Monsters are naturally sensitive to magic. According to their own research, the human body is mainly composed of water, and the monster's body is mainly composed of magic. Of course, humans can also perceive and use magic. This is not impossible, after all.
What seals the monsters underground is human magic.
The souls of monsters are made of compassion, hope, and love, but this is not necessary, as human souls do not have these. The true nature of the soul is unknown.
Combining these statements, humans are born from the first egg of creation, and monsters are born from the second egg. It is magic. Magic gives soul and life to the original animals, plants, elements and dead objects, so they
Able to move, able to feel, and possessing an excess of cuteness and tenderness, Lu Zongping just couldn't resist Toriel's tenderness and therefore continued to stay.
But no matter what, he learned the first magic in his life, "Summoning Weapons from Another World".
Toriel's theoretical knowledge was taught well, and Lu Zongping could probably figure out the principle of this summoning magic.
Essentially speaking, the huge form of magic allows it to cover multiple worlds, and the alien world here is also in a broad sense, including but not limited to alien planets, parallel universes, fantasy worlds, etc. Relatively speaking, this magic is safe enough.
This is also the reason why Toriel is confident to teach it to Lu Zongping.
There are many ways to cast this magic, but the core is the "form" of summoning weapons from other worlds. The different processing methods are reflected in the choice of filling materials. Magic can indeed create objects out of thin air, but that is too demanding. Usually
The method is to use pure magical energy as the material to summon alien weapons in an unstable state.
If you love the weapon very much, then you need to provide it with real material support. That is to say, you need a shell. Summoning alien weapons can shape the form and soul of the weapon, but after all, it cannot shape the material and body of the weapon.
All summoning magic is a gamble like divination. In the vast universe, there are people calling each other, and weapons call their masters.
Lu Zongping couldn't wait to start his first spell casting. Toriel was worried but said no more. She decided to give the boy full freedom and respect.
Lu Zongping chanted, trying to feel the existence of magic. Compared with the tolerant nature, magic will appear colder. Even if there are stormy waves in nature, the wave of magic can easily crush the caster.
The ancient spellcasting syllables guided his soul and will, and his heart and soul radiated nine colors of light. Lu Zongping saw the world from another angle. Traces of magic were everywhere, like another world under the world, and the original outline of the material.
, the quality and attributes are suppressed, but the flash of soul and magic is so clear.
Lu Zongping looked at the out-of-focus time and space in front of him. The world of magic was constantly changing. Time was broken and distorted here. The chaotic holes in time and space roared back and forth, running like vortexes of colors on the canvas. He sang and sang, begging for the weapon.
can be in his hands.
Behind a huge and endless hole that tore apart house domes and rocks, even the sky on the surface, and twisted the galaxy, there was a lone star shining, and suddenly a bright white light flew up and fell in front of Lu Zongping's eyes.
The boy stared at the weapon in front of him in surprise: a pale triangular bone sword, very worn, with fine cracks on the rough surface. The hilt was an extremely simple cylinder, and the sword body was like a narrowed cone.
It was dull and dull, just like a worn-out blunt sword.
No matter what, it was the first corresponding boy's weapon, and he held the old bone nail.
A porous pale mask flashed before his eyes. Lu Zongping blinked. He had finished casting the spell and his vision returned to normal. The magical world and illusions he had just seen were completely hidden. The boy clenched the bone nail in his hand: the total length was three feet and three feet.
inches, just a little shorter than others.
It was a bit humorous for the child to hold up such a big weapon. Toriel breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help laughing at the same time, "Well done, kid. I thought you were good enough for summoning a small dagger, but I didn't expect,
You have a strong sense of magic."
The dilapidated bone nail now only has an illusory form condensed with magical energy. Lu Zongping's mind connected it, and a bright and gentle breath came from this ancient and pitiful weapon. Lu Zongping liked this very much, and he decided to treat it as
Do your own thing.
Men treat weapons like their own brothers and feet. Lu Zongping now wished he could become brothers with this ugly and dishonorable bone nail on the spot.
But he also had an indescribable feeling...
Toriel saw that the boy was stunned and asked softly, "What's wrong, kid? You seem unhappy."
Lu Zongping shook his head. He stared at the bone nail in his hand. The illusive and pale shape was as light as nothing in his hand. Light flowed unsteadily on the surface like water waves, and the halo around the edge seemed to be burning. Why would such a light weapon give such a person
Does he feel so heavy?
"Like this weapon? Is it a sword?"
Lu Zongping nodded, then shook his head, "I like it, but this seems to be called a bone nail."
Toriel said warmly, "I can use identification magic to explore the mystery of this bone nail. Do you need my help?"
The boy held the bone nail in his hands and presented it to Aries. She praised the bone nail for its rich historical heritage, but she said this euphemistically to indicate that this thing was really old. To put it nicely, she was afraid that the child would be sad.
Toriel did not sing, but directly tapped the surface of the bone nail, and then closed her eyes.
Lu Zongping was quite nervous.
Aries exclaimed in a low voice, "God, by magic, this weapon once belonged to a legendary warrior."
Lu Zongping's eyes lit up, "What's that soldier's name?"
"Well, a nameless warrior, but he should also be a monster, seems to be a beetle?"
Lu Zongping immediately felt a little depressed again. It turned out to be a weapon of insects. How powerful could it be? Tsk.
Aries continued to marvel, "In the legend, this warrior braved the ancient lost kingdom alone, saved the underground people, freed himself from the fate of reincarnation, broke the false light, fought against the void, split the eternal night, transformed into stars, and has the title of God of Gods.
He is very, very powerful. His swordsmanship is said to be superb and unrivaled. My child, it is a gift of fate that you can inherit the weapon of such a hero!"
The boy's eyes suddenly lit up, as if they could emit a blazing fire.
"You didn't lie to me, did you?"
"Of course not, kid, I even know what this sword is called."
Lu Zongping stared at Toriel closely.
Aries opened his green eyes and smiled, "You remember his name, his name is Repair Bug Bone Nail."
Chapter completed!