burning energy painted on it, with burning energy flowing rapidly through it.

"This piece of re-demon weapon is called Phantom Flame. Do you want to know its power?"

"think."

"Illusion Flame is a second-tier weapon, made from the power of wind and fire.

It has two major attributes: basic attributes and additional attributes.

In terms of basic attributes, it can increase the recipient's speed, explosive power by 20% and mental endurance by 25%.

In terms of additional properties, it can make each attack have explosive and burning effects, which is very suitable for use on the battlefield. "

The old man spoke slowly.

“There are two difficulties in making Phantom Flame.

First, the fire and wind forces must be precisely controlled to maintain the same fluctuation frequency in order to achieve fusion.

During the fusion process, different combustion forces will inevitably repel each other and even cause an explosion.

And you must discover and suppress this repulsion in time, otherwise it will explode at best, or even kill the magician."

After saying this, the old man pointed at the burning array on the phantom flame and introduced its functions.

“This is a fuel-absorbing array that can absorb fuel from the air to maintain operation.

This is an explosive fuel array, which can condense and compress the absorbed fuel to explode with even greater power.

This is a composite strike array..."

With the old man's explanation, Raven had a comprehensive understanding of this weapon.

After saying this, Feyre picked up a piece of material, drew a few combustion arrays on it, input wind combustion power, and handed it to Raven.

"This is a first-level weapon. Try to use the method I just mentioned to restore it to the second level."

"Me? Resurrected Demon?"

Raven was surprised.

"I'm not a magician." "Stop talking nonsense. Just try it if I tell you to."

Riven understood that the old man wanted to test his talent for resurrection.

Just try it, it doesn’t cost any money anyway.

He took a deep breath, touched the wristband, and carefully sensed the fluctuations of the burning energy in it.

This step took almost no effort on his part.

Then he began to summon the fire of chaos.

A bit of cyan-gold burning power appeared from the fingertips.

He carefully controlled the flame and input it into the combustion array with the same fluctuation frequency.

The two kinds of fuel gradually merged.

Faye's eyes lit up.

This means that Raven has found the fluctuation frequencies of the two types of fuel and is able to control them to remain consistent.

Accurate perception is the prerequisite for becoming a magician.

This alone can filter out 70% of the Burning Law users.

Next, if he can complete the restoration of the magic of a burning array, he will have the potential to become a junior restoration master.

If he can complete the restoration of magic on four Burning Power Arrays, he will have the potential to become a great restoration master.

This is the upper limit of most magicians, and it is almost impossible to break through it in their entire life.

As for all being done?

Feyre hadn't thought that with Raven's mental strength, he couldn't possibly reach that level.

Just as he was thinking, a rapid burst of fire lit up from the combustion array.

"coming."

Feyre knew that this was fuel repulsion, and it depended on how Raven dealt with it.

Riven suddenly reduced the input of Chaos Fire, and instead focused on suppressing the two types of fuel, and readjusted the fluctuations of the two types of fuel.

The whole process was very sophisticated.

With his efforts, the flames quickly dimmed.

Faye was shocked.

Overcame the combustion repulsion so quickly?
Only he knows how dangerous it is here.

Once this happens, it means that the two fuel forces have lost their synchronized fluctuations, and the disorder will become increasingly severe, eventually leading to an explosion.

The only way to achieve this is to find the disordered part of the fuel immediately, suppress it with mental strength, reduce the input, and then readjust the synchronization of the two fuel energies.

During this period, the devil cannot stop!

This requires the magician to have super strong perception and to use it continuously and at a high intensity, which is extremely mentally draining.

Raven actually did it all!
This is his first time to revive the devil!
I also failed many times before I succeeded.

Either he is a genius, or he is just extremely lucky.

Finally, in a burst of light, the fire of chaos and the power of wind completed the fusion.

"Master, did I succeed?" Raven asked.

Faye had been stunned.

Is this a success?
Is this how you succeed?

At least you make some mistakes.

"Uh, this one is easier. I'll make another one for you."

After saying that, he quickly drew a picture of a larger number of burning arrays, reaching dozens in number.

"try again."

Soon.

"Master, it seems to have been done again. Isn't it said to be very difficult?"

hiss!
Feyre looked at Raven like he was a monster, the corners of her mouth twitching.

He just wanted to test Riven's talent for resurrection.

As long as you complete a burning array to restore the magic, you will meet the requirement.

But he did it all in one go!
A total of sixteen burning arrays!

That is the gift of a brilliant sage.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Raven asked curiously.

The old man grabbed his hand and stroked it: "Let me see."

"What? I'm a man."

"Bah! Let me see your hands after you regain your magic!"

"Hey, what are you touching?"

"It's so stable, there's not a single tremor, and not a single charred spot can be found."

Feyre muttered, completely shocked.

Generally speaking, after a magician has restored his magic, his hands will be burned or left with scorch marks due to excessive output of fuel, and he will tremble continuously due to excessive mental exhaustion.

But Raven had none of that.

He flipped open Raven's eyelids again.

At this time, the magician's eyes will usually be congested or even have burst blood vessels.

This is a sequelae of excessive mental energy consumption, and it will take many days to disappear.

But Raven's eyes were clear, how could there be any bloodshot at all?
"Hey, could you please keep your mouth away from me?" Raven dodged.

"Shut up, I'm not interested in you!"

"No, you have bad breath."

"..."

"Stop talking nonsense! You are a magician!" the old man suddenly said seriously.

(End of this chapter)