January is still one of the coldest months in Britain, so the woods behind the villa in Alsace are still bare, and the afternoon sunlight can shine directly on the ground without any obstruction.
There were two people standing in this quiet and eerie forest. Naturally, they were Alsace and Don Quixote. The reason why they came to this place in the cold weather was because Alsace wanted to see Don Quixote.
I am gifted with spells, but I am afraid of destroying my house!
Don Quixote sighed quietly, obviously speechless that Alsace cared so much for his house, but standing here he really felt like he had experienced a lot of changes, "More than a year ago, I was a magic idiot who didn't understand anything.
, I still remember that I lost my first body near here, but a year later I became the mage of the ring that all the mages in the entire continent dreamed of. I guess no one would believe it if I told you. Others need it.
It took me more than a decade, or even decades, to complete the journey, but it only took me one year. It seems that the great goddess of magic has really taken care of me. Of course, I must also thank the great goddess of time."
Mentioning the goddess of time, Alsace's expression changed slightly, but it only flashed by. Then he said lightly, "You don't need to belittle yourself like this. Everything in the world is reasonable as it exists.
There have been special cases before. Not to mention, the King of Britain, Arthur Pendry, jumped from an ordinary girl to the king of knights with the magic sword in the stone. He completed in one step what may have taken others more than a hundred years to achieve.
At the end of the journey, if everyone felt the same way as you, the other knights would have hit the wall and died! Besides, good luck can't cover up your talent in magic. That epiphany said it all!
However, you may not have such a good opportunity in the future, after all, there is only one tree of soul in a lifetime, and it only bears fruit once."
Don Quixote shrugged his shoulders. He lamented all this. He just felt that it all came a little too easily, but just like what Alsace said, existence is reasonable. He, an ordinary person, can travel to another world.
It is not impossible to skip three levels in a row in a year.
"I have a total of ten innate spells. So far, I can only fully use the first three. The latter ones have exceeded the limit of what my soul can bear. According to my estimation, at least I will have to wait until I upgrade to
Only mid-level magicians can use it, and the most disgusting thing about these innate spells is that even if they are converted into magic circles, they must use my spiritual energy to operate, but my spiritual energy is not enough to maintain such magic.
The array is moving."
"It's normal. Otherwise, why do you think the innate spell is more powerful than the ordinary spell? Because your spiritual energy is also part of this spell. Without your spiritual energy, it means that the structure of this spell is incomplete, and naturally there is no way to function.
, Okay, hurry up and use your innate spells, I can’t wait any longer.”
Don Quixote nodded and began to construct the spell. After nearly half a month of familiarity, Don Quixote once again used this spell specially designed for him. Naturally, he became familiar with it. After a wave of basic elements, Don Quixote
The soul-eating Taoist robe appeared on his body again.
"This is my first talent spell, the Devouring Psychic Robe. It is a defensive spell. For melee professions such as knights and ascetics, when they attack me, the robe will plunder their psychic energy, and the mage will
If a spell is cast on it, it will be able to extract the psychic energy from the structure to a certain extent while resisting spell attacks."
"It's really a magical spell." Alsace stretched out his hand and touched it. He could faintly feel that the spiritual energy was out of the body. Of course, because he was too powerful, this spell would not have any effect on him, but it would have no effect on him.
For opponents of the same level, this spell is no ordinary cheating. "What else?" Alsace's curiosity was obviously aroused.
Don Quixote constructed the soul-capturing copper bell again. "This is the second spell, called the copper bell that interferes with the connection between the soul and the body." As he spoke, Don Quixote shook it in conjunction with the incantation that must be recited.
, bursts of crisp ringtones spread around the woods. If you were throwing a few handfuls of paper money at this time, it would really be like a corpse chaser.
The moment the spell attacked Alsace, he seemed to feel that his soul tentacles could not control his body! Of course, the strength of Alsace's soul was there, so that was just a feeling. In fact, Alsace could still be normal.
Controlling your body is like a gust of wind blowing on you. You do feel the wind pushing you, but it doesn't mean you will retreat!
But even this was enough for Alsace to pay attention to it. The psychic spells of the Ring Mage could be used on him, which was already something to be proud of. But it was also the spells related to the soul that made Arthas take it seriously.
Alsace narrowed his eyes slightly. Before, he thought that Don Quixote's magic should be related to freedom, but if he thinks about it carefully, it seems that this boy does not have that much desire for freedom. After all, free will is just
An attribute passed down by blood can at most affect a person's character to a certain extent, but it cannot determine what his obsession is.
