The so-called essence explosion attack ant that when the magical weapon of the refiner was close to the enemy, the magical weapon could be detonated at any ti under the control of the refiner, so as to attack the enemy or catch the enemy by surprise.
For example, the manifested arrow previously shot by Guyon when attacking the dread bear, it was only by him triggering an essence explosion in front of the bear that he was able to break through the bear's defense.
Therefore, for refiners who could trigger an essence explosion, the requirents for powerbase were very high.
Generally, it was almost impossible for a refiner below the silver level to have this kind of powerbase to control the essence explosion. refiners were geniuses among geniuses.
After Oberon's explanation, Oscar put down the thoughts of the ether weapons aside first. The five people spend their days peacefully in physical training and magic or sword practice.
In fact, everyone still agreed with the physical training that Oberon arranged every day, which was completely different from the teaching thod of the Mystic Peaks Academy, was really good.
The teaching of the main academy was completely institutionalized and concentrated, and there were few such special training programs. It was very boring to practice.
This was also a unique teaching concept formulated by Oberon after careful research. Let everyone have competition, joy, and unity during their growth, so that when they study and practice, they would have motivation.
At the sa ti, it also enhanced everyone's team awareness and increased everyone's ability to work together.
Seeing that the winter vacation was not far away, the weather began getting colder and colder.
Since he was reincarnated in this world, Oscar had been living in the western woods with suitable temperature. It was lukewarm all year round, the weather was very stable, and the temperature difference between the four seasons was very small.
But since coming to Mystic City in the north, the temperature here had been very distinct throughout the year. It was late autumn when Oscar ca.
As the temperature continued to drop, he finally felt the coldness of his previous life in his hotown in northern New York.
When he woke up this morning, there were actually scattered snowflakes in the sky. At the beginning, it was just a little bit of ice. It didn't take long for the snowflakes to start falling.
The small ice clouds that were originally dotted in the sky now turned into goose feather-like snow masses that kept drifting down.
Oscar stood in front of his room, looking at the falling snow, his mood also changed.
Recalling the snowy scene in his previous life, Oscar couldn't help but think of his mother who was alone in his hotown. It had been more than eight years, and he had no idea how his mother was doing now.
He hoped that she would not have a hard ti under the care of her friends, the old iron buddies.
With blurry eyes, Oscar's thoughts were gradually drawn back by the snow scene in front of him. Compared with the snowy scene in the city in mory, this snowy scene in the mountains had a kind of vigorous and atmospheric beauty to it.
The rolling mountains were white and lustrous, and the vastness was so perfect that it fitted with the sky.
The path between the mountains had long since disappeared, only the snowy trees and silver flowers covered in layers of the forests, showing various gestures of silver wrapping, constantly subverting the sigh of the beautiful scenery in his heart.
However, such a beautiful scenery was blurred by the falling snowflakes in front of him, and it beca so illusory, but it also presented a kind of a mirage beauty.
Oscar walked into the beautiful scenery, as if stepping into an illusory world, feeling inexplicably excited.
However, at this ti in the playground, there was another person, who was also fascinated by the beauty in front of her. That was Maya who was doing a white cape.
It was also the first ti for Maya to co to the northern region. Maya was more unfamiliar than Oscar with the magic of snow. She had only heard of this magical natural beauty before. The first ti she saw snow, she was fascinated by the whiteness and beauty of the snow.
The white snow set off Maya in her white cape, and at this ti, they were completely integrated. Only Maya's small red face and black bright eyes were extrely conspicuous and endearing under the hood of the cape.
At this ti, Yara, Zachar and Lester also ca to the yard. The three of them had been studying here for a year last year. So they weren't as fascinated as Oscar and Maya.
Seeing the white snow all over the place, Zachar was extrely excited. Imdiately, he covered the snowball and smashed it towards Yara. He also shouted excitedly: "Haha, the day of revenge is here, Yara!"
When Yara saw the snowball flying towards her with great accuracy, she imdiately released a fireball, turning the snowball into water in the air.
Although Yara could completely block it with her hands, she didn't want to touch the snowball. She always said it was too cold, and she didn't like it.
Zachar knew that Yara wasn't fond of the cold and would not fight back with a snowball. When it snowed last year, Zachar rembered that Yara never touched the snow. Even when building a snowman, she just used a shovel to scoop up the snow.
So Zachar imdiately seized the opportunity and never let it go. Snowballs kept smashing towards Yara like cannonballs. "Revenge ti! Snow cannons!!"
Seeing that the two of them were having fun, Lester shook his head with a smile, and said to himself, "It's really not that the so-called enemies don't get together."
With a wave of his hand, he drew his longsword and lifted it in his hand. The swordsman danced with the swords skill he had been learning in this beautiful snow.
A set of condensing wind and falling snowflakes moved wildly along with him. The snow that had just fallen on the ground fluttered with the energy of Lester's sword.
At this ti, Zachar and Yara stopped making trouble, and together with Oscar, stayed far away, watching Lester dance with the sword.
For so long, Lester had been practicing swordsmanship alone at night. Therefore, it was rare for others to see what kind of tolerance level Lester's powerbase had reached.
And today, by taking advantage of the snow scene, Lester also showed his swords skills on a whim, making Zachar and the others dumbfounded.
"My dear, I know you are s strong fighter, but I didn't know you're a showoff too. Let see how you'll act now." Zachar murmured, and at the sa ti crouched down and scooped up a few big snowballs. Then he raised his hand and threw the snowball towards Lester. He muttered in his mouth: "Snow cannons!!"
Seeing this, Lester laughed and said, "Good, let them fly to !"
The fighter swung the longsword and cut the snowballs into equal halves neatly.
Zachar stuck his tongue out.
"My turn, Zachar!" Lester scooped a snowball and threw it towards Zachar's head.
Zachar shouted and ran away at the end when he saw that the situation was not good. As soon as he turned around, the snowballs arrived, hitting him on his head.
The young druid was also unequivocal. He took advantage of the situation to lay down, and plunged into the snow without moving.
When Yara saw it, she was so excited that she exclaid, "Oh, Zachar, are you alright? Don't worry, let help you."
After that, she ran over and squatted in front of Zachar, and kept pushing the snow around him towards his head.
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