Wrapped in a blanket, Balin leaned against a bonfire and quietly flipped through the monks' experimental records by the light of the campfire. Emotionally stabilized, the wizard began to study the specific nature of the wand in his hand.

A thick stack of experimental records elaborates on the entire process of the experiment from the formulation of the theory to the repeated failures until the recent phased results. While much of the occult system is difficult for Bahrain to understand, it is clear that these monks are also moving towards a methodology for explaining things in terms of the cosmology of the sorcery system.

After studying it for a while, Balin still couldn't understand the whole wand, and perhaps the monks couldn't explain it in terms of the witchcraft system, but at least Balin understood a very important problem. First of all, although this method replaces the role of a small part of the wizard tower to some extent, the Higgs Cave embedded in the wand staff cannot grow together with the growth of the wizard's wizard's heart like the Higgs Cave fused into the wizard's tower;

Based on the mana consumption of Bahrain's current Cluster Fireball Technique, which is improved from the Small Fireball Technique, it can support Bahrain to release 3,478 Small Fireballs per hour.

This amount seems to be a lot, but in fact, Bahrain's current cluster fireball technique is an improvement of the fireball technique that consumes the least mana in the first-level witchcraft, and its power is naturally pitiful, and it can only be slightly manifested in the mortal world. The level of witchcraft is not determined by the amount of mana consumed, but by the structure of witchcraft. The sorcery that was far more powerful than the fireball technique in the first-level witchcraft was simply vast, but the magic power required was completely beyond the reach of Bahrain before.

Now with the Higgs Cave Staff, Balin could begin to build some of the witchcraft he had been waiting for. Of course, the mana consumed by those sorcery is far greater than the current fireball cluster. However, due to the lack of mana storage facilities, the mana volume of the Wizard's Heart is too small, and some of the more powerful witchcraft can no longer be instantaneous. After all, we have to add the time for the wizard's heart to temporarily transform its mana through the Higgs Cave after the mana is depleted.

i.e.: (-1.2 per unit of sorcery power)/0.19 ounces per second, minus 1.2 is the approximate amount of mana stored in the current Wizarding Heart in Bahrain.

At first glance, the preparation time required for sorcery to reach more than 1.77 ounces of mana power would be more than three seconds. For most situations where quick spellcasting is required, there are still not many options for Bahrain to choose from.

You must know that the magic power of Bahrain's cluster fireball witchcraft is also about 1.15 ounces.

"Here!" Bjorn picked up a piece of bread and patted it, feeling that it was almost there, he reached out and handed it to the wizard who was looking through the materials, "When are you, I mean, how long will it take for you to have the power of Rollo as well?"

"We need to go back to the central laboratory of the monks, which has many facilities that I need. I just hope it wasn't ruined!" Balin broke off a piece of bread and pinched it, feeling a little stiff.

"Hey, these priests have been experimenting on us for so many years?Who are they?Dark Wizard?" Fred, the bald warrior on the other side, joined in the chat, crouching beside Balin with a rummaged war hammer, his tone a little unnatural. This is also normal, and it is not too happy to change the person who has been in awe until he just uses himself as experimental material.

"There is no difference between a black wizard and a white wizard, a wizard is a wizard, but they are not wizards, they are just some idiots who have not been willing to accept reality since ancient times!" Barin said with a slurred reluctance as he chewed the bread hard.

"We can be your experiments, too, huh?" Frocky, who was sitting cross-legged at a table to the side, suddenly interjected in a weird way.

Balin stood up with a thud, the glow of sorcery burning at the tip of the wand. Eight fireballs emerged one by one, ready to be stirred up at any moment: "Maybe you should maintain the necessary respect! Mr. Floki!" At this point, Balin no longer had to put up with this guy's raising.

"Relax, relax!" Rollo on the side immediately stood in the middle of the two and started a round.

"Floki!" Bjorn stood up at the same time, and scolded his companion in displeasure, "We should have respect for wizards!"

"Hmph, hmph!" Frocky tugged at the corners of his mouth, knowing too well what his friend wanted. That power gives hope to you, the ambitious Jon. After a few snorts, he jumped off the table and walked to the windowsill alone. A pair of narrow eyes stared at Balin incessantly, as if thinking of something bad.

Bahrain glanced at him indifferently and turned away expressionlessly.

