Chapter 4 ‘Magic’ and the Price

Finally approaching the part of the space where the magic core was kept, Blade Ya waited happily for the old witch doctor's explanation.

The old witch doctor seemed to sense Blade Ya's expectations. He sighed inaudibly and said slowly,

"Power is dangerous but useful; you don't want to pass it on, but you must pass it on."

Blade Ya expressed his confusion, "Magic" is such a wonderful power, why are there trolls unwilling to pass it on?

"Yesterday, 'price', remember?"

Blade Ya nodded to show that he hadn't forgotten. He remembered that the witch doctor seemed a little tired after he said "Crescent Moon" yesterday.

"The price is not just 'tired'."

As if he was coming here intentionally, the old troll took out a few records from the shelf in front of him, sat cross-legged on the ground, and motioned for Blade Tooth to come closer and sit down, and then carefully opened one of the records.

On the first page, there is a hunched-over (this is the natural standing posture of a troll), a mature troll with bulging muscles and arms as long as his knees.

On the second page, I used the simplest strokes possible to draw a growth record from a troll baby, calf height, thigh height, belly height, chest height, to shoulder height.

Seeing that he understood, the old witch doctor turned to the fifth page, where there was a very obvious image of a troll witch doctor.

After seeing his reaction, the old witch doctor nodded with satisfaction, stopped scaring the child, and began to explain it more systematically.

"Soldier, you are seriously injured, but you will not live long. Do you understand?"

After receiving it, Ben Ya imitated the appearance of the witch doctor yesterday and closed his eyes and pondered for a while, wanting to experience what the old witch doctor called 'feeling'.

"Power, feeling, entering the magic crystal, attacking; warrior, can't; witch doctor, can."

"Death, the price, turned to dust, blown away by the wind."

The old witch doctor took out a crystal the size of an eyeball from his waist and handed it to Blade Tooth for him to try and feel.

At low levels, although you can clearly know that lifespan will definitely be consumed, compared to the troll's vitality, it is relatively slight, and there will be no clear feedback. It can only be distinguished by 'a little tired, tired, very tired';

Hearing these things, Sabaya felt chilled again, and kept saying in his heart, "Magic shouldn't be like this," but his curiosity made him unable to stop asking how to use the power.

"A warrior, if you exercise, your strength will become stronger; a witch doctor, if you don't know how to exercise, you can only wait."

He looked at the old witch doctor with some uneasiness, wondering if he only had an increase in memory, and actually had no 'witch doctor talent'.

On the fourth page, a mound of soil is drawn unexpectedly.

In short, witch doctors grade the known magic cores according to the cost of use, and this price is life span, or vitality.

"how long?"

"clear."

At the intermediate level, the price after use is enough to get feedback on the spot. According to the changes in face and body, it can be roughly divided into three levels: "a little older, a lot older, and too old";

When reaching high levels, the price is already very heavy. Generally speaking, it can be divided into three levels: "You can still live for a while, you are about to die, and you will die immediately".

Blade Ya was a little dumbfounded. Even though he had a very vague idea of ​​the span of time at this moment, he could understand from his own personal experience that what the old witch doctor was referring to was a long period of time.

"Ah this."

The third page is a 6 by 12 dot matrix.

After receiving a nod from Blade Tooth in response, the old witch doctor ended the broad introduction and began the formal teaching.

The old troll pointed at the 'growth trajectory' on the second page, then pointed at the dot matrix diagram on the third page and the mound on the fourth page, and said.

Normally, a little troll at this stage would have been asked to perform some auxiliary work that could be done in the tribe, such as assisting the troll warriors who were responsible for processing food, furs, etc. But since Blade Ya

From the day he became a witch doctor apprentice, he was no longer required to participate in these matters of the tribe.

"You have good talent but short talent."

"Witch doctor, your life will be longer."

After saying this, the old witch doctor pointed out his fingers, indicating that he had waited twice as long to transform from a baby to a warrior.

