Mick was confused by Master Thomas's question, scratching the back of his head and saying, "This...... My approach is special...... This one...... There are too many links, and I can't say it clearly for a while......"

He firmly remembered Andrea's instructions before leaving, and did not dare to divulge the slightest thing about divine powers, and habitually began to talk about it.

His lies were full of loopholes, but this sentence sounded a different thing to Thomas's ears.

As we all know, the biggest secret of a magic alchemist is the alchemy idea, and it is extremely taboo to ask about the alchemy idea directly.

Thomaston's old face flushed, and he coughed lightly and said, "It's me who is too presumptuous, Mr. Beckman, you really make me, no, it should have shocked the entire Federland magic alchemy world!"

As soon as Master Thomas said this, the onlookers finally realized that something was wrong with the situation, and Pecki, who was waiting for Mick to make a fool of himself, changed his face and looked at Thomas in disbelief, and even Mick himself opened his mouth wide, showing a puzzled expression.

Seeing that everyone was unknown, Thomas smiled and poked a lump of "" with his fingertips, and the stench in the office suddenly became a little stronger, and everyone subconsciously covered their noses and took a big step back in disgust.

The initiator, Master Thomas, looked at the black paste on his fingertips with great intoxication, and whispered a spell in his mouth, only to have a sudden burst of cold on his fingertips, and instantly enveloped the entire office in an extremely cold storm.

Everyone shuddered in unison, and what made them feel terrifying was not the sudden drop in temperature, but the fact that they could clearly see that Master Thomas had obviously only cast a first-level magic cooling technique, but after the increase of that piece of, it had become a third-level ice sealing technique......

Just a little bit of black paste can form such a terrifying amplification effect...... So what the hell is?

"Everyone, everyone has seen that the content in this box is actually the Ice Sea Demon Crystal, but its purity is more than 95%!"

......The crowd of onlookers gasped in unison, and then became silent.

I don't know how long it took, but Peggy finally came back to his senses and questioned loudly, "This is impossible! No one can purify the Ice Sea Demon Crystal to more than 90%!"

His doubts instantly pulled everyone back from their extreme shock, ignited a certain emotion, and the voices of doubts poured in.

"This doesn't follow the laws of magic, there must be something wrong with it. ”

"That's right, this can't be, it must be this hillbilly cheating!"

"It's fraud, naked ......"

"That's enough!" Master Thomas shouted angrily and rebuked, "Since no one has been able to purify the Ice Sea Magic Crystal to more than 90% before, who can Mr. Beckman ask to cheat?"

There was an awkward silence in the office again.

People tend to instinctively refuse to accept things that are beyond comprehension, but if they can be temporarily freed from disbelief, then every person in their right mind will begin to really think about the truth or falsity of reality.

And the scene in front of him seems irrefutable.

Seeing that everyone was speechless, Master Thomas continued: "I know that the Ice Sea Demon Crystal is suitable for the purification limit principle, and when it is purified to 90%, it cannot be further purified. But apparently, a new record was set, and Mr. Beckman had increased the purification limit of the Ice Sea Magic Crystal by a full five percent...... A feat!"

Master Thomas's voice wasn't too loud, but it shook everyone present. Just stepping into the threshold of a magical alchemist to set a new record, an achievement that many top masters can't achieve?

Mick seems to have gone from hillbilly to rising star in an instant, as his exploits will spread throughout the interface through the Council of Wizards.

If his success hadn't hit shit luck this time, he might have become another top magic alchemist in a few decades, and at worst, as famous as Master Thomas.

Thomas saw everyone's reaction, nodded with satisfaction, and solemnly announced: "Then, I think the result of today's game is already obvious. I declare that Mr. Beckman will follow me to learn ......"

"Wait a minute!"

