A tiny sliver of spiritual power slowly flowed out from Lin Sheng's fingertips.
With the help of the Holy Shadow.
The spiritual power was so precise that it was terrifying. It started to attach to the materials in Lin Sheng's hands, and then it started to outline the basic tremor electric shock model.
Soon, all of the materials failed.
Lin Sheng took out new materials to experiment with.
After all, this kind of experiment required very little magical power.
After dozens of experiments.
Soon, he had two materials in his hands.
These were two types of ores, one red and one black.
Using these two materials, Lin Sheng tested that the tremor electric shock used the least amount of energy.
There were many materials that could meet the requirements of the tremor electric shock. Many mages would use them to create enchanted items, weapons, and tools.
But for Lin Sheng, he needed the materials with the least amount of energy and the lowest cost.
"I also need a fine enchanted paint to lay out the circuits …"
For Lin Sheng, a normal apprentice, or even a normal mage, could only carve a spell model on an area the size of a ring at most.
But with the help of the Holy Shadow, Lin Sheng's precision could reach the size of a rice grain.
He could carve dozens or even hundreds of spell models on a ring.
This way, the only thing that limited his power was magical power.
As for the number of spell slots, he could use arcane spells to avoid it. At most, he would need to carve more circuits.
…
…
A week later.
"Junior, today is my advancement test banquet. Shall we go for a drink? "
After the morning class, Henry was on his way back when he saw Lin Sheng, who was about to return to his room with his books. He immediately went up to him and invited him happily.
"Hmm, alright. I'm going to get my advancement certificate later. Let's go together," Lin Sheng said calmly.
"Huh?"
Advancement certificate?
Henry's heart skipped a beat. He thought he heard wrong.
Maybe his junior was helping someone else get their certificate, or maybe it was something else, but the other party said it wrong …
"Yes, it wasn't easy to become an official mage. When the time comes, we might be given a batch of experimental materials. If we lack anything and need to buy extra, please take care of us, senior."
Lin Sheng took the opportunity to pull some connections.
"…" The smile on Henry's face gradually disappeared. What replaced it was confusion, confusion, and suspicion.
"Let's go, Senior Brother. Let's get our Advancement Certificate first. Don't just stand there. This is an important moment in our lives. "
Lin Sheng gave him a puzzled look and calmly walked past him.
"…"
There must be a mistake somewhere.
Henry was at a loss as he followed Lin Sheng towards the Mage's Proof.
The White Stony Forest, which had always been quiet, was now slightly livelier.
In the Mage's Proof Wooden Tower located in the core area.
In the subspace auditorium on the first floor.
More than eighty official Mages were gathered here.
Sitting in the highest position was Kain Durtman, a Level Eight Intermediate Wizard wearing a white robe with stars.
This level-8 wizard had a rather peculiar nickname in the forest — Scholar Seeker.
As long as any Mage had a research or result that interested him, no matter how big or small it was, even if the other party's level was lower than his, he would always try to understand the content of the research. He didn't care about his face at all.
This time, the certificate issuance ceremony was presided over by this person. One could imagine the outcome.
A group of Mages lined up and went forward, like a porridge shop giving out porridge, one by one.
Then, they lined up on the stage and laughed foolishly for ten seconds.
Finally, the meeting was dismissed.
The entire ceremony was over.
The entire process did not take more than twenty minutes.
An important gathering that gathered more than a hundred people.
An important event that symbolized the fourteen apprentices becoming Mages came to an end just like that.
Lin Sheng pinched his brand new Mage robe. The collar was a little stiff, but the robe with the silver star insignia was the center of attention for the apprentices.
Many passionate gazes fell on the silver star on his and the others' collars.
The ceremony was carried out very quickly and abruptly, but it also ended very quickly.
After the meeting was over, everyone left.
Lin Sheng also wanted to find Senior Brother Henry for a drink. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he looked, he could not find anyone nearby.
On the other hand, Senior Sister Lidou stood among the apprentices with red eyes, her eyes filled with desire and unwillingness.
She did not expect the Junior Brother she had just brought into the sect to pass the advancement to an official Mage so quickly.
The impact on her mind was like a thunderclap.
Although her teacher had mentioned before that Malfaria had taken many basic courses before coming here, and her uncle was a high-level Mage as high as level eleven.
As a second-generation Mage, this result was excellent, but not outstanding.
However, looking at the brand new Mage robes on the stage, Lidou's heart still ached.
"So what if he's a second-generation Mage?!" The blonde Junior Sister Cinderella could not help but mutter sourly.
She was the new Junior Sister that their teacher had taken in. It was said that she was from a non-human race, but no one knew which race she was from.
"If I had a relative who was a high-level Mage, I'm sure I would improve faster than him." The blonde girl's expression was sour. "Also, he looks like a genius on the surface, but who knows how many resources his uncle has given him? It's fake! It's all fake! This guy's future is destined to be mediocre if he relies on external resources. "
"Let's go back to study." Lidou calmly turned around and left quickly.
"I'm going too. Wait for my Senior Sister!" Cinderella followed closely behind.
A seven-year-old official Mage …
No matter how unhappy Cinderella was, no matter how unwilling Lidou was …
No matter whether Lin Sheng was a second-generation Mage or not.
A seven-year-old official Mage represented a completely different meaning.
There were monsters of this age in this world, but most of them had mysterious and powerful bloodlines. Some even had divine or legendary bloodlines.
For example, Princess Jinsui of Lanying High Tower became a level three Mage at eight and level five at twelve.
She was nineteen this year, but she was already a level twelve Mage.
Her father was a legendary Mage, and her mother was a royal. Both of them had a trace of divine bloodline.
Therefore, her terrifying talent left people speechless.
Even so, she was not the scariest one.
The Chosen of the Gods, the reincarnations of powerful demons and fairies, and all kinds of monsters were everywhere.
There were only two races in this world.
Mortals.
And Transcendents.
…
…
Kenhardt put down the magic report with a calm expression.
He rubbed his temples, which were a little tight.
As the vice principal of the Spirit Hazard College, he had a lot of work to do.
At the same time, his relationship with Princess Jinsui had deteriorated, which made many things difficult for him.
Although he was powerful and had a high position, the other party had the bloodline of the Tower Master and was also a powerful level twelve Mage. She was one of the most influential people in Lanying High Tower.
Therefore, in a direct confrontation, he was actually at a disadvantage.
"Jinsui …" Kenhardt snorted coldly and recovered. He started writing the communication spell again.
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