Bjorn sighed slightly, but said nothing more. The room fell silent. The silence of the room allows the sounds of the surroundings to be transmitted clearly, and the north wind is howling.

Floki tightened the blanket on the windowsill, and the chain mail was not very warm. He is unwilling to ruin his friend's dreams, but that doesn't mean he can forgive the wizard for not hurting him, Floki has always been such a stingy person. Turning his head to look out the window, suddenly a figure flickered in front of his eyes.

"What?" Frocky subconsciously wanted to see the figure in the night, and suddenly a pair of powerful hands broke through the window and pulled him out of the window.

The people in the room immediately reflexively picked themselves up, and the sorcerical light that had just dimmed burned again.

In the moonlight, a humanoid creature with wide bat wings was dragging Floki towards a large tree not far away.

Floki only felt a pair of cold hands pinching his neck, as if his head was about to separate from his body. The violent suffocation made his face flush, and his feet off the ground had no strength at all. He could only clasp the enemy's cold fingers with both hands, struggling to break them open.

Suddenly, four fireballs pierced the night sky and shot above his head, targeting a pair of wide bat wings of the monster.

The blazing heat carried by the small fireball swept through the ends of his hair, curling his hair and sending a wave of heat down his face.

The monster had to let go of its prey in order to increase its speed to dodge the fireball. As soon as his hands let go, Floki slammed to the ground, and his sudden recovery of breath made him cough violently.

Seeing that Floki was safe, Balin waved his wand and six fireballs were fireballed, shooting into the air from six directions.

The monster turned nimbly again to dodge the fireball.

"Innocent!" Barin sneered, inspiring eight fireballs to follow the monster again.

With a bang, a fireball grazed the edge of the monster's wings and exploded. The violently fluctuating shockwave made the monster's body in the air somewhat unstable.

"Bang bang bang" continuous explosions sounded one after another, and the fireballs that did not hit it exploded near it one after another, and a ** shock wave blew from all directions, like a gust of wind blowing in the sky.

The monster's body became more and more unstable, and it was like a boat caught in the crashing waves in the sky. Bahrain stepped forward and walked out of the cracked window with his head held high. With another wave of the wand, eight fireballs were inspired.

The Mana conversion power of the Higgs Cave is enough to support the wizard's non-stop unleashing of the Cluster Fireball Technique. There was not the slightest sign of dimming the brilliance of the witchcraft, and eight fireballs instantly condensed.

Balin's eyes moved with the monster's trajectory, constantly inspiring fireballs. The explosion of fireballs resounded in the night sky.

Such a dense fire cover is a common means for wizards to sustain the universe, and countless creatures from other worlds have died in this way under the indiscriminate sorcery cover of witchcraft.

The constant sorcery attacks gave the monster no respite, which made its not-so-low intelligence begin to terrify. However, its body had fallen into an extremely chaotic air current, making it impossible to escape at all, and could only flap its wings to avoid the frontal attack of the fireball.

The screams of the struggling monsters in the air came from their mouths, like a frightened beast.

A large tree was blown off by a fireball, and its lush branches fell towards the monster.

The monster flapped its wings eagerly to dodge, but the range of the trunk was still too large. Trap the monster in it like a bird.

How could the wizard let go of such a good opportunity and bombarded the canopy with continuous fireballs. Booming explosions continued to explode in the canopy.

Scattered fragments of the tree trunk stabbed into the monster's body, slicing through its batwing wings. Finally, the monster was completely blown into a pile of charred flesh under the continuous fireball attacks.

In the moonlight, Bahrain held a witch staff, and the sorcerous brilliance burned violently. The north wind howled and blew through his body. The sound of explosions was still echoing in the sky, and the shock waves slowly weakened. The blackened flesh of the monster smoked with a hint of smoke.

The Viking warriors who came out of the hole looked at the scene in shock, their throats stirring but unable to speak. Fear spread rapidly in their hearts, this is the power of the sorcerer, the power of the gods! irresistible, unstruggling, under such power, mortals can only bow down to orders.

"You should have respect for wizards!" Barin turned around and said the same thing as before, but this time no one dared to speak out again.

"Please accept the most pious apologies of the humble Floki, the great wizard!" Frocky, who was sitting on his back on the ground, suddenly flipped his body and crawled to Bahrain's feet to kiss his boots.

"Good!" said Balin, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.