Dual Blade Magician from Another World

Chapter 189 Storage Bracelet

After inlaying the magic core, the elder seemed to have only done a trivial task. He looked at the ring bracelet again and again with greater satisfaction.

Finally, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Boy, I've been studying forging for most of my life. Although I'm not very talented in engraving magic patterns, this is the first time I've seen the magic patterns you've engraved in my life. Can you explain it to me, an old man?"

Ashura usually doesn't like people calling him "kid" because he feels that the other party is taking advantage of him by taking advantage of his age.

But the old man in front of him called him kid, and he didn't get angry at all.

He quickly replied, "Senior, I actually copied this magic pattern. It was my first time carving it, but luckily I succeeded. As for whether there is anyone else in the world who can carve this magic pattern, I don't know!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the onlookers exclaimed in surprise. This poor-looking boy turned out to be a magic pattern engraver?

He actually carved an unborn magic pattern?

How can this be?

Everyone thought so.

A magic pattern engraver needs extremely high talent to achieve success. Even the great elder can only reach the entry level because he is not a magician and has limited mental power.

There is an outstanding magic pattern engraver outside who is the object of every family's competition to win over, and is deeply respected and treated with courtesy by everyone.

But this boy turned out to be a magic pattern engraver, which was unacceptable to those young talents who thought highly of themselves.

They have no idea what kind of existence a magic pattern master who can carve a completely new magic pattern is.

The Great Elder spoke in a softer tone, "You mean the magic pattern you copied? Can you tell me where you copied it from? If it's inconvenient, forget it!"

But Ashura said indifferently after hearing this: "It's okay. I met the ghost of a six-winged archangel in the Land of the Fallen Gods. The magic pattern of this bracelet is copied from the magic pattern on its wrist. I want to see if there is any magic pattern master who dares to copy it there!"

Asura smiled evilly after he finished speaking, but everyone was silent this time. What is the Land of Fallen Gods?

It is a place that even the poor people in Marseille would be terrified of!

Few strong men can escape unscathed after entering it, and that kid actually said that he met the ghost of a six-winged archangel in it?

Even if the strength of this god-level ghost is only two or three levels lower than when it was alive, it is still an extremely terrifying existence.

How did this guy do it?

No wonder he said he was not afraid of magic pattern carvers copying him. Most magic pattern carvers spent their time studying magic pattern carving, so their own strength was generally not high. Not to mention going to find the six-winged archangel, even if they entered the Land of the Fallen Gods, it would undoubtedly be tantamount to seeking death!

After hearing Ashura's words, the Great Elder was slightly moved and looked Ashura up and down again.

This time, the address was changed: "My friend, what is the effect of this magic pattern? Have you tested it?"

The name "young friend" made Madewaz, who was listening with a frown not far away, gasp.

Because the Great Elder called him the City Lord in front of outsiders, but just called him a fool when they were alone together!

But he just heard the Great Elder actually call that kid "little friend". Even if Madwatz was a thick-skinned person, he was still thinking deeply about the meaning behind these two words.

The word "young friend" made Ashura feel relaxed all over. He immediately climbed up the pole and said with a smile: "Big brother, let me tell you..."

Before he could finish, two voices of "Shut up" rang out at the same time.

Both Madwaz and Majina anxiously interrupted Ashura.

Madwazi thought to himself, "You call the Great Elder Big Brother, so what should I call you? Are you trying to rebel?"

The reason why Maggie was unwilling was that if the generations were messed up, how would their relationship develop further in the future? So she was almost crying in anxiety.

Ashura was slightly stunned when he saw Majina's expression that seemed like she was about to cry, but then he understood her concerns and felt a little embarrassed.

But the Great Elder smiled and said, "It's alright, my friend. We can discuss our own issues!"

Asura dared not boast any more and quickly saluted, "Senior, it was Meng Lang who just said that. I have tested this magic pattern and it can temporarily increase a warrior's combat output by about 20% by relying on the magic core."

"What?" Another cry of surprise came from the surroundings. A 20% increase in combat power was indeed very high. How could such an ordinary bracelet actually increase combat power?

Everyone was shocked!

But what made everyone crazy was that Ashura said to Majina: "The magic patterns on the equipment of that six-winged archangel should be a set. This time I only copied one bracelet."

"When it's your birthday next year, I'll give you another set of matching magic pattern equipment!"

This time, the expressions of the guests around were no longer surprised, but they were all gritting their teeth and looking indignant.

The Great Elder nodded approvingly at Ashura, then asked, "Young friend, your accomplishments in engraving magic patterns are exceptional. We must discuss this later. But why did you choose mithril as the material for your bracelet?"

"Could it be..."

At this time, even the Great Elder was so shocked that he couldn't continue speaking. The guests around him stared at Asura with a look of surprise on their faces, waiting for his response.

The young Asura was very proud, but pretended to be embarrassed and shy. He said, "I think the bracelet only increases combat power by 20%, which is a bit ordinary. So I added a storage function to it. But now I can only make a storage space the size of a room. I am sorry to make you laugh!"

The whole place fell into deathly silence again. Even the Great Elder stared at Ashura with wide eyes, unable to believe that there was such a versatile person in this world.

The guests in the room were all in disbelief. He was actually a space magician?

A magician who can make space storage equipment?

If it is true, then this guy in front of him will at least have endless wealth as long as he wants.

The strong men in the King's Continent all need storage equipment, which makes space magicians who can make storage equipment very popular.

Space magicians are already scarce, and magicians who can create storage spaces are even scarcer.

Anyway, there is no magician in the huge city of Marseilles who can create storage space.

A young magician who can forge equipment, carve magic patterns, and create storage space?

This move elevated Ashura's status, which no one had ever considered highly, to the VIP level of Marseille City. Even Madwaz felt his head buzzing.

This also caused those noble young men who usually looked down on others to break down their defenses, including the tall and thin noble young man who had presented the treasure before.

He pointed at Ashura with his right hand, holding the wine glass, and shouted, "Shut up! Do you think we're all fools? You're such a poor fellow, yet you're forging equipment, carving magic patterns, and even claiming to have visited the Land of the Fallen Gods and met the six-winged archangel?"

"The most ridiculous thing is that you actually said you can also create storage space? You are a space magician? Why don't you say you are a magic god?"

"Are you trying to make me laugh to death? Someone, get this liar out of here!"

Just when he was feeling proud that he had exposed Ashura's identity as a liar, Ashura waved at him gently, and the Great Elder's eyes suddenly fixed.

The tall and thin young man felt his right hand pointing at Ashura lighten, and the wine glass he was holding was split into two halves at an angle without any warning. The cut was smooth and flat, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

The tall and thin young man didn't dare to move, and stood there with a look of horror on his face.

Ashura's voice rang out faintly: "Do you believe now that I am a space magician?"

"If you dare point your finger at me again, I'll cut your fingers off one by one!"