Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2082: Ambush at dawn (14)
Chapter 2082 Embers at dawn (fourteen)
Meanwhile, in the lounge of Bedivere's sand ship [Dawn].
After days of fighting, Bedivere managed to find time to practice spells. He was looking intently at the magic fire in his palm. He moved his right palm from side to side, trying to make the flame move with his palm, and at the same time change the shape of the flame. shield.
This conjuration fire is not a real flame, but a mass of spirit body, its fire has almost no heat, just an excess light emitted by the spirit body when it exists in this world. So Bedivere is actually safe while "playing with fire", at least not too much danger to those around him.
"Hehehehe------" The little tiger Aubert curiously watched the werewolf youth play with fire, thinking it was very interesting: "I also want this kind of thing."
"How could it be possible to casually give the fire of conjuration to a kid like you." Bedivere then gave Aubert a blank look.
"Boss, you are distracted." Seeing that the flame in the werewolf youth's palm changed from a spherical shape to an irregular shape, Lawrence, who was giving advice as a "mentor", scolded: "Don't care what others say, first Do your own practice well."
"Okay," Bedivere replied somewhat unhappily. In fact, he was reluctant to let Lawrence be his spell master, but the fire of spells was indeed given to him by Lawrence, and the person he knew who could teach him spells was also Lawrence. Just one.
The werewolf youth tried to ignore the harassment of the little tiger Aubert, and concentrated on manipulating the magic flame in his hand to change its form. According to Lawrence's request, he successfully turned the magic fireball into a hollow fire ring.
"Very good. The next step is to divide the conjuration fire into several fireballs and control it to float around you. As for how many can be divided, it depends on how precisely you can control yourself." Lawrence said again.
"Let the conjuration fire split? Would that work?"
"It's not really a split, it's actually a conjuration fire, just in the form of several fireballs floating apart." Lawrence explained: "Can it be done?"
"I'll try." The werewolf youth then focused more on manipulating the fire of incantation. It is really just [a] conjuration fire, and even if it is divided into multiple fireballs, it is only a change in shape. Bedivere managed to divide a conjuration fireball into five, and let them float, slowly circling around himself.
"The boss is amazing, and he was able to do this not long after he learned spells." Lawrence then praised: "I think back then, when I turned the fire of spells into this form, it took me three years just to practice. Months, and the maximum can only change four fireballs. The gap is so huge, I simply envy me."
"Well, my ex-wife is a sorcerer anyway. Because of my ex-wife's relationship, I also know a little bit about spells. Of course, it's different from the spells you practiced from scratch." Bedivere said politely.
"Then I think the first stage of cultivation, boss, you shouldn't have a big problem, and then just spend more time to familiarize yourself with the use, and cultivate a higher tacit understanding with your magic fire. That's it." Lawrence scratched his head again: "Then let's finish the first stage here first. Next is the second stage, the nature of the spell changes."
"The nature has changed? Has it changed a long time ago?" Bedivere asked in confusion.
"No, the first stage of cultivation is only the [morphological change] of the fire of conjuration. Whether it is the blade of the flame, the ring of fire, or the multiple split fireballs, it is only a change in form. But there is no mutation." Lawrence stretched out his palm and summoned the fire of his own spell: "The change of nature is something else. For example, like this------"
A clear liquid poured out of his palm, and the liquid swirled with the rippling of the fire of the spell, and was finally pulled by the fire of the spell, flying around the fireball in mid-air, and ignited, Become a fireball with actual heat.
"Extracting oil from the body and turning the fire of conjuration into a truly lethal fireball is the simplest nature-changing technique. I know you should be able to do this easily, boss, but how much Sophistication is another matter."
"Isn't it just extracting oil from the body to create a fireball that can burn, look at me——" Bedivere also tried to order his own conjuration fire to do the same thing. A slightly cloudy liquid poured out from his palm, was drawn by the fire of the spell and flew in mid-air, ignited, and soon turned into a fireball of spell with actual heat. The heat of the flame was slightly higher, and even Bedivere himself felt a little dangerous, with a nervous feeling that his palms would get burned at any time.
"The clarity of the oil is not high enough, impurities are mixed in, and the oil is extracted too much, and the heat of the flame is too great to almost burn yourself." Lawrence commented mercilessly: "It seems that you need to practice more, boss. practice."
"Understood." Bedivere replied somewhat unhappily.
"However, the extraction of oil is not the only part that can be achieved by the change of the nature of the spell. There are many things that can be extracted from the human body, such as water, oil, minerals, especially iron, and even inhaled during breathing. Oxygen, hydrogen, and nitrogen in the lungs can all be separated and extracted. At the extreme, you can even extract carbon dioxide from the body and form carbon powder in the palm of your hand."
