On the shores of Cold Spring Lake, Wesley jumped out of the carriage with Donner and walked into the dense reeds. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In late autumn, the reed stalks have long since withered and lost their tenacity, and they can be easily pulled apart with little effort.

"Hey...... Isn't it necessary to experiment with a magic wand, and to hide like this?" Wedley grumbled as he followed Donner.

He was dragged out of bed early in the morning by Donner, and he was still hungry. What's even more infuriating is that Donner was catching up on sleep all the way and ignored him at all.

"This isn't your average wand......" Donner replied casually.

Wesley shook his head disdainfully, even if his knowledge of magic arrays was not as rich as that of Donner, he clearly knew that level seven was just the introduction to the beast core circle - because of the existence of the sixth-level magic crystal circle, the beast cores below level seven were only materials for all kinds of magic potions, and they would not be used to make magic circles at all.

As he pondered, Wesley suddenly realized that he was already stepping on a soft sludge under his feet.

He rolled his eyes as he struggled to follow Donner until the water gradually overflowed his calves before he stepped out of the reeds.

Facing the endless lake, Donner slowly raised his magic staff, put it down halfway, turned around and said, "Do you want to try?"

"I'm only a fourth-level bluebird, and you're asking me to activate a seventh-level staff?" Wesley rolled his eyes.

"Maybe there's a miracle. Donner insisted on handing the staff, and Wesley reached for it, then took it in his hand.

To be honest, this staff is a bit of a bit of a no-brainer.

Originally, the twelve Mithril petals that wrapped most of the beast cores were still quite beautiful, but after being brushed with a layer of Mithril by Donner, they were pitted and had a cheap taste.

The handle of the staff is not only surprisingly short, but also bare, without the dense pattern of primitives on a normal staff.

If Donner hadn't insisted that it was indeed a magic wand, Wesley would have thought that the "stick with lead at the end" was a weapon used by orcs to fight in groups.

Thinking of this, Wesley couldn't help but wave a few times, "Hmm...... As a stick, it's quite handy. ”

"Stop playing, give it a try. Downer was clearly not happy with the assessment.

"But you've got to tell me how to use it, right?" said Wesley. In fact, neither he nor Donner had any experience with a magic wand - the magic gun that Donner had used was obviously not a real magic wand.

"Just hold the top edge of the handle and activate the magic waves. Downer reminded.

Wesley followed his prompt, moved the palm of the hand holding the middle of the handle a large step up, and then reached out to face the lake.

At this time, the expression on his face involuntarily became serious.

However, the miracle did not happen.

Wesley shook his head and handed the staff back to Donner, "You obviously overestimated your work......"

Donner smiled awkwardly, took the staff, and raised it against the lake.

He was unwilling to construct a fourth-level fireball in the sea of gods, and then kept this model unreleased. Common sense told him that this was the state in which he used the ability of a fourth-level bluebird mage to maximize the fluctuations of the magic element.

Well, it is true that no miracles happen.

If Donner had been just an ordinary Blue Bird mage, his experiment would have ended there. He is clearly not.

I saw that he held the handle of the staff with both hands, and the palm near the top edge of the handle was slightly open, and a fireball had flown out towards the lake.

With a bang, the lake in the distance was blown up with a huge splash.

"This ...... It's not level seven magic, is it?" Wesley turned his head and looked at him quizzically.

"No......" Donner shook his head.

Even if he had a wisdom brain, he couldn't break through the shackles of the normal magic model and could only mobilize one-tenth of the shackles of the Divine Element; if he wanted to touch the fluctuation of the fifth-level magic element, he could only use the help of the Azure Dou Qi to cast a fifth-level magic at the moment when the Divine Sea collapsed.

Obviously, the fifth-level magic fluctuation could not trigger this seventh-level magic wand.

Donner took a breath and constructed a basic six-element fireball in the Divine Sea, and then gathered thousands of bright red fire-type Divine Elements in one point the moment the Divine Sea collapsed.

In Downer's experience, this would be a standard sixth-level fireball. However, the expected fireball did not appear.

On the staff in Donner's hand, the lower edge of the Mithril base that wrapped the beast core seemed to suddenly emerge as if an invisible black hole had suddenly appeared, sucking the fire elements that had been gathered in the air clean.

At the same time, Donner felt that his divine sea suddenly passed through some incomprehensible passage and connected with the red fire beast core in front of him.

In fact, what is connected to the Divine Sea is completely pitch black, like the most ruthless void at the end of the universe. But the strange thing is that Donner really feels that this indescribable void is the true face of this seventh-level beast core.

Immediately after, a powerful wave of magic appeared, attacking along the passage.

In an instant, crimson flames appeared more than a meter away from the beast core, surging towards the surface of the lake.

Donner felt a burst of scorching air rush over his face, and then the water vapor that was heated by the flames burst into flames.

It wasn't until he and Wesley were both knocked to the ground by the shockwave that a loud roar rang out in his ears, followed by waves falling from the sky.

"Damn, kill you......" Wesley struggled to his feet as he wiped the muddy water from his face.

"The first time I had no experience, I didn't control the distance......" Donner scratched his head and looked apologetic as he stood up.

In fact, in his current extreme state, he can cast eighth-level magic without relying on a magic wand, but even eighth-level magic won't make him and Wesley so embarrassed.

As he said, the first time he used the magic wand, he was in a hurry and was a little distracted by the void, so that the seventh-level fireball just now fell directly on the surface of the lake more than ten meters in front of them. At such a close distance, the fireball bursts when it encounters water, and the impact force can be imagined.

"Closer, we'll have to wait for Una to come and collect our bodies......" Wesley said, waving his hand over his robes.

As the white light on his hand fell, the muddy water that had been stained when he fell to the ground on his back just now dissipated like ashes blown away by the wind.

Anyone would be stunned to see him using the Light for this.

Donner also couldn't help but laugh, "Don't rush to clean your clothes just yet...... Come with me, I'll show you something. As he spoke, he took a few steps ahead of the curve and leaped into the lake.

It wasn't until Donner emerged from the surface of the lake and waved at Wesley that the latter glanced at his freshly cleaned gray robes, shook his head, and jumped into the cool waters of late autumn.

A few minutes later, Wesley, led by Donner, dived to the bottom of the lake and saw the strange boat parked there.

(Ask for a monthly pass!Ask for a recommended ticket!) (To be continued.) )