Chapter 106: Come back home

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　　"Weapon: The Cold of Ebony.
　　
　　 Ebony Chill: Legendary two-handed staff. This legendary staff was once owned by Alodi, the original guardian of Tirisfal. During his hundred years as a guardian, he has taken this staff into the battlefield against the Burning Legion countless times. There have been countless popular stories and legends.
　　
　　Special effects: [Frost Master] can double the release speed, range, and power of the holder's frost magic according to the holder's strength, and at the same time, it will slightly increase the arcane and flame magic. "
　　
　　 Aristophanes looked at the extremely simple weapon introduction and closed the system interface.
　　
　　He then tried to release the basic spell Frostbolt. With the addition of the cold of Ebony, he barely consumed any secret energy and condensed five Frostbolt in one breath.
　　
"Is this the true strength of the legendary weapon? The ice spell manipulation ability has obviously gone up a step!" Aristophane said while easily turning the five ice arrows into a stream of ice around him, and then again Condense it into a spinning ball of frost, and then into various large and small animals and plants, and finally disappear into the air.
　　
　　 He then put the Ebony Cold on his desktop and began to study its production materials and runes.
　　
　　 After he left, the hall of the Tirisfal Council became noisy, and the alternate members sitting on the periphery were whispering to each other, discussing what kind of weapon Uzarus was.
　　
　　Scavill discusses the seal and preservation of Usalus with several formal members sitting at the round table.
　　
"I think we can find a secret place to study Uthalus, so as to better attack the demons." Master Daniel took the lead to speak, "After all, it is a legendary weapon of demons, and we have also paid for an artifact. It would be too wasteful to simply seal it."
　　
　　 "Then how do we study it? Except for Scarvell, none of the remaining mages of us can connect to it." Another dwarf mage said.
　　
　　 "It's up to our guardian." Daniel said as he looked at Scarwell, who was lost in thought.
　　
"Ah, Mage Daniel, I think I understand what you mean, but I don't know what to exchange? He is from Quel'Thalas, and ordinary spells can't seduce him. I am afraid he is even better than us with strange spells. Many." Scarwell smiled bitterly.
　　
　　 "It's up to you to discuss with him. You can get Master Ai Anis. They are of the same race and they should have more common language."
　　
At this time, the debate among the wizards on the stage intensified. A gorgeously dressed wizard seemed to quarrel with others and directly stood up and asked the official member of the Tirisfal Council sitting around the stage: "Scarville, you How dare you hand over Lord Alodi’s weapon to an outsider? Is it approved by parliamentary vote?"
　　
　　 Scarvell raised his head and looked at the mage after hearing the words, he was a middle-aged human with typical characteristics of the Alterac Kingdom. He was not polite, and directly mobilized his own mental and magical powers and pressed the past: "Jacoposiani, who gave you the courage to ask you to question me in this tone? Huh?"
　　
　　 The gorgeously-dressed human mage felt a mountain-like thick magic power coming from all directions, and his face changed. He quickly activated the shield on his body, mobilized his mental power and magic power, and tried to withstand Scavill's attack.
　　
　　 However, it was of no use. In the eyes of the onlookers, Jacoposiani’s magic power was like a lake, while Scarvell’s magic power was like an endless sea. The two were not of the same magnitude at all.
　　
　　 Yacobo feels like a small boat floating on the sea, a huge figure standing in the sea, with a huge palm flapping back and forth, the sea is rough and the wind roars, and his boat will capsize if he is not careful.
　　
　　 His forehead was quickly filled with sweat, his face gradually turned pale from rosy, and blood even shed from the corners of his mouth.
　　
　　 "Okay, Scarvell, stop, I believe Mage Jacopo has realized his mistake." The old Archmage Daniel patted the guardian's arm.
　　
　　 Scarville looked at Jacopo who was trying his best to resist, and slowly withdrew the magic power he had released, and the wizards present also took a breath.
　　
　　 The guardian looked around with the sealed box, looked at their fearful expressions, and then said loudly, "Then who has an opinion?"
　　
　　 A group of mages shook their heads, and they all expressed that they obey the guardian's decision.
　　
　　 "If that's the case, then the meeting will be over!" After that, Scarwell took the lead to go out.
　　
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　　Night, Aristophanes is writing his research report on the cold of ebony.
