Chapter 204： Failure (2/2)
”Damn it, what the **** is this.” The three of them were all startled by the bright light, and George even shakes off the things in his hands.
”I'll call it a flash bomb for the time being.” Albert put a biscuit into his mouth, bent over to pick up the item that fell on the ground and continued: ”Well, one of the failed items was originally intended to be a magic prop that can store light sources. As a result, it succeeded and failed. It became a disposable consumable. Although you can store the photosphere yourself, it is actually a tasteless one.”
Albert actually considered whether to use it to make cheaper flash bombs.
”Asshole, my eyes are out of sight.”
”It's okay, it will be better in a while.” Albert casually comforted.
”Insidious, but I like it. What do you do with this thing?” Lee Jordan couldn't help asking, his eyes still crying.
”It's all said to be a failure.”
Speaking of this, Albert is very depressed, this thing is actually a failure of the light extinguisher.
A while ago, Albert got some help from other wizards, only to produce such a failure.
”Aren't you going to open a player laugh shop? You can use this technology to research and develop flash bombs in the future.” Albert intends to reuse the waste, which can be regarded as a result.
”I don't think this is interesting at all.” George said dryly.
”No, no, he can blind your eyes.” Fred smiled. ”Especially in dark places, it is very effective.”
”This thing can be used as a protective weapon... well, forget it.” Albert muttered, touching his chin.
Most wizards will only pay attention to the opponent's wand. If you throw it out as a flash bomb during a battle, it will be a lot of fun. After all, wizards usually don't pay attention to these things.
Albert is still a little worried about the items he has made, and if he accidentally pits himself one day, it would be a tragedy.
”What about this?” Lee Jordan asked, pointing to the second item.
”Just open it.” Albert continued to drink milk tea and eat biscuits, preparing to sweep away the last remaining butter biscuits in the oil paper bag.
”You come!” Li Jordan handed the things to Fred, who glanced at Albert and turned on the switch.
”Go shit, eat shit, eat **** all.” For a moment, a familiar voice came from within.
The voice was very loud, and it was still shouting loudly, making Fred directly stunned.
”The sound will last for more than thirty seconds.” Albert said.
”It doesn't seem to be of much use except to startle others!” George muttered.
”It can store sounds.” Albert explained that he originally planned to use him to store the cry of mandela grass, but since he has not yet experimented, it is still unknown whether it will succeed.
After all, even Albert did not know how the cry of Mandela grass killed people. Was it an infrasonic killing or a magic curse?
Well, the possibility of the latter may be greater, after all, it is more magical.
”What is this last?”
”Don't open it, there is a smell in it,” Albert warned.
”How busy are you doing these things?” George felt that Albert was quite boring. He originally thought Albert would make some more interesting magic items, but he didn't expect it to be. Something like this ~ you know what these three will be together? ”Albert asked with a weird expression.
”What is it?” the three asked puzzled.
”Shock bullet!” Albert said.
”what is that?”
An alchemy prop that can be thrown out to faint people around.
However, Albert felt that this kind of thing was still a bit tasteless, and a surprise attack might be effective.
But if the coma spell can be atomized and stored, it should be able to achieve a similar effect.
The three looked at each other, indicating that they didn't understand at all.
”What about the second floor?” Lee Jordan asked further.
Albert put the things back and opened the second layer of the box, which contained various versions of protective bracelets and amulets.
”Is this the latest version?” Fred asked, pointing to the most delicately crafted wooden bracelet.
”Well, no, the latest version is in my hand.” Albert shook his wrist and said, ”Version 3.0, his effect is like this.”
Albert raised his hand and gently pushed towards George. Before his arm touched the opponent, an invisible force pushed George out.
”I feel like I hit something.” George grumbled.
”It must be the Iron Armor Curse.” Fred's eyes lit up, ”It feels like it looks good.”
”The original idea was a simple magic wand,” Albert explained, allowing me to use the iron armor curse without a wand or sound.
”You succeeded?” Fred was very excited, of course he knew what it meant.
”Um, it's true. However, it can only be regarded as a semi-finished product.” Albert shook his head. The most painful thing is that this new skill still does not appear on his panel skills.
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