If the spirit in personal attributes largely determines the amount of personal magic power, then intelligence affects the quality of magic power.
However, the threshold for that kind of qualitative change is very high, so high that most upper-level demons will find it difficult to achieve it in their lifetime.
After spending a Phoenix Tear, Mu Hua directly allocated more than 15,000 attribute points to his intelligence. He originally just wanted to strengthen his spellcasting ability, but he never expected that it would cause changes in the magic power in his body.
The magic sea is no longer the only magic storage 'organ' in the body. The magic of rune culture accumulates in every corner of the body, and these rune culture magic are like the most original source of magic.
Even without the magic core, Mu Hua has become a source of magic power in nature that is superior to most monsters. At the same time, pure magic power has also become a more intuitive attack ability in Mu Hua's hands.
Greater power and larger attack range are the enhancements that intelligence itself brings to magic.
How to say it, originally magic circles and chants were means to gather magic power, but now the magic power controlled by Mu Hua seems to contain magic circles and chants itself.
As long as it is magic that he has mastered, Mu Hua can cast magic below a certain strength with ease. Theoretically speaking, with the continuous improvement of his intelligence attributes, one day he may even be able to cast forbidden spells instantly.
And this is only the most superficial effect of this magic. If he studies it in depth, Mu Hua will be able to mimic attacks with complex attributes with his own magic alone.
Call it mimicry or creation, just like the magic mouth and magic thorn fangs that Mu Hua created before, it is like an extreme enhancement of dialogue magic.
To put it generally, faith can materialize fantasy, and this kind of qualitatively changed magic seems to have fantasy attributes, but it can only materialize, blend, adapt, and strengthen the magic that an individual has mastered, and even make the magic itself have material characteristics.
Most hell lords may not possess this kind of magic power. In the cognition of some hell creatures, this kind of magic power symbolizes the devil.
Among personal attributes, intelligence is the least obvious one in outward expression, but when it breaks through a certain limit, it once again becomes a mystery that transcends absolute power.
This kind of magic should be a part of becoming a demon king.
Mu Hua is not a demon king, he has not even reached the level of the Lord of Hell, but it must be said that with the alternative enhancement of the Tears of the Phoenix, his magic power has reached the 'quality of the demon king' in one step.
"Woodrow, you guys have built a nice place here. Who are these residents..."
Mu Hua killed the goblin general of the Black Mountain Nest, and the nearby human cities also sent a large number of troops to encircle and suppress the fleeing monsters.
When the battlefield was being restrained, the leader of Bingtu City discussed with Mu Hua about setting up a ritual array around this goblin stronghold to restrict the arrival of projection monsters, and Mu Hua did not interfere with this.
After throwing a few fire spirits into the underground cave in the mountain, Mu Hua no longer cared about the trivial matters here. Mu Hua did not take those fire spirits as his companions, and they naturally dissipated after a period of time.
However, those fire spirits are the embodiment of disaster. They can burn out new fire spirits. If there is no existence in the underground that can destroy them, I think they will wreak havoc and no living creatures will be left in the underground.
The army of Bingtu City blocked the entrances to the underground caves in various parts of the mountain and promised Mu Hua that they would help him clean up the spoils in the caves later. They left behind several black-armored skeleton generals to inspect the spoils. Mu Hua came to Bingtu City on the way and was greeted by the management there.
"Mr. Mu Hua, this place was jointly developed by a group of like-minded adventure teams. In the past, everyone traveled to different courtyards and rescued some people who were struggling to survive in some wild places."
"In the past, no one had a decent base. Now, as we are building a city and establishing our power, we have brought them all here." In the office on the third floor of the City Hall, Woodrow smiled at Mu Hua who was standing by the window and looking at the city.
Although he is called the mayor, Woodrow is essentially the lord of this city. The city has a diameter of about five kilometers and is surrounded by a city wall. Outside the city wall are some farms, communities, and factories, which together form a city with a human population of more than 30,000.
The facility is of average size, but at this stage, it is already a human gathering place with a good population in the courtyard.
"Oh? Haha, that's really good." Woodrow's words made Mu Hua look sideways. The reason for his look was not the content of his words, but his attitude.
Mr. Mu Hua? Building a city and establishing power? Is it that easy to establish power? Then wouldn't we have been living like dogs all these years?
Mu Hua looked back at Woodrow, and chuckled without showing anything unusual, but in his heart he labeled this guy as "disrespectful".
Well, no matter whether it was a test or he was really confident, Mu Hua somewhat disliked him.
