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033 Magic Net

Arne is the priest of the Temple of Life in South Wind Fortress, and he is also a poor man.

However, there are too many poor people in Nanfeng Fortress, so I won’t introduce his background here.

After hearing the elf general's words, the muscles on Priest Arne's face twitched, and he forcibly suppressed his complicated emotions.

"Ernest, I understand, where is the injured?"

The priest said in a low and hoarse voice. It was difficult to assess his emotions now.

There is sadness and longing for deceased relatives

There is anger and powerlessness against the evil dragon

I blame myself for not being able to protect them.

There is excitement and pleasure in dying against the enemy

The so-called five flavors are mixed, which is probably the case.

"Here, the Druid Master just arranged a restoration ceremony!"

Dosso shouted loudly that the master in his mouth was just an honorific, and it did not mean that Steve had embarked on the road of being a model. Just like Victor in his previous life, everyone in Guangdong Province was a handsome boy.

When the priest walked over to check on the injured, the two elf mages were still pointing at the red dragon's corpse until Ernest walked up to them.

"You two, I need your help. Has any of you prepared the [Language Proficiency] spell today?"

His words made the two mages look at each other.

In fact, priests can also cast this spell, but now the first priority is to heal the adventurers who were injured after completing the great task of slaying the dragon.

Now in order to talk to Victor as soon as possible, the elf general had to come to these two tool wizards for help.

——They are the mage of the Mountain Tower who was asked to carry the body of the red dragon. They are also subordinates of Felix, the Light of the Mist, and are not under the direct jurisdiction of the Ranger General.

However, mages need to prepare in advance to cast spells every day. Even if a mage has learned a certain spell, he will not be able to cast the spell if he does not make corresponding preparations on the day.

Because the mages on Faerûn rely on magic nets to cast spells.

In fact, the Magic Network is a very broad setting in the DND world.

Almost all spells need to go through the magic network, including divine spells.

Even for professions like Warlocks, which rely more on instinct to cast spells, their essence is to express spells through magic nets. However, the number of spells they can cast is not limited by the spell slots of the magic nets, but by the magic slots that fill their bodies.

Their magical power, as well as mental concentration and physical strength, etc., determine the number of spells they cast.

The magician's spellcasting principle is to rely on intuition (genetic information in the blood), relying on the body's magic power and spirit to understand and communicate with the spells on the magic network, and finally release them.

Abstractly speaking, the Magic Web is a scattered network that fills the universe. By weaving it into a corresponding form (spell model), the corresponding spell can be released.

Mage, Warlock, Arcanist, Warlock, Mystic, and other spell-casting professions all use their own (learning or instinct) to weave magic webs and release spells.

The difference is that some professions (mages, warlocks) use spell models stored in the magic network (magicians prepare spells every day) to cast spells, so the number of spells cast (spell slot restrictions) will be limited by the magic network - that is, if you put

Private files are stored on public disks, and public disks limit your storage limit.

Some professions (warlock, arcanist, mystic) rely on intuition (bloodline) or intellectual talent to weave spells on the spot (spell models are stored in bloodline intuition or in the mind), and will not be limited by the magic network's upper limit on the number of spells they can cast.

(There is no spell slot limit), but it is limited by the magic power of blood and mental concentration.

There are also priests, paladins, rangers, druids, shamans, etc., who all rely on some kind of medium to weave models in the magic web to cast spells.

For example, priests and paladins rely on the power of gods, and their upper limit of spell casting is determined by gods. Rangers and druids can either rely on the pure power of nature as a medium (natural spells), or they can rely on the power of gods who believe in the natural realm.

As a medium (natural magic).

They all rely on media to contact the magic network. Compared with their own spell-casting profession, it is more difficult for them to create a new spell, but it is easier to cast a spell!

The Weave is a natural thing, just like the sun, and the Goddess of Magic is just the deity who manages the Weave.

As for who created the Leyline? No one can answer this question. Maybe no one in the whole of Toril knows the answer...

*

"General, who do you need to unleash [Language Proficiency] on?"

After looking at each other for a while, one of the mages stood up and said with a smile. Maxima's death made them feel very good, and for the dragon's body, hehe, only the Mage Tower is the most suitable buyer here!

"That warrior without clothes is the adventurer who cut off the dragon's neck and cut off the cliff at the same time. He is a visitor from another world, suspected to be the legendary swordsman..."

Ernest said to the elf mage in a serious tone:

"Ivan, we need to understand his situation. You should know that the joining of a legendary sword master is of great significance to us."

"A strong man from another world?...I know, Ernest, this might be a good opportunity..."

Ivan Coric, a student of Archmage Felix, also became serious.

What does it mean to be a legendary professional?

There are only two legends in the mist elves. One is the ranger general, the legendary magic archer Elvy, who is currently leading the Sleepless troops to garrison in the north of the mountains - where two adult black dragons came to build a nest more than ten years ago.

Another one is the Archmage Felix, the Light of the Mists. He built the Mountain Tower 50 years ago in the southern section of the Misty Mountains, between the Green Forest Fortress and the Southwind Fortress. This mage tower not only cultivates elf mages,

, and also resisted the dark green disaster Margaret head-on!

Felix killed the previous dragon lord August 30 years ago, and then the angry Margaret massacred 7 elven villages - including the fluorescent garden, the hometown of the half-elf ranger Yorick!

In the end, Margaret was driven out of the forest by the Archmage with the help of the remaining power of the Mage Tower and the Elf Mystique.

And the other children of Dark Green Calamity will no longer dare to take the lead in attacking the elves' defenses. They will only hover in the sky, commanding their family legions to attack the city and plunder from a distance.

——If a dragon is killed, it will die! Everyone is afraid of death, including the giant dragon.

*

After being patted on the arm by the mage holding the earthen pyramid, Victor's brain became clear again, and he could understand the conversations of the elves again!

——He knew that he, as a tool man, would be used again.

"It seems we need to learn the common language quickly!"

The muscular man thought secretly.

"Good day, respected dragon-slaying warrior! I am Ernest Mandel, the defender of Southwind Fortress."

Ernest introduced himself with a smile.

Thinking that he was now a "stowaway", the elf heard the meaning of "general" and instantly activated Victor's "professional bureaucratic mode"

"First time meeting, ha! Hello, hello!"

I saw him straighten his back immediately, with a formulaic smile on his face, and at the same time stretched out his right hand and said.

Whether in the previous life or in the pirate world, shaking hands is a very common thing when meeting.

However, the elegant elf didn't have such a "handshake". His move made the Ranger General freeze in place.

"pia"

After a few seconds of awkward confusion, Mr. Ernest, the "genius etiquette master", also extended his right hand and patted Victor's hand...

This made the muscular man freeze in place...

"Is he provoking me? It must be so, right?"



It must be said that differences in language, culture, and customs will not only bring about conflicts and wars, but sometimes also some hilarious scenes.


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