Wizard: I can refine everything

The fireballs were rushing from the distant sky, like meteors, they streaked across the sky with fiery tracks, flashing a heart-pounding red light.

They were like a world-destroying rain of fire, with a suffocating heat wave, suddenly falling towards the closely pursued fire lizard team below.

The fire lizards were already in a somewhat scattered formation due to the pursuit, and they were defeated by the sudden fireball attack. The huge impact force and the raging fire element turbulence devoured everything mercilessly. The fire lizards fled in panic, but the continuous fireballs left them nowhere to hide.

The air was filled with the smell of burning and the shrill howling of the fire lizards, and the whole scene seemed to have turned into a purgatory on earth.

The captain looked at all this in a daze, and suddenly understood why Crystal Ball Zero kept repeating not to slow down.

If they slowed down a little, the fire rain would not only cover the fire lizards.

Did the command send a whole legion to support them?

At the source of the fireball, Richard, wearing Eagle Vision glasses, quietly watched the effect of the magic support vehicle.

In thirty seconds, the two teams fired a total of 36,000 fireballs, which was almost equivalent to the magic shooting of a white wizard army.

And his cost was only 300 magic essences.

The faces of other alchemists who also watched this scene were full of disbelief. They only learned how to operate the magic support vehicle and repair the magic support vehicle.

Now is their first actual combat.

Before the actual combat, they had an estimate of this new weapon in their hearts, but they didn't expect that the effect of the magic support vehicle's shooting would be so terrifying.

"Everyone, come back to your senses."

Richard's slightly proud voice awakened these alchemists from shock. They looked at Richard with disbelief and... respect in their eyes.

This respect was not because of Richard's strength. There were many second-ring alchemists among this group of alchemists.

What they respected was Richard's wisdom, and the firepower of the magic support vehicle deeply impressed them. In this era when wizard academies are all military academies, the pursuit of weapons is engraved in the bones of every alchemist.

"Master Richard."

"Master Richard."

"Master Richard."

... The alchemists present gave Richard a wizard salute. This "Master Richard" was no longer a courtesy, but a respect from the heart, but Richard was a little embarrassed.

In his opinion, he was just lucky. In terms of real skills, the alchemists present were probably better than him.

After all, he was only about three hundred years old.

"Master Richard, what should we do next?" asked a wizard.

"Ahem, you don't have to do this." Richard said with a little embarrassment, "I'm just a technical consultant, responsible for handling those difficult-to-repair faults. You do what you did during training.

You guys are doing this, which makes me a little embarrassed."

The wizards laughed when they heard this, and began to operate according to the training process.

The first support mission of the magic support team was successfully completed.

…

The situation of the war kept changing. In the early stage, the Salamanders lost their intelligence advantage because of their attack on the black wizards, which made the wizards who were used to the intelligence advantage somewhat uncomfortable. The result of this discomfort was that the weak points of the defense line were broken by the Salamanders.

But which wizard in the command center was not experienced in many battles? After experiencing the defeat in the early stage of the war, they immediately began to remedy it.

According to the Salamanders' plan, these gaps should have brought down the entire defense line. But the wizards obviously anticipated this possibility. Under the operation of the command center, the second line of defense after the first line of defense was quickly put into use, which greatly slowed down the Salamanders' advance.

Although the Salamanders' plan to collapse the defense line was indeed successful, it seemed to be unsuccessful in terms of purpose.

Although they recovered a lot of lost territory, the wizards' defense line did not collapse.

And those wizards invested huge forces and armed to the teeth fortress cities were like spikes, constantly bleeding the Salamander Empire, which was already weak.

For a time, the war fell into a weird stalemate.

The fire lizards began to re-plan their offensive, while the wizards were consolidating the second line of defense and began to build the third line of defense.

No one knew how long this stalemate would last. It could be tomorrow, it could be a week later, or it could be the next second that they would be notified to start a new round of war.

This stalemate was a rare leisure time for the battlefield fire brigade where Richard was.

The performance of the battlefield fire brigade was spread by word of mouth among the wizards who were supported. They praised it as a wonderful weapon and the legion's top leaders were really good at recognizing pearls. And this performance naturally reached the ears of the headquarters through various channels.

So during this period, the tasks performed by the battlefield fire brigade became more and more critical.

After all, the legion only procured so many spellcasting components, and it was unrealistic to ask Richard to rub out a large number of spellcasting components temporarily.

So the headquarters adhered to the principle of using good steel on the blade, and let the battlefield fire brigade perform tasks that were more dangerous than one.

Before entering the stalemate stage, the battlefield fire brigade had been dispatched twelve times, and the remaining spellcasting components were enough for three teams to dispatch once.