"clear?"

He paused, then looked around at the 'bookshelf', and continued,

"I, baby, warrior."

"Talent alone is not enough, wait until you grow up."

Bianya shook his head when he heard this. The contents of the first and second pages were easy to understand individually, but the third and fourth pages were completely incomprehensible. However, when the four pages of pictures were read together, he could vaguely understand them.

I had some ideas, but I couldn't grasp it for a while.

"If you have qualifications, there are few, but you have them; if you have a long life, you have a tribe, and there should be more witch doctors, but there are not more. Think about it, do you understand?"

So, what about the remaining witch doctors? Look at what he means, it seems that they paid the price, they all turned into sand and were blown away by the wind.

After understanding what the old witch doctor said, Blade Ya felt shuddering, and his heart that had been burning since yesterday also cooled down.

After that, he first put away one of the fingers, thought about it, and felt that it was not accurate, so he returned to two fingers. Only this time, he used his other hand to cover the upper part of one of the fingers.

, then nodded with satisfaction, indicating that it would probably take this long.

He pointed to the two rows with more soldiers than soldiers on the array diagram and said this.

Moreover, after using the high-level magic core, especially the power of the last two levels, if the initiator is not young enough, it may lead to a situation where the vitality is not enough to make up for the cost, and the death will be in vain. In that case, because the magic core cannot retain the power, if

If you don't want the former to die in vain, you need to have a latecomer take over within a short period of time (a few breaths) to continue to pay the price and launch an attack.

"Feeling, no."

Then there is the sixth page, which is also the last page of the whole 'book'. It records 6 times 14 in a dot matrix, and also squeezes a mound in the corner that is similar to the fourth page.

Blade Ya was a little embarrassed. He felt that he was no smarter than the old witch doctor in front of him. He only understood more things in his previous life because he had seen more things in his previous life, and his corresponding ability to associate was stronger. He wanted to be polite, but after thinking about it for a long time,

I couldn't find the relevant expression in Troll language at all, so I had to lick my face and accept it.

However, the old witch doctor's obvious expression of 'that's how it should be' made him sigh in relief and turned to speak.

Seemingly surprised by Blade Ya's speed of understanding, the old witch doctor praised happily.

Just like that, the day of study officially began.

"Well, you are smarter and faster than me."

By analogy with the previous life, it has been at least three or four years since I can remember it until I became the so-called 'thigh-high' today, right? And this is only one-fifth or even one-sixth of the time it takes for a troll to grow into a qualified warrior, and even more

To be more precise, it might only take longer.

What's more, you may have to multiply by 1.5 after this.

God, why don’t you wait four or fifty years?

The old witch doctor nodded and replied,

The old witch doctor made it clear that witch doctor qualifications are indeed rare, but one or two will always appear in two or three batches of baby boomers; and witch doctors live longer, logically speaking, the tribe should not only have three witch doctors now.

right.

Blade Ya thought for a while, and finally roughly understood what it was expressing.

After the old witch doctor asked the question, he didn't wait for Blade Ya to give an answer and just answered by himself,

Blade Ya understood quickly and understood that it meant the lifespan of a witch doctor, which was two times longer than the lifespan of a warrior, as it took a troll doll to grow into a warrior.

For a while, nothing happened.

Seemingly noticing Blade Ya's surprise, the old witch doctor also sighed and explained in a rather helpless tone,

Obviously, this represents the growth and death of the witch doctor.

To put it simply, the theoretical lifespan of a troll warrior without disease or disaster is equivalent to 12 times the time it takes for a baby to grow to adulthood.

"Waiting is not enough, you have to learn. Inheritance is more important than strength."

This is to allow the witch doctor disciples more time to accept the inheritance, and Blade Ya does exactly this, and plans to go further and do it better.

He decided to improve the tribe's recording tools first. Tree bark and the like were obviously unreliable.

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