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Chapter 195 Subversion of Phlogiston Theory...Boom! ! !

Like the Necromancer School, there are more than one Archmage in the Evocation School paying attention to Gretel.

Master Lorenz, the teacher of Master Gehrman in Heartland;
Pick him up from the battlefield and bring him back to the Archmage Carlisle at the council headquarters;
Lectured on sonic magic and brought his thesis to Archmage Zifar of the Council;

And the one who patted the table in Tongtian Tower, even if it was for his own face, kept a close eye on Gretel's movements, for fear that he would run away.

Naturally, once Gretel's thesis was submitted, this news was placed on the desks of the archmages.

"An improved version of [Burning Hand]? The one I saw?"

Archmage Carlisle's eyes lit up.

On the magic compass that time, he did monitor the powerful mana fluctuations, and later saw the white flames spewing out in the sky.One shot after another, actually burned up the famous Holy Protection of the Radiance Church, which left a deep impression on him.

At that time, Gretel was still a first-level little mage, so he would never be wrong!

It's a pity that the Magic Council protects the unique magic of each mage extremely strictly.A strange sorcerer, a little sorcerer with only level 1, created a powerful magic. Even if Carlisle was a level 14 archmage, he really couldn't be ashamed to cheat and coax the other party to hand over the magic.

I can only hope that when the other party can finish writing the thesis and submit the magic to the parliament, he can exchange it through official channels...

"So that's what White Fire magic is? What about the enchanted magic? It hasn't been approved yet?"

Archmage Carlisle tapped on the table, and a bird with a fan-shaped crest on its head and three or four black and white stripes on its wings fluttered over and fell into his palm.Archmage Carlisle turned the bird in his hand, aimed at its mouth, cleared his throat and said:
"Vincent, the improved version of the [Burning Hand] magic is the one just submitted by Gretel Nordmark. Let me know if it is approved, and I will exchange it for a copy."

The bird spread its wings and flew out.After a while, he went back and forth, opened his mouth, and from the pointed, slightly curved beak, came another thick male voice:

"A level 1 mage's magic is urging me to review it? Carlisle, you owe me a meal! I want the bottle of wine you photographed last time! It's from Chateau Maille!"

Archmage Carlisle shook his head with a smile.Only half an hour later, a woodpecker flew outside the magic barrier. Its hard long beak kept beating on the barrier, and its small head rose and fell, almost pulling out an afterimage:
"Tuk tuk tuk tuk..."

The sound of woodpeckers is as dense as ten rounds per second.Archmage Carlisle covered his forehead and had to wave his hand to open the barrier.The woodpecker rushed in with its wings folded, and opened its beak impatiently before it could stand still. The thick male voice before suddenly became sharp, and the speed of speech was twice as fast as before:
"Carlisle! Where did you find this kid! The Level 1 Burning Hand has been changed in this way, and its power has been fully pushed to Level 4! Level 4! Is he your apprentice? If not, I will do it!"

Well, here comes another snatcher...

Master Carlisle bent his lips.He grabbed a handful of magic crystal shards to send the woodpecker away, got up and went to the exchange office in the mage tower, and swiped his badge.However, Bai Huo did not appear on the exchange list for a long time. After waiting, Carlisle decided to go directly to the 27th floor and ask Vincent for a paper to read.

As soon as I got out of the elevator door, I felt something was wrong.The atmosphere on the whole floor was extremely depressing, like the feeling of the seaside before the storm, and I felt chest tightness after taking two breaths.The fifth-, sixth-, and even ninth-level magicians who passed by were trembling and subconsciously walking along the edge of the passage.

Carlisle frowned, strode to the door of Master Vincent's office, and knocked on the door.As soon as it was knocked for the first time, there was a roar from inside:

"roll!"

"Vincent, I'm Carlisle!"

"roll!!!"

Carlisle froze for a moment.He subconsciously took two steps back, took another step, and listened attentively.Soon, he heard Vincent stomping on the floor, his footsteps hurried, turning around like a trapped animal:
"Impossible...it can't be like this...absolutely impossible...but...but..."

"Vincent! What's wrong with you!"