"It's comparable to that of an alchemist." Bedivere couldn't help but complain.
" is still far from alchemy. Human beings can actively control alchemy with spells to achieve very precise things. Now give orders to the fire of magic, and let the fire of magic do the work, and it must pass through your body. To extract substances indirectly. The more steps there are, the more difficult it is to soar several times.” Lawrence blinked: “The extraction of gases and solids is extremely difficult, and it is basically impossible without long-term practice. And the purer the substance is. The more difficult the extraction is, the higher the extraction difficulty. Extracting oxygen from the air is already a very difficult change in the nature of incantation."
Bediver nodded, half-understood.
"The conjurer can completely extract the oxygen in the air to make the fire of the spell burn more vigorously." Lawrence held the still-burning fire ball in front of him and blew at it. , seems to be blowing out pure oxygen. Thanks to the effect of oxygen-supported combustion, the flame of the magic fireball burned more vigorously, and the original fiery red suddenly turned into a dark blue flame with higher energy. This fireball should have a heat of thousands of degrees. However, the fire of the spell uses the enchantment to bind the flames in a constant enchantment, and its heat basically does not leak out, so it does not burn Lawrence who is holding the spell fireball.
"Oh, it's amazing, it's like fireworks." Obert on the side was fascinated.
"If compressed hydrogen is mixed in it, the fireball will release the hydrogen blockade in an instant after it is thrown out, and it will produce a terrifying explosion." Lawrence added: "But this is too dangerous, so I won't demonstrate it. "
"The uncle who is eating leisurely meals demonstrates something else, meow." The tiger man boy coaxed.
"Eating leisurely meals..." Lawrence showed a half-smile expression, with blue veins appearing on his forehead. "The uncle who eats idle food" must be what Kate's kid taught Aubert to say.
However, he didn't have the same knowledge as these little devils. He quickly released the heat to extinguish the flame of the conjuration fireball, and then squeezed the non-heated conjuration fireball in the palm of his hand: "If it's just extracting minerals. .....I see, I extract the iron from the blood, and it becomes like this------"
Bedivere could clearly see something dark wriggling in Lawrence's palm, quickly condensing into something. It was a dark red iron block, and it could even be said to be an iron bead with perfect smoothness. It was about the size of a soybean.
"Wow, refining iron is really tiring." Lawrence couldn't help sweating after finishing it.
"Is it really okay to make something like this?" Bedivere asked. Extracting iron from the blood should be an act of high depletion of oneself, and it might make the practitioner anemia, and it is iron-deficiency anemia.
"It's no problem to go back and have a good meal. The boss remembers to treat." Lawrence said.
"You just finished eating." Bedivere spit out: "And you're still having a meal."
"That's not the point." The magician retorted the werewolf youth's complaints with a stern face: "In short, that's it. The nature of magic is basically achieved by taking raw materials from the human body. Be careful when taking raw materials. It's good, don't **** up all the water and oil in your body, you will die."
Bediver looked up and down at Lawrence: "I don't understand. If so, why don't you eat more and store more [ammo] in your body for emergencies?"
"You said the point, there are really magicians who usually eat hard and eat themselves into a dead fat man, thinking that in actual combat, there will be more [ammo] and it will be more beneficial." The magician replied: "But it's obviously wrong to do this. The fat man's metabolism is faster than that of ordinary people. He drains the fat of a few hundred kilograms of dead fat man and turns him into a skinny man all of a sudden. Let's see what happens? People will collapse, and they will collapse at a higher speed than normal people. Practical experience has proved that the efficiency of the fat man using spells is not as good as that of the skinny man~IndoMTL.com~ Uh, the above is the original words of Teacher Klarna, I just It's just a copy."
"Huh." The werewolf youth sighed in relief, and subconsciously pinched his belly.
He is one of the most sturdy creatures among the Orcs. His physical fitness was formed through long-term training and accumulated over time, and ordinary orcs are far from being as strong as Bedivere.
However, his sturdiness is reflected in the sturdy body without the slightest bit of fat. There is actually very little fat on his body, and he has used a lot of spells recently. He always feels that the more spells he uses, the more excess fat he has on his body. The less it is, the less it will be consumed. Before, he thought that Lawrence would ask him to eat more fatty food to gain weight, but now it seems that this is not necessary.
"I don't understand, the spell has to be taken from the caster's body every time before it can be cast. It is so harmful to the user's body, why use it. Why don't you just use the spell directly. ' the werewolf youth complained.
"Don't you understand this, boss?" Lawrence blinked: "Because humans use spells, there will be no [petrification punishment]."
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