Ryan was stunned. He looked at Viktor in confusion, then his gaze quickly slid downward and stopped on the pitch-black scale in Viktor's hand.
'You call this raw material?'
'No matter how you look at it, this does not seem like material for making a staff.'
Although the scale looked a bit familiar, he still could not remember where he had seen it before.
Ryan stopped caring about the scale and instead asked what he was more curious about.
"Are you the only one here?"
"Where did Haim Horn go?"
Haim Horn was the main administrator of the Council.
Since he did not belong to any country, he did not need to stay in other nations like the other councilors.
For example, Ryan himself, although also a councilor, still had to stay in Mitty City most of the time.
On top of that, Haim Horn had countless phantom clones, so the management of the City of Mages was mainly handed over to Haim Horn.
"The others are still in the magic library." Viktor answered briefly, then temporarily put away the black scale.
The scale disappeared from his hand and was transferred into his backpack.
Then, without any psychological burden at all, he said to Ryan, "Busy. Can't leave."
There was not the slightest hint that he was the one who caused it.
After hearing his explanation, Ryan did not dwell on it anymore.
After all, this matter was originally cooperation between him and Viktor.
Whether Haim Horn was there or not did not really matter.
He reached into the backpack behind him and took out a long scroll blueprint, then handed it to Viktor.
"This is the blueprint I got from Rachel."
The finalized blueprint content had been directly given to Ryan Kent by Rachel.
This showed that they were indeed serious about Viktor's staff.
AViktor took the blueprint and slowly unfolded it in his hands. Green lines jumped across the paper, forming a phantom of a staff that floated in the air, clearly showing its shape.
The body of the staff was pitch black and looked extremely slender.
The tail of the staff was wrapped in a thick metal ring, from which a sharp gem extended, shining with green magic.
The upper part of the staff continued upward until the top began to curve.
The curved part was crafted with extreme precision, forming three rotating layers. Finally, it extended backward, like a small wing.
From the center of those three layers protruded a golden bump, and at the very end, it seemed to be carved into the head of a majestic bird.
The blueprint also carefully marked the materials needed to make this staff.
Magic vein dragon blood, blazing flame rock, hurricane steel, and something called chaotic dragon scale.
They all sounded pretty awesome.
Materials like "blazing flame rock" and "hurricane steel" were usually used to forge extremely sturdy weapons.
They were extremely rare because these materials carried magical elements.
Weapons made from them could absorb the corresponding elements.
Even Ryan had rarely seen them.
Just the locations where these materials were produced were enough to scare people off.
"Blazing flame rock" had to be taken from the hottest rock during a volcanic eruption with extremely high temperature.
As for "hurricane steel," it had to be forged and solidified in the eye of a storm to become the hardest metal.
Ryan did know about magic vein dragon blood.
Just find any dragon above the fourth tier and draw some blood.
Pouring dragon blood onto a weapon could make it even sturdier.
But… if something was made from these materials, could it still be considered a staff?
Was Viktor planning to become a warrior?
However, he did not raise any objections. After all, he only needed to follow the steps and forge it.
"I'm not too sure where to get the other materials, but I do have some impression of this 'chaotic dragon scale.'"
"This thing has to be obtained from the Chaos Dragon King."
Just like the Storm Dragon King, the Chaos Dragon King was also a magical elemental creature that existed above the City of Mages.
In essence, it was not a real dragon.
Viktor naturally knew that thing.
Ryan continued, "If you want to make the staff immediately, my suggestion is to start with the Chaos Dragon King."
"However, that guy is really strong."
As he spoke, he glanced at Viktor.
For others, no one would want to provoke the Chaos Dragon King.
But judging from the strength Viktor had shown, that thing would probably have no choice but to willingly become material.
"Then let's deal with him first."
Sure enough, Viktor only nodded and said casually.
It was as if he did not take that dangerous magical creature seriously at all.
At this moment, Ryan began rummaging through his overalls.
"Do you remember what we agreed at the beginning? One condition. I promised to help you forge the staff."
Viktor naturally remembered.
As long as the condition was not excessive, he could agree.
So he asked, "Then, what is your request?"
"Uh… wait, found it."
As he finished speaking, he took out a cube from his pocket.
The cube opened in his hand and gradually became larger.
The detailed cube fragments slowly unfolded, spiraling into a magical sphere emitting golden light.
Ryan tossed it into the air and then said, "Actually, I've always had a strong research interest in your kind of super large area attack magic."
"So I was thinking, if I could inject war magic into this kind of item through research, and then release it all at once through a trigger mechanism."
"Wouldn't that power be amazing?"
