Chapter 93: Enlightenment, the right path, [Shipierte’s Mithril Changes]
At the Blueberry Inn, Ronan stayed alone in the small training room, next to a cup of mint black tea that had just been brewed and was still steaming.
"A piece of legal resonance..."
He was thinking about several points Benigo mentioned to him today, and the one that concerned him the most was naturally the content about the extraordinary legal domain.
"Heart Soul Spell Domain"
He pondered these words over and over again, thinking, and opened his character panel.
Pick out a few spells that have already understood the power of the legal domain.
[Skill:
Energy Missile-Particle Torrent (Master 132/1600)
Charged Weapon-Spellbreaking Power (Master 141/1600)
Ice Hockey - Desperate Frozen (Master 27/1600)
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Benigo obviously didn't know that there were not two types of extraordinary powers that Ronan had at his disposal, but three.
In addition to [Spell-Breaking Power] and [Desperate Frozen], there is also [Particle Torrent].
Ronan's eyes moved back and forth on these three master-level skills that derived from the extraordinary realm.
After the proficiency reaches one hundred points at the master level, it becomes extremely difficult and slow to improve each point of proficiency.
Ronan didn't think there was any problem before. Today, when Benigo pointed it out, he suddenly realized that this difficulty may also be due to the fact that he had been practicing blindly. He only relied on the accumulation of insights brought by the panel during practice to improve. He never thought about it. Think about and understand the reasons yourself.
Benigo said that the power of the supernatural realm is not just a tool, but also the embodiment of the wizard's heart and soul.
It touched on something deep that Ronan had been missing.
“The core of the legal domain controlled by Benigo is the indomitable and unstoppable momentum.
So what are the cores of each of the three extraordinary realms I have mastered? "
Ronan casually grabbed the carving knife he had at hand for engraving runes, used the tabletop of the experimental table as paper, and began to write lightly on the tabletop.
"[Particle Torrent], the core is the majestic, crushing, unstoppable momentum as if a torrent is passing through."
Ronan carved the word "torrent" on the table and thought: "Energy particles run like torrents, torrents, torrents... what do torrents look like in reality?"
Ronan closed his eyes and tried to recall in his mind the scenes of torrents he had seen in his two lives.
The first thing that comes to mind is the sight of the mother river bursting its banks when I was traveling in my previous life.
The specific picture was very blurry, but the scene in front of him was completely turbid, thousands of horses were silent, the heaven and earth were mute, and the majestic momentum seemed to be able to overthrow and flatten everything, but Ronan was deeply impressed.
That was the first time that he had truly felt the majestic power of nature. His personal power was so insignificant and insignificant in the face of this power.
In fact, from a certain perspective, energy particles are also natural forces. No matter how powerful a wizard is, they are nothing compared to the sky and the earth.
Maybe they can achieve the feat of moving mountains and reclaiming seas, but they are all achieved by using their own power to leverage the power of nature.
Gradually, Ronan felt that he seemed to have grasped something.
The images of the mother river bursting its banks and the torrent of particles kept appearing alternately in his mind, and he even found some common points, with a tendency to gradually overlap.
"call--"
When Ronan broke away from the memories, his mind was still immersed in the slightly subtle understanding. He felt that he had more insights into [Particle Torrent] than before.
Subconsciously he glanced at the character panel.
Ronan almost stood up from the table.
[Energy Missile-Particle Torrent (Master 137/1600)]
"In just such a short period of time, you didn't even cast a spell. By just imagining it, your proficiency level increased by 5 points?"
Ronan was shocked, "Lao Ban is so capable. What he said is true. This method actually works!"
The changes in the data on the panel tell it all.
At this moment, Ronan felt as if he had opened a new world...oh no, he felt like he was finally on the right path.
He hurriedly continued to sort out the core essence of the remaining two skills. The core of the legal domain of [Spell-Breaking Power] was very simple, which was disintegration.
Disintegrate the "formation" of energy particles and disrupt their original order.
But the picture of "disintegration" is really hard to imagine. Ronan racked his brains for a long time, but he couldn't find any experience or picture that could fit this core.
"The concept of disintegration is indeed a bit abstract. If you want to understand it deeply, you may have to observe the specific details and process of spell casting to understand it."
To put it simply, we need to find a few targets and let Ronan experience the changes in various aspects when the [Spell-Breaking Power] takes effect.
This cannot be achieved for the time being, so Ronan jumps directly to the third [Desperate Frozen] realm.
The core of the legal domain of [Despair Frozen] is the best to capture. The "Despair Domain" derived from the [Frozen Earth] rune has already explained everything.