This is the human-occupied area within the Goblin Kingdom. Not to mention old friends and relatives, Mu Hua can even joke and scold with ordinary adventurers.
But if it is city management like Woodrow, Mu Hua needs them to show enough respect to him.
Because this is his courtyard, at least in Mu Hua's mind, this is his courtyard. He welcomes any force to grow and develop here, but the prerequisite is that they must obey his management to a certain extent.
"The geographical location here is good. Over the years, the Dragon Brotherhood has worked hard to ensure the safety of various gathering places. This place is quite suitable for building a maintenance center."
"How about I send someone to be your subordinate? The Brotherhood's Dragon Riders have good patrol capabilities, and it would be nice to incorporate them into the security system. But in that case, you probably will have to give them some positions, haha." Mu Hua smiled as if it was a matter of course.
"This..." Woodrow frowned, his face showing a gloomy expression.
Mu Hua clearly wanted to interfere in the management of Bingtu City. In Woodrow's eyes, this meant he wanted to share the profits of Bingtu City, which made Woodrow unhappy.
"Oh, you're quite a proud fellow?" Mu Hua pretended not to notice his emotion and sneered in his heart.
It is not important to Mu Hua whether the profits are shared or not. If Woodrow knows what is in his way, Mu Hua may even invest in him and let him profit, but intervention in management is inevitable.
Thirty thousand people may not sound like a big number, but for a courtyard like this where the situation is unstable, it is indeed a huge number.
Although there is some suspicion of arrogance and bullying, but being able to attract a city of more than 30,000 people in the early stage is worthy of Mu Hua's shamelessness.
Building one's own power is not so glamorous, especially the external integration of non-direct lineage. Bullying and threats are just the most common means of making friends.
Since they are going to establish a flag in Caines, Dandelion can be generous and loyal, but he cannot. Mu Hua is gradually getting used to this.
"York, is the Adventurer's Guild going to set up a branch here? If I had known, I wouldn't have rushed to attack the Black Mountain Nest and wasted some of the mission income."
Woodrow didn't know what to say to Mu Hua for a moment, and following his gaze, Mu Hua spoke to York from the Adventurer's Guild.
"Your Majesty, you are joking. There are still many monster forces left in the area occupied by the Goblin Kingdom. I heard that all the members of the Black Crow Knights have been transferred to the chaotic border. Are you passing by, or..." York replied respectfully.
"I am just passing by, but I also plan to clean up the gathering places of monsters in the occupied area."
"It's been so many years, and this place is still a mess."
"What? Does it conflict with the Adventurer's Guild's plans and arrangements?" Mu Hua asked, shaking his head.
The Chaos Frontier is the boundary between the human-occupied area in the Goblin Kingdom and the war-torn area between the Goblin King and the Goblin rebels. All three parties are trying to expand the border, and the war over there is more intense and brutal.
"No, if Your Majesty is willing to clean up, it will definitely greatly reduce the casualties of the adventurers." York looked delighted.
"It would be best if there were no conflicts. I also want the guild's help. I plan to send some skeleton undead to deal with the monsters. The guild should issue a notice to prevent some adventurers from having unnecessary conflicts with them." Mu Hua said.
"Your Majesty, isn't the skeleton undead inappropriate?" York hesitated.
"Don't worry, they are all skeletons of the undead engraved with the mark of corpses. They are all my relatives." Mu Hua explained.
"Oh, that shouldn't be a big problem. However, if you want them to act independently, it's best to have them register with the guild." York nodded.
Seeing York being so respectful to Mu Hua, a hint of reluctance and helplessness flashed in Woodrow's eyes.
"Well, no problem. Does the Bingtu City Adventurer Branch need manpower? Many people in the Dragon Brotherhood used to be managers. Do you want me to recommend a branch chief to you?" Mu Hua said with a smile.
"Oh? We are indeed short of manpower here in Caines. If Your Majesty has suitable candidates, please recommend more."
"It doesn't matter if you are not familiar with the guild's business for the time being. We can organize some training, which will greatly promote the future development of the courtyard." Ignoring Woodrow's strange look, York said to Mu Hua with joy in his eyes.
Mu Hua thought about it and agreed, and York became even happier.
Woodrow was torn on the spot, and he kept saying "Fuck" in his heart. He had the urge to slam the table and accuse the unscrupulous person.
It was agreed, right? It was agreed just now. One said that his people would be the branch chiefs, and the other was just helping the fraternity to get the staffing.
Fuck! I'm still here! I'm still here! How come everything has changed so quickly?! (End of this chapter)
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