　　
"Summary: As a very famous legendary weapon, Ebony Cold is promoted outside of reason, but it is also expected. Outside of reason means that its forging materials are very common, and at best it is an excellent grade of cold maple. The wand body, the ordinary mithril base, a large arcane crystal; as expected, it means that these ordinary materials have been forged at the master level, plus an arcane infusion of a great magister left in history, and The subsequent use and maintenance of countless outstanding wizards allowed it to successfully advance and enter the legendary level, and there is also the possibility of continuing to evolve."
　　
　　 After he finished writing, he looked at the staff floating beside him, the cold of ebony exuded a faint purple light, which appeared beautiful and mysterious.
　　
　　 "Aristophanes, are you asleep?" A voice came from outside the door.
　　
　　 The wizard mage stood up and opened the door, welcoming Scarwell in: "Why are you here?"
　　
　　 "I'll discuss something with you." Scarvell saw the Ebony Cold following him at a glance.
　　
"Well, we want to study the sickle, but it is difficult to resist the whisper of the soul." Scarvell didn't want to deceive Aristophanes, but said directly, "So can you teach us your brain-blocking spell? ?"
　　
　　 Aristophanes thought that something very important made him look for himself so late.
　　
　　 "You want Occlumency," Aristophane said.
　　
　　 "Yes," Scarwell nodded. "We can exchange, spells and books."
　　
　　 Scarvell said that, Aristophanes remembered one thing, maybe they can really help.
　　
　　 "I can give you Occlumency, or I can give you some research ideas and results about Uthalus." The wizard mage said directly.
　　
　　 "Then what do you want?" Scavill was not very happy. He knew that Aristophane must have what he wanted.
　　
　　 "Do you know the wizard Maitri?"
　　
"Metry?" Scarvell was stunned, "Of course I know, he left a lot of scrolls, laying the foundation of modern magic. His notes contain a lot of his own magic, and the human wizard still Continue to learn from Metry’s knowledge. Successfully casting the spells in his scroll is an important milestone for the young apprentice’s practice and an important means of judging the apprentice’s qualifications."
　　
"It's like this. I got a few Meitri's scrolls before. This is a series. It records a summoning spell. I think Tirisfal, as an ancient spell-casting organization, should have news of this set of scrolls? "
　　
"You are talking about Maitri's scroll of summoning?" Scarwell frowned. "Indeed, the Council of Tirisfal does have a few in its collection, and I also know where the remaining scrolls are, and in "On Ancient Magic and How The book "Preventing the Mage from Destroying the World" contains a detailed record of the life of the Mage Maitri and the terrible summoning creature. But according to our speculation, this summoning circle has a very high level of magic power and mages. It's difficult to summon him in a short time, are you sure you want this?"
　　
　　 Aristophanes nodded: "I want this, it's okay, I'm not in a hurry to summon him, I just want to study that peculiar dimension of space."
　　
　　 "That's it." Scarwell stood up, "Tomorrow I will bring you those scrolls, and you will give us the results of the Occlumency scroll and sickle research."
　　
　　 At noon the next day, Scarvell knocked on Aristophanes’ door with a space bag.
　　
　　 "Hey, here are the four scrolls of Merrill's summoning and a book of "On Ancient Magic and How to Prevent Mage from Destroying the World". There are other scroll news in it. You can read it yourself."
　　
Aristophane took it and checked it to be correct ~EbookFREE.me~ also handed Scarvell four magic scrolls: "The red one is the principle of Occlumency, the blue one is the spell and the magic circle, two The green one is my analysis of Usalus."
　　
　　Scavill first opened the green scroll, looked at the dense magic circle written on it, and couldn't help nodding.
　　
　　 "This journey is really rewarding for me, but it's time to leave." Aristophanes said to the guardian who was watching the scroll.
　　
　　 "Is it so urgent?" Scarville asked.
　　
　　 "I counted the time, this year's Landing Festival is coming soon, and it happens to be the 500th anniversary of my adoptive father's and adoptive mother's marriage. I have to go back and celebrate for them.
　　
　　 "Well, then I won't stop you." Scarvell closed the scroll and hugged the wizard wizard in front of him.
　　
　　 "Well, remember to come to Quel'Thalas to find me if you have a chance. I will stay at home for the next few years."
　　
"no problem!"