Stephen stared blankly at the magic crystal that appeared in his hand, listening to Debbie's seemingly reasonable words, and his expression became somewhat strange. Could this really be something of no value?
It's a pity that he was so excited just now!
When Stephen was about to crack that space ring yesterday, he easily saw the door inside the ring and tried to push it open many times throughout the night. So today, he saw the mirror that also belongs to the space magic matrix and easily saw the door in his mind, and then easily pushed it open.
He thinks this is a very simple thing. Maybe it's also a very simple thing for others, isn't it?
But Stephen didn't know that, first of all, there would never be a second-level mage in this world who would attempt to crack the Space ring. That was something only advanced mages would try to do, and no one could simply see the door formed by the space matrix in their mind.
This requires a very exquisite understanding of magic characters and matrices to achieve.
Stephen was able to do it because the experience he accumulated about programming languages from his previous life made him subconsciously have a certain strong intuitive effect on the array formed by characters. This effect is also applicable in the magical world and is a magical intuition that many magicians practice for a lifetime but still find it difficult to form.
Perhaps in terms of the purity of his mental power, Stephen's mage qualifications can only be classified as inferior. But from this intuitive perspective of magic, he is undoubtedly a super genius without a doubt. Of course, although Stephen claims to be an outstanding student and understands that his hacking experience is a shortcut for magic, he still has no direct understanding of his genius attributes.
At this moment, footsteps were heard. It was Mr. Basgan who had taken his wand and walked back to the hall. Stephen casually put the magic crystal in his pocket and went up to meet it together with Debbie. Since he had already decided that the magic crystal just taken out of the mirror was just a worthless little thing, it was not worth paying too much attention to. What should be cared about most now was the wand he got for free.
Basgan took out more than ten wands in total. Each wand was carefully placed in a wooden box. He put these wands on a round table in the hall, opened them one by one, and said to Stephen with a smile, "Little brother, pick one from among them."
The magic wand is an important tool for magicians to cast spells. Without a magic wand, a magician who has not yet entered a specialized field is no different from an ordinary person. Because the magic matrix of a magician can only unleash its power through the medium of a magic wand.
The materials used to make magic wands are usually some trees with magical properties, such as the Morgan tree, the Blood Carving tree, the purple star vine, and the paulownia wood.
At the same time, some materials from the bodies of monsters should also be added inside the magic wand to activate the magic power. This is called the magic core, and the materials usually used are the feathers of flamingos, the powder of the scales of phoenix-winged beasts, etc.
It is said that the highest quality material of the magic core is dragon blood.
But the last three dragons were slain in the battle of the ancestors five thousand years ago. The amount of dragon blood remaining in the world today is very small, and wands made of dragon blood are even rarer.
The wands that Basgen gave to Stephen at this moment were of very ordinary and inferior quality. After all, they were only for the use of junior mages.
The magic wand and the magician are like a long sword to a swordsman. A magician has to choose the magic wand he likes, but in fact, the magic wand will also choose the most suitable owner for itself. Take a look at these dozen or so magic wands. Which one is the most convenient for you to use and can accurately input the magic matrix into the wand? Basgan said with a smile, suggesting that Stephen try each wand.
"Ok."
Stephen's eyes shone as he picked up a magic wand.
During the three months of his captivity, Stephen gained a brand-new understanding of magic. Relying on his own experience, he created many brand-new magic scrolls, which were spells written on parchment. Therefore, Stephen created many brand-new spells during these three months.
Of course, it's not necessarily correct to say "created", because Stephen merely doubled the power of the spells he had learned, doubling or even quadrupled the matrix that absorbed the magical elements in the spells. Such spells are not particularly innovative; surely many people have done this before. However, when Stephen engraved these spells on parchment, he couldn't help but feel a bit of anticipation in his heart.
What would it be like if these spells were released through magic wands?
To release the curse, one needs to engrave the magic model in memory, and the several new types of magic scroll matrices created by Stephen have long been firmly engraved in his memory.
