Roland and the brunette girl went up to the second floor.

When the old man saw Rolanden coming up, he smiled and said, "Boy from a foreign country, come with me."

Roland was a little strange when he saw this old man at first.

The old man was surrounded by exaggerated demonic power, even more than him. But strangely, the old man's mental power was quite messy.

There is a feeling of being divided.

Logically speaking, such a powerful magician cannot happen, because if you pull a large amount of magic power around you, you must have a stable and deep mental power.

So... this contradiction made Roland feel very strange.

The three of them entered the room. The girl Lamia served a clear soup similar to "tea". Roland took a sip and felt it was pretty good. Although it was not tea, it had a similar taste, like black tea.

The old man sat opposite Roland, and he was also looking at the front and the latter.

But his gaze has more of a scrutiny.

Roland let him stare, not anxious or impatient.

After a while, the old man stopped looking and smiled and said, "Alien, what kind of magic are you best at?"

"Elements are all proficient." Roland thought for a while and then said: "Of course, if you have to say it, it is that Fire Element Magic is best at."

Of course, I am the best at it... Once a big fireball is fired, all living beings below the legend are equal.

After being transferred to the Elemental Lord, Roland is already qualified to say that he is a big blow-up.

After he reaches lv10, he will be lower than a demigod and all living beings will be equal if he is.

This is not Roland boasts, but the fact.

Hearing this, the old man's eyes were a little disappointed, but he still said, "I am also proficient in fire magic. I am good at spelling five fireballs, which is one of the unique skills of our enchantment sect."

"Five fireballs are fired in a row?" Roland became interested: "Can you let me see the power... Forget it, you are in poor health."

The old man laughed, then coughed twice. Lamia, who had been staying next to him, immediately came up and patted the old man a few times.

"Although I'm not in good health now and can't use the Five Fireball Spell, I'll pull my granddaughter and let her demonstrate to you how?"

Lamia was a little surprised, but she looked at the old man's expression and finally nodded and agreed.

Roland was also surprised.

The girl is in a delicate body, wearing a long sword, and there is no magic element around her body. At first glance, Roland thought she was a pure agile warrior.

But can you cast spells?

The Zuze Kingdom, more than a thousand years ago, had such profound attainments in magic?

"It just so happens that the entire floor of the third floor is a magic test site."

The old man stood up and Lamia immediately stepped forward to support her.

The three of them went up to the third floor. Lamia first stroked the old man to a chair and sat down, then took out a white hairband from her robe and braided her long hair into a ponytail.

Then the whole person became pure and cool.

The old man showed a doting look on the side.

After a glance at Roland, Lamia plucked out her long sword.

Several red light patterns immediately appeared on the long sword's sword's sword.

Like the running route of some kind of spell model.

Is this...a magic sword?

Roland became more and more interested.

Half a second later, five small fireballs were generated around the magic sword at the same time, and Roland was still unable to see any magic elements from Lamia.

After another half a second, the five small fireballs flew forward at the same time, directly shattering a stone dummy.

The power is still good.

After a few seconds, the gravels moved by themselves, returned to Luffy, and then restored to the dummy just now.

Also self-healing?

Roland's eyes were illuminating.

The magic sword inscription technology, self-repair technology, and these two magic technologies are not in contact with by Roland.

More importantly, what method did Lamia use to cast this five-fireball spell without using her mental power?

Does the magic element store in the magic sword, but it doesn't look very similar?

As for the Five Fireball Spell itself... Roland is not very interested.

In essence, this is just five small fireball models that operate in parallel.

It looks very gimmick and has a visual impact, but in fact, after understanding it, it is like that.

The efficiency is far less than just sending a big fireball.

Looking at the surprise on Roland's face and the look of hunting joy, the old man nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "Ramia's five fireballs are used well. Do you want to learn? I can teach you."

"Can you teach me the technique of making magic swords? There is also the technique of automatically repairing stone statues, which I can exchange for with my own magic."

The old man almost didn't breathe.

This is not right. Shouldn’t it be the magic of greedy Wu Fireball?

Lamia also looked at Roland with a strange look on her face.

Looking at the expressions of the two, Roland thought for a while and said, "You are wrong. Although casting five fireballs at the same time seems to be very powerful, it is actually better to strengthen one magic to a higher limit within the same time."

Magic is a very profound technique. Generally speaking, only real magic masters are qualified to comment on the good and bad, good and bad of magic.

This young man looked not over twenty years old, but he dared to speak so arrogantly.

Lamia also had this view. Her eyes looked at Roland and it became a little subtle, as if she was looking at a boastful and exaggerated child.

When Roland saw their attitude, he paused and said, "I'll just say not to practice fake moves, let me do something practical."

After speaking, Roland began to condense a large fireball in his right hand.

Just now, it took Lamia more than a second to raise her sword to launching a fireball.

That's just one second.

A second later, the big fireball in Roland's hand had reached a diameter of more than one meter.

Seeing this scene, the old man's eyes almost glared out, and Lamia felt even more like a big enemy.

Because she was closer to Roland, she could feel the terrifying fireball in Roland's hand.

Then Roland threw the fireball out.

The huge blue fireball hit the wall. Although this is a magic test floor and there is a barrier similar to suppressing the power of magic, this huge fireball still makes the entire floor tremble.

The sound of the fireball explosion was like a flash of thunder in my ears, and then a violent wave of heat echoed throughout the floor, with the three of them floating around and making noises.

And the dozen dummies in front of them turned into magma in an instant, and they lost the ability to repair themselves.

There is such a powerful force in the barrier with the effect of suppressing magic. If it is outside... the old man stood up in shock, rushed to Roland like a cheetah, grabbed Roland's arm with both hands, his eyes full of fanatical light.

"What kind of magic is this?"

“How did it do it?”

"What is the maximum diameter when you cast it with all your might?"

"Teach me!"

Roland was waiting for the last sentence: "Okay, there is no problem, we can communicate with each other. I need to learn the making of swords first."

"Trade." The old man's face was flushed: "Lamia, go home first to clean up a new house. I want to share my experience in magic with this handsome Lord Tongxiao."

Lamia said worriedly: "But grandpa, your body!"

"It's okay, I can't die." The old man laughed and said, "Why do I say I'm also a Holy Magician."
Chapter completed!