After walking along the passage for nearly three miles, the radiance of the Lighting Technique suddenly spread out in all directions. The surrounding low rock walls suddenly disappeared, and the five people walked into a wide underground space in one structure - -The ground seems to be an uneven stone slab that has cooled since the magma period. Some not very sharp stalagmites are scattered on the ground, but they leave a lot of space.
"Let's take a rest..." the mage suddenly said.
Edward frowned. Walking through such a tunnel full of rocks would indeed consume a lot of energy, but it seems that it is not suitable to rest under such circumstances - the existence of the lich is oppressing everyone like a dark cloud. In his mind, based on the information known at this stage, it seems to have been trapped by a certain part of a magical city, but no one can be sure whether or when the lich will catch up.
But in the end, the hunter sighed slightly and sat down next to a small piece of stalagmite without raising any objection. In fact, an opponent of the Lich's level was no longer something he could handle. Once he entered the battle, he could only rely on It's just a spell caster, and spell casters are known for their weak physical strength. If the spell fails due to fatigue, it will also be a trouble.
He took out a piece of dried meat from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, closed his eyes, slowly chewed it into a paste, and then swallowed it with a sip of water. Eating slowly in this way was much easier to replenish physical energy than eating a full meal at once, and it didn't It will cause a burden on the body - after the rendezvous, the food crisis has passed. Although most of the supplies were also lost in the earthquake, only a portion carried by the dwarves was left, but it was enough to supply five people for a few days. consumption, and with this time, it should be enough to leave this shallow underground.
The premise is that this group of people can find a way out.
The sound of slight footsteps made him open his eyes, and then he noticed the black robe that shimmered slightly and was as soft as velvet. The hunter was stunned, and he didn't understand why the other party came to him, and then suddenly I thought of something again, so my breathing stagnated slightly, but my heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a lot.
He took a subtle breath and let the many thoughts that suddenly appeared in his mind slowly subside. Then he raised his head and looked at the pale and beautiful face hidden in the shadow of the hood.
"...Stand up, put down your sword, take off the magic items, then chant after me and repeat my actions." The female mage spoke in a low voice, but with an unquestionable command tone: "But don't use your Eyes and ears, use your senses to imitate me. If you can, begin."
"Epona Otheresil...Likou von Kenal..." She softly recited a small, clear, but unrelated note. At the same time, she raised her hand and drew a subtle light on her fingertips. ——With a slight movement, the light followed the trajectory of her fingertips and outlined wonderful symbols.
"Asaharan Mona... Sonar Qin Anolo..." Trying his best to expel all distracting thoughts from his mind, Edward tried his best to imitate every movement and every syllable of the other party.
He succeeded. He imitated almost every one of the dozens of syllables very closely. When the strings of sounds came out of his mouth, except for the voice, they were almost exactly the same as those recited by the female mage. As for the fingers that control the hilt and bowstring, every movement is almost the same as the original version.
But he failed, because when the eight short paragraphs of syllables and eight gestures ended together, there was only a faint gleam of light on his fingertips.
Yes, it was weak... In fact, if it were not in this dark cave, that spark would not be detectable by anyone.
Then the female mage let out a slight sigh. Edward put down his wrist, his fingertips seemed to be shaking slightly, but his face remained calm and did not show any disappointment.
"To become a mage...what are the necessary conditions?" After a pause, she asked.
"Wisdom, memory, and... the patience to learn." He answered - this question is actually a bit simple and not vague, but there should be no unified answer... So Edward thought for a moment and gave the answer.
own answer.
"Standard, but ignorant answer."
The female mage spoke softly, but she categorically rejected it as soon as she spoke: "Yes, in the eyes of most people, this may be the case. With the ability to understand the structure of hundreds of simple or complex spells, one cannot make mistakes in the preparation of any potion.
The steps, the memory required for the lines of the magic circle, and the tireless pursuit of knowledge... However, this is just the impression given by the appearance of a mage. In fact, to be correct, becoming a mage requires talent, perseverance and extraordinary
Enough patience. The patience to still move forward in the face of countless failures, the perseverance to get what you want even if you sacrifice everything. This is a necessary qualification for a truly powerful mage, and it determines how far they can go on the road of magic.
Far."
