Originally, Salin thought that he could grasp the principle of this mageweath through continuous practice, but he didn't expect the blue electric current to consume more energy than he imagined.
Perhaps only Alchemy City could support such consumption. Salin's financial resources were limited, and he couldn't rely on such a stupid method to study the secrets of lightning.
In less than a second, he had invested more than two thousand gold coins. This was probably the fastest spending speed in history, even faster than throwing gold coins into water.
The empire's standard weight was twelve grams, so two thousand gold coins were more than ten kilograms. Even if Salin wanted to throw out more than ten kilograms of gold coins, it wouldn't be that easy.
With a sizzling sound, the blue electric current on the surface of the Hunter Spider disappeared, and black smoke rose. Salin immediately cleaned the Hunter Spider with Cleanse and held it in his hand to observe.
The core of the Hunter Spider was a crystal with Salin's Spiritual Brand, which was used to command the puppet's actions. When the blue electric current appeared, Salin's Spiritual Brand wasn't affected. This spell was partially successful. At least after adding the mageweath of the Thunder Dragon, Salin's Spiritual Power didn't suffer any damage.
The problem was that the blue electric current on the Hunter Spider was too weak. Even if it really hit Salin, it wouldn't cause him any harm. Salin didn't even need to put up a magic shield to withstand this level of electric current attack.
This was the only value of this experiment. Salin knew that he could continue to experiment, and there would definitely be results.
It seemed that he needed his own Magic Tower. Without a Magic Tower, the consumption of these experiments was too terrifying. Salin felt that even if he had a nine-story Magic Tower and became a Level Nine Magician, he couldn't afford to research this.
Continuous research would constantly consume magic cores. Even if Salin had so much money, he didn't have a place to buy so many high-level magic cores.
High-level magic cores were precious not because their attributes were many times higher than mid-level and low-level magic cores, but because their production was limited. Every year, high-level magic beasts that could be hunted were basically in the sea. High-level magic beasts on land were either difficult to deal with or almost extinct by humans. Although the Myers Continent was vast, the power of humans was too great, and their destructive power was too shocking.
The rise of every city represented the extinction of the creatures in a region.
If the nobles of a territory discovered a magical beast, they would definitely organize soldiers and hire mages to kill the magical beast. In addition to earning money, they could also protect their people from the threat of the magical beast.
Myers Continent's magical beasts gradually disappeared. Except for some places with harsh environments where humans were unwilling to go, when magical beasts appeared in other places, mercenaries and adventurers would flock to them.
For the sake of gold coins, a swordsman would risk his life to hunt creatures that were one or two levels higher than him. Traps, poisons, alchemy weapons, there was nothing he wouldn't do.
The magical abilities of the magical beasts were limited. What was left of them was only the power of their claws and teeth. How could it compare to the armor and weapons forged by the swordsmen?
Therefore, high-level magic cores could not be bought or sold with gold coins. Instead, they had to be exchanged with materials that Magicians needed. Occasionally, there would be people who were short of money, and they would auction off the Advanced Monster Cores with gold coins. The price of these Monster Cores would exceed their actual value by tens or even hundreds of times.
Alchemy City was wealthy because it guarded the sea and had warships that could resist the flow of the clouds.
If he controlled the ocean, he would be able to reap the benefits of the ocean. The number of magical beasts in the ocean had never decreased. Human activities had not affected the magical beasts in the ocean. Moreover, the area of the ocean was countless times larger than that of the land. The number of magical beasts was more than the population of the entire Myers Continent.
Salin finally understood why Alchemy City had been able to stand tall for a thousand years. What he needed to do now was the same thing. He needed to build a port here, build a fleet, control the nearby seas, and then organize manpower to obtain magical resources from the seas.
However, Salin still felt that this approach was somewhat inappropriate. What if the resources in the ocean were exhausted by humans? By then, wouldn't the power of humans become weaker and weaker?
In ancient times, there were countless magical materials on the Myers Continent. No one would be embarrassed by the lack of materials when cultivating. And on the current continent, only a few Magicians had the conditions that Rex had. The rest were often unable to reach the stage of Magic Shooters before their lifespans were exhausted.
Rex wanted everyone to understand the mysteries of magic, but in reality, the number of people who would eventually become Magic Shooters would still be the same as now. This was because the Myers Continent could only support so many Magic Shooters.
But this thought only flashed in Salin's mind for a moment. He did not think about it deeply. No matter what happened in the future, he could not give up his path of magic cultivation.
If he could become a Magician like Rafael in the future, he could also create a world and cultivate countless magical beasts in that world. Maybe that was what Rafael wanted to do?
If one wanted to get something, one must pay the same price. This sentence was too reasonable. Magicians obtained the power of magic and countless knowledge at the cost of gradually turning the Myers Continent into a wasteland. Sooner or later, the Myers Continent would become a place like that Half Bitwall, devoid of vitality.
