Lin Li was not someone who could keep still. With such a deadly weapon in his hands, was there any reason not to use it?
After a short rest, Lin Li opened up the Ring of Endless Storm again. Without even looking, he grabbed a handful of magical crystals and counted them on the forging platform. There were about a dozen or so of these magical crystals, most of which were level-four and five, with one or two level-six and seven ones.
“I’ve become so poor?” Lin Li scratched his head in disbelief.
Fortunately, there was no one in the alchemy lab. If these words went out, he would most likely be struck by lightning…
Someone who could grab a handful of magical crystals at once actually had the gall to complain that he was poor?
However, this fellow quickly accepted the reality. He had miscalculated his steps and failed to transfer the magical crystals from the hunter at an earlier time.
More than a dozen magical crystals lay on the table. Lin Li held the gold rod in his hand; after a slight hesitation, he removed the Robe of Wrath he was wearing.
The Robe of Wrath did indeed look insignificant now.
The terrific thing about the Robe of Wrath was that it could carry 30 scrolls and could be activated in an instant. For the ordinary mages, this was definitely a treasure they’d dream about. But to make it fall into the hands of a freak like Lin Li whose mana was infinite was like casting pearls before a swine. It was like giving an eunuch an erotic painting—he could see it, but there was no way he could use it…
But Lin Li had always felt it to be fitting after wearing it for so long, and never thought of replacing it. Most mage robes were as such anyway, making an issue out of the scroll space.
Besides, a few low-level magical crystals like these couldn’t really turn over any waves, so it wouldn’t hurt at all to waste them away…
Lin Li tightened his grip on the gold rod with one hand and controlled with precision the mental strength he had previously imbibed. With the stimulation of the mental strength, the source of mana at the end of the gold rod began to run. A wave of mana was slowly released from the magical crystal and flowed through the complex magic circuit, at last activating the 13 magic nodes.
At the instant the 13 magic nodes were activated, the pure ruby gave off a dazzling light as well. Lin Li extended the gold rod forward; it landed on a level-five magical crystal. In an instant, a ray of light rose from it as the magical crystal was dissolved into the purest essence of magic, leaving only a glittering halo on the gold rod.
It only took the twinkling of an eye from the stimulation of the mental strength to the completion of dissolution. It was indeed different compared to the gold rods that were used in the past. Lin Li’s mood was lifted at once; the gold rod in his hands moved swiftly, dissolving the magical crystals into pure magic essence.
After the magical crystals on the forging platform were emptied, there was a thick layer of magic essence on the gold rod. The glittering halo also seemed to have become thick and viscous.
With the change of the mental strength, the mana suddenly took a 180 degree turn, bypassing the complex magic circuit and activating the 13 magic nodes surrounding the emerald. Then, Lin Li lifted his hand, and the gold rod landed on the Robe of Wrath. A series of runes arose instantly and there was a distorted magical wave on the Robe of Wrath. By the time all these subsided, Lin Li completed his first magical enchantment in Anril.
Putting the Robe of Wrath back on his body, Lin Li could clearly feel that he was surrounded by a powerful wave of magic resistance.
Even Lin Li felt surprised at it. The power of this magic resistance was totally beyond his estimation. Usually, at least a level-fifteen magical crystal essence was needed in order to achieve such a powerful effect.
But, on the second thought, there was nothing strange about it.
The gold rod was certainly a sick item. The abyss mithril itself could strengthen magic resistance, and after being greatly enhanced by the deep silver, a low-level magic resistance attribute had been made incredibly potent by him. If the Robe of Wrath was worn out, it would probably make mages under level-five utterly depressed…
Lin Li meticulously put away the gold rod into the Ring of Endless Storm and began to envision other high-level magical enchantment. A low-level magic resistance attribute could be this sick; then wouldn’t the Dragon’s Clout and Flow of Eternal Wisdom send people to heaven?
By the time Lin Li came out of the alchemy lab wearing the enchanted Robe of Wrath, the leaders of the various forces in the guild hall had almost all dispersed.
Only a few leaders of the smaller forces still crowded around Kevin, desperately trying to pull friendship with him. Poor Kevin had been acting as an auctioneer for the whole morning and was so tired that his limbs were weak, and yet he was blocked by these leaders. This made it impossible for him to either leave or stay easily…
He seemed to have found a savior when he saw Lin Li coming out from the alchemy lab. He excused himself from the leaders in a hurry and quickly fled.
“Felic!” Kevin caught up from behind and greeted Lin Li.
Lin Li was a little puzzled. “Eh… How were those fellows willing to let you go?”
“I told them, why don’t I ask President Gerian out to discuss the details with them?”
“Pft…” Lin Li nearly choked on his saliva hearing the words out of the blue. Discussing the details with Gerian? Kevin was trying to push him into the pit of fire…
“Oh, right. Proper business at hand.” Kevin suddenly recalled halfway through the walk. “The Castellan has sent someone with an invitation, inviting Uncle Gerian to a banquet.”
“What has it got to do with me?”
“Uncle Gerian’s intention is for the two of us to go in his place…”
“Damn! Where’s he?” Lin Li knew the old fellow was up to no good upon hearing what Kevin said. He was still thinking about making Lin Li the president of the guild; if not, why would he want him to attend the castellan’s banquet?
“News just came from the Demon Fall Valley, there’s something important and they want Uncle to go over. He should almost be out of Jarrosus by now.”
“Oh?” For reasons unknown, Lin Li would recall the first time he came to the Guild of Magic and the middle-aged man who felt like a poisonous snake whenever the name of the Demon Fall Valley came up. “What happened there?”
“Seems like there’s a conflict with Shadow City. Time was tight, so Uncle Gerian did not tell me the details. He only told me to inform you of the banquet.”
“Then let’s go just this once. When is the banquet?”
“Tomorrow night.”
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