Frost Wings

Dizziness……

When the white dragon tried to cast the first-level spell recorded in the Jonker Varage spellbook for the eighth time, a dizziness hit his brain, and the spell he was writing came to an abrupt end, and the concentrated magical energy Dissipated in the air, he touched his nose and saw a few drops of dragon nose blood coming out.

This is... the limit?

"Can you analyze what's going on?" He stopped casting spells, quietly closed his eyes and waited for the headache to subside. When he saw the incantation on the spell book again, he found a kind of chaotic thoughts constantly disturbing His brain made him completely unable to recognize the words on it.

"It is indeed the limit." The Three-Body Problem Research Institute listened to Bai Long's narration and analyzed it: "There should be certain restrictions on contacting the consciousness of the world. The net energy will put a burden on the user's spirit, and if the burden is too large, it will stop responding to the caster, which seems to be true."

"This kind of suppression? It's a very strange feeling..." Bai He recalled the feeling of casting the spell with difficulty: "Speaking of which, it seems to be the case. When preparing these spells, each time it feels more difficult than the last time, although It's the same mantra, but it's more and more complicated to analyze in the brain."

"...It seems that this kind of suppression is aimed at the ability of logical thinking." The three-body man said: "Fatigue, headache and difficulty in thinking analysis should be the concrete manifestation of this burden. Every time you come into contact with the magic net energy, this burden will become weaker. It's going to be a little bit bigger, until your thinking ability is completely suppressed."

"First-level spells are not feasible, so what about tricks?"

Bai He frowned, turned over another page of the spell book, and began to prepare for the trick.

The confusion of thinking did not seem to continue here, and soon an acid splash was ready.

However, the difficulty of the trick is extremely low. There are usually only two or three fields in a trick, the most complicated one is only five or six fields, and the basic spell is only twenty or thirty words. The magic structure contained is also very simple, and a first-level spell The spells to be written in preparation generally require fifty words, the basic spells are two or three hundred words in length, and the complexity of the magic structure is far from the world.

In comparison, the complexity of five or six tricks is not comparable to half a first-level spell.

And compared to the energy of the first layer of magic net, the energy around the magic net is much looser, and the pressure on the spirit is much less.

"In this way, the limit that my thinking ability can bear is only four tricks and seven first-level spells." Bai He thought to himself.

Why is it different from dndol's rules?

"It's not like this." The three-body man said, "According to the theory of "The Origin of the Magic Web", you should be able to prepare 4 tricks, 4 first-level spells, and 3 second-level spells at the same time, the one you just used repeatedly. The last few spells are getting harder and harder because the magic on the first layer of the Weave has stopped responding to your spirit, and you are actually using the power of the second layer of the Weave to activate them."

"That's it!" Bai He suddenly said, "No wonder the last three spellcastings didn't feel right."

Not only is it more difficult to evoke magic power every time, but the effect of the spell is also very strange: either the range is inexplicably longer, or the power fluctuates uncontrollably, and sometimes the affected area is deformed. Shirakawa thought it was due to mental fatigue. question.

"Also, you missed one." The three-body man said: "The fourteen-segment spell of the key magic has a total of 307 words, and the base spell has a total of three pages. The structure is much more complex than a first-level spell, and it is very difficult. Possibly more than Level 2."

"Hey~" Bai He was stunned for a moment, and when he compared the real situation with dndol's settings, he was immediately surprised.

So if you are in the game, my brother is already a level 5 magistrate?

In this way, according to the standards of the Tower of Eight Leaves, the students recruited are all mages who were born and raised but have never cast spells, and they all started at level five.

They are all born talents, no wonder it is as common as eating and drinking to say mastering five-level spells.

"To sum up, coupled with the limitations of the magic net, in addition to paying attention to the induction of spirit and magic power, magic practice should also pay attention to the resistance of logical thinking to the suppression of the magic net. Both of these can be gradually increased in magic research. Now The problem is, to determine the preliminary direction of spell research as soon as possible." Bai He thought to himself: "The easiest way to find your body is necromancy, so let's start with necromancy."

"I'm very grateful that you still remember this." The three-body human said: "But the most important thing right now is that you need a thorough deep sleep, only in this way can you cleanse the suppression of magic on your mind, but this so-called safe area, you Think it's a place where you can sleep peacefully?"

"It seems..." Bai He pondered for a while: "...It really isn't."

He took out the ring of the treaty, and his suspicions gradually increased.

Although he has the protection of the eight-leaf treaty, the red-robed big bald Claure Sane has always felt a little strange to him.

The white dragon does not dare to trust his own intuition, but he thinks that everything is going bad, if this Claure Sane takes a risk for some reason he does not know, and is willing to risk being punished by the Eight Leaf Tower. To do bad things, it is quite easy for a powerful enough mage to move while the white dragon is sleeping - if it is done properly, he will never have the chance to activate this ring.

If you want to sleep peacefully here, you must first find a way to put a few trigger spells on the ring.

Thinking of this, Bai He's eggs hurt again. He thought that Triggering was a high-level spell. Although he couldn't remember how many levels, it definitely surpassed the fourth level.

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Then go out for a walk.

Not only to sleep, but also to have a meal along the way.

The white dragon has not eaten for two days. The dragon's digestive system can still suppress the hunger at this time, but it is not far from the time when it can no longer be suppressed.

Instead of punching a hole in the wall and flying out from the balcony as instructed by the wizard, he walked out from the main entrance of the laboratory in stealth~www.wuxiahere.com~ Baihe observed the magic aura and was a little surprised to find the alarm arrangement of the institute Not terribly tight, at least just one look, and he saw that he could leap over some alarms and traps.

But if you think about it, you will know that this is a very normal thing. High-level wizards have their own wizard towers, and usually time and secret important experiments are carried out in them. Compared with the time spent in research institutes, they will not spend too much time.

Bai He is a little boring and at the same time has a sense of security - it seems that this research institute is not a key department, and it is not very important in this country.

He flew over several alarms to the main corridor on the first floor, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure.

A red robe and a small bald head.

It's neither Frank nor his dear teacher, but he's very familiar... Who is this?

Bai He thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that when he came the other day, he had glanced at the little servant with a mourning face, as if he had run away halfway, so impolite.

Bai Long was lying there, wanting to wait for this little brat to pass by, but the little servant's action caught Bai He's attention at this time.

But seeing this little servant named Adi Sann walking to the door of the institute, he turned his head and glanced fiercely in one direction. In addition to the deep resentment in his expression, other things were mixed in his expression. His emotions were very complicated. In Baihe's view, it was a look with a very high malicious value.

And that direction...

Bai He glanced back and suddenly became uneasy. Isn't that the territory that the old bald head gave him?

This kid has an opinion on me.

Bai He narrowed his eyes.

He watched the little servant walk out of the institute and quietly followed the trail.