Vol 2 Chapter 25: Magic ring

　　 Horn sat on the musty bed and meditated for a while, and just condensing this unsightly ring took a lot of his magic.
　　 Don’t think that thunder smelting is only a second-level magic, but this magician is constantly running. Although he consumes much less mana when casting thunder and lightning spells than other spells, it still consumes.
　　 The magic power was restored, and Horn was about to continue production.
　　 With the basic prototype of the props, the next step is to portray the magic circle on this ring.
How to portray 　　, do you want to paint it?
　　 Horn carefully used the blood of Warcraft to draw a magic circle of fireball on the ring, and then began to try to see if it could release fireball.
　　 Magic power was input into the ring, and then the spell was silently recited. A fist-sized fireball condensed on the front end of the ring out of thin air.
　　 There was a smile on his dirty face, he made it! It's that simple!
　　 Then the small fireball turned into a puff of blue smoke and disappeared in front of Horn.
　　 Horn’s smile froze, what happened?
　　 He picked up the ring and looked at it. The original crimson color of the magic circle painted by the blood of the monster has become dim, and it has no effect of transmitting energy at the beginning!
　　 Is it the effect of low-level monster blood? Then try to replace it with advanced monster blood?
　　 When replacing the blood of the only Level 3 monster he bought, Horn discovered the second drawback of his ring!
　　 The magic circle he had carefully portrayed before was wiped away by a rag!
　　 is gone!
　　 Then, even if it is replaced with high-level monster blood, even if the color doesn’t fade, doesn’t it disappear by accident...
　　 This time Horn didn’t bother to draw the magic circle on the small ring, but directly drew one on the table.
　　 He controlled the magic with one hand to wash away the traces, and the other hand released a high-temperature broil. After only a short while, the blood of this three-level beast faded and lost its effect.
　　 So now the blood of Warcraft is completely useless.
　　 He needs to find materials to replace the blood of Warcraft. The role of Warcraft blood is to conduct magic power well, which can make the magic circle operate normally.
　　The role of Thunder Silver is more to withstand the release of magic power. It can be a good carrier for magic props, but it is not enough for the magic circle to start normally.
　　 Horn has tested all the materials he has purchased, and there is no one that is comparable to Thunder Silver, let alone the blood of Warcraft.
　　 Among the materials of the North Wind Sacred Artifact mentioned by Uncle Short, there should be a kind of material that can transmit magic power. Horn put his eyes on a super precious material called Arakawa Kobelco.
　　 This kind of material, even if it's just a bit of Horne, can't afford it, but there are a lot of them on this North Wind Holy Artifact.
　　 So Horn's North Wind Hallows started testing.
　　 To his disappointment, this metal may have a fairly good transmission effect on divine power and mana, but it is not effective for Horn's mana.
　　 can even be called a hindrance!
　　 This shows that most of the holy artifacts of the gods cannot be used by wild witches! So if Horn doesn't create a tool that belongs to the magician, he may suffer a bit from facing those people in the future!
　　 It is impossible to make useful magic items based on ideals alone. Horn walked out of the hotel for the second time to the trade zone to find suitable materials, while searching for the brain is still running fast.
　　 Is there a way to keep the blood of Warcraft from evaporating? If it can be done, there is no need to look for a substitute for Warcraft blood.
　　 Suddenly Horn recalled a time when he was a child with old Douglas.
　　 Old Douglas stood by the stove to boil the steamed buns. He pointed to the steaming pot and said:
　　 "Horn, do you know why there is less and less water in the pot?"
　　 Little Horn tilted his head and thought for a long time and said, "It's too hot, they are all burnt! It's like burning wood, it will turn into ashes after the fire is finished!"
　　Old Douglas touched Horn’s head and smiled and said:
　　 "Then why do you say why the water becomes less when the pot is covered?"
　　 Little Horn contemplates hard to understand.
The frowning Horn suddenly stood up and said excitedly: "The water did not disappear, but turned into steam! When the lid was covered, the steam turned into water droplets and dropped into the pot when it was cold, disappearing naturally slowly! I thought of how to portray the magic circle!"
　　 If painting on the outside doesn’t work, just paint on the inside!
　　……
　　 This is the tenth day Horne began to study magic items.
　　 The unkempt Horn painted a small groove of the magic circle on the ring surface of the ring. The groove alone was tired and he almost collapsed.
　　Horn was exhausted physically and mentally by performing such meticulous operation through thunder smelting technique.
　　 Take a rest Enoch, he carefully poured the blood of the level three monster into the groove, and the experience of many failures told him that the amount of blood poured should not be more or less.
If there is too much 　　, blood will ooze out when sealing the groove, causing the magic circle to deform.
If 　　 is missing, as long as the ring is shaken slightly, the uneven blood in the groove will make it impossible to release magic.
　　 If it weren't for Horn's energy different from ordinary people, he would have been tired and lay down.
Finally, he filled the grooves and observed from all directions for a long time before confirming that the amount of blood was just right~EbookFREE.me~ Then he carefully covered the lightning silver on the magic circle without leaving behind. The next crevice.
　　 At the moment he finished, Maman City, which was still sunny and clear, immediately became gloomy, and an obscure will descended on Maman City!
　　 It seems that endless energy is condensed above Maman City, and everyone who lives in Maman City feels a strangely depressed atmosphere!
　　 Even the dogs on the street dare not bark!
　　 In the temple of the of wealth in the center of Maman City,
　　 Pope Mars's complexion suddenly changed, a huge pure golden eye split on his chest, staring at the sky firmly.
　　 There are complex and contradictory emotions such as anger, resentment, guilt, fear and respect under the infinite power of the eyes.
　　 at this time, this place,
　　 on the top roof of the temple,
　　 A man in a black robe like Horn's black robe shook his head at the sky.
　　 The cloud formed by the huge energy in the sky dissipated directly!
　　 At the same time, a strange energy continued to flow into the ring that Horn was making at the moment from an unknown place, but Horn felt nothing.
　　 As the energy fluctuations dissipated, the sky above Maman City was clear again, as if nothing had happened!
　　The golden eyes slowly closed, Pope Mars half-kneeled on the ground and gasped.
　　 God just now,
　　 has descended on him!
　　 The man in black on the top of the temple slowly dissipated from the soles of his feet, and finally reached his head.
　　 Under the dark hood, there is a mask with a gentle smiling face!
　　He is the smiling face that separated from Horn in the city of Lien before!