Chapter 217: Burst Staff!
Chapter 217 Explosive Staff!
Levi stood before a full-length mirror.
Gazing at the crystal shield upon his body within the reflection.
The invisible armor was no longer confined to the form of plate mail.
Once the thirty-six crystals were separated, they could form various shapes of protection.
Concentrating all defensive power into a crystal wall before him.
A crystal sphere enveloping his entire body.
They could also manifest individually.
And most importantly, the charge stance, where twenty-eight hexagonal crystals wrapped around him, forming a bullet-shaped shield.
The remaining eight hexagonal crystals assembled behind him to form propulsion nozzles.
Maximizing burst speed and flight velocity.
Tested within the dream realm.
Maximum flight speed rose from the original six hundred seventy meters per second.
Up to eight hundred meters per second.
Swift as thunder!
Flying at full speed, few spells could catch up to his footsteps.
Looking at himself in the mirror, he satisfiedly retracted the crystal armor on his body.
Thirty-six crystal shields.
Capable of withstanding at least thirty-six attacks from third-tier spells.
Levi was deeply shocked by his current defense.
The cost was equally immense.
To condense thirty-six crystal shields required consuming his entire mana pool eight times over.
Without the Fire Spirit Bead necklace, merely condensing these shields would take him a day or two.
Levi lowered his head to glance at the Fire Spirit Bead necklace.
Worried somewhat that the energy inside had been consumed too much.
After checking, he found these losses were but a drop in the bucket for the Fire Spirit Bead.
Within the Fire Spirit Bead gathered the energy dissipated by a volcano over hundreds of years.
Levi had worried too early.
At least so far, he lacked the ability to exhaust the power within the Fire Spirit Bead.
Six days had passed since Levi handed the materials over to Trotska.
Only then did he receive his message.
Arriving at Trotska's forge house.
"Please, let me see the Master, I truly have something very important."
"Sorry, my father has no time to take orders recently."
Willie blocked a nobleman at the doorway.
Seeing Levi approach, he said, "You are here, my father waits for you inside."
Levi glanced at the nobleman at the door, nodded to Willie, and walked into the room.
The nobleman watched this scene, revealing an expression of surprise.
He looked deeply at Levi once more.
The nobleman looked at Willie, asking, "Who is he? Why can he enter to see the Master?"
Willie glanced at him, too lazy to bother with him.
"Goodbye, no need to see you off."
Willie turned directly to enter the door, closing the main gate.
The nobleman watched the tightly closed door, his face freezing.
Helplessly turning to leave.
Yet Levi's figure echoed within his mind.
"Just what kind of person is he?"
Levi met Trotska, looking left and right, asking, "Where is my staff?"
Trotska lifted a red cloth, saying, "Right here."
"This is the staff specially forged for you."
Levi looked at the strangely shaped staff before him, showing hesitation.
"Is this really a staff? Not a mace?"
Trotska smiled, "Why would I lie to you?"
He picked it up and handed it to Levi.
"Try it."
Levi took the staff.
The staff did not resemble a staff at all.
The lower half was a long pole handle, the upper half a tetrahedral assembly like a spiked mace.
Infusing mana, he found the mana transmission was extremely smooth.
Spell casting speed increased considerably.
He cast a normal fireball spell.
A fireball flew out, soaring to the sky, exploding in mid-air. "Hmm, power amplification is estimated to reach fifty percent."
Trotska said, "Accurately speaking it is 55%, this staff can increase your spell power by 55%."
"Because using mithril and some special materials, it can roughly accelerate casting speed by 20%, specifics depend on the user."
"The staff has another special function, try activating the runes on the upper end with mana."
Levi followed Trotska's words, activating the runes with mana.
The upper half of the staff lit up with light, extending and growing larger.
Finally, the staff transformed into a huge square star hammer over three meters long.
The hammer body was composed of energy.
Swinging it did not feel heavy at all.
Li Wei was speechless, waving the Star Hammer.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The grip felt quite nice.
Trotska smiled and said, "Satisfied?"
Li Wei felt embarrassed and said, "This is a bit too exaggerated; those who don't know might think I'm a berserker."
Trotska said, "Isn't that just perfect?"
Li Wei withdrew his mana, and the staff returned to normal.
"What is this staff called?"
Trotska said, "I named it the Burst Staff."
"When the staff turns into a hammer, it looks like the front end has burst open."
Li Wei wiped away non-existent sweat, gave an awkward laugh, and said, "It's pretty good."
"How much?"
Trotska said, "The Burst Staff is a Tier 3 exquisite staff. Some mithril remained during processing, offsetting some of the processing fee."
"Calculated out, you still owe me about five hundred gold coins."
Li Wei took out five hundred gold coins and handed them to Trotska.
These coins were exchanged from selling more than a dozen Tier 2 magic cores he had obtained last time.
Trotska put away the money and said, "You really are wealthy!"
"Your master truly treats you well."
Li Wei smiled but did not explain.
Trotska thought it was money given to him by Toleiska.
He did not know that all this money was earned through Li Wei's own hard work.
Putting the Burst Staff into the space ring.
Li Wei then bid farewell to Trotska.
Just as he returned to the Mage Tower, Gu Ze came to find him.
"Teacher, is there something wrong?"
Li Wei asked seeing Gu Ze rushing over.
Gu Ze said, "Bass has arrived, I estimate I will leave with them soon."
"Tonight I will take you to meet Bass."
Li Wei said, "Good."
His heart also stirred slightly.
Bass has come, can those stolen goods in his hand be sold off?
The traveling merchant caravan of the Treasure Pot Guild should be returning soon.
Li Wei couldn't help but look forward to the royalties he had been waiting for for half a year.
Just spent a large sum of money, now short on funds.
In the evening, Gu Ze treated Bass to dinner at the Laifu Gourmet Restaurant to welcome him home.
"Uncle Bass, long time no see."
Gu Ze greeted Bass enthusiastically.
The two even hugged.
Bass looked a bit fat, but looking closely, one would find he wasn't fat, but rather robust.
Although his belly was big, his limbs were thick and strong.
One could tell he wasn't that kind of stout middle-aged man full of belly fat with a weak body.
Bass looked at Li Wei standing aside and asked, "Who is he?"
Gu Ze smiled and said, "This is my student, Li Wei."
Li Wei greeted, "Good evening, Uncle Bass."
Bass sized Li Wei up a few times, smiling and said, "Could you be that genius mage from Maple Leaf City?"
Li Wei smiled, "It is me."
Bass patted Gu Ze's shoulder, laughing loudly, "Not bad! You can cultivate such an amazing student, truly impressive!"
Gu Ze hurriedly said, "This has little to do with me, it's all because Li Wei himself has high talent."
"Don't be modest."
"Uncle Bass, sit down, you must be hungry after traveling all day."
"Waiter, bring the dishes quickly."
(End of Chapter)
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