This time, Wu Daoan and Tiffona landed in the northern snowfields north of the Confederate border, where it is difficult to find people in the ice, which is a relatively safe landing point for Wu Daoan, after all, he will not encounter a mercenary team from the empire to search for him.

Wu Daoan felt mentally tired, so he habitually entered a meditative state, and unexpectedly found a white ball floating in his consciousness space. When he told Tiffany about the situation, the latter stared at him strangely for a long time, and then said, "Don't be depressed, you know that you have made a lot of money this time? ”

>> What kind of magic core do you mean?" Wu Daoan entered a meditative state again, carefully scanning the small ball, and found that it seemed to be compressed with the purest magic power. He tried to pull out a small thread, and his consciousness space was suddenly filled, and his head was swollen with pain, and he cast several ice picks in a row before finally exhausting them.

Wizards are ranked according to the upper limit of their mana. The magic power in the consciousness space of a junior mage exists in a loose gaseous form, so the maximum storage limit is ten trals, and no more can be stuffed into it. For this reason, junior magicians need to meditate to replenish their magic after casting a few spells.

The consciousness space of an intermediate mage is ten times larger than that of a beginner, so it can store up to a hundred trals of mana. The same goes for high-level magicians, who store up to a thousand trals.

The maximum amount of mana determines not only the number of times you cast magic, but also the quality of your magic, since the higher the level of mana, the more mana is consumed. For example, a large fireball spell costs more than twenty trals, and a junior magician, no matter how talented he is, will not be able to cast it.

And from a high-level magician to a great magician is a big qualitative change, the consciousness space will not increase anymore, but the magic power will be stored in the form of gaseous to liquid, so the same space can hold ten times the original magic power, that is, the magic power of 10,000 trals. In addition, the quality of liquid mana is much higher than that of gaseous mana, and not only does the mana cost decrease when casting mana, but the effect of casting spells is greatly improved. In short, the Grand Mage and the Junior Mage cast a small fireball spell similarly. The Grand Mage consumes less mana. And his small fireball is also of higher quality, and can easily smash the latter's small fireball.

And from the great mage to the mage is the second qualitative change of the mage, the magic power is condensed from a liquid state to a solid state, not to mention the storage limit has been greatly increased. The quality of the mana has also been taken to the next level.

However, these two qualitative changes are two moats for the magician. It's extremely difficult to get through. Now Wu Daoan actually stepped over easily. Directly reaching the realm of the Magister made Tiffna inevitably envious. However, considering that someone was first cursed and tortured, and then died nine times at the hands of three legendary-level old monsters, this can be regarded as a catastrophe and there will be a blessing if he does not die.

The next few days. As they made their way to the Confederate states in the south, they hurried to practice their magic. After a few days of magic practice, Wu Daoan's consciousness space also slowly began to expand, after all, he has magic power at the level of a magic master, and it is only a matter of time before the consciousness space expands to the corresponding size, and the previous situation where the magic power crowds the consciousness space and causes headaches will naturally not appear again.

But soon, he encountered a new problem. One is that there is no new magic to learn, and Tiffany will only have some magic basics after all, and she doesn't even know a single intermediate magic spell. If the dignified Magister only puts rudimentary magic, it won't make people laugh out of their big teeth when it is passed on. And magic spells belong to the top secret information between the masters, and even some mid-level magic spells are priceless, let alone magician-level spells.

Another point is that Wu Daoan's current meditation recovery speed is too slow. Meditation is also about proficiency, and the higher the proficiency, the faster the recovery. Generally speaking, a Magister meditation can restore at least about seven thousand trals of magic per hour, but Wu Daoan only has ten trals.

In other words, according to the Magister's theoretical upper limit of 100,000 trals, if he accidentally used up all his mana, it would take at least a year to fully recover. After discovering this, Wu Daoan never practiced spellcasting anymore, and decided to cherish his existing magic power.

Although it is difficult to find food on the northern snowfield, there are fierce beasts after all, and Wu Daoan even has a magister-level sensing range, which can easily find a fierce beast hibernating a few kilometers away, and then stew it into a big meal.

After a week, the two finally entered the northern borders of the Confederate States. The confederation is actually a loose alliance of small countries to resist the power politics of large countries, and the supreme ruler of each small country is the Grand Duke, whose actual power is no different from that of the king, who can make laws within the state and form a state protector**. Because of this, each state has its own unique system and culture.

Once in town, Tiffany hired a carriage to save time and took them directly to Storm City, the capital of the Confederates.

Storm City is not like Ironstone, life in it is quiet and peaceful, and there are not many warriors or mercenaries in the city, mainly merchants from all over the world buy and sell goods here. Wu Daoan didn't bother to get out of the car to go shopping, and asked the coachman to send them directly to the Magic Association branch in the city.

The Magic Guild is actually a large multinational organization with branches in some important cities, such as the Imperial Capital, Stormwind City, and Waterfront City. These branches are also easy to find, as they are all built in the style of tall magic towers, which stand out in the city dominated by bungalows.

Tiffany had been to this branch before, so she took Wu Daoan straight to the magic measurement room, where a female magician in a cyan robe was dozing off, and saw that a guest hurriedly got up and greeted: "Are the two of you here to determine the magic qualifications? ”

Wu Daoan handed over the silver coin, and the blue-robed female magician took out a crystal ball and put it on the table, and patiently introduced: "This is the determination of the crystal ball, please put your hand on it, if the number in the crystal ball jumps, then congratulations on becoming a magician, and then we will guide you through the next steps." ”

This crystal ball is used to determine the amount of magic in the space of consciousness. Anyone, as long as they have magical qualifications, has at least 0.1 trals of magic in their body. And no matter how much a magician casts spells and consumes mana, he will have at least 0.1 terrals in his body, which is the so-called minimum mana lower limit, and there will be no exceptions.

Wu Daoan was just about to put his hand on it, and the staff member hurriedly reminded: "Guest, the shadow robe is a magic prop that shields the breath, and it cannot be measured when wearing it." “

So, Wu Daoan obediently took off his robe, revealing a peerless face in Allure. Since the curse left, he has also been in good spirits on happy occasions, and now his face is ruddy, like a peach blossom in March, even though the staff is a woman, it is inevitable that he will be dizzy and amazed that there is such a charming goblin in the world.

Then he put his hand on the crystal ball. In fact, this blue-robed female magician is still a little disdainful in her heart, because the people who come here to measure their qualifications are basically all disappointed, after all, one in a thousand, how can you be so lucky to bump into it. Besides, the person in front of her was so beautiful, it was inevitable that she would be a little jealous, and she didn't want him to succeed.

But looking at the jumping numbers in the crystal ball, she couldn't be calm.

&1. Twelve thousand seven hundred ......" The female staff member's tongue was gone. What is the concept of more than 10,000 magic powers? Demon Master! A half-step legendary-level powerhouse on the continent, even the president of this magic branch is only at the level of a great magician.

She looked at the crystal ball for a while, and looked at Wu Daoan, who was like an underage girl, and she must have been broken in her heart, and squeezed out a professional smile again: "This guest is sorry, our measurement crystal ball seems to be malfunctioning, after all, it has been used for too long, I will replace it with a new one for you immediately." ”

When the same number popped up in the brand-new crystal ball, the staff couldn't help but mutter, "1 to 10 is a beginner magician, and 10 to 100 is an intermediate magician...... More than 10,000 are Magisters...... Magister...... Underage Magister......" (To be continued......