The shelves in the New York Temple Library are arranged in a semi-fanned shape, and in the center of the open space in front of the shelves is the stone round table on which Patch had placed the Book of Cagliostro.

It's just that the area occupied by this stone platform is very small, so there is still a lot of space in the open space.

Patch got up from his chair and walked slowly towards a clearing on the right side of the stone platform.

When he arrived, Pache sat down with his legs apart, and the open space in the library was covered with a thick cashmere carpet and cleaned regularly, so it looked very clean.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Patch waved his hand, and at the same time, his mind moved, and suddenly more than a dozen containers and instruments on the spatial ring fell to the ground in front of him.

A large set of glass instruments such as beakers and test tubes, plus a small stove covered in black patterns, and a few brightly colored quills.

"It's finally time to get started, but I didn't expect that being the guardian of the New York Temple would allow me to reap such a benefit."

Patch clapped his palms, laughed, and began to set the various instruments in front of him neatly.

In fact, a long time ago, Patch had the intention of creating a magical equipment of his own, but because he had not collected all the materials for so many years, this plan was put on hold indefinitely.

Although there is a lot of storage in Packy's space ring, the storage of the rare enchanted metal Mithril has not reached his standard.

Without Mithril, although it is still possible to forge a relatively good magic tool by relying on Patch's superb alchemy, but in this way, the effect of the magic tool created will definitely be greatly reduced.

Patch apparently couldn't tolerate making an inferior magical paraphernalia.

But now, knowing that the materials were available in the New York Temple, Patch inevitably came up with the idea of making magic paraphernalia again.

Now, he's going to put that idea into action.

After arranging the various instruments in front of him, Patch snapped his fingers, and suddenly a roaring flame erupted from under the small black stove.

This flame was created by Patch with a magic array, and the energy source that continuously released the flame was a high-quality fire elemental spar that Patch placed at the bottom of this small furnace.

The energy contained in the elemental spar is very huge, even the few inferior elemental spars that the old man gave him just now, the energy in them is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

After all, the elemental spar is a highly concentrated body of various attribute elements in the universe, and extracting the elemental spar is also an extremely laborious and laborious thing.

Over the years, even Patch had not harvested more than ten elemental crystals, and although the elemental crystals he had made were of high quality, one could imagine how difficult it was to obtain.

After the black metal container on the stove was slightly reddened by the blazing magic flames, Patch reached out and beckoned in the direction of the desk, and in an instant a piece of silver-white metal flew into his hand, and this piece of metal was naturally the rare mythic silver sent by the white old man Arlett.

Holding a small piece of Mithril in his hand, Patch stared at the metal container on top of the small stove and waited a little longer before dropping the Mithril in his hand.

The small piece of Mithril began to melt at a rate visible to the naked eye as soon as it landed in the reddish metal container.

Mithril has an extremely low melting point, the lowest of any modern industrial or magical metal on Earth.

As soon as it is placed in a flame of more than three hundred degrees Celsius and less than four hundred degrees Celsius, Mithril will slowly begin to melt, and the temperature of the magic flame burning under the small stove is now much higher than three hundred degrees Celsius.

So Patch wasn't surprised to see Mithril melt quickly in a metal container.

Moreover, Mithril can also be better engraved on magic utensils because of its extremely low melting point.

After all the Mithril in the metal container had melted into a silvery white liquid like mercury, Patch nodded in satisfaction.

"Two kilograms of Mithril, looks like I can make some other tricks."

After saying this, Patch immediately stretched out his hand, and the four elemental crystals with different attributes on the desk fell into his hands again.

"Mithril plus elemental crystals should have a greater amplification for spells of a single attribute, although the previous main god dug me a lot of holes in "Wizard True Solution", but regarding the aspect of alchemy, I don't think there should be any wrong content in it, right?"

Patch hesitated for a moment, but it wasn't long before he heard him laugh.

Patch smiled to himself, and muttered to himself, "Since the creation of Oriana and Owen has succeeded, why do I have so many scruples?" ”

"Well, let's separate some of them and test them first."

Staring at the small stove in front of him, Patch let out a soft cry as he thought about it.

"Separation!"

As Patch's words fell, he saw that the liquid Mithril in the metal container set on the small stove in front of him slowly peeled off a small part of it, and kept a certain distance from the liquid Mithril on the other side, which had a larger share.

Glancing at the small portion of Mithril, Patch smiled slightly, then took out a dark blue elemental hedron and held it in his hand, and reached over the metal container.

Patch's palm that reached over the metal container and held the blue elemental crystal began to slowly close, and with Patch's force, the dark blue elemental crystal in his hand began to slowly fall some powders with a dark blue glow, and these powders fell into the small amount of liquid Mithril without deviation under Patch's control.

The dark blue powder fell into the liquid Mithril like milk powder falling into hot water, and it was a slight obstruction at first, but then it began to fuse rapidly.

Patch, who had carefully observed what was happening in the metal container, couldn't help but smile when he saw this, and muttered to himself with a little joy, "It seems that this experiment is indeed feasible." ”

After saying this, Patch's hand holding the dark blue elemental crystal gradually strengthened, and the dark blue powder slowly fell from Patch's hand and merged into the liquid Mithril.

It's just that when there was still a small half of the dark blue elemental crystal in Patch's hand, the powder that fell on the liquid Mithril began to stagnate, and it just stayed on the liquid Mithril, and there was no sign of fusion.

"Is this ball of Mithril saturated?"

Patch thought with a frown, but after a while, he smiled again, and opened his mouth to whisper to himself, "Now that I've confirmed that Mithril can be fused with elemental crystals, it seems that I can safely and boldly continue with the next steps." ”

After saying this, Patch's brow froze, and his mind immediately moved, only to see another liquid Mithril in the metal container slowly begin to split again, merging with the Mithril fused with the dark blue elemental crystal.

When the dark blue powder trapped on the liquid Mithril began to melt into the Mithril again, the movements of Patch's hand began to speed up, and the dark blue powder kept falling from his hand.

In a few moments, the dark blue elemental hedron in Patch's hand had all turned into powder and fused with the liquid Mithril to a single trace.

Slowly retracting his right hand from the metal container, Patch poked his head into the metal container.

I saw that the small ball of liquid Mithril had been greatly different from its previous appearance, and the silvery-white metal on its whole body had now completely turned into a pale blue glow.

"Mithril fused with elemental crystals? It can't be called Mithril anymore, right? ”

Staring at the liquid metal with a pale blue glow, Patch rolled his eyes and teased himself, "Or change your name......"

"It seems that it can be called a magic silver ......"