He rushed over angrily. Bruce stood up the densely written tome in his hand and blocked it between the two of them. As if he had been punched, Constantine took two steps back and covered his forehead and said.
: "No, don't show me this, but there can't be anything wrong with my magic circle."
Constantine sat opposite Bruce, clenched his hands into fists, knocked on the table with his knuckles and said: "Although the magician borrows his power, he also has a lot of skills in how to use the borrowed power. The current gang of Leng
Touqing borrowed his power and squandered it at will, and some even didn't even bother to recite the incantation, and just waved their hands to throw out the energy body as a means of attack."
"The difference between me and them is that I have mastered almost all existing methods to improve the efficiency of using magic energy. Whether it is chants, spells, magic props or magic circles, I have mastered the most subtle ones."
"This is also the reason why I have borrowed money from heaven and hell and never repaid it, but I can still live until now. I can use the least energy to achieve the greatest effect, and the energy utilization efficiency is at least five or six times that of others. If I let those group of runes
If you don't know a fool, you will have already killed yourself."
"But the two magic arrays you drew in front of me that day are indeed inefficient. You only need to add less than four more general runes for transformation, and the speed of energy conversion can be increased by 5 times."
"Hiss..." Constantine gritted his teeth and sucked in air. He glared at Bruce and said, "What a loud tone. I'll get the paper and let's deduce it from the beginning."
Constantine rushed upstairs angrily and brought a stack of white paper and several pens of different colors. He spread the paper between the two of them and took the lead in picking up a black pen and started sketching.
He drew the magic circle very quickly, and he did it in one go, without modification at all, and he looked very skilled. Then Constantine pointed the tip of his pen at the center of the magic circle and said: "Look here, when the magic energy is injected into the first devilish rune
At the same time, devilishy acts on the last branch of ishy, and conducts energy to Diabos to form the first complete secret word "evil-devil". As the first definition of this summoning, it limits the summoned object to the devil...
"
Constantine deduced a circle along the entire magic circle, and the logic was smooth and complete, but Bruce shook his head. He took another piece of paper and drew a more complex magic circle on it, without using the common circle.
Or a hexagon, but a special-shaped array, the whole is a rhombus with a narrow top and a wide bottom.
"First, we write the duo-aura parallel rune from the Upta School in 556 AD, and then directly inject energy into the first branch of the upper rune, so that the first branch of devilishy and the first branch of Diabos travel at the same time, and then connect to the fortunena
The first one is judged. If the opponent is devilish, then..."
"Wait a minute!" Constantine interrupted, pointing to one of the runes and saying: "What's going on with this parallel rune? Why is it so complicated?"
"This is what was just written in this book. The duo-aura demonstrated by the Upta school formed around 500 AD was engraved on the Upta Knight stone tablet at the bottom of the Tigris River. Its characteristics are runes.
The first branch undergoes a branching determination after energy injection, so a branch pattern is formed here..."
"You only read a book for two hours and you can memorize a small rune carved on some fucking stone tablet in 500 AD??!!"
"Yes, and the person who carved the last rune was Satus Upta, from the Upta school..."
"I don't want to know about the Upta School! I just want to know, why do you say that this magic circle is more efficient than the one I drew? Have you tried it?"
"It doesn't require experimentation, it's just a simple logic problem, and it's more efficient and less accurate, and it runs faster."
Constantine blew out a puff of air through his nose, slapped the table, stood up, and said, "Just wait."
After a while, he picked up a staff from the warehouse, looked at Schiller's unkind eyes at the table, and explained: "The magic props were made long ago, and the remaining magic energy on them runs
One magic circle is enough, as long as I don't borrow a new one, it's totally fine."
Schiller looked him up and down, and Constantine gritted his teeth and said, "You have to give me a chance to have academic exchanges with your outstanding graduates, Professor Schiller?!"
He bit the last name very hard, and Schiller raised his eyebrows, took a step back slightly and said, "Please do."
Constantine put the staff on the table with a snap. He looked at Bruce and said: "I won't bully you. We will use the most basic pine wood ash to draw a miniature magic circle, and then use the energy to
Just inject it and you’ll see the results.”
"Wait." Bruce interrupted him. "What, you don't dare anymore?"
"No." Bruce stared at the magic circle he drew on the paper, and then said: "I remember Master Upta once raised the possibility that as long as the properties of the material can withstand it, then the parallel magic circle is not the end.
"During his lifetime, he wanted to try double parallel or quadruple parallel runes, but there were not many magic materials in that era... Do you have any magic circle materials that can withstand more power?
?I just had a new idea for four parallels."
Constantine's eyes widened. He looked at Bruce blankly and said, "You don't want to say that you created a new magic circle, do you?"