Ronan doesn’t need to know too much about the experience of “despair”.
It can be as small as not bringing a pen when taking an exam, not bringing paper when going to the toilet, and finding out that I can't find my ticket after the high-speed train entered the station. It can be as big as being manipulated by Angele, being chased by Laura, and being forced to the verge of death
Ronan Sitting at the table with his eyes closed, he kept thinking about various scenes related to "despair" in his mind. Gradually, his whole aura changed slightly.
A trace of depression, silence, and desolate despair slowly emanated from his body.
The aura became stronger and stronger, and eventually it even floated out of the practice room and filled the entire room outside.
As this breath poured in, the air in the room seemed to stop flowing for an instant. The sunlight shining in from the window lost its original luster and became lifeless and without warmth.
The few small flowers in the vases placed on the table for decoration gradually looked like they were withering and dying.
Finally, Ronan opened his eyes.
"Only when you are in despair can you bring greater despair to your opponent."
Ronan murmured, then stretched out his hands to rub his eyebrows and temples, trying to get rid of the gloomy, oppressive and desperate mood in his mind.
"Okay, that's it for today. I'm afraid I'll go crazy if I think about it any more..."
Ronan felt as if there was a stone in his heart, heavy and unspeakably uncomfortable.
He checked his dashboard, and after seeing [Ice Hockey Technique-Desperate Freeze], his master level proficiency increased by a full twenty points in one breath!
If you rely purely on spell casting practice, it will take at least half a month.
Ronan picked up the already cold mint black tea at hand and drank it all in one gulp, smacking his lips, feeling that the tea, affected by his own aura of despair, had become extremely bitter and unpalatable.
He got up and walked to the outside room, opened the window and calmed down for a while before finally getting rid of the oppressive and uncomfortable atmosphere of despair.
"Find the right way"
Ronan, who had returned to normal and calm, stretched out his hand to pick up the withered and dead flowers in the vase, with a constant flash of splendor in his eyes.
"My understanding of the core truth of the legal domain, combined with the fragmentary understanding that comes with the panel, has accumulated my master-level skill proficiency. Next, I will usher in an unprecedented period of rapid growth."
"A piece of legal resonance. It's really exciting."
Ronan didn't know whether this so-called "Resonance of the Legal Realm" corresponded to a realm above "Master Level" proficiency.
But no matter which level it is, it seems a bit far away from him before.
Now the way and speed of his proficiency growth made him feel hopeful.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-" A knock on the door suddenly sounded, and Alida's voice came from outside the door.
"Lord Ronan, your dinner."
"Come in."
The door opened and Alida came in pushing the dining cart.
After entering the door, Alida's expression changed obviously. After setting the meal for Ronan, she asked carefully: "Sir, do you need to clean your room again?"
It seemed that he was also affected by the lingering aura of despair in the air.
Ordinary people who come into contact with it without understanding often regard this smell as the smell of something rotten and putrid.
Ronan shook his head and asked Alida to go out.
He enjoyed dinner alone, taking out the nightmare tungsten steel given by Benigo and the storage belt bags obtained from several wizards under Travis, and checked them one by one.
The nightmare tungsten steel affected by the [Activated Metal] spell was like flowing oil attached to Ronan's arm.
Although it was only the initial fusion, Ronan could already feel the erosion of the body by the dark energy particles in the nightmare tungsten steel.
At present, this level of erosion is still within Ronan's tolerable range. The vital light ball in his body can repair the damage caused by the erosion at any time.
Ronan controlled the nightmare tungsten steel to transform into the form of a knife and fork in his hand.
Without using any magic or physical power, the Nightmare Tungsten Steel cut the original silver knives, forks and dinner plates in front of Ronan into any shape as easily as cutting tofu.
In terms of the sharpness and hardness of the metal alone, the nightmare tungsten steel given by Benigo has already met Ronan's requirements for melee weapons.
"After using the [Silverization] talisman to increase the amplification, these two aspects can be greatly enhanced."
The core [Silverization] sigil of the Silver Ring, its full name is - [Shibiort's Mithril Transformation].
The effect is to add a "rune mithril" spell amplification effect based on the original characteristics of the metal medium.
It can be understood as some kind of additional enchantment, and it is also the basis for the powerful inheritance of metal spells in the silver magic ring.
"When you reach the middle stage of the first level, the increased soul power is almost enough to condense the second sigil."
Ronan's current strength progress is still at 24% of the first-level wizard, and he is only a few bottles of medicine away from the middle level of the first-level wizard.
"I hope Benigo isn't bragging to me."
