Chapter 2082 Embers extinguished at dawn (fourteen)
Chapter 2082: Destruction at Dawn Fourteen
At the same time, in the lounge of Bedivere's sand ship [Dawn].
After experiencing the battle for days, Bedivere finally found time to practice the spell. He was looking at the spell fire in his palm attentively. He moved his right palm left and right, trying to let the flame follow.
His palms moved together, and at the same time the shape of the flame changed. In addition to the shape of the sphere, it also lengthened into the shape of a blade, and flattened it like a shield.
This magical fire is not a real flame, but a spirit body. Its firelight has almost no heat. It is just an excess light emitted by the spirit body when it exists in this world. So Bediwell is "playing"
"Fire" is actually very safe, at least there is not much danger to the people around him.
"Hey hey hey hey" little tiger Obert looked at the werewolf youth playing with fire curiously and found it very interesting: "I want something like this too."
"How could I just give the magic fire to a brat like you?" Bedivere then rolled his eyes at Obert.
"Boss, you are distracted." Seeing the flame in the palm of the werewolf youth changing from a sphere to an irregular shape, Lawrence, who was giving advice as a "mentor", scolded: "Don't care what others say, put yourself first."
Do your best in practice."
"Okay." Bedivere replied a little unhappily. In fact, he was reluctant to let Lawrence be his spell master, but this ball of spell fire was indeed given to him by Lawrence, and he
Lawrence was the only person he knew who could teach him spells.
The werewolf young man tried to ignore the harassment of the little tiger Obert, and concentrated on manipulating the cursed flame in his hand to change its shape. According to Lawrence's request, he successfully turned the cursed fireball into a hollow fire ring.
"Very good. The next step is to divide the spell fire into several fireballs and control them to float around you. As for how many fireballs can be separated, it depends on how accurately you can control it." Lawrence said again.
"Let the magic fire split? Is this possible?"
"It's not a real split. It's actually a magical fire, but it's just changed into several fireballs floating apart." Lawrence explained: "Can it be done?"
"I'll try." The werewolf youth then focused more on manipulating the magic fire. It was indeed just [one] magic fire. Even if it split into multiple fireballs, it actually only changed its shape. Bedi
Vile successfully split a ball of spellfire into five, then let them float and circle slowly around himself.
"Boss is so awesome. He was able to achieve this level not long after he just learned the spell." Lawrence then praised: "I think back then I transformed the spell fire into this form. It took me three months just to practice, and
The maximum one can only conjure four fireballs. The difference is so huge, I’m so jealous."
"Well, my ex-wife is a magician after all. Because of her relationship, I also know a little about magic. Of course it is different from the spell you practiced from scratch." Bedivere said politely.
"Then I think you won't have any big problems in the first stage of training, boss. The next step is just to spend more time getting familiar with using it and cultivating a higher tacit understanding with your spell fire."
Lawrence scratched his head again: "Then let's finish the first phase here. Next is the second phase, the change in the nature of the spell."
"Change in nature? Hasn't it changed a long time ago?" Bedivere asked in confusion.
"No, the first stage of training is only a [form change] of the cursed fire. Whether it is a flaming blade, a ring of fire, or multiple split fireballs, they are only changes in form, but have no properties.
Mutation." Lawrence stretched out his palm and summoned the fire of his spell: "The change in nature is something else. For example, like this."
A clear liquid gushed out from his palm, and the liquid swirled with the ripples of the spell fire. It was eventually pulled by the spell fire, flew around the fireball in the air, and was ignited, turning into a
A fireball with actual heat.
"Extracting the fat from the body and turning the magic fire into a truly lethal fireball is the simplest property-changing technique. I know that you can easily do this, boss, but how delicate it is, and
It's something else."
"Isn't it just extracting oil from the body to create a burning fireball? Look at me." Bedivere also tried to command his spell fire to do the same thing. A slightly turbid liquid gushes out from the palm of his hand.
It was drawn by the magic fire and flew in mid-air, ignited, and soon turned into a magic fireball with actual heat. The heat of the flame was slightly high, and even Bediwell himself felt it was a bit dangerous, and his palms felt hot at any time.
The tension of being burned.
"The clarity of the oil is not high enough, impurities are mixed in, and too much oil is extracted. The heat of the flame is so strong that it almost burns you." Lawrence commented mercilessly: "It seems that you need to practice more, boss."
"I know." Bedivere replied a little unhappy.
"However, extracting oil is not the only part of the change in the nature of the spell. There are many things that can be extracted from the human body, such as water, oil, minerals, especially iron, and even things that are inhaled into the lungs when breathing.
