"The release of spells is based on the structured spell model, and the structured spell model requires a medium.
This medium is generally mental power, but it does not necessarily require mental power. According to preliminary experiments, elements and materials containing elemental power can also be used as a medium to construct spell models. The spell models constructed in this way can also release spells.
Theoretically speaking, an ordinary person can also release spells by constructing a spell model using materials containing elemental power.
Based on this principle, we can engrave the spell model on a flat or three-dimensional carrier, so that when using it, we only need to activate it to quickly release the spell without the participation of a mage."
The second and third pages of the manuscript contained a large number of experimental records for making spell scrolls. When he saw these words and data, Fang Bai seemed to have an image of the owner of the manuscript doing experiments and trying again and again.
Failed again and again, failed again and again.
until success.
In addition, the third page also records more detailed knowledge of spell model analysis, spell structure analysis, relationships between spell nodes, and even the role and impact of elemental channels on spell models.
And at the end, there was another sentence that caught Fang Bai's eyes and aroused Fang Bai's curiosity completely.
"Since other carriers can carry spell models, can I engrave the spell models on buildings or the earth?
The normal release of spells is limited by my own strength, and the release of spells by spell scrolls is limited by the power of the scroll material. The power and effect of spells are often limited, and cannot be released beyond my own strength level.
I have my own limits, but the world does not, and the external world does not. In this case, why don’t I use the tallness of the building and the breadth of the earth to carry more powerful magical power?
Why can’t the power of heaven and earth be used by me?”
Seeing this sentence, Fang Bai felt passionate in his heart and continued to look down.
The bottom is gone.
Gan!
Although the bottom is gone, Fang Bai can't catch the person who wrote the book and beat him up. Even if he catches him, he probably won't be able to beat him.
Fang Bai could only patiently ponder the content contained in this sentence.
"architecture."
Fang Bai looked up at the container house where he was.
A container house is not big, but it is more than ten square meters.
After walking out of the door, he looked at the three-story building in the village.
Look into the distance and look at the buildings tens of meters high!
Finally, look at your feet, the mountains and rivers, and the earth.
"Engrave the spell model on the building and on the earth! Why can't the power of heaven and earth be used by me?"
Fang Bai whispered in his mouth, but this simple sentence seemed to contain infinite grandeur!
Fang Bai couldn't help but recall the images that flashed in his mind before, the towers soaring into the sky, the cities floating in the sky, and he suddenly realized.
"He must have succeeded, right?"
"That tower and that city should be the creations based on this idea, right?"
At this moment, Fang Bai, a young apprentice who only knew two spell models, quietly planted a seed in his heart and had a dream.
"I want to build a tower of mine on the earth!
I want to raise a city of mine under this sky!"
This sentence is like being entangled in choosing Tsinghua University or Peking University since childhood. It sounds good, ridiculous, and untrue.
But, who knows if the young man who went to Peking University and Tsinghua University once said this sentence?
Fang Bai returned to the room and looked at the manuscript. After careful examination, Fang Bai clearly discovered that the last line was clearly added later.
Perhaps the mage who had already built the tower and raised the city wrote it in retrospect?
Fang Bai suddenly turned back to the previous page. From the first line of the first page to the third page and the last line of the fourth page, an idea suddenly appeared in Fang Bai's mind.
"The spell knowledge in this manuscript is not complete. It is just a spell model without the most basic things.
This is not smooth, it is not a systematic series of knowledge, it is scattered
Not only that, every piece of knowledge this manuscript gives me seems to leave a little hook at the end, arousing my expectations and arousing my curiosity."
Fang Bai finally realized something was wrong and said softly.
"The spell models and spell scrolls on the back of the first page guide me to observe and study the spell structure, while giving me the basic ability to save my life.
The knowledge about the spell scroll on the second page taught me the basic knowledge of inscribing spell models, taught me how to study the spell structure, and started to use spell models to inscribe on buildings. The earth guided my thinking.
To break the stereotype in my thinking, it should not be a mage who only uses his own body power.
Those who are good at mobilizing the power of the outside world to cast spells are the real mage!
This is not teaching me knowledge, but guiding me to form a thinking mode that continuously researches and seeks knowledge."
Fang Bai looked down at the manuscript in his hand and said softly.
"This is not a manuscript, but a carefully crafted inheritance of ideas!
What is passed down is thinking, not knowledge.”
At this moment, Fang Bai's thoughts were clearer and more ethereal than ever before.
"Mage, real mage."
Fang Bai said softly, with an expression of great relief on his face, and his eyes gradually gained a sense of purpose and clarity.
If Fang Bai had been living in this apocalyptic world drifting with the crowd before, then Fang Bai now had a clear goal, or dream.
Fang Bai wants to become a mage.
Fang Bai wanted to build a high tower, raise a floating city, restore order, and build the dreamlike mage civilization in the phantom.
Towers stand tall! Hundreds of cities soar in the sky! All worlds worship!
As he was thinking about it, Fang Bai suddenly laughed out loud. These words sounded funny to him. Fang Bai himself thought it was so funny and ridiculous.
Fang Bai shook his head to put away the ridiculous thoughts, and thought carefully.
"If you want to become a real mage, then the most important thing you should do now is to study energy models, or spell models, study, thoroughly master all the spell models that you can get and have access to, and master the laws within them.
In this way, you can make arbitrary changes and create spell models at will. Any spell, whether it is cooking, washing clothes, building a house, or killing people, you can pick it up at your fingertips and create it at will, thus becoming a real mage!"
A fireball spell slowly appeared in Fang Bai's hand.
Looking at the fist-sized fireball, this fireball can cause as much damage as a howitzer, and with Fang Bai's current mental strength, Fang Bai can fire dozens of this fireball. To say that it is a self-propelled howitzer is definitely not an exaggeration.