At this moment, he picked up his magic wand and couldn't wait to test just how powerful his new spell was.
He was so excited that he didn't even think about how shocked Basgan would react if he saw the spell he had released.
"Four times Lightning"
Stephen muttered quietly in his heart and waved his magic wand gently in his hand.
Tear and pull
A flash of lightning suddenly burst from one end of the magic wand, and a blue and white glow instantly burst forth. The air seemed to be filled with bursts of thunderous rage, creating an oppressive atmosphere that made one's hair stand on end.
A trace of surprise flashed in Basgen's eyes. It seemed as if this spell didn't work...
But the surprise was only temporary.
Immediately after that, there was a crackling sound, and the magic wand in Stephen's hand suddenly broke. Lightning flashed freely, twisting the black wand into pieces. Stephen let out a "ah" and released his palm, feeling a tingling sensation in it.
"..." It's a little quiet in the hall.
Then Debbie, in a fit of rage, kicked Stephen in the thigh with one foot: "Don't you know your attack spell is not so effective? Trying the wand and even the attack spell?" Look! Have you broken the magic wand?
Stephen rubbed his palm, which had been electrocuted and felt a bit numb, innocently. He couldn't help but feel strange in his heart. His curse was definitely fine. After all, it could work when engraved on a magic scroll. But why would it break directly when cast with a magic wand?
While puzzled, Stephen's body involuntarily swayed. Engraving a fourfold lightning matrix on the magic scroll consumed the magic power contained in the magic ink, but releasing it himself consumed Stephen's own magic power. The "Fourfold Lightning" was as if Stephen had released the "Lightning" four times in one go, making Stephen already somewhat tired.
He gave a somewhat helpless smile and turned his head to look at Basgen: "Sorry, it seems there's something wrong with the spell I released..."
It's not that there are some problems, but there are very serious ones!
Because Basgan had never seen anyone cast a spell that would break their wand!
Unless... It was the magic spell released by the magician that was too powerful for the wand to withstand, causing it to break. But how could such a thing never happen to a second-level magician?
Well, perhaps there is something wrong with the magic wand itself?
"Humph! I'll have to give the Magic Guild some advice later. The quality of the wands they sent has such a big hidden danger!" Basgen thought to himself, but a smile appeared on his face. He said to Stephen, "It's okay. Maybe there's something wrong with this wand. Try something else." He paused for a moment and suggested, "You'd better not use the attack spell. Try other spells."
"All right..." Stephen agreed.
Then, Basgan felt a kind of astonishment that was completely different from before - he had never seen a magician use the life-transforming spell "Breeze" so smoothly that he could control a paper figure to dance in the air!
How boring is it to be so proficient in such a spell?
Finally, Stephen finally chose the most handy wand. It was a wand made of paulownia wood with a flamingo feather as the core.
With the wands they got for free, Stephen and Debbie happily left the hall of the Magic guild - by this time they had completely forgotten about that magic crystal.
Basgan tidied up his magic wand and then continued to lie on the lounge chair, closing his eyes to rest.
One after another, some mages came to the magic guild to purchase magic materials or handle some other matters.
Near noon, a young magician of about seventeen or eighteen years old walked into the guild hall somewhat tired.
Basgan saw the other person, sighed quietly and stood up to greet him, saying, "Obert, you're here again."
"Mr. Basgan, I want to have another try." The young man named Obert, though tired, had pride on his face and went directly to the mirror on one side of the hall.
Obert is the son of the president of the Stan City Magic Guild, a third-level magician. The magic crystal in the mirror is the problem specially set for him.
Obert was the most talented magician in Stan City. However, Stan City was after all a small place. His talent was just ordinary on the entire continent, and it was impossible for him to catch the eyes of that high-level magician. The magic crystal in the mirror was a test, but Basgen knew that this test was not something Obert could pass at all. In fact, This is just the tactful way that senior magician refused...
Just as he was thinking like this, Obert's exclamation suddenly came: "Mr. Basgan..." Magic Crystal... The magic crystal is gone!
What? Basgen was suddenly startled.