Alan did not know what to do when he looked at the huge hole in the wall where the smoke curled up.
Is this my fireball?
A turquoise flame? When did my flame get this hot?
This obviously couldn't have been the work of the Arcane, so the rest of the answer came out. Kaka finished the staff! This staff, without Arcane runes, is the ultimate in Arcane strengthening!
It was only a small spark, but with the scepter of the throne, the Arcane power directly exceeds the spear! Even at McCabe, Abel's wind spear was never so powerful. Though it was a rush and a lack of effort, Abel was a great one, the Great Arcane one to come! Alan, the little Arcane, was now more powerful than he had ever been with a fireball. This was the horror of the staff!
Alan's heart warmed, but what would happen if he seriously released a fireball?
There is no doubt that... Will faint!
The so-called handsome but three seconds, super - level play Alan oil on a dizzy. Checking his Arcane energy reserves, Alan was shocked! Normally, this little fireball spell had done little to drain him, but it had depleted his reserves!
The staff's power amplification is great, but it costs just as much! If it were a bloody battle, Alan would read a great deal of any Arcane he could pick up, but when he had finished, Alan would instantly sink into fatigue, or perish! But if Alan had tried as hard as if he had no staff... There's no doubt Alan drained the energy before he even finished the spell.
Alan's head was still aching with tiredness, when he heard a sharp cry at his feet: 'Urg at me!' The worst part was that Kaka's cry also used energy resonance in his brain. Alan, who was already in so much pain, felt his brain was about to be torn apart and almost fainted!
But anyway, this time Alan is wrong Chuck, Chuck is not with Alan's collection of materials joking, but the method of Mycelin and human could not be more different. The overall effect of Kaka was much better than Alan's, and even beyond Alan's existing arcane limits!
Alan, who knew he was in the wrong, could only endure the tearing sensation of a migraine, and held Chuck in his arms to soothe him, patting and coaxed, and almost said all the good things. How before Alan's attitude is too bad, and Kaka said that a few words, is simply used a growling tone, the Kaka scared words are not easy to say, now all the truth is revealed, Kaka wronged mood suddenly burst, where is Allen a few words can persuade back?
After all this, Chuck knew that Alan was suffering from a terrible headache, so he stopped bludgeoned little Rodel with his magic voice and just kept on clattering in a normal voice, his little hands beating Alan's chest, and the surface of the mushroom was dripping with a transparent liquid of bacteria, like human tears, which are secreted when you are too upset. No matter how much Alan tried to talk him out of it, he couldn't stop. Chuck was too emotional and out of control.
'Don't cry, Kaka. Urg's wrong, all right? Alan cradled Chuck, rubbing the clattering umbrellas in one hand and wiping away the liquid bacteria that had been secreted. Too much sticky stuff made the fungus feel uncomfortable.
There was nowhere to put the scraped liquid, so Alan rubbed it on his own robes, which were wet by the time Chuck's wheezing had died down. Kaka lay still in Alan's arms, but with her head tucked away, as if she did not want to pay him any attention.
Alan's head finally stopped hurting, and his depleted energy began to build up. Still holding Chuck and patting him to reassure him, Alan looked thoughtfully at the wand on his workbench. Alan had already experienced the power of the fireball, but really, in his mind, most staffs multiplied their power by four or five times, which was very good, but Kaka's was a hundred times as good! Even if Chuck had changed his design into a toilet, Alan would have recognised it with a pinch of his nose and happily pocked it.
How strong is a fireball, which can only be used for lighting and barbecuing, turned directly into a firegun? Behind the holes in the side walls, the transparent crystals burned by the heat can't deceive, solid silicon! Instantaneous temperature is not a few thousand degrees, it is impossible to produce!
What's even more amazing is that Kaka's staff was forged, and near the most important core, there was no trace of the rune at all! There was no way to describe this as rare. It was completely unheard of and unheard of. In Alan's knowledge structure, all the mathematical Olympians had to be transmitted through the Arcane runes to function, or the Arcane had to rely on their own strength to do it!
But Kaka's random works subvert such cognitive theorems! A rune-free core that amplifies the input power ten hundred times over, not to mention the diamond and the curtain that hangs in the air outside the throne! The little Arcane had given up on any theoretical understanding of the Scepter. What he needed was a big Arcane who knew all about it and told him what it was all about!
"Kaka? 'asked Alan tentatively.
The little fellow in his arms had almost dried up the liquid on his mushroom umbrella, leaving only a few traces of liquid running through it. When Alan called him, the fluorescent mushroom raised its head reluctantly and replied with a resonant magic voice that was not strong enough: "What's the matter?"
"This staff, what is it called?"
"I don't know." 'said Chuck, rather crossly, and bowed her head again into Alan's arms and said no more.
Alan scratched his head, as if Chuck were still angry, and only half-jokingly tried to perk her up. 'I'll get it myself, then?'