Chapter 66: Making Contributions
"Fire listens to the call and gathers to scorch the enemy!"
Lei Wen uttered a series of syllables of unknown meaning in his mouth, pushed up with both hands, and the magic power in his body moved according to a specific route, Gathered in the palm of the hand, the mental power was operating at full speed, causing the eyes to turn silver.
A burst of heat quickly gathered in his palm, and the air was distorted by anxiety.
But the next moment, the twisted air dissipated, and the magic power in Raven's body became chaotic, turning into a blazing white flame that spurted out from the palm of his hand.
His face suddenly turned pale, and his mental power was working at full strength. He finally managed to slowly control the rampant magic power, and the flames also weakened little by little.
After smoothing out the magic power, the flames dissipated, but Raven's palm had been burned with a layer of yellow-brown scorch marks.
"I'm going to... set myself on fire." Raven's hands trembled, and he spat out a few more syllables in his mouth. A stream of cool water fell on his palms, which relieved the anxiety a lot.
“Fortunately, I only burned the outer skin.” With a click of his tongue, Raven wiped his hands and unfolded the parchment that recorded the Burning Ember Technique.
To use a magic, you need the coordination of gestures, spells, magic power, and mental power.
Gestures play an auxiliary role, helping the magician adjust the magic flow route to reduce the pressure on mental power. They are not a necessary element.
The function of magic power is to resonate with the magic elements, so that the elements condense according to the intention of the caster to achieve the magic effect.
The purpose of mental power is wider and more detailed. Firstly, it is used to lock the target of magic, and at the same time, it is used to assist in regulating the operation of magic power.
As for the spell, it is to let the magic elements gather around the caster to reach the concentration necessary for casting the spell.
The gesture of burning embers is not that difficult, but the complexity of the spell and the detailed requirements for magic and spiritual power far exceed those of first-level magic. There are many changes, and the difficulty is increased by more than ten times.
There is no trick to spiritual power, it can only be increased through meditation a little bit.
Although the magic core can strengthen the upper limit of magic power, it cannot increase mental power, and too much magic power that exceeds the upper limit of mental power control is not a good thing for magicians.
That’s why Raven didn’t crazily use magic cores to fill his magic power limit, but only used it as a supplementary method.
On this basis, the only thing that can help Raven improve his spell casting efficiency and success rate is Lux teaching him Elvish.
Although he is not proficient enough, applying it to the use of magic can have very obvious effects.
The spell of Burning Ember, if spoken in the common language of the empire, is:
"Fire elves, listen to my call, gather in the place where my spirit is concentrated, show your fiery side, and burn my enemies. Let's go!"
But if you change it to Elvish, it becomes: "Fire listens and gathers to scorch the enemy!"
Normal people can't understand this sentence, Raven said it himself. It's hard to speak.
But he is a magician, not a bard, and his pursuit is not to let the spell sound into people's hearts. It doesn't matter if he doesn't understand it.
The spells recited in Elvish are shorter and the elements can be mobilized faster, which also makes the spell casting much less difficult.
Having said that, this second-level fire magic, which is the most destructive and lethal among all factions, is still not that easy to practice.
For five consecutive days, Raven meditated and cast spells, cast spells and meditated, practicing hundreds of times, but never succeeded. Each time, he ended up with the magic power going crazy.
Opening the bottle of permanent healing potion, Raven took a sip. The pain in his palm gradually disappeared, and the color of his skin returned to normal.
He took a deep breath and locked his mental power on the wooden dummy again.
Mobilizing magic power and assisting with mental power, Raven made hand gestures and chanted: "The fire listens to gather and scorch the enemy!"
After practicing hundreds of times, Raven has not been able to successfully cast spells at this stage. I have illusions, I just hope to strengthen my proficiency and improve my success rate even a little bit.
But in the next moment, the magic power he had consumed suddenly dropped a lot until it dried up!
At the same time, with a bang, the dummy locked by his mental power suddenly burst into blazing white flames from the inside out, and the wood chips wrapped in the flames scattered like meteors.
Leaven felt his eyes go dark. The drying up of magic power brought about intense hunger and weakness, as if he hadn't eaten a grain of rice for three days and three nights!
A violent desire arises from the bottom of my heart.
At this moment, Raven finally knew what the so-called "devil addiction" felt like!
He reached into the wooden box next to him, grabbed a magic core and crushed it. The surging energy turned into magic and flowed into his body, making Raven let out a long breath: "I'm finally alive! ”
When he opened his eyes, Raven was stunned.
I saw that the shape of the dummy was completely invisible. It was wrapped in blazing white flames and burned like a dry wheat straw. The flame fragments splashing around were still burning brightly. Whether it was on the ground or on the wall, even the two wooden dummies next to it were affected and turned into two torches!
It wasn't until six or seven minutes passed that the flames on the stone floor and walls were barely extinguished.
This is the power of second-level magic, and it is still unskilled second-level magic.
In contrast, the first-level fireball technique can only destroy a wooden man, and the flames are not as long-lasting.
“Hey!”
Leaven slapped his thigh suddenly: “What a sin, why did I forget it!”
As he spoke, he already held the staff in his hand.
This can store a second-level magic!
This sentence actually has the element of finding a step for himself. After all, he never thought that he could succeed at this time.
"Tsk..." Looking at the staff in his hand, Raven was a little frightened for a moment.
He just cast a second-level magic, but he didn’t know why he was able to cast it. It was absolutely impossible for him to re-create it.
More importantly, although the staff can increase the power of magic, it will also increase the consumption of magic power. The feeling of being drained is too uncomfortable.
Just as I was thinking about how to cheer myself up, there was a knock on the door, and Volaf's voice came from outside the door: "Lord Baron, Master Vesdon is here."
