Chapter 553: Demonic Pool
In a short period of time, Thor thought of several ways to increase his magic power.
It's just not on a large scale.
The last time Thor obtained a large amount of magic power was in the Elf Valley, when he received the last gift from the half-elf.
The pure magic power that time directly saved him several years of time in accumulating magic power, and he was successfully promoted to a formal wizard.
If he was not an official wizard, it would be difficult for him to survive the rebellion in the Wizard Tower.
But now, without the gift from heaven, Thor can only rely on himself to find ways to increase his magic power.
Meditation alone is definitely not enough.
"At present, the method I can think of to increase the magic value is mainly to collect various pure magic materials, purify them and then absorb them. However, the disadvantage of this method is that it cannot be completely purified, and impurities will accumulate in the body. After a long time, you have to find a special way to clean it up, otherwise there will be great hidden dangers."
"You can build a magic reservoir." Camus suddenly said.
"Demon Reservoir? What is it?"
Thor had never heard of this name. Although the name was easy to understand, he felt that the method Camus proposed would not be that simple.
"The magic pool is where you collect witchcraft materials with high magic power and then extract purer magic power through four steps: catalysis, refining, filtering, and collection."
At first glance, this method sounds similar to what Thor had thought of before.
But Thor didn't say anything, he just stared at Camus quietly.
"Every step in building a magic reservoir is crucial, but the third step, filtration, is the core of the magic reservoir. The selection of filtration materials determines the pollution value of the magic you extract. Some people also call it the distortion value."
Camus' voice was as flat and unreflective as her emotions. It was like an instruction manual.
"…The best filter material is a living wizard."
"I'm afraid this kind of knowledge won't be allowed to spread?"
Camus didn't answer, but just looked at Thor like a statue.
Thor leaned on the lab table and slowly turned the beaker in his hand. "Tell me about it."
Thor built a magic reservoir on top of the wizard tower.
The entire pool was built with the materials of the wizard tower itself. The pool was cylindrical, two meters high and one meter in diameter.
Outside the magic pool, a sunshade and a concentrator were built to simulate different environments according to different experimental materials.
Thanks to witchcraft, the overall structure of the magic pool was completed in less than half a month.
The next step is to prepare various materials, catalysts and...appropriate filter materials.
After the main facilities of the magic reservoir were completed, Thor left Hermann in the wizard tower and took the others out.
Currently, the Pure Spirit Wizard Tower has entered a state of stable growth, and with the Forbidden Magic Rhine Lake outside, he can safely leave for a while.
This time, Thor was going to a place provided by the old witch. It was said that she had seen quicksand termites there.
The queen of the quicksand termite secretes a substance known as obsidian amber in the wizarding world. Obsidian amber is a very efficient catalyst with a wide catalytic range.
Sol had sold a little in the past when he was the manager of the second warehouse.
After leaving the wizard tower, he did not take the queen of the quicksand termites with him because the queen was very fragile and had to live in a complex environmental simulation instrument.
The instrument was very sophisticated and afraid of bumps, so there was no way Thor could take it on the road.
However, he still had some remaining obsidian amber on him, but for a large-scale experimental project like the Demon Reservoir, that little bit of residue was not enough.
He needed more dark amber and a sustainable channel for collecting it.
So he planned to follow the clues provided by the old witch, find the quicksand termite colony, and then move the queen ant and her offspring to the outside of Lake Rhine.
The old witch will build an anthill outside the wizard tower in advance, and when Thor comes back, she can move the entire colony of quicksand termites into it.
This was her own idea, on the condition that a portion of the obsidian amber produced by the queen ant should also be given to her.
Thor would not refuse. He also planned to send someone to move near the ant nest to guard it. It would be best if the person was the old witch.
The place where the old witch once discovered quicksand termites was not in the desert, but strangely appeared in a mountain forest adjacent to a settlement.
The forest area is not large, and it does not even cover half of the mountain, but the plants growing in it are extremely lush and tall.
People walking inside feel as small as ants.
Therefore, he was called the survivor Gulin by the people nearby.
Most of the Borderlands are uninhabited. In some areas, only a small number of powerful wizards or other powerful people live alone.
Settlements were established in very few places.
Before Thor entered the ancient forest of survivors, he went to the settlement nearby to get some information.
The settlement is not very large, but it is surrounded by high walls.
This wall looked quite old. The bricks and stones were mottled, and even some of the witchcraft arrays engraved on it were no longer effective. They were simply hung there to serve as a deterrent.
There is a mountain to the north and an ancient forest of survivors to the south. There is no shelter on the east and west sides, except for an equally weathered road that extends to the bottom of the wall and then forks and bypasses it.
The sun shines down recklessly. Although it is already autumn, it still has the power of midsummer.
Thor walked to the point where the road forked.
The path leading to the settlement was overgrown with weeds and it looked like not many people came and went.
When Thor was considering whether to go through the door or fly directly in, a series of messy metal collision sounds coming from far away attracted his attention.
Seven ordinary people in ragged clothes lined up and walked out of the survivor Gulin.
They all had shackles on their ankles.
Everyone's left foot was tied to one set of iron shackles, and everyone's right foot was tied to another set.
The eyes of the seven people were covered with black cloth.
The first held a lantern.
The light from the lantern was dim and almost invisible in the scorching sun.
"A group of people tied together, all blindfolded, yet holding lanterns?"
Thor stood there, watching them slowly walk out of the mountains and forests, their bare feet moving from the grass to the land, and then passing by him.
The men's trousers were rolled up to their knees, and mud hung from their calves to their toes.
After the last person passed by Thor, he followed behind.
The fork in the road is more than a hundred meters away from the doorway dug out of the wall.
When the first blindfolded man approached the closed beech door, the lantern in his hand went out with a "click".
The first man stopped immediately.
Then the whole team stopped skillfully.
At this time, the door opened silently a crack.
It was dark inside the gate, as if sunlight was forbidden to enter the interior of the settlement.
A huge hand was pulling at the door, widening the gap a little more, enough for someone to enter.
The lantern lit up again.
The seven people in front continued to move forward, taking the right foot first and then the left foot in tacit understanding.
Thor was still walking at the back, and even the frequency of his steps was consistent with that of the ordinary people in front.
He entered the door smoothly and looked up to see a large, almost triangular head with half of its head sticking out from behind the door panel.
His eyes were orange and as big as a round table. He had one hand on the side of the door and the other on top of the door.
He didn't look at Thor, his cloudy pupils moved little by little as he followed the seven ordinary people walking slowly on the ground.
"Gurgle."
Thor seemed to hear the sound of swallowing saliva.
The monster behind the door finally couldn't hold back any longer, and one hand opened the door and reached out to the last of the seven people.
He grabbed the man's upper body and tried to lift him up.
But as soon as he raised his arms, the shackles tied to the seven men's feet began to rattle.
The captured man was very panicked, but he opened his mouth but no sound came out. He just kept shaking his legs that could still move, trying to make the sound of the shackles louder.
“Bang!”
Suddenly, a long whip stretched out from the darkness and hit the monster's head hard.
"Don't touch my things!"
An exasperated old man's voice sounded.
(End of this chapter)
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