Ronan thought as he opened the storage pockets of the four magic circle wizards.
The mental strength of these four people was far greater than that of Ronan, but when Ronan chose the "violent" method of cracking, they were successfully opened one after another.
The final gain is as follows:
Five hundred and thirty-two high-grade magic stones.
There are eleven first-level magic tools.
There are a lot of first-order potions and materials.
A few wizarding books of little use.
Personal belongings and sundries.
There are also three fist-sized pieces of special metal, which should be used to supplement the loss of the respective metal spell media.
Normally, every time a metal wizard casts a spell, the metal used as the spell medium will suffer a certain amount of loss.
The same is true for the nightmare tungsten steel in Ronan's hand.
However, he only plans to use the Nightmare Tungsten Steel as a melee weapon, and the loss will be much less than that of ordinary metal wizards.
The large piece Benigo gave him was enough for him to use for a long time.
He is now using Nightmare Tungsten Steel to condense a handy one-handed long sword, and there is still a lot of Nightmare Tungsten Steel.
With a bunch of things in front of him, Ronan's net worth reached an unprecedented height.
If all these things were replaced with magic stones, Ronan felt that he could easily break through the number of one thousand high-level magic stones.
“I shouldn’t have to worry about the resources for my personal cultivation in the short term, but I don’t know how much resources the Holy Blood Tree will need to invest.
Don’t be a bottomless pit.”
Ronan thought, put away his things, and entered into his daily meditation practice after dinner.
In the days that followed, Ronan's life entered another calm and regular state.
He received the robe and permanent residence certificate as a core member in the Dharma Circle, but he still stayed at the Blueberry Inn.
The next day, Benigo sent him the ancient formula for refining the spiritual power-enhancing potion he requested, as well as the required potion materials, as well as some of the various ingredients needed to awaken the seeds of the Holy Blood Tree in the first stage. Material.
Ronan went on a large shopping spree outside the Seventh Ring City and spent nearly two hundred high-grade magic stones before finally getting it together. He wondered over and over whether he had been tricked by Benigo.
Fortunately, two days later, Benigo successfully prepared the several mental power-enhancing potions he needed, and Ronan felt a little better.
One month later.
Vast forest.
Thick ice and snow covered the entire area within a radius of nearly one mile.
The terrible cold air destroyed almost all colors except dark blue and snow-white. The green and vitality were isolated from the white, and a strong sense of despair filled the entire space.
In this desperate situation and chill, a slender and tall figure was suspended in mid-air.
The silver robe exuded a little glow under the crystal refracted sunlight, and the hem fluttered slightly with the wind and snow.
The boy with short dark chestnut hair was surrounded by countless mysterious energy, and his eyes were as clear and blue as the sky.
He seems to be an exquisite figure carved out of clear ice crystals, but he is the real source of the endless coldness and despair in this world!
At the young man’s feet, the corpses of huge black wasps were densely covered with corpses. In front of him, there were nearly ten super-large wasps that were as big as a calf.
The wings of these wasps are broad and transparent. Every time they flap, they can draw obvious transparent ripples in the air. Their bodies are light blue and have a well-proportioned streamlined shape. Their two eyes are shining with emerald green light, and they have an inexplicable majesty. temperament.
Amidst the "buzzing" wings of ten Warcraft wasps, light green streamer wind blades appeared in the air, shooting out at the same time in no particular order, making a series of intensive sharp air-piercing sounds, heading straight towards the silver magic spell. The young man in the robe was shot away.
The young man's right hand hidden under the robe suddenly raised, and a thick piece of ice-like armor emerged in the air, and then a piece of deep black flowing metal held up an umbrella-like shape in front of him.
"Crackling——"
Countless wind blades hit the ice shield, breaking through the ice in half a breath, and then landed on the black metal shield, making a series of crisp sounds like rain hitting the ice.
"The field of despair... breaks out!"
In the middle of the sound of the blow, an overwhelming surging cold air suddenly emitted from the boy's body. The dark blue cold current was like the veins of glaciers and frozen soil, and the aurora in the northern sky swept the entire battlefield in an instant.
The bodies of the ten wasp beasts fluttering their wings suddenly froze under the sweep of this cold current. Their whole bodies were covered with a thick layer of frost, except for the slight flickering of light in their two eyes.
The young man raised his hand, and the umbrella-shaped black metal in front of him suddenly retracted, and then the blue in his eyes suddenly bloomed, and more terrifying mysterious energy came out of his body, and in an instant, it formed a majestic and vast sea at his fingertips. The torrent field!
"[Particle Torrent]!"
(End of chapter)