In the midst of everyone's astonished gazes, Peggy coldly interrupted Master Thomas. His face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Master Thomas, I think you have already announced the quota for studying with you just now. ”

Master Thomas was stunned for a moment, then smiled dumbly and said, "Mr. Pecki, it is undeniable that you are an excellent magic alchemist. But Mr. Beckman has clearly gone beyond the realm of excellence, he is a true alchemical genius. If I were you, I would go home and concentrate on practicing, instead of making a big deal out of it when I lacked strength. ”

Growing up as a genius, Peggy has never experienced the humiliation of today, and he has grown up with only praise and praise, and has never received any doubts, let alone evaluations of lack of strength.

However, such an assessment came from the mouth of the prestigious master Thomas. In Federland, no one dared to question Master Thomas in the realm of magical alchemy.

But two minutes ago, Master Thomas considered himself the most brilliant alchemist of Federland's youth!

It's all this hillbilly's fault!

Pecki's face was as dead as ashes, his chest heaving violently, and he stared at Mick's eyes with a thick look of resentment.

However, before all of Pecki's vicious thoughts could be realized, Master Thomas resolutely added: "Mr. Beckman has done an excellent job, and it is fully applicable to the genius protection clause of the Wizards' Council, and any harm to Mr. Beckman's life for three months from today will be regarded as a provocation to the Wizards' Council." ”

As he spoke, he stared deeply at Peggy.

Pecki's pupils shrank, and the fire in her heart became even stronger. The corners of his mouth slowly hung up with a deep sneer, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, hillbilly, let's see!"

None of the onlookers paid any attention to his departure, as if in an instant, Pecy had become insignificant.

People always prefer the big news, and within half an hour, Mick had set a record and beat Peggy to become Mr. Thomas's temporary disciple by the news that it had spread throughout the Blue Castle, and everyone with a face couldn't wait to meet the new star.

The nobles of a slightly lower status, even though they knew that they could not meet him, would still go to great lengths to find out about him. After all, I don't know when I might ask him. The creations of magical alchemists have always been the most sought-after items in aristocratic circles.

The hapless Karl missed the opportunity to make a fortune, and he watched in distress as others took away his silver coins, and the image of Mick's stupidity and greed in his mind instantly collapsed, and the image re-established was incomparably taller.

Mick naturally didn't know that he had caused a sensation in Snow Blue Castle, and at this time he was standing in Master Thomas's alchemy laboratory, staring at the magic circle on the test table in a daze.

Under the eye of his insight, the magic array that flickered with a faint light on the laboratory table completely turned into a beautiful picture scroll, in which tiny particles gathered together to form a stream of strange energy, and these energies continued to occur along the channel established by the magic array, and each reaction would change the attributes and strength of the energy.

This kind of shock and clarity is by no means comparable to the magic marks of inferior magic scrolls.

To Mick's great surprise, after countless messy magical reactions, the original pure magical energy in the magic array actually possessed the sharp characteristics of metal, which could easily cut through hard rock.

"What do you feel?" asked Master Thomas.

"This magic circle is used to cut magic materials?" Mick replied timidly, pretending to be unsure.

Master Thomas was stunned, he originally thought that Mick could feel the vague magic energy of the magic array at most, but he didn't expect that he could directly say the purpose of the magic array, which required extremely keen magic perception and considerable experience.

Master Thomas waved his hand casually, and then whispered the incantation, and a few patterns lit up on the edge of the experimental table, and the aura of the entire magic circle immediately changed.

Mick noticed that when Master Thomas recited the spell, a magical energy was transmitted to the experimental table, activating the remaining patterns of the magic circle, and the addition of these patterns caused a huge change in the structure of the entire magic circle, just like a Rubik's cube, although it seemed that only one dot had changed in color, but in fact, its internal structure was very different from before.

The change in structure caused the magic array to lose its sharpness and take on a strong flame attribute, and although it did not emit the slightest heat, Mick believed that even a large piece of steel thrown into it would be melted into a puddle of molten iron in an instant.

"This is a magic array used to smelt magic materials. Mick said categorically.

