Chapter 74 - Putting in a long line to catch a big fish

The old man watched carefully, his eyes flickering radiantly from time to time, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"It's an interesting giant dragon."

He whispered softly to himself, his words sounding extremely amiable and calm.

Re-rolling the sheepskin scroll slowly, a flame appeared out of thin air and burned the scroll out in a few moments.

The old man sat back down at the wooden table and wrote on a piece of white paper.

"Put in a long line and drop a big fish."

The white paper then emitted a blue glow and disappeared into the void.

The old man resumed his silent reading ...

In this way, a month later.

Outside the green forest.

On the sparse grass.

A group of spell casters, Orcs and Elves all gathered together, watching the dragon in front of them.

The dragon opened its mouth and a fiery red glow flickered in its mouth as a ball of flame quickly coalesced and flew towards the distant meadow!

Pang!!!

The moment the ball of fire touched the grass it burst into flames, scattering into dozens and hundreds of small flames that engulfed the surrounding 20 to 30 metres.

The flames continued until they dried up the grass, revealing a pitch black ground.

"Nice improvement, I could clearly feel the magic power in my body surging and pooling into it as I condensed the fireball.

The fireball was also much more powerful than usual this time, it should have been close to the power of a 4th ring spell.

But the speed of coalescence was a little slower! The speed of the fireball launch was also slow, but overall, it was a bit stronger than those previous wasteful creations.

Well done! I remember your name is Arumu?"

The giant dragon rubbed the scales on its chin and turned its head to look at a spell caster who was almost forty years old on one side and said.

This spellcaster smiled and immediately revealed a pleased look and said.

"Dear Lord Rand! I owe this improvement to the help of many of my colleagues! If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have been able to do it alone!"

His expression was full of pride and confidence.

He was the fifth spellcaster to submit an improved spell, and the one with the best results.

Originally, he was not much of an outstanding one among all the spellcasters, but he had joined forces with other equally ordinary spellcasters to work on it, which made him leap to the top of the crowd for the time being with his improved results.

"Not bad though! But it's not quite what I expected it to be.

If no one can surpass you in this achievement, I will give you a portion of Gintal as a bonus first!"

"Thank you! Generous dragon!"

The caster gave a satisfied smile.

The other spellcasters showed a hint of envy.

"Hey, hey, hey! Is this even good? It looks so weak! Honestly, Rand you don't even need to bother learning such spells! Nowhere near as good as your spit.

That said, it took a month to make such a thing, these humans are too incompetent, aren't they?"

But that was when a different voice emerged, the little female dragon looking at the spellcaster with contempt.

She was a pure, red dragon who revered her own power and was not really interested in spells or anything else.

This caused some embarrassment to the spellcasters on one side.

But in their hearts they were also secretly angry.

This little dragon boy, what is this? Why is his mouth so foul?

What do you mean we're incompetent? You are powerful, you won't do it yourselves? And you have to pay us?

The little black dragon grinned as he did not seem to care much for such spells.

Rand glanced gently at the little she-dragon's stupidity.

She realised that she had said the wrong thing and backed away in silence, turning on her stealth mode.

One by one, the spellcasters continued to submit their work, but one by one, they were not even as good as Arumu.

This was slightly disappointing to Rand, but not unacceptable.

At least it proved that spellcasters with a little bit of talent, gathered together, did have some use.

Perhaps given some more time, two years if not a year, five if not two, then ten.

And then he could work out the spells he needed?

As a gargoyle, he had a long life span and could afford to wait.

In his mind he was ready to accept defeat.

"Lord Rand! Try mine next!"

A voice snapped him back to reality.

Rand glanced at him, with his messy looking somewhat yellow hair and plain blue mage robes.

This guy, wasn't he the one called Amos, the spellcaster with some guts?

Rand was impressed with him.

He casually took the other man's paper and viewed it.

The more he looked at it, the more interested he became.

The spell model that this guy had modified was obviously a great action, actually modifying the original fireball spell, which only had 189 nodes, to a full 287 nodes.

It was a full 30-40 nodes more than other spell casters.

However, overall, there were still some commonalities with the other spell models.

This made it easy for him to coalesce the spell model in his mental sea.

Afterwards, he began to experiment.

In the open mouth of the dragon, along with a gentle inhalation, a stream of crimson ions surged and a fireball rapidly expanded until it reached one metre in diameter and shot out!

Boom!!!

Hundreds of metres away, the fireball hit the ground and instantly scattered into countless flames, completely covering at least 60 to 70 metres around!

The raging sea of fire burned up the thin grass and turned the ground red.

Seeing this scene, the spell caster named Arumu's face changed greatly.

"Not bad!"

Rand's eyes lit up as he commented on this.

"Your improved spell, in terms of performance, can be said to far surpass Arumu's! Not only is it more powerful, enough to be compared to a 5th ring spell, but the casting speed, the flight speed of the fireball, is also much faster!

Did you do this all by yourself?"

Rand asked, somewhat amazed.

"Yes! Lord Rand, it was all done by me alone." Amos slightly bowed and smiled.

It looked like he was in an extremely good mood.

Snapping ...

The Rand stood, a pair of forelimbs tapping gently.

"That really took the dragon by surprise, one man, did what several of Arumu's men together couldn't do, to coin a phrase.

You ... are a genius! That's great!"

"Thank you for the compliment! Sir Rand!"

"But ... this is far from satisfying me! Amos!"

"Of course! This spell actually still has a lot of modifications to make, it's just that it was rushed and what is currently presented to you is still an unfinished product."

"Oh? Not bad! Not bad! Although I don't know how your finished product will be, I will also make a few requests.

If you can do all of them, I will not be stingy with your reward!

Firstly, a fireball combined with a dragon's breath should not have a cap! Can you understand that?

It should have infinite possibilities as the magic builds up! Infinite power!

You can think of ways to make the magic stack up, to increase it.

And when it explodes, don't you think the impact is too weak?

In my opinion, this is something that could perhaps be leaned towards the Inferno Blast.

Use a flaming blast and deal double damage to the enemy!"