The more Ryan thought about it, the more excited he became. He looked at the distant sky as if he could already see the huge success of his research.
This was super war magic that could directly skip complicated steps.
"So, I just need to record your battle process while you're fighting."
He pointed at the floating cube and said.
Viktor nodded.
This kind of completely low burden condition could be agreed to easily.
"Fine."
In fact, in the player crafting manual, there were items like this that could store magic and use it in one go.
When players did dungeon missions, PVE, or teamed up to fight bosses, they often used such items.
But since PVP prohibited using items, Viktor rarely made or collected these magical tools.
If he really took out everything from the player crafting manual, it would have an extremely terrifying impact on this world's technology tree.
However, only Viktor could make these things. Others could not replicate them.
Many people had bought potions from the Clavenna family and tried to replicate Viktor's magic potions.
But after so long, they still did not even know what materials Viktor used.
They could only assume that Viktor's secrecy work was done too well.
Seeing Viktor agree, Ryan started digging in his overalls again.
"Then I need to prepare some weapons in advance…"
But before he could finish preparing, a purple vortex suddenly formed beneath their feet.
The vortex-like magic gradually gathered, as if the entire void was spinning within it.
Ryan looked at the portal under his feet and felt the rolling magic inside it. He could not help but freeze.
Then he heard Viktor speak calmly, "I personally value efficiency."
"Let's depart directly."
The next second, the purple vortex did not even wait for Ryan's consent and forcibly covered both of them.
After a swirl passed, the two had completely disappeared from the clouds.
———
The magic library was no longer what it used to be.
After the intense explosion, it had become a floating ruin.
Bookshelves floating in midair were shattered. Countless books drifted lightly in the air, scattered everywhere.
Haim Horn looked at the ruined magic library, and his heart felt like it was bleeding.
Although the magic library could be restored, it would take time.
His heart hurt so much.
It was worth mentioning that these spells were specially protected, so the knowledge would not be destroyed.
Such a large number of chaotic spells naturally required someone to sort and organize them.
And this heavy responsibility, as if arranged by fate, naturally fell onto Haim Horn's shoulders.
Looking at the countless books floating in the chaotic sky, Haim Horn only felt his head swelling with pain.
Some books were slightly open, freed from the restraint of the shelves.
Some even grew two legs made of magic from their covers and jumped across the floating debris in the air.
Many books even activated magic on their own, continuously releasing the spells recorded inside.
Countless spells collided in the air, as if creating a dazzling fireworks feast under the sky.
The entire library stored at least tens of thousands of different spells.
"When am I supposed to finish organizing this…"
He knew it.
Viktor, this lunatic who blew things up wherever he went.
Bringing him to the magic library would never lead to anything good.
Beside him, Cocotte yawned, and the tears at the corners of her eyes had already left faint marks.
Looking at the chaotic scene in front of her, she had already started to feel sleepy.
She knew in her heart that if she did not quickly find a place to sleep, Haim Horn would probably drag her into organizing magic together.
However, this also made both of them have a new question at the same time, 'Why did Viktor take that scale?'
Even so, the meaning carried by the scale was far greater than its actual function.
After all, it was the "Scale of the Goddess of Justice" that had been upheld since the early days of the Mage Council's establishment.
It was said to have been personally made by the Great Mage.
Almost every mage who joined the Council had seen this scale, but everyone believed it was just a symbolic item representing morality.
No one paid too much attention to it.
After all, even if it bore the name "Goddess of Justice," it was only a replica.
And whether this world even had gods was still uncertain.
In short, Viktor's behavior this time was somewhat bad, but…
There were many ways to measure morality. It was not necessary to rely on a scale.
So if it was lost, then it was lost.
Mainly because they could not beat Viktor.
"Sigh, let's organize the shelves first."
Haim Horn sighed, then suddenly remembered that Viktor's assistant Henny was still here.
Turning his head, he saw Henny quietly standing on a floating cloud platform in the distance.
The surrounding books seemed to be listening to her instructions, circling around her.
All kinds of strange magic flickered around her, releasing dazzling light layer upon layer.
Seeing this scene, Haim Horn froze on the spot, "???"
'What is going on?'
This was the first time the library had been blown up, so it was also the first time he had seen such a strange situation.
But he did not think too much about it. Although these spells seemed to be competing with each other, as if wanting Henny to learn them first.
Henny was extremely serious and took out the huge book she had been holding in her arms.
She placed it on the ground and lay on it.
While writing notes with a pen, she carefully compared it with the surrounding books.
She even muttered, "So that's how it is."
"Mhm… I completely understand now."
Haim Horn, '?'