Chapter 52

The Corrosive Staff is the highest-quality magical equipment that Sain has personally attempted to create over the years of studying alchemy.

From its name, it is clear that this Corrosive Staff is a replica of the Strong Acid Staff given to him by his mentor, Mosido.

Unfortunately, Sain does not have the same level of alchemical expertise as his mentor Mosido, including his mental strength and sensitivity to elemental forces, which are far inferior to his mentor.

In addition, the limitations of the materials... after much effort, this equipment barely reaches the threshold of intermediate magical items.

But this is enough to make Sain excited!

Even if his mentor Mosido or his senior apprentice Zorro knew about this, they would absolutely praise and commend him under normal circumstances.

"This Corrosive Staff is made primarily from the magic crystal and skull of a medium-level magical creature, the Saltwater Crocodile."

"Due to the lack of some rare materials and my alchemical skills not yet reaching the level of my mentor, the cooldown time for this Corrosive Staff is a full forty hours."

"Furthermore, it only releases a medium-level magic, Corrosive Slime, so you need to use it carefully and choose the right moment." Sain said to Mei Li in front of him.

The source of the power of the Corrosive Slime is not the magic array carved by Sain, but the elemental power within the crocodile's skull and magic crystal.

Therefore, the cooldown time is so long, and it does not have the dual effects of restoring mental and magical power like Sain's own Strong Acid Staff.

After receiving the Corrosive Staff from Sain, Mei Li's expression was complex and touched.

Her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something.

But under Sain's serious and solemn gaze, she ultimately did not say anything to refuse.

Over the past four years, Mei Li has grown from a young girl into a graceful young woman.

Two years younger than Sain, she is now eighteen years old, with a head of emerald green hair that always gives a refreshing feeling.

In terms of height, she has already surpassed Lina, whose figure has not changed.

However, her chest is flat, not as impressive as Lina's.

Mei Li ultimately did not say anything under Sain's gaze, but when she got home, her girlfriend Lina could not help but ask, "The Corrosive Staff is also quite useful for you. If you give it to Mei Li, what will you do?"

Lina's tone did not carry much resentment, after all, Mei Li has made a lot of potions for them over the past six months.

Especially the intermediate recovery potions and vitality potions, which even Lina, a senior apprentice, can use, and can even save lives in critical moments.

Lina's question was merely out of concern. She hugged the person in front of her, who was still shorter than her, and Sain said softly, "No matter how outstanding my alchemical skills are, the Corrosive Staff is already my limit. But don't forget, I still have a mentor."

Lina's eyes revealed a look of surprise, "You mean?"

Sain nodded and said, "Although my mentor hasn't said anything, I know he will not stand idly by while my senior sister and I are in danger."

"With my mentor's abilities, even high-level magical items are not rare."

"I believe my mentor will leave us the necessary cards and means to save our lives." Sain said to Lina.

...

The six-month period has arrived.

All the apprentices of the Black Magic Academy in Muzobura City finally received the official announcement from the academy on this day.

The academy's leadership was quite sudden in releasing this announcement.

Apart from notifying all apprentices to set out for the Shadow Valley in three days, no further information was provided.

Only vague terms like "spatial rift" and "other plane" were circulating among the apprentices, indicating that these black magic apprentices had a rough idea of what they were about to face.

No, these black magic apprentices do not know!

Without truly experiencing the other plane, merely obtaining a few words from snippets of information, how can that be considered knowing?

Only someone like Sain, who received the message in advance, researched the relevant materials, and had the support of his mentor, can be considered well-prepared.

The other apprentices below the intermediate level are really just going to their deaths.

When the academy apprentices were either hesitant or confused about the upcoming Shadow Valley mission,

In the top floor of the central teaching building of the Black Magic Academy, a meeting of official black mages quietly began.

The last person to enter this meeting room was Sain's mentor, Mosido.

When he walked in, sixteen official black mages were already seated, and he was the last to arrive.

Although he was the last to arrive, none of the black mages present, including the dean Dadoron, said anything.

These black mages basically knew what Mosido had been busy with recently. It is no exaggeration to say that the success of opening the spatial rift in the Shadow Valley mainly depends not on the three deans but on Mosido.

After Mosido took his seat, the meeting officially began.

The first to speak was a black mage who was usually low-key and rarely appeared in the academy.

He directly asked, "We are rushing ahead by seven years from the original plan. Will we really succeed?"

"Also, there is no Holy Tower or Knight Hall near the Dark Region, and even the smaller magical organizations and knight families have secret ties with us."

"How did you determine that the Holy Tower faction is targeting us?" The official black mage's tone carried a somewhat aggressive questioning.

It is not surprising that this black mage is impatient.

Anyone who just walked out of the laboratory and suddenly learned that a plan that has been prepared for decades will be advanced in the last ten years, and without any prior warning, would be angry like him.

Mages generally invest a lot of time and effort in their experiments, especially the higher-level mages, whose experiments often last for years.

The black mage who spoke has reached the late first level, and among the seventeen black mages in the meeting room, he is one of the best.

He had just completed a five-year experiment, and being confined to his laboratory, he indeed missed a lot of information and situations.

"Jedda, you explain it." The dean Dadoron, sitting in the main seat in the middle of the meeting room, said.

At this moment, the majority of the black mages' gazes followed the dean's words and turned to a black mage on the right side of the meeting room, who was wrapped in countless bandages and clearly had residual fire element particles.

This is a severely injured black mage, with one eye burst and half of his body burned by fire elements.

It is truly unknown how he survived such a severe injury.

This black mage did not say much, and his remaining right hand slowly presented a silver emblem.

The moment this emblem was seen, indeed, the majority of the black mages present changed their expressions.