Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1818: The Sun Wheel (24)
Chapter 1818 Shining in the Sun Twenty-Four
Seeing that Bedivere didn't speak, Lawrence said to himself again: Boss, what I'm going to do next is very simple, just like what the big teacher did at the beginning: give you a little of my magic fire . The fire of the spell that is separated will be parasitic in your body, resonate with your soul, and grow stronger over time, and eventually become a force that you can send and use for you. Then I'll see if the orcs can use spells, after all, I can't tell.
But Bedivere hesitates. Wouldn't this be equivalent to letting a foreign unknown spirit be parasitized in one's body? Wouldn't it be dangerous?
Whether or not you want to accept the magic fire I gave you, boss, you can think about it. Lawrence took a step back: once you accept it, it becomes a part of your soul, and I'm afraid you can never let it go.
Are there any side effects? Bedivere asked worriedly.
As far as I know, there are no side effects. Don't get carried away and use spells indiscriminately, just ruin your body. Lawrence blinked: Generally speaking, humans obtain photons from the outside world through eating and other methods, and because of the existence of photons, people can be healthy and strong. But the photons obtained in this way are all free photons, which will soon leak out of the human body and cannot be retained forever. The conjuration fire doesn't **** photons from your body, it only absorbs the photons you should have leaked for its use, so in theory, it shouldn't have any ill effects on your body.
That's just your one-sided statement.
Ask a hundred sorcerers, and a hundred sorcerers will tell you the same thing. Even if you go to Egypt's black history library to check the information, the answers you find are similar. Lawrence shrugged: it's up to you, boss, whether you want to believe it or not.
Bediver was silent for a moment.
You don't have to promise me now, after all, this is something you can't go back on once you accept it. Lawrence smiled indifferently and said: Come to me when you really make up your mind to touch the world of magic.
Bediver hesitated for a while, thinking about it, I'm actually more curious, what can you do with the fire of magic? Can you really make yourself very powerful by casting a curse on yourself?
The Man of Steel you just saw is just one of the more commonly used defensive spells. Lawrence said: There are also aggressive moves, such as collecting the heat in one's body and emitting it along with the fire of the spell. But that one I can't use in a place like this, otherwise this lounge will be destroyed.
Eve, is the bathroom that was converted from a warehouse yesterday still there? Bedivere asked.
Still. Navigation is now enabled. The ship's artificial intelligence navigation system replied. A light band of holographic images immediately appeared on the ground, and the light band would bring Bedivere and the others to the mechanical warehouse.
Let's go. Bedivere got up from the sand.
Going to take a shower? Lawrence said without a thought.
Go and experiment with the spell you're talking about to see if it makes any sense in combat. Bedivere said angrily. Playing with fire in the bathroom, even if the fire really starts, can be controlled immediately, no problem.
In a few minutes.
Wow, boss, when did you get such a big bathroom remodeled in your boat? That's pretty cool. Lawrence looked at the large bathroom transformed into the entire warehouse and was very satisfied. He would come here to take a bath in the future. This is a luxurious big bath for a private room.
Eve, every time Lawrence takes a shower here in the future, remember to change the water in the bathroom and thoroughly disinfect the bathroom. So Bedivere said.
Understood, Captain Bedivere. The ship's artificial intelligence navigation system replied.
Boss you
What? I'm afraid of some strange infectious disease on you. Bedivere looked at Lawrence with contempt.
Okay. Lawrence looked angry but didn't dare to speak, and then took off his pants.
Uh, what are you doing?
Boss, I told you that when you use a spell, you simply take something out of your body. Aggressive spells need to draw heat from your body to move, so what happens to your body, you know?
The temperature will drop. Bedivere answered rightly: And a sharp drop.
That's right. Lawrence didn't take off his shirt, just jumped into the bathtub, the water of the bathtub just soaked to his waist.