The Witcher Spider released a blue electric current and was slightly damaged. Fortunately, the mageweath refined by Ainphent's parents was of a high enough level. This time, the body structure of the Witcher Spider was not damaged, and the natural mageweath in the spider's carapace remained unchanged.
But Salin could no longer carry out a second experiment. If he did it again, the Witcher Spider would really be destroyed. Although this electric current could not attack the enemy, it could affect the elemental structure. The most precious thing about the Witcher Spider was its stable structure, which had the ability to repair itself.
"Master, the Thunder Dragon has left." Neris' excited voice came, and Salin immediately rushed to the cockpit. The magic image in the magic array was gray, and only the silver light left by the Thunder Dragon in the cave could be seen.
"How long has the Thunder Dragon left?" Salin did not see when the Thunder Dragon left, and he did not dare to enter the cave immediately. In case this guy suddenly came back and blocked him inside, he would not be able to escape again.
"Just left."
"Wait a little longer." Salin did not want to take risks. Although this kind of magical beast had no intelligence, it still had some survival tricks. No one could guarantee that the Thunder Dragon did not make a deceptive move and was lying in ambush nearby.
He had only stayed in the alchemy ship for less than two days. The Thunder Dragon should have eaten its fill when it came back from the last hunt. Magical beasts were different from ordinary animals. After eating once, they would not be hungry for three to five days.
In extreme cases, some insect-type magical beasts could even go a year or two without eating. The alchemy ship Salin was in now came from the carapace of the Coiled Turtle. The Coiled Turtle was also a magical beast that could go a year or two without eating. No one knew the characteristics of the Thunder Dragon.
"Master, this Thunder Dragon is so strong, it must eat frequently." Neris tempted Salin. She had a special feeling that the Thunder Dragon had indeed left, and was not lying in ambush. This was her demon instinct.
"How do you know?" Salin did not believe in instinct, he believed in reasoning.
Neris certainly knew Salin's character. She smiled and said to Salin, "The stronger you are, the more you eat. You can see it from Sid."
Salin was choked by Neris's answer, but he thought it made sense. There were no living creatures near the Thunder Dragon's residence. They were either scared away or eaten by it. This guy's appetite was not small. What Neris said made sense.
Sid's strength was great, comparable to Neris's. And Sid's three meals a day were indispensable. If he ate less, it would affect Sid's mood and fighting strength.
Most magical beasts on land were like this, so the Thunder Dragon must be the same.
"Let's wait for another hour. If the Thunder Dragon really went out to hunt, it will be very far away in an hour. It won't be able to rush back immediately."
"Alright." Neris pursed her lips and didn't argue with Salin. Anyway, the Thunder Dragon left and would not come back for a while.
The two stared at the magic image in the magic circle. The edge of the pitch-black hole flashed with silver light. Even without the help of magic, a small bright spot could be seen from a mile away.
"A light that can penetrate the darkness. This color is the same as the color of the Thunder Dragon's body. I read that the slime secreted by the Thunder Dragon has this attribute. " The six level-three mages stopped meditating and training. They also came to the magic circle and looked at the magic image.
The hole the Thunder Dragon came out of was more than two meters wide. When the Thunder Dragon came in and out, its body would inevitably touch the stone wall. After a long time, the slime would seep into the stone wall.
"Is this thing valuable?" Salin asked a crucial question.
"Very valuable, right? A fingernail-sized lump of slime can be exchanged for more than ten high-level magic cores."
"Oh? Why is it so valuable? What other special attributes does it have? "
The mages on Serrig Island did not hide anything from Salin. Salin was Jason's student. In their eyes, Salin was one hundred percent one of their own.
It turned out that the Thunder Dragon had never been captured alive, but the mages were able to obtain its remains. These remains were usually hunted by humans tens of thousands of years ago. The Thunder Dragon's bones could not withstand the erosion of time like other magical beasts. They would usually start to decay after three to five hundred years.
However, the Thunder Dragon's skin would petrify after its death. The petrified skin of the Thunder Dragon would have a thin layer of hard secretion on its surface. This material had a special attribute. When added to any kind of magical equipment, it would immediately increase the stability of the equipment. It would also make it easier to make magical equipment.
"Magic Stabilizing Potion?" Salin remembered this item. Many alchemists were also magic potion masters. They could use high-level magic potions to increase the efficiency of alchemy.
"No, it's the Stabilizing Potion." A mage explained to Salin.
The price of the Stabilizing Potion was ridiculously high. This was because one of the ingredients in the potion was the hard lump formed from the secretion of the Thunder Dragon's remains. Humans could no longer hunt the Thunder Dragon. The more this thing was used, the less it would be used. The naturally dead Thunder Dragon's remains were all in the deep sea. With the strength of humans, they could not dive that deep to explore.
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