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"Sika!" Sarin pushed out the door, and he couldn't help hearing Sika's words.

Feren suddenly laughed and said, "Relax, I don't charge money."

"Really?" Sika's eyes widened, and Feren saw the image of himself in those eyes, pure and clear.

"Really." Phelan turned and walked to his laboratory, and said, "Let's all come."

Falun's voice was transmitted to each room, and the magicians were overjoyed. It is much more important to be able to observe the weapon repairing process of the big magician than to participate in the experiment. As Feren's words fell, the magicians ran out of the room regardless of the image, and some did not even wear magic robes.

The courtyard soon became empty, leaving only Nellis alone. She was still barefoot, her feet in the snow, without a trace of temperature. The snow fell again and fell on her face, on her arm, no longer melting.

These humans are really boring.

Sika's stick was placed on the experimental table. The stick was dark and close to Sika's height. Recently, Sika began to pay attention to hygiene, and the sticks did not have the dark purple blood stains on the sticks, and they were wiped out to be appreciative.

Feren did not speak, and his gaze stayed on Sika's weapon. This stick is polished from the bones of ancient Warcraft and is stronger than refined steel. However, Fei Lun can see that cracks have occurred between the natural patterns on the surface of the stick. Even without using the Figaro formula, it can be roughly seen that the internal structure of the stick has begun to collapse.

This structural collapse may take a long time to manifest, and may occur in the next battle. No matter how strong the weapon is, it will be the result if it is not repaired for a long time.

Phelan quickly checked the internal structure of the stick, and had a general understanding of the weapon. Then he reapplied the restraint technique and left the stick suspended in midair. Then he took out a metal block and placed it under the stick. This metal block is one of the more than three thousand metal blocks that Feren used to practice the Figaro formula.

After the first metal block was placed, Feren took out the second one and carefully placed it in another location.

All mages know that Feren did it so slowly to make it clearer to everyone. The mages stared at Feren's movements, fearing to miss every detail.

In Sarin's eyes, he saw the meaning of each action of Feren. These metal blocks are piled up one by one, forming a branch change of Figaro's formula. As this formula gradually improved, the arrangement of elements around the stick gradually changed. This is not magic circle, nor alchemy. This is a tinkering in the purest sense, as if a person is thirsty to drink water and hungry to eat.

This kind of repair may not be as fast as the magic array, but it will not change the attributes and structure of the weapon. Everything is natural.

It took Ferren more than an hour to put more than 3,000 metal blocks in place. If the onlookers are thoughtful, everyone can't understand the whole process, but they can understand some answers that have never been thought of from a certain segment.

Sarin didn't waste his time deducing the original arrangement of this formula. He wanted to learn, and he could use the soul projection in the necklace to learn. The effect is much better than here. What he noticed was the change of Sika sticks.

After Feren determined the position of the metal block, he began to take out pieces of material and added it to this strange module.

The magicians' eyes widened even more, and they saw blood dripping from their hearts as they saw the material that Feren put in.

That ... seems to be the dragon and tortoise horn? There is also that calcite stone, which seems to have never been heard of. How could it be colored. This powder? What is the bones of Warcraft? No, it's bone marrow meal or gold.

Sarin was also a little surprised. The materials that Feren put in were too precious. It was not worth it for a soldier's weapon. These materials can make more advanced magic props, and even some can be used as materials for holy objects.

These materials do not need to be manipulated, and they have been transformed into the most basic elements in the module space. They have entered the interior from the cracks on the surface of the stick, and repaired the scars of this weapon.

It turned out that weapons are also alive. Sarin suddenly understood why Sika could manipulate such a heavy weapon, like waving a straw. This weapon has been integrated with Sika, as if it were part of the body.

If repaired in other ways, the stick may become harder, but it is no longer integrated with Sika.

Even the most powerful equipment is not as good as his own hands. If you can't understand all of the equipment, the user will gradually rely on the power of the equipment, and eventually be assimilated by this power and lose herself.

If the magician depends on a certain item, the end result will be blinded. Because even the artifact is not perfect, when you think that the power of the equipment is correct, you will lose the heart of exploration. This is the deadliest injury for magicians.

All the elements decomposed by the material were quickly absorbed, and then Feren did something that Sarin could not accept. His finger lightly tapped on a metal block, and the entire module immediately experienced a chain reaction. More than three thousand metal blocks also began to decompose themselves, attached to the stick, as if adding a layer of armor to the stick.