Master Carlisle raised his voice worriedly.A magician encounters a novel, disruptive theory, which is good and bad for him:

If he can accept it smoothly, this will allow his magic to make great strides forward, and it may become an opportunity to upgrade;

And if this theory conflicts with his inherent cognition, he has to admit that it is correct...

Every magician's meditation environment is constructed based on his own perception of the world.Above level [-], the meditation environment begins to stabilize; above level [-], the meditation environment begins to materialize; and above level [-], a mage can even absorb external elements based on his own meditation environment and directly construct a demiplane.

However, once the meditation environment is stable enough and solid enough, once it conflicts with the cognition of the world, the magician will not be able to make progress at least, and at worst, he will either die or be disabled.

The development of the Magic Council, every progress, every theoretical innovation, has been stepping on coagulated blood and milky white brains.

The footsteps and murmurs in the room continued.Archmage Vincent turned around seven or eight times before suddenly jumping up:

"I want to verify! Yes, I want to do experimental verification! I will not believe in anything before verification! Come on! According to this list, prepare the equipment and materials for me!"

The office door slammed open.Master Vincent strode out, the horns of his robe fluttering, and his brown beard exploded like a lion.The low-level mages swarmed forward, took the list, tidied up the experimental table, set up the retort, and took samples...

Archmage Carlisle stepped aside quietly.

He and Vincent have also been good friends for many years. Now they sneaked into his office and dug out the paper. The more they read it, the more they frowned:
Is the phlogiston theory wrong?

Combustion is done with combustibles and that... that thing named O?

If this kind of statement is correct, it completely subverts the evocation school, about combustion, about the theoretical basis of the fire element!Moreover, the little mage named Gretel has improved the [Burning Hand] magic according to this theory, which was verified by Vincent himself!

How to do?I study the wind element and the water element branch, but my old friend is best at the fire element!Once the theory that has been believed for many years is falsified, it will be almost a fatal blow to him!

Carlisle hesitated for a moment.Seeing that the glass dishes in the laboratory were set up and the fire was lit, he had to copy a few copies of the papers, put them in his arms, and went directly to the Tongtian Tower not far away:
"Teacher! Teacher! There is an important paper, please read it!"

Ten days later, on the 378th floor of Tongtian Tower, in the laboratory of the legendary mage, there was silence.Headed by the legendary mage of the Evocation School, Master Dikal, followed by Archmage Carlisle, more than a dozen magicians stood densely, staring at Archmage Vincent who was operating the experiment in front.

Mercury is heated and turns into a red powder.

The volume of air in the container is reduced by one-fifth.

The remaining gas cannot support combustion, nor can the animal breathe.

The red powder was again intensely heated to decompose into mercury and a gas whose volume was exactly equal to the previously reduced volume.

In the newly decomposed gas, the wooden stick that was about to be extinguished was inserted. In an instant, the wooden stick burned violently, bursting out a dazzling strong light.

Using the newly decomposed gas as the casting material, release the improved [Burning Hand] magic, the power of White Fire is almost equivalent to the fourth-level [Dragon's Breath]...

The contents of the thesis, one by one, have all been verified.

The more Vincent did it, the paler his face became.He released the last spell with trembling hands, and the improved white light of [Burning Hand] made his lips pale as paper.There is no more excuse, no more place to refute, the essence of combustion, the essence of fire element, is indeed not phlogiston...

He closed his eyes subconsciously.In an instant, the fire element in the meditation environment violently rioted.

"Vincent! Don't meditate!"

Master Dikal shouted.The sound was like thunder, and the magic circle in the laboratory was also suppressed at the same time, cutting off all elements within 1 square meter.Vincent shook his whole body, blood flowed from his nostrils and ears at the same time, and he sat limply on the ground.Carlisle rushed forward reflexively, and reached out to support him: "Teacher..."

Master Dikal no longer cared about him.With a flick of his robe sleeves, the legendary mage rose up in the air, and stepped in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in one step.His left hand behind his back trembled violently, his right hand moved forward, upward, and pushed straight out——

"boom!!!"

A violent explosion blew away the dense clouds outside Tongtian Tower.

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