"But talent cannot be ignored. Although talent does not require so much compared to the other two, it only requires one in a hundred... However, sometimes, this one percent of talent is very important.
It is more important than the ninety-nine percent of patience and perseverance. Because it can determine the direction you move forward."
Edward silently recorded every word she said in his heart. But he felt a little surprised——
It seemed that this was the first time that the female mage had been so close to him since they met. It was also the first time that she had said so many words.
So, when she stood in front of him like this, Edward suddenly realized that her figure was actually slender and petite - not even as tall as himself, so the black robe could cover it tightly, and her facial features were actually very delicate.
, big eyes and small nose, even looks a bit like a child.
That kind of mature charm is perfectly blended with an element that seems to be innocent.
So why am I habitually in awe? It seems to be because of the strange aura of the robe? But it's not...or maybe she just has a cold and mature temperament, which is completely incompatible with the softness of young women. The Arctic wasteland
General cold, as arrogant and fierce as an eagle.
However, the contrast between appearance and temperament makes it impossible to tell how old she is, and it creates a strange and charming flavor. And if the cold tone becomes longer, it is not actually prohibitive, but a kind of beating ice crystals.
Generally crisp and sweet - if she changes her pronunciation and movement habits, will she also be suitable for the term "soft girl"?
For a moment, he couldn't help but suddenly thought of it.
Fortunately, the female mage obviously didn't realize what weird idea the kid in front of her was thinking, otherwise, she would probably have made this idiot melt in the acid fireball immediately.
So, she just spoke slowly and clearly.
"In this world, magic is everywhere, every creature, every stream, even every stone, every grass... Even the air is full of original magical energy. This energy permeates everything
, its specific manifestation is the energy activity of the entire world. The so-called magic is actually the shaping of the original magic energy through the magic network. When we cast spells, no, to be precise, those warlocks are using their spell-like abilities, and
The way demons mobilize their innate supernatural abilities is the same - mobilizing the countless nodes in the magic network, entangling, joining, bending, coiling, overlapping, and shaping the energy to produce corresponding magical effects.
."
"Therefore, a qualified spellcaster needs an affinity with the magic net...so that he can feel the existence of the magic net, so that he can shape energy through the magic net. The rest, such as patience, hard work, hard work, or innate talent
Intelligence and acquired knowledge are just a means to stimulate this ability...In the final analysis, if a person cannot be accepted by the magic network, then there is no way to shape and display it."
After a slight pause, the mage stared at Edward's pupils and slowly said her conclusion:
"Your qualifications are not suitable for learning magic at all... Even if you master all the knowledge and devote your life, you can only access the second and third layers of the magic network... In this case, you might as well just be an ordinary person with peace of mind
A warrior with that little cunning should be able to live a comfortable life in this place."
"So, after listening to what I said..." she said word by word: "Have you changed your mind? Or are you ready to waste time on this road that is destined to be fruitless?"
"I... want to be a mage, even the worst and stupidest mage, as long as it is a mage..."
Staring at the hunter's eyes, they were as deep as a bottomless pool. The air seemed to become quiet at this time, and time seemed to be fast and slow... Edward sighed deeply, and slowly and clearly spit out certain memories.
words, and then smiled - because these words were so consistent with the situation he faced: "It is a waste of time to go against the ideal. On the contrary, even if you can only crawl, you will be as happy as flying."
"very good……"
I don't know if he was touched by something, or if he just took it as an answer? The mage nodded, then stretched out his hand and held one of Edward's palms.
The feeling on the palm of the hand was very strange. The smooth and soft touch made people feel a little comfortable, but it was so cold that it did not look like a human body. But before the boy could feel it carefully, the hand had already been retracted, and Edward
On the back of his right hand, a beautiful pattern spread, forming clear and slender dark red blood lines. When the delicate words were connected with the last stroke, the entire shield-shaped pattern shimmered with light.
disappeared without a trace.
Edward didn't understand the meaning of the attached text, but he had vaguely guessed a little bit - at least this should be a disguised reward.
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Some people say I cheated on clicks?
It’s unfair, that’s because Qidian’s modification system didn’t work for a long time, so I deleted it and reposted it!
Well, this chapter is my personal understanding of the DND caster, but in order not to be boring, I added some pinches... The source is obvious, it can be regarded as a tribute to the outstanding ones.
There is another chapter tonight.
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