The magic laboratory was silent, but each master's heart felt the violent impact, as if the meteorite fell on the ground, bringing invisible impact and shaking everyone's soul.

The gold-colored metal block forms a thick layer of elements and shrinks violently into the stick. The elements absorbed inside the stick have not been digested, they are shaken by the pressure and sprayed out.

The inside and outside fought, but the fragile stick did not collapse, but miraculously fused the two forces together, swallowing the power of the huge elements.

Boom!

The repaired sticks hit the table heavily, and Feren sat down wearily, as if Sarin had run out of the family badge, and no longer had half the strength. In his eyes, however, there was a look of surprise.

"Mr!"

The people in the room exclaimed, only Sarin was not worried. Faerlen knew the secret of the element conversion because he helped Sika to repair the weapon. Look, the county government will soon have a magician.

Sarin felt ashamed when he remembered that he was also distressed by those metal blocks. For the magician, those are all things outside the body. Fei Lun may have thought of this for a long time, in order to do this with no heart.

Destroy a set of precious props in exchange for an understanding of the truth. This kind of thing will be done for yourself. It's a pity that I can't comprehend these skills, but Phelen's behavior has led me to a path for further advancement.

Sarin looked around the low-level wizards in the magic laboratory. All the eight wizards looked at Faerun nervously, and no one cared about the weapons falling on the table. Sarin sighed in his heart, no wonder these people will be left by Fei Lun, let them live in this yard. Although the level of these mages is only three, there is even a two-level, but the soul is very pure.

A mage like Lynch does n’t even have the qualification to walk into the courtyard.

"Master Feren!" Sika looked at Feren sitting in a chair worriedly, a little guilty.

Phelan gasped and smiled comfortably, saying, "I'm fine, how much do you all understand?"

The eight mages are a little embarrassed. Although Fei Lun ’s work is very slow, and what he can express is too complicated. Although everyone has a lot of gains, he knows that even 1% of Fei Lun ’s performance is not absorbed.

Fei Lun looked in his eyes and comforted: "Although the truth is far away, you have already grasped the direction. As long as you don't lose your heart, you will get closer and closer ... Sika, look at your weapon."

"Huh." Sika happily picked up her stick. This stick did not change in volume, only the color changed to bronze, and the pattern on the surface did not change.

The weapon started, and Sika suddenly felt relieved. The stick is still a very familiar feeling, light in hand.

"Sika, although the texture of this weapon has changed, its attributes are no different. But even if you don't have the help of Warcraft Soul in the future, you can exert its power."

"Ah?" Sika listened to Feren and waved his stick on the spot. The magicians dodge one after another, and they all know this weapon very well, and the low-level magic shield may not be able to stop it.

"Really!" Sika cried in excitement. She was not familiar with the power in the stick, but she could barely use it. It felt stronger than the original Warcraft Soul.

Phelan smiled and looked at Sika. He liked people with pure hearts. At this point, Salim was slightly worse than Sika.

"Sir, Sheka she ..." Salin was a little embarrassed, although Feiren said that he had benefited greatly from helping Shika, and the materials available were too precious. Feren could not care about these, but he could not ignore them. Should I compensate Falun for something?

But Ferren ’s set of metal blocks could n’t be measured by money.

"Sarin, just as this is a tribute to your teacher." Falun smiled and looked at Sarin.

Salin felt warm when he heard Feren mention Jason. In this world, there are people who care about themselves and defend themselves. Such as teachers, such as Sika, and Faer.

These cannot be bought with money, nor can they be measured with any benefit.

"Sarin, you don't have to worry, your teacher will be fine. The magic tower is certainly dangerous and can't trap a strong man like him. Although Su Fangsuo was only slightly injured, she can offend your teacher. Sleeping and sleeping are difficult, and I'm afraid it's hard to continue to advance. Don't worry about this matter, otherwise you will end like him. "

"I get it, sir ..."

"It's good to understand, you stay, don't waste this opportunity, I will go to rest." Feren said, standing up from the chair and walking back tiredly.

The eight magicians awakened abruptly after hearing Phelen's reminder. Although all the metal modules have disappeared, the element fluctuations on the test stand have not disappeared. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I can continue to experience, no matter how much I can experience, it is an extremely precious experience.

"Master, Master!" Neris shouted in the yard. Sarin was annoyed. People were comprehending the mysteries of magic. Neris was so arrogant, but very rude. He quickly walked out of the laboratory and saw Nellis curled up on the steps, looking at him pitifully.

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