Master Thomas's eyes widened, knowing that when he was at the stage of a first-level alchemist, not to mention being able to see the purpose of the magic array, it was very reluctant to be able to feel the breath of the magic array.

Mick definitely has the potential to be a top magical alchemist!Master Thomas came to this conclusion almost instantly.

For Mick, this close-up look at the magic circle was equally important.

By observing the changes in the magic array, an ignorant concept gradually emerged in his mind, that is, the working principle of the magic array may be to continuously channel the magic energy to react, so as to turn the most primitive magic power into what the magician wants.

So, can we build a super magic array to convert other energies into magic, so that people who don't have a magical bloodline have the right to use magic? Thinking of this, Mick, who has always been paranoid and eager for magic, suddenly saw a glimmer of light with magic.

"I have to admit, Mick, you're the most magically sensitive alchemist I've ever seen...... It's just that there is another huge obstacle in front of you. ”

Master Thomas's sighing voice extinguished Mick's illusions, and he asked suspiciously, "What are the obstacles you are talking about?"

"It's money!"

Master Thomas took out a bottle of dark green potion and said, "Take this bottle of third-level strength potion as an example, it is worth about sixty gold coins on the black market, and if I refine it, the cost will be about twenty gold coins. But if it's up to you to refine it...... Based on the average success rate of a first-level alchemist, there will probably be more than 200 failures.

In other words, you would lose 3,940 gold coins just by refining a bottle of third-level strength potion. And how many of these potions do you need to refine to get to level two, and how many gold coins do you need? Believe me, that's going to be an astronomical amount......

And you have to know that potions are only the cheapest in magical alchemy, and if you don't want to be just a magic apothecary, you have to get more gold. ”

As he spoke, Master Thomas let out a long sigh and sighed, "Every magic alchemist has to face the same problem, that is, how to get so many gold coins. Gold coins, gold coins, in fact, this is the biggest enemy of magic alchemists. ”

Master Thomas looked at Mick with regret and said with a sigh of relief, "Do you understand now......?

Mick, who had just raised a glimmer of hope for the possession of magic, was chilled by Master Thomas's words in the blink of an eye. It was only at this moment that he had a rational understanding of how much magic alchemists burned money.

In fact, Master Thomas was wrong when he said that Mick was not separated from magical alchemy, but from possession of magic. Until now, Mick was a strange alchemist who didn't know any magic, and the only hope that would allow him to have magic was gold.

"Gold, gold, gold, I want gold, I want many, many gold!" Mick roared in his heart like a rabbit in a hurry, staring at a pair of big red eyes.

Many later scholars wondered why the great St. Mick had an almost fanatical pursuit of gold coins, until a personal letter from Carl to Ilona was discovered and made public.

The letter details the first lesson Master Thomas gave to Mick, and the glamorous appearance and actual embarrassment of the magic alchemist are laid out in a blatant manner. At the end of the letter, Karl concluded: "Every magic alchemist is an excellent expert at collecting money based on the needs of his profession, and in the presence of gold, they can become extremely insane. And Mick, he's a mad dog......"

Norristown, on the ruins of the "Wild Grass" manor, the sword of thunder span solemnly caressed the black earth. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "What pure divine power, this heresy is very dangerous!"

"Huh?" As he spoke, Span was suddenly stunned and puzzled, "There is another heresy, he is very weak, and he has been hiding under the light of the North One......"

Span suddenly pulled out his long sword, his eyes gradually became deeper, and his whole body was sprinkled with a thick holy light, and a trace of sharpness flashed on the tip of the long sword, as if he had come to life, driving Span's sword-holding hand, pointing south.

He hesitated for a moment, then instructed the Templars behind him, "Kranas, you take a team to the south to deal with that heresy, his code name is tentatively called Sparrow. The others, immediately follow me in pursuit of the North One. ”

More than 100 Templars responded in unison and split up.