Anglie didn't care about the two of them, and occupied a firing position alone.

"Chip, begin to record the power of the spell and convert it into a precise unit: degrees. ”

"The record begins. ”

Anglie slowly raised his hand, and some tiny black mist spilled out of his fingers, suspended in the air, forming a small cloud of black mist.

He snapped his fingers lightly, and a breeze blew. The black mist was suddenly blown towards the target not far away.

Sizzle

After a slight hissing sound, the original yellow of the wooden rake gradually darkened, and it was almost black. The rest has not changed in the slightest.

Angliel frowned.

"The result pays off. At the same time, the specific power data is given. ”

"Pure necromancy, negative energy, releases 5 degrees of reserves at a time. Enemies with a Constitution of 1.5 or less will take Corrosive Critical Damage, and enemies above 1.5 will be affected by Skin Corrosion. Enemies with a constitution of 3 or higher can be ignored. The answer given by the chip made Angele fully realize that without a spell model, the cost of pure energy and the damage caused were really not cost-effective.

"That is to say, a full 5 degrees of energy is released, that is, it can cause damage to ordinary people, pose a certain threat to ordinary knights, and have a poor effect on slightly stronger knights or apprentices. It seems that the use of pure energy is indeed too wasteful. If you switch to casting, maybe a 3-degree spell cost will have a similar effect. Angliel frowned and pondered.

"How much pure energy is it expected to take to wreck a wooden rake?"

"19 degrees. The chip replied instantly.

Angle's eyes narrowed slightly. Push the guardrail in front of you. Pull out the black dagger from your waist and step forward.

Laugh at!

The dagger slashed at the target. The first blow didn't even move.

Angel withdrew his right hand and exerted a sharp force.

Smack. The top half of the wooden rake fell to the ground.

"I can destroy this target with all my strength, which means that my full physical attack is equivalent to 19 degrees. Anglie pondered.

Next, he tried other energy particles. Now his own mana already has 15 degrees of energy, plus the storage of the chip, there is enough energy reserve of more than 30 degrees. in various particles. Densities vary.

Among them, the density of wind particles is very low, and the wind force of 19 degrees is released, which is almost the level of a small hurricane with a strong wind, and the wooden rake is directly blown off.

As the energy was exhausted, Anglie left the lab.

The next day, start the particle experiment recording again.

This time it's 19 degrees of fire-based particles. What was released was a small fireball, smashed over, and the wooden rake was also destroyed without any suspense.

This gave Anglie a guess.

"The wizards prescribed the degree of this unit. Sure enough, it should be a unified unit of basic energy. The actual effect of different energy particles in the same degree unit is not much different. In other words, all negative energy particles are released with the same degree of energy, causing similar damage. This means that the density of different particles is different. And this degree, in fact, should be a unit prescribed in terms of the effect of the result. The chip did notice it, but I didn't. ”

On the third day, Anglie stood in front of the target that had been destroyed again, thoughtfully.

"Since the degree is a unit that represents power, then maybe I can completely digitize my actual combat effectiveness. He touched his chin, the thought coming to his mind.

"Wizards need the water of Asu as an introduction to their promotion, and it's impossible to get their hands on it now. It's not bad to sort out your strength first. ”

In the past few days of experiments, Anglie has clearly obtained the limit of the destructive power of his physical attack, 20.1 degrees. Slightly weaker than pure energy damage. If he unleashed a pure energy attack with all his might, it should be around 22 degrees.

That's probably his limit.

This precise unit system gave him a rough standard for judging the strength of our enemies and our enemies. Although the fight is not just about destructive power. But the approximate difference in strength should also be perceptible.

And in the past few days of experiments, Anglie and the two apprentices also chatted casually.

The middle-aged woman's name was Kelly Navister. He is a third-class apprentice, majoring in enchantment. And the other young man, the second-class apprentice, did not dare to interject in the conversation of the two third-class apprentices. It was only under Anglie's inquiry that he learned that he was a major in spells, his name was Mikain, his father was a wealthy merchant, and the hopes of the whole family were pinned on him. He is also Kelly's nephew.

Boom!

Angre unleashed a stream of green flames that slammed into the nearby wooden rake.

With a bang, the wooden rake instantly burst into flames. The green flames quickly enveloped the entire target, and the wood quickly turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye. into coke.

"Phosphorescent Giant Elephant Heart, Phosphorescent Fire Impact, Attack Attribute: Energy. Destructive power: 12 degrees. Mental Power Consumption: 1. Mana Consumption: 0. ”

Angel nodded in satisfaction. Put away your heart. This thing can only be used twice a day. But fortunately, it is instantaneous and convenient. It's just that it's ugly.

12 degrees of destructive power, if the defensive armor is not good, if you are hit in the body, even if you are a knight, you have to be hit hard. Of course, the Grand Knight has its own energy defense, so it's hard to say.

In this way, the bomb made of the other phosphorescent heart is obviously more powerful to a certain extent. There was a rough contrast in Anglie's mind.

Bang bang bang

Suddenly, there was a crisp clapping of applause not far away.

Kelly, a middle-aged woman in her thirties, walked over with a smile. This woman has an ordinary face, brown hair with a shawl, small, thin lips, and sharp eyes, giving people a sharp and mean feeling.

"Mistress Angle, your experiments are almost complete, aren't they?" she said, smiling. But she didn't seem to know that her smile was unrelatable.