"The last spell," Don Quixote put away the bell and robe, because to be honest he was still a little uncomfortable with the shape, even though he said he was a fan of Lin Zhengying, "I am not yet proficient in using this spell, so
It may take a little longer to structure it. The name of this spell is called the magic circle that interferes with the spiritual energy of the soul. It is a range-wide spell!"
Of course, this is not its original name, it was translated by Don Quixote. The name of this spell in the sea of consciousness is displayed in Chinese characters, called Soul-Calming Curse!
Don Quixote stretched out a hand and waved it in the air. Countless basic elements were mixed with psychic energy to form a piece of bright yellow paper about the length of a hand. The opponent could be vaguely seen through the sunlight.
There is a strange red symbol on the side of Don Quixote.
After the spell was constructed, Don Quixote stretched out his two fingers to hold the talisman. Alsace thought that Don Quixote would throw the magical-looking piece of paper towards him, but unfortunately,
He guessed wrong. Don Quixote looked at the spell for a few times, then slapped it on his forehead. This action made Alsace a little curious. Could this spell be a benefit spell?
?
But the next effect of the spell explained Alsace's doubts. When Don Quixote put the talisman on his forehead, with him as the center of the circle, the talisman began to spread out in all directions.
Such a fluctuation!
This kind of fluctuation can actually make the operation of psychic energy extremely difficult. The closer to Don Quixote, the stronger the feeling of difficulty! This made Arthas a little surprised. This is the third spell.
There is a hint of domain magic!
The so-called domain spell is a spell that can modify the rules of the world within a certain range. For example, the rule within a certain range is that the speed of psychic energy operation will be reduced by half, so even if a domain mage is within this range, the same will happen.
The only way is to break this realm, such as tearing off the charm on Don Quixote's forehead.
"The power of the spell is very good, but it is still difficult for you to fully utilize the power of this spell!"
"Pa!" Don Quixote tore off the talisman on his forehead, and with a wave of his hand, it dissipated into the air like dust. "This spell is very laborious to construct, and it will continue to consume my energy when used.
Psychic energy, if you want to maintain this spell for a long time, you must limit the inflow of psionic energy, then the power will naturally be greatly reduced!"
Arthas said with some curiosity, "What is your obsession that has evolved so many soul-related spells?"
"Obsession?" Don Quixote said helplessly, "Master, do you still remember my father?"
"Of course, a great alchemist."
"As you said, because of his vision problems, he has never been in contact with souls, but this does not hinder his imagination. In fact, when I was young, he often told me some stories related to souls.
Some are touching, and some are terrifying. Although now I know that an independent soul cannot stay in the world of Faerûn for long, but those stories still affect me and make me have a very strange feeling for the soul.
It’s like that feeling you have with a snowstorm, but you’re scared and you want to be close to it!”
"For example, the clothes you see on me that look like magic sticks and the bells are all props that appeared in the stories made up by my father. As a result, all of them have been transformed into what I am now by my obsession.
Spell!"
When Don Quixote said these words, he was really recalling scenes on earth, so the strong aura of memories exuding from his whole body made Alsace believe again that Don Quixote was talking about running away.
train!
"Haha, I'm actually interested in the stories your father told. Take a walk, go back to the villa, and then tell me slowly."
"If you are bitten by the undead, do you need to use wheat to cover the wound? After a person dies, his soul will come back seven days later? Haha," Alsace sat on the sofa and smiled unbridled. "If you tell your story at night, I will definitely
The effect will be better, especially to scare those timid guys. But to be honest, the story your father imagined is still very exciting. Although it is not very consistent with the facts, he definitely has the talent to be a bard! Even if it is me,
I am also attracted by this wonderful story, not to mention you are still a child!"
"Okay, teacher, let's stop the story now. It's time for you to tell me about the spell slots!"
"Spell slots, actually there isn't much to say. Just remember, the first spell slot must cut the soul as much as possible! The reason is very simple. The soul fragments and ordinary soul structures required for the spell slots have already been
It’s different. This requires a transformation process. The more powerful it is, the longer the transformation time will be. Of course, after constructing a new spell slot, the recovery time will be longer!”
"So, when you are still very weak, like now, you transform most of your soul structure into a form suitable for the spell slot structure, then when you grow up in the future, this soul will also grow with you, waiting for you
When the soul is able to withstand more spell slots, you only need to knock down the first spell slot, and then divide the soul that has grown up into multiple spell slots, and you can easily build new spell slots without affecting the soul.
Your strength!"
"Oh," Don Quixote nodded with satisfaction, "There is such a thing. Do you have any other experiences?"
"No, no," Alsace obviously fell in love with the fictitious story made up by Don Quixote's fictitious father. "The rest are of little use. Okay, you can continue telling that story.
, then what happened to the soul of the woman named Si Ao Qian..."