To a certain extent, this is actually "creating" a magic energy array.
But this kind of "creation" is actually very low-level. It is old wine in a new bottle. Although the effect of the magic energy array has changed in the end, the so-called forbidden spirits and forbidden energy magic patterns in it are actually not his original work, but are written in the book.
recorded.
He just uses it.
But this time, it's completely different.
He planned to start from the magic pattern angle and create a brand new magic pattern himself, a private magic pattern that only belonged to him.
This is very difficult.
One night passed, Angel stopped writing at his desk, picked up the ice water beside him and drank it in one gulp.
The cold water moistened his throat and slowly calmed his boiling thoughts.
In ten hours, he had already learned these eight magic horns, but the transformation of a single magic horn had not yet been completed.
The difficulty of creating a new magic pattern horn is indeed very high.
However, Angel did not give up because he had already seen a breakthrough!
For the eight magic pattern horns, Angel initially studied "Soul Soothing", which lasted most of the night; in the end, nothing came out.
Just when Angel was calculating the sunk costs and choosing to give up, he saw the magic pattern horn "Suo Ling" out of the corner of his eye.
"Since you can't see the reason for this magic pattern horn, why don't you change your mind and look at the other magic pattern horns first. If you still get nothing, let it go decisively." With this thought in mind, he no longer studied "Soul Soothing".
, but began to study "Suoling".
After several hours of research, he discovered that the lines of "Suoling" gave him a strange sense of déjà vu.
I seem to have seen similar texture structures somewhere?
Angel thought about it for a long time, but he never thought about where the sense of déjà vu came from. So, he made himself a glass of ice water to cool down his boiling thoughts.
Trying to calm yourself down through the intervention of this external force.
The effect was okay, at least Angel felt a little calmer at this time, but he still couldn't find the source of the "sense of déjà vu".
He had a vague feeling that the source of this sense of déjà vu would definitely become a breakthrough.
But, how to find it?
Angel sat there for half an hour without thinking. After thinking about it, he decided to stand up and go outside to enjoy the breeze.
Perhaps you can stimulate your dormant inspiration through external information?
Thinking of this, he pushed open the door that had been closed all night and walked into the yard.
The small courtyard he was in was located on the top of a small hill on the grassland. It was not very high, but because it was surrounded by low plains, the view was still relatively open.
You can clearly see the library in the distance, the tea party, and the nearby Edward Makeup and Hair Shop.
There was no one at the tea party at this time.
At least to the naked eye, there was no one there. Even Zeus, the thundercloud that usually floated over the tea table, had left at this time.
However, Zeus did not go far and took a nap above the nearby lake.
Every now and then, after snoring, a bolt of lightning would come out of its nostrils and fall on the lake, forming a thin layer of lightning.
Also because of this layer of electric light, some dead fish with their stomachs turned upside down were already floating on the lake.
"Fish?" Angel was suddenly stunned. He remembered that there were no fish in the lake next to Fischer's cemetery.
How come there are still fish in there after I haven’t seen them all night?
In surprise, Angel slowly turned his head and looked at the lakeshore near Fischer's grave.
I saw Laplace on the shore of the lake at this time.
The silver hair on her back fluttered, forming a silver throne. Laplace sat on this throne, holding a homemade fishing rod and fishing quietly by the lake.
Seeing this scene, Angel suddenly understood.
Why are there so many fish? It’s most likely caused by Laplace.
The reason...
Probably just for fishing.
Angel looked at Zeus above the lake, then at the dead fish caused by the lightning, and finally at Laplace who was fishing quietly.
He can now confirm that Laplace simply likes fishing.
As for the "fish" itself, I don't care that much.
Otherwise, those fish that were electrocuted and stunned could have become her catch. But she didn't even look at those electrocuted fish.
One can imagine.
What she loves is the process of fishing, not the result.
This is a good way to polish your mind.
Angel nodded secretly in his heart.
However, just as he was thinking this, Laplace in the distance suddenly stood up excitedly, swung the fishing rod, and when the fishing line was pulled into the air, he could clearly see that the fishhook was hooked with a fish A silvery barracuda the size of a child's hand.
Laplace reached out and took over this incredibly small silver barracuda, his eyes looking very excited.
Put the precious and important things into the fish basket.
Next, when Laplace was fishing, he would look at the silver barracuda in the fish basket every few seconds, as if this fish was a unique treasure.
Seeing this, Angel was a little confused again.
He thought that Laplace loved the fishing process and didn't care about the fish she harvested. But now it seems that she also cares about the fishing results?
What's going on?
He really couldn't understand the world of fishermen.
Forget it, Angel shook his head and stopped observing Laplace, but turned his gaze to the other side.
Chapter completed!