Chapter 155: Might
After a few moments, Master Adrian removed the witchcraft bow, and the light vanished. After checking it www.biquge.info the pen, he handed the bow to the dwarven apprentice on the side and gave it to Phil, who had just recovered.
Phil took the witchcraft bow, and felt rough in his hand, and his whole body was pitch black, and he couldn't see where the witchcraft array that Master Adrian had just depicted was now, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Phil would almost have thought that this was a rough witchcraft with no witchcraft array added at all. In fact, the bow didn't have a bowstring at all, and it looked like a crooked branch that had just broken off from some dark tree.
However, the hand feels unexpectedly familiar, as if I have been practicing day and night for a long time.
"Let's get started, give it a try. β
Master Adrian said.
"Well, my mental strength may not be enough to sustain that sorcery. Phil said.
"What's going on?"
After thinking about it and glancing at the people in the room, Phil decided to say it anyway: "The elven witchcraft I told you about before, the mental power model has been built, but the mental power is not enough to release, because it is the witchcraft I prepared for the second-class wizard apprenticeship. β
"Oh, got it. "Wizard Adrian wasn't too surprised by this situation, there are so many opportunities in the wizarding world, anything can happen, even Francis just looked at Phil in surprise, and didn't think it was such a great thing.
However, would they be even more surprised if they knew that Phil's spiritual sea was enough to support all the witchcraft models of a second-class wizard apprentice.
Wizard Adrian turned around and rummaged through a pile of trash in the corner for a few moments before pulling out a ring and handing it to Phil.
"Put it on and try it. β
"Is it here?" asked Phil, taking it and putting it on, without any suspicion, looking up.
Master Adrian nodded and said, "Towards me, with the maximum attack." β
"Good. Phil said that of course he would not be worried, this zero-level witchcraft would hurt the other party.
Holding it in his hand, Phil used a little spiritual power to probe the witch bow in his hand, there was nothing, only the most primitive functions remained, and it looked a little rudimentary, but Phil had already felt the powerful power contained in it.
The spiritual power of the Spirit Sea began to move, prying the spiritual power model of the Condensing Arrow Technique, but Phil had already used all the spiritual power, and it still didn't reflect much. At this moment, there was a cool feeling from the ring on his finger, and new spiritual power suddenly poured out from the ring, joining the spiritual power model of the Prying Condensing Arrow Technique.
The magic began to flow from the body, along the left hand, and slowly flowed into the witch bow, and a dark red silk string suddenly appeared, connecting the two wings of the witch bow.
"Buzz!"
The witch bow suddenly vibrated violently, and the bowstring on it also showed signs of breaking, which startled Francis on the side, and quickly ran to the corner to hide.
But Phil and Master Adrian stood still again, staring intently at the witch bow.
Phil knew that this was caused by the lack of mental control, and with the blessing of the cactus chip, the witch bow quickly stabilized, and the same was true for the bowstring, which looked similar to the real silk string.
In the past, Phil had practiced archery, and his skills were good, and he used a cross sword and a bow to do tasks among those who had already learned witchcraft. Not long ago, he got a sheepskin given by Mars that contained the elven inheritance of witchcraft, and on it, there were also some archery skills of the elven archery, and even Phil even planned to spend some time to learn a kind of martial bow combat skills.
Phil rested his right hand on the bowstring, and the surging magic power instantly poured into the witch bow, and a crimson flame arrow immediately appeared on it, resting on the bowstring.
"Buzz ......"
The anomalous vibration reappeared, but Phil ignored it, and instantly pulled the witch bow into a full moon, and the vibration disappeared in an instant.
"Whew. β
With a faint and inaudible sound, the flame arrow instantly appeared in front of Master Adrian.
With a bang, a ball of crimson flames suddenly exploded, and almost the entire room was flooded with flames.
Francis, who was hiding in the corner, widened his eyes, and subconsciously wanted to activate the protective sorcery on his body, but before he could implement the fleeting thoughts, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and the flames were all sucked back in front of Master Adrian in a blink of an eye before they burst into stronger damage, and in the end, there was only a little spark left.
With a flick of his finger, the spark disappeared.
"The damage is good, it's basically the damage of a first-class wizard apprentice. Adrian said, "You're a third-class wizard apprentice, aren't you?"
"Yes. Phil said slightly.
"But you can already control this witch bow! it seems that the consumption is a bit large?" Wizard Adrian could see at a glance Phil's current state.
Phil was a little weak, and propped one hand on the table: "Yes." β
"Just drink some medicine. Wizard Adrian said, and a dwarven apprentice was presented with a potionβa familiar orange potion.
"Wait!" Francis's voice suddenly came out of the corner in disbelief, "That arrow just now, the damage actually reached the level of a first-class wizard apprentice?"
"How is this possible!" he exclaimed, "Phil is only a third-class wizard apprentice! even if he is about to be promoted to a second-class wizard apprentice, the damage will only reach this level at most, how can it be so high?"
"Besides, the way the flames just now didn't look like the level of damage of a first-class wizard apprentice!" he stood up excitedly.
Adrian looked at the fat man: "That's a leak of twenty percent of the damage." β
He was unkindly able to explain, perhaps because Phil was a little happy that he was able to use the witch bow.
Phil drank the potion and looked at the witch bow in his hand, still a little excited in his heart.
That's right, the damage of a first-class wizard apprentice!
At that moment just now, the chip recorded the damage of this arrow condensing technique in a timely manner - "Fire element, unknown element mixed energy, damage: 15.04 degrees." β
It's crazy damage!
This was only the first time Phil had used the Condensing Arrow technique, and he couldn't use it until he didn't have the ring on his hand. Phil was already thinking about how high the damage of this arrow condensation technique would be if he trained more times, or when he was really promoted to a second-class wizard apprentice.
"Bring the bow and arrows. Wizard Adrian said.
Phil handed the witchcraft bow to the dwarven apprentice next to him and told him to send it over.
Looking at the witchcraft bow in his hand, Wizard Adrian gradually became excited, too many years, too long to find a real wizard, he thought so, if he couldn't even control the witchcraft he made, then what kind of wizard was it?
But Phil finally gave him a surprise.
Wizard Adrian quickly disassembled the Wizard Bow to see what would happen inside after the witchcraft he had just done, which was crucial to him.
"Let me see where else I can increase my damage. He said.
Francis, who had been shocked by the damage of a first-class wizard apprentice, finally broke his jaw with this sentence.