Oxygen, hydrogen, and nitrogen can all be separated and extracted. To the extreme, you can even extract carbon dioxide from the body and form carbon powder in the palm of your hand."
"They are all comparable to alchemists." Bedivere couldn't help but complain.
"There is still a long way to go with alchemy. Humans can do very precise things by actively using magic to control alchemy. Now, give orders to the cursed fire and let the cursed fire do the work for you. It must be extracted indirectly through your body."
Matter. With more steps, the difficulty increases several times." Lawrence blinked: "The extraction of gases and solids is extremely difficult, and it is basically impossible to do it without long-term practice. And the more pure the substance is, the more difficult it is to extract it.
The difficulty of extraction becomes higher. Extracting oxygen from the air is already a very difficult property change in the spell."
Bedivere nodded, seeming to understand.
"The magician can completely extract the oxygen from the air to make the magic fire burn more vigorously." Lawrence raised the still burning magic fireball in front of him and blew on it, as if blowing out
It is pure oxygen. Enhanced by the combustion-supporting effect of oxygen, the flame of the spell fireball burns more vigorously, and the original fiery red color suddenly turns into a dark blue flame with higher energy. The visual inspection of this fireball should be over a thousand degrees.
The heat, right? However, the cursed fire used a barrier to bind the flames in a constant barrier, and its heat basically did not leak out, so it did not burn Lawrence who was holding the cursed fireball.
"Oh, it's really amazing, it's like fireworks." Obert on the side looked fascinated.
"If you mix compressed hydrogen into it, and the fireball is thrown out and the hydrogen blockade is released in an instant, it will produce a terrible explosion." Lawrence added, "But this is too dangerous, so I won't demonstrate it."
"Uncle, my idle uncle, show me something else, meow." The tiger man boy was cheering from the side.
"Easy food uncle" Lawrence showed a half-smiling expression, with veins popping out on his forehead. This title of "Idle food uncle" must have been taught to Obert by Kate's brat.
However, he did not have the same experience as these brats. He quickly released heat to extinguish the flame of the cursed fireball, and then held the heatless cursed fireball in his palm: "If it is just to extract minerals, let me see.
Take the iron out of the blood and it will look like this."
Bedivere could clearly see something dark squirming in Lawrence's palm, and it quickly condensed into something. It was a dark red iron block, or even an iron bead with perfect smoothness.
. It's about as big as a soybean.
"Huh, refining iron is really tiring." Lawrence couldn't help but sweat after finishing it.
"Is it really okay to make something like this casually?" Bedivere couldn't help but ask. Extracting iron elements from the blood should be a highly depleting behavior, and might make the performer anemic.
And it's iron deficiency anemia.
"It will be no problem if we go back and have a good meal. Boss, remember to treat us." Lawrence then said.
"You just finished eating." Bediwell complained: "And it's still a casual meal."
"That's not the point." The magician refuted the werewolf youth's complaints with a straight face: "In short, that's it. The changes in the nature of the spell are basically achieved by taking raw materials from the human body. Just be careful when taking the raw materials.
Don't suck all the water and oil out of your body, it will kill you."
Bedivere looked Lawrence up and down: "I don't understand. In this case, why don't you eat more and store more [ammunition] in your body in case of emergency?"
"You've got to the point. There are actually magicians who eat very hard and turn themselves into fat men, thinking that this way they will have more [ammunition] and be more advantageous in actual combat." The magician replied.
Said: "But obviously this is wrong. A fat man's metabolism is faster than that of ordinary people. If you drain a few hundred kilograms of fat from a dead fat man and make him become a thin man all of a sudden, what will happen? That person will collapse."
, and they collapse quickly at a higher speed than normal people. Practical experience has proved that fat people are not as efficient as thin people in using spells. Well, the above are the original words of Teacher Clara, I just copied them."
"Heh." The werewolf young man breathed a sigh of relief and pinched his belly subconsciously.
He can be regarded as an extremely strong individual among the orcs. His muscular body was formed after a long period of training and accumulated over time. Ordinary orcs are far from being as strong as Bedivere.
But his strength is reflected in his strength without any fat. He has very little fat on his body, and he has used a lot of spells recently. He always feels that the more spells he uses, the less and less excess fat he has on his body.
, fearing that it was not completely consumed. Before, he thought Lawrence would ask him to eat more fatty food to gain weight, but now it seems that this is not necessary.
"I don't understand. The spell has to be taken from the caster's body every time before it can be cast. It is so harmful to the user's body, why should it be used? Wouldn't it be better to just use the spell directly?" The werewolf youth
complained.
"Don't you understand this, boss?" Lawrence blinked: "Because there is no [petrification penalty] when humans use spells." (To be continued)