"It's pretty much the same. Anglie nodded, he didn't care about being seen by the others, except for the phosphorescent heart. There's nothing to hide. He's now working on modeling new spells, and that's something that needs to be kept secret.

"Master Kelly, just tell me about it. Angre turned around and smiled.

Among the cadets, although there is no explicit rule, the third-class apprentices have been separated from the other ranks below. The difficulty of the second class against the third class is not well known to outsiders. This also led to a high status of third-class apprentices in the academy.

While most apprentices can meet the Academy's official wizard mentors, mentors generally don't intersect with apprentices. On the contrary, the third-class apprentices have a lot of intersection with ordinary apprentices. And the strength is also much stronger than the second-class apprentices. This is a natural phenomenon.

The third-class apprentices formed a small circle together. Exclude other ranks.

"The number of apprentices recalled by the Academy this time has been significantly reduced. It is said that in this war, several official wizards also died. Kelly whispered.

The other man, Mikain, who was about twenty years old, did not speak on the side, but maintained a polite smile. He was only a second-class apprentice, and Kelly didn't even look at him in the eye. A twenty-year-old second-class apprentice is no longer likely to be a full-fledged wizard, and even her nephew is of little value. It is one of the unspoken rules that only third-class apprentices are qualified to talk on an equal footing.

"Really?" Angre straightened his gray robe. After some experimentation, his clothes also looked a little wrinkled.

"Now the academy is facing an embarrassing situation where there are many tasks that no one has to perform. It is said that many of the Mentor's official disciples fell in this war. Kelly seems to like to beat around the bush.

"So what?" said Angle.

"This means that the college is facing a serious shortage of manpower, and there are incidents in many jurisdictions that cannot be resolved by manpower. This can have a bad impact on the reputation and dominance of the college. Of course, these are not issues that we should be worried about. It's just that, Anglie, didn't you ask me last time if I had any potions in my family?" Kelly smiled mysteriously.

"What's the matter? Do you have?" said Angle, the last time he had made small talk, he had just asked casually, with the idea of trying his luck. At that time, Kelly said no.

"Not in our family. But we found somebody. Kelly smiled, she just wanted to get closer to Angli, the potential to be promoted to a third-class apprentice before the age of 18. Especially now that the academy is dying. It won't be long before Angel will be accepted as a full-fledged disciple by his mentors. Focus on training. Now is the best time to officially pull the relationship. Although she doesn't admit that she is a wizard apprentice, she is a little more utilitarian.

"What person, what way?" said Anglie's face was slightly gloomy and became serious.

"A recipe for a Griffin Nightmare Potion. There shouldn't be any fakes, after all, the other party is a small family of medicinal materials that has been passed down for many years. But they wouldn't do it. Kelly laughed.

"Won't make a move?" Angle's eyes narrowed. "Thank you for telling me this. If you don't mind, Mistress Kelly, can you go into more detail?"

"Absolutely. Kelly straightened up, "That family started with trading medicinal materials, and the initial rise was due to a clansman who accidentally became an apprentice of a wizard, but not an apprentice of our academy, but a small lineage, a disciple of that kind of scattered wandering wizards. And it just so happened that the teacher of that tribe was a pharmacist. In an accident, he obtained the recipe of Griffin's nightmare potion, was hunted down, and finally died outside, and everyone saw him burn the recipe completely. But recently my family found out that the old guy had played everyone up. He also transcribed the recipe to his disciples. Later, after the death of that apprentice, this recipe has been passed down as a family heirloom to this day. It wasn't until a recent time ago that one of my clansmen discovered their secret in an accident. ”

Angle's face was serious.

"Griffin's Nightmare Elixir is a legendary auxiliary potion that can increase the effect of the water of Asu. Lost for hundreds of years. I didn't expect that there were still remnants of the recipe. It seems that you are planning to use my power to strike at the opponent?Say, what does the other party have to rely on?" As long as it's not too moral, the rest doesn't matter.

Kelly was hit by him, and her face didn't change much, so it would be strange if the other party couldn't see it.

"The recipe that can increase the chances of a wizard advancing is naturally precious and abnormal. No one else knew about it except the three of us. My clansman who was detected was also me," Kelly cut off, and didn't finish speaking, but the meaning was naturally understood by Anglie, that is, not to let the academy know. She continued: "The other party's family has already been settled by us. Unexpectedly, an inexplicable young man suddenly appeared, half of his body was just a second-class apprentice, and he actually had strange attack methods, and the spells released were very weird. I suffered a big loss last time. Even my nephew was injured. Kelly looked at the second-class apprentice man who didn't speak, Mikain.

Mikain immediately took his right arm in mind.

At a glance, Angre saw a centipede-like silver scar crawling clearly on his arm, which was very hideous.

The scar is actually silver!

Anglie was slightly startled.

"You didn't ask for help from the other third-class apprentices?" he asked.

"We've had a lot of luck here. None of the third-class apprentices I met were interested in pharmacy. But luckily, I met Anglie. If you hadn't asked me once, I wouldn't have dared tell you about the prescription directly. Kelly smiled and replied.

Instead, Anglie remained skeptical of what she said about secrecy.

Griffin Nightmare Potion is also known as Nightmare Elixir. Although it is rare and precious, it is actually not very attractive to the average third-class apprentice. Because this agent has high requirements for materials, the success rate is also low. Even if they get the formula, the average apprentice can't afford the consumption of the configuration at all.

As for why it happened to be something he was interested in, it was up to the Kelly in front of him to ask him, and the other party must have done what he liked.

(To be continued)