"It's not about creation." Bruce's eyes still stayed on the paper, and he said while thinking: "It's just an improvement. If parallel commands can be completed, then dual parallel commands can definitely be done, but I don't know much about magic materials yet.
What is the difference in nature...Do you have any relevant books? I think I can memorize them in the last twenty minutes."
Bruce raised his eyes and glanced at Constantine's expression, and stood up as if he was helpless and said: "Okay, let's try the existing patterns first. If possible, maybe I can try to put them on the way to the banquet.
Double parallel runes added."
Constantine first grabbed a handful of pine ash, outlined his own magic circle with a smooth technique, and then handed the wooden bowl to Bruce.
Batman is a person who can throw bat-shaped darts that are completely unergonomic and aerodynamic. Even if it is his first time to draw a magic circle, he is not panicked and his hands are not shaking. He holds a little pine wood in his hand.
Gray, there was not a single pause from beginning to end.
After the magic circle was drawn, Constantine took the staff, looked at Bruce and said, "Are you going to do it or am I going to do it?"
Bruce made a gesture of invitation, and Constantine placed the gem at the tip of the staff on the rune that needed to be infused with energy. A faint light flashed through the magic circle drawn by Constantine almost instantly.
The light on the magic circle became stronger and stronger, and the original white light began to gradually become tinted with color. After about five seconds, the magic circle completely turned red, and it was extinguished after ten seconds.
Then, he used the same method to inject energy into the magic circle painted by Bruce. At first it was a weak white light, but it turned into deep red in less than two seconds.
Constantine's brows frowned more and more, and then his eyes suddenly widened, and he quickly used the bottom of the staff to disturb the magic circle, but it was already too late, the devil's whisper came from the center of the magic circle.
"It's over, the minimum requirements for summoning have been met!"
There was panic in Constantine's voice, but his movements seemed to have been rehearsed thousands of times. He took a step back, his breath dropped, and he held the wooden staff with both hands.
"Whoosh! Bang!"
The rounded staff hit the horn of the demon who had not yet had time to emerge, and there was only an "ouch" sound as the light of the magic circle gradually disappeared, and the demon's scream echoed: "Constantine!!
!”
Constantine put away his staff, took out his ears and said, "Why are you shouting? If I can use magic, I will definitely let you come up..."
Bruce raised his eyebrows in surprise, then looked at Constantine and said, "It seems that I still have a lot to learn.
Constantine paused, looking a little surprised, and after a few seconds he grinned and said.
"That's not necessary, boy, you are much stronger than me. Just remember, you must smash them back at once. This is the only way to cancel the summoning ceremony."
Then he walked up and patted Bruce on the back and said: "You may really be a genius that has not been born in the magic world for thousands of years. You may be comparable to Merlin, but sometimes hanging a book bag is useless. You can negotiate after hitting the devil."
The effect is excellent.”
"Of course, this is the special skill of our school, isn't it?" Bruce looked at him with a smile and said.
Constantine was slightly stunned. He turned to look at Schiller who was leaning on the bookshelf table. Schiller raised the wine glass in his hand to him, and Constantine's eyes immediately straightened.
He rushed over, sat down opposite Schiller and said, "Don't tell me that there is an unlimited supply of red wine in your mage tower?!"
"Not only that, but there are also cigars, the good ones in my office."
"You told me earlier, where did we choose the mage tower of our school? It couldn't be Gotham, right?"
"Of course it's not that if the mages go crazy one by one, it might not be conducive to academic exchanges. I think your bookstore is good. Behind it is the Forgotten Bar. It has a beautiful environment and convenient transportation. What do you think?"
"You'll bring the inventory here?"
"That depends on whether you can prepare a wine cellar."
Constantine stood up suddenly, hurriedly ran to the basement, and said: "It will be built within three days, I'm waiting for your good products!"
Schiller showed a smile, stood up from the table, looked down at his watch and said, "The banquet time is almost up, let's go."
While standing at the door of the bookstore waiting for the carriage, Schiller turned to look at Bruce and said: "First use straightforward language to provoke the other party in the areas where they least want to lose, to arouse the other party's desire to win. After victory, express humility and willingness to learn from the other party.
, it is indeed a good way to win people’s trust.”
When Bruce looked back, Schiller looked into his eyes and said: "But sometimes, vulgar things are more touching."
The carriage descended from mid-air, and Schiller and Bruce got into the carriage. Schiller looked at the night outside the window and added: "The enjoyment of sound, color and taste is an innate instinct of human beings, and few people are immune to it."
"Are you suggesting that I give you a bottle of red wine?"
"So, boy." Schiller turned to look at Bruce and said, "You still have a lot to learn.
The magic carriage carried the stream of light across London's misty night sky, heading towards the light spots on the coastline, until the last ray of light disappeared at the end of the sky, leaving only the city alone.