Therefore, most members of the team have returned to the White Wizard Team. At this juncture, every wizard is crucial.

In the parking lot, Richard lay on the cockpit of the magic support vehicle, basking in the sun leisurely.

It is December in the Red Sun World. There is only one sun in the sky during this month, and the intensity of the sun is very suitable for basking in the sun.

"Gah, that kid is looking at you again."

Ulises lay beside Richard, beneath him a chaise longue made of mycelium.

"Who, Damir?"

"Gah, that's the boy."

Since the last conversation was interrupted by the mission, Damir has never looked for Richard again, and Richard is happy and at ease.

Richard frowned slightly: "What is this guy going to do again?"

"Gah, God knows. You go over and ask?"

"Forget it."

Not far away from Richard, Damir was sorting out his thoughts during this period, trying to explain his purpose to Richard in a few words.

He took out a bottle of potion from his pocket, drank it in one gulp, and then strode towards Richard. But he had not taken a few steps before Richard suddenly appeared in the shadows before him.

"Damir, what do you want to do with me?"

Damir was stunned, why did Master Richard come here on his own? Could it be that Master Richard has been paying attention to himself!

"Master Richard, do you remember that I wanted to tell you an idea I had last time..."

Richard waved his hand and interrupted somewhat rudely: "Stop talking nonsense and go directly to the topic. What is your purpose?"

"Uh... to put it simply, I want to get academic funding from you."

"Academic aid?"

Richard was stunned for a moment. The so-called academic funding is the investment of the wizarding society. Although many wizards have good ideas, they dare not enter the plane battlefield to make a lot of money due to their own strength. Naturally, their research is in trouble because they cannot get funding support. Stagnation.

At this time, if the wizard wants to continue his research, he needs to find an academic sponsor - that is, a financial sponsor. Then tell your ideas and possible final results to academic sponsors - that is, draw a pie to attract academic sponsors to invest.

Academic sponsors often sign a contract with wizards. The sponsor will pay the wizard a large amount of magic essence in one lump sum or in batches, and the wizard needs to share the results with the academic sponsor after the research is completed.

The reason why Richard was dazed was also very simple. This kind of funding was often something that only the big wizarding chambers of commerce would do. He was a small chamber of commerce that had just been established and had only a small profit, so there was no spare money to fund others.

Moreover, Damir himself is on the battlefield. How much money will his research cost before he needs to find another academic sponsor?

"Uh, Damir, I think you are interested in our Chamber of Commerce..."

"Master, don't refuse in a hurry. You can take a look at my results first."

Damir said as he took out a metal ball with a human head from his pocket. The surface of the metal ball was engraved with dense runes, and at both ends, two magic spirits were supplying energy to the ball.

"Master, look at this."

Richard took the ball and used his mental power to explore what the metal ball was.

But this exploration made Richard's hands tremble with fright, and he almost lost his grip on the thing.

There are two highly concentrated groups of water and fire elements in this metal ball. These two elements are isolated by a thick magic barrier and no annihilation reaction occurs. But due to the concentration of the two elements inside, once a reaction occurs, both he and Damir next to him will evaporate instantly.

Richard carefully returned the metal ball to Damir and asked him to put it back into his pocket.

"Is this what you want to show me? A big bomb that uses water and fire annihilation reactions?"

Richard touched the cold sweat on his forehead and immediately called Ulises to his side with a spiritual message.

Although Damir's protection was adequate, Richard was still frightened.

"Yes, Master, this thing is beautiful." Damir said excitedly, "Master, I have found a great concentration method that can condense these two elements to an astonishing concentration. All that needs to be done next is Once you get the rune array and isolate these two elements, you can..."

"stop."

Richard raised his hand, interrupted Damir who was talking, and took out an obliteration bomb from his pocket.

"You take a look at this thing first."

Damir took the obliteration bomb doubtfully, and then a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

"This, this, this..."

Damir pointed at the obliteration bomb and couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

"This is a gadget made during my apprenticeship," Richard wrote lightly. "At that time, my rune skills were not enough, so I used solid materials to restrain it.

From the effect point of view, it is quite good, but the damage range is a bit small. "

Damir felt as if his brain was smoking. He gave up the rune array and used physical material constraints. This simple solution he had never considered in the past hundreds of years.

But this is not his problem, most wizards have path dependence on runes.

Richard took back the obliteration bomb and woke Damir up from his daze.

"But your method of condensing elements is quite interesting. How about we talk about it in detail after the war?"

Richard had never been able to find a reasonable price for the destruction bomb, and Damir's appearance gave him a new idea.

Since the cost cannot be kept down, why not try to increase the power of the obliteration bomb?