Well, the water temperature is just right. That way you won't be afraid of catching a cold. Then he turned around, raised his hand towards Bedivere, and spread it out: just like that, some of the oil was first extracted from the body and used as fuel
The oil really came out of his palm, and it wasn't even a little bit. The greasy, paste-like oil poured out of his palm. It looked a little disgusting, but it was not affected by the spell Fire is lit. Just as Bedivere originally expected, the fire of incantation itself has no heat. It is a very simple and ancient spirit body that looks similar to fire.
Then draws out the heat from the body and ignites the grease.
Wow! With the discoloration of the magic fire, a fire group ignited from Lawrence's palm, and was wrapped by the enchantment composed of the magic fire, turning into a stable fireball.
Cast out. Lawrence turned around and waved his hand towards the bathtub. The fireball flew out following Lawrence's flicking of his hand, drew a well-defined parabola, and landed in the pool with a popping sound.
Because it was a fireball made of oil or high-purity oil, the fireball didn't even go out immediately when it fell on the water, but floated on the water with the oil and continued to burn for more than ten seconds. The consumption of grease and finally extinguished.
How about it, does it have practical significance? Lawrence turned his head and asked.
You put on your pants first. Bedivere was too lazy to complain.
No no no, I'll soak in hot water first, I'm freezing. Lawrence didn't put on his pants, but took off his shirt, and immersed himself in the hot water of the bathtub.
Oh, the water temperature is just right, he can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Just now Lawrence just threw a small fireball, and the power of the fireball was not necessarily that great, but it had a very strong side effect, that is, Lawrence's body temperature dropped sharply. In this way, the spell is really a double-edged sword, and the benefits seem to be far less than the pay.
Of course, it's also very likely that Lawrence himself is just too weak. The average person loses such a small amount of calories, and it will not have any major impact on the body.
Are offensive spells limited to fire spells? Bedivere couldn't help but ask curiously: The only thing that can be taken out of his body is probably heat, right?
I don't know about this either, I only know a few simple tricks. Lawrence said: There are many things that can be taken out of the human body, but I know too little to say much in depth. The rest, let the boss do your own research.
So Lawrence once again opened his palm in front of Bedivere and summoned the conjuring fire from his palm: Boss, have you decided to accept the conjuring fire?
You said that the conjuration fire is an extension of your soul, and that the divided conjuration fire is equal to a part of the divided soul. Bedivere is still full of doubts: photons have the ability to carry memories. If you accept this, will you see something in you that shouldn't be seen, such as some obscene thoughts?
Hahahaha, interesting theory, Lawrence's face contorted in embarrassment, even though he was covering his shame with a smile: I've been assigned to Master Klarna's spell fire before, and occasionally Klara's dream. What you said is really possible. In order to keep my **, it seems that I still don't want to share my magic fire with you, boss. Otherwise, all the spring dreams I've had will be seen by you, boss, wouldn't it be embarrassing?
Bediver nearly vomited a mouthful of old blood on Lawrence's face.
Lawrence has already split the flame into two large and one small. The small conjuration fire, which was as big as a thumb, was clearly part of Bedivere.
What do you want to do? the werewolf youth asked.
Is there a bottle or something. This can be temporarily stored in a container, and you can take it out of the container when you want to use it, and save me from asking every time. Anyway, it's just splitting off such a small piece, and there is almost no loss on my side.
Bedivere thought about it~IndoMTL.com~ and immediately took a small water bottle from his waist.
You like it. Lawrence smiled mysteriously and shoved the splintered piece of conjuration fire into the water bottle.
Say, in the afternoon
Count me in for the afternoon action. Bedivere said: Just robbing graves, right? I can't watch you go to your death alone. If you die, no one will teach me spells.
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Don't get an inch
The cleaning potion can be crafted with air and water. Currently in production, will be delivered soon. Eve answered before Bedivere.
Free food and water, free daily necessities, invincible private bathroom. Lawrence said with satisfaction: I think I can live on this boat for the rest of my life.
You insatiable greedy jerk! Bedivere picked up the hot water and poured it over Lawrence's head.