"Oh. , OK!" Raven responded, putting away the staff and scroll: "Let him come in."
The door creaked. Opening it, Vesdon quickly jumped over the stairs and rushed down. The enchanted sword at his waist was dangling. He stood in front of Raven and bowed with a smile: "Brother!"
Two times before He had reaped all the benefits of coming to the dungeon, and of course he was even more looking forward to it this time. He had already begun to wonder what the "prize" would be this time.
"Well, get up." Raven said with a "kind" smile on his face: "I see that you are very energetic recently." "Thanks to my elder brother for taking care of me!" Vesdon straightened up and punched Beating his chest: "Since you gave me this enchanted hand and half sword, I have been sparring with others."
"Flav and the others can't beat me at all."
"Even Eric is too scared to fight me!"
Hearing this, Lei Wen suppressed the corners of his mouth that were about to rise, but couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Okay, very good! But..."
Vesdon was stunned: "But what?"
"Nothing, nothing." Raven smiled, turned around and patted the enchanted chain armor on the table: "Try it?"
"This...isn't this your armor? It's not suitable for me to wear..." Having said that, Vesdon's eyes almost narrowed to the point of blindness.
Brother, you are so kind to me. I just gave you weapons, and now you have to give me armor!
That is enchanted chain armor, a set that can easily cost hundreds or even thousands of gold coins.
"That's right. If you don't want to wear it, forget it." Raven sighed long and deliberately: "I can understand that you cherish your life!"
Seeing that the benefits he had obtained were about to fly away, Vesdon suddenly Somewhat anxious: "Cherish...life? Brother, what are you talking about? I am a born warrior, how can I be greedy for life and afraid of death!"
"Really?" Raven looked at hesitantly. After a while, he still shook his head and said: "It still doesn't work. , if something happens to you, I can't explain it to Denise."
This sentence immediately aroused Vesdon's rebellious mentality. He puffed up his chest and said loudly: "Brother, I am already a man, and what I do has nothing to do with my mother!”
“As you said, people can only grow after experiencing things. I have always been under my mother’s wings. Never truly mature!”
Raven raised his eyebrows slightly and thought to himself, Vesdon is really cooperative. Before I even opened my mouth, he started injecting himself with chicken blood!
Just to add another fire.
"You have indeed grown up." Raven sighed in a gratified tone: "Actually, the reason why I treated you so strictly before was not because I looked down on you, but because I felt sorry for you, because I hated that iron cannot be transformed into steel. Ah."
"What a good body!" He patted Vesdon's arm: "Look, how strong it is!"
"...Brother, that's a prosthetic hand. "Vestong reminded in a low voice.
"I know!" He coughed, covering up his embarrassment, and continued: "The prosthetic hand is strong and can be faked. This is your advantage on the battlefield!"
"You can come back from Men'en City, Escaped from the Slater family's attack is enough to prove your wisdom!"
"Your strong body, superior height, strong physique, and that attitude! The courage to openly challenge me is unprecedented and rare!”
An awkward smile appeared on Vesdon’s face: “I was too ignorant back then…”
"No, that doesn't mean being ignorant, that means daring to fight against power!" Raven raised his voice: "Even I don't have this kind of innate bravery!"
"You are simply a natural-born general with both wisdom and courage!"
"Brother, are everything you said true?" Vesdon swallowed, and the corners of his eyes and mouth were trembling.
This is the first time in so many years that he has discovered that he has so many advantages!
"Yes!" Raven nodded heavily: "That's why I called you here today. I want you to wear this armor. I hope you can give full play to your advantages and help me command the army. To boost morale, we two brothers can fight together on the bloody high ground and create a story that the bards tell us! "
The protagonists of the stories told by the bards are all heroes.
Vesdon almost thought of the scene at that time, thinking of being praised as a hero, and a sense of pride and ambition arose spontaneously: "Brother, I am willing to put on this armor and kill the enemy on the battlefield with you!"
"Are you really ready?" Raven said solemnly: "Put on this armor, you If you really want to become a soldier under me, there will be no turning back!"
Visidong said loudly: "A real man never looks back!"
"Okay!" Raven pointed out! Putting on the table: "Wear the armor!"
Full of lofty ideals, Vesdon began to wear chain armor.
But his lofty ideals obviously couldn't help him complete the detailed work. Halfway through, he got stuck and still begged for help.
Leaven could only help him.
"Brother, how do I look?" Wrapped in enchanted chain mail, Vesdon's face flushed with excitement: "Isn't it majestic and cool!"
"Uh..." Raven was speechless for a moment.
The chain armor itself is big enough, but when placed on Vesdon it looks a bit...
Not wide enough.
Especially that big face. Since the last enhancement, everything has lost weight, except for the face. Now it looks like a goose egg squeezed into an egg shell, which is very frustrating.
Just as he was thinking about how to find the right words to deal with it, the door suddenly opened. Volaf walked quickly and rushed to Raven's side with a serious face, whispering something.
Veston tried hard to hear clearly, but unfortunately his ears were pressed tightly by the chain armor, and Volaf's voice was too soft, so he couldn't hear it at all.
A trace of surprise flashed across Lei Wen's brows, and then he said: "Vesdon, you go back first, and then you can become more proficient in putting on and taking off the chain armor, and be ready to go at any time."
Vesdon didn't understand why, but he understood one thing - this armor was his from now on!
"Thank you, brother!" Fearing that Raven would regret it, Vesdon turned around and ran out of the dungeon.
Seeing him leaving, Raven whispered a few instructions in Volav's ear, and the latter followed the order and left.
Not long after, Volav returned to the dungeon holding a beautifully decorated rosewood box.
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(End of this chapter)