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Chapter 422 Becoming a Spellcaster

Townsend is certainly not a spellcaster in the usual sense of Faerun.

Although he can also cast spells, as long as he is a spellcaster, he can tell that his spells are not like the means of spells, but more like giant dragons are born to breathe, and beholders are born to petrify.

But it doesn't matter, he can be.

In fact, Tang Sen has almost researched the creation of the magic spell that uses idealistic magic power as the core to drive Fei Lun's magic power to cast magic.

It's just that I've been on my way for the past two days, and I don't have the energy to push open the last door.

Now, it's time.

"Give me a moment, please."

Tang Sen said something to Rhubarb, then sat on the ground casually, and took out a lot of paper from the dimension bag, which was already filled with densely packed words and patterns.

Tracy came over to take a look, and found that they were all words that she couldn't understand at all, and those patterns were also specious.

"It's not like a spell model." She said hesitantly, "It's more like some kind of human research?"

Tang Sen just smiled, it's normal for Cui Xi not to understand.

The creation of spells in this world relies on precise spell models and the study of the outside world, while the creation of spells in the spell system relies on the mind, which is the study of the self. In the magic power of the self, think about what kind of magic power to operate, what kind of magic power to use. The spell and even what kind of emotions and thoughts to achieve the effect of the spell.

Although the effect of the magic spell that Tang Sen created now sounds miraculous, it is not even considered that kind of difficult spell.

It doesn't need to involve space like Apparition, nor does it need to involve the soul like Avada Kedavra. The only thing involved is its own magic power. In terms of difficulty, it is better than the sharp edge created by Professor Snape. Wuying is even simpler.

If it weren't for the fact that no wizard had ever studied this aspect, with Tang Sen's attainments in ancient magic, it wouldn't even take so much time.

Time passed little by little, and Tang Sen was completely immersed in the world of spells.

Rhubarb is obviously a patient, or, for a magical creation, time doesn't mean much to it.

Trixi wanted to study the magic equipment around her, but was stopped by Rhubarb, so she could only find a storybook out of boredom, leaned against the pillar of the elevator, and soon became addicted to it.

Bahn looked at the two of them, scratched his head, sighed, and sat by himself not knowing what he was thinking.

"nailed it."

Tang Sen's words broke the silence.

He stood up slowly and raised his hand a little.

"Light Art!"

The top of Bane's head began to glow brightly.

Bahn: "."

"Boss, you—"

"smoothly."

Tang Sen waved his hand, ignored him, just looked at Da Huang, and said, "Now, I can be regarded as a spellcaster, right?"

"Trick?" There was no sarcasm in Rhubarb's tone, he didn't have this ability, but there was still meaning in the words.

"Not to mention arcanists, you haven't even started yet."

Netheril has its own pride, even if it is only a magical creation.

The existing nine ring mages may be regarded as a party figure in Faerun, but they are just apprentices in Netheril.

The so-called Arcanist, if changed to Faerun's title, should be called a Legendary Mage.

As for the legendary mages, they have only just touched the mysteries of magic. Which one of those great arcanists can easily change the world, turn the desert into an oasis, and turn the ice field into moist soil?
"Your request is only for the caster, not the arcanist."

Tang Sen said this, but sat down again: "It's okay, I can continue."

He walked towards Cui Hope, and said, "Can I borrow your spell book?"

The spell book is the most important tool for a mage. Every mage will record all the spells he has mastered or known in the spell book, so that they can record them in their own when they meditate and memorize spells every day. Among the spell slots.

Mages are very taboo to give their spell books to others, which means sharing all their knowledge with others.

But Trish obviously doesn't have this taboo.

Naturally, she took out the spell book from her dimensional bag, handed it to Tang Sen, and just added: "This...you return it to me after you use it up, after all, this is the most important thing the teacher gave me. "

Tang Sen frowned slightly.

He flipped a page casually.

"Finger of death, seven-ring necromancy spell, casting distance, 60 feet, spell components: V (speech), S (posture), duration: immediate."

"You emit negative energy and penetrate a creature you can see within the casting distance to make it suffer from pain. The physique of the creature determines whether it can save the spell. If it cannot be saved, the creature will be killed directly and become a A zombie under your control, and then try to follow your language instructions."

"The spell model is as follows."

He raised his head: "Are you actually interested in necromancy spells?"

Trish was a little shy immediately, and said, "No. This spell book is a gift from the teacher."

"She records all existing spells of the tenth ring and below in it."

Townsend: "."

Bahn, Naomi: "."

"The Book of Ten Thousand Laws?" Bain couldn't help but said, "I've heard of this artifact, but it only records spells with nine rings and below."

"No wonder Rhubarb thinks you don't need the legacy of the Mage Tower at all." Naomi sighed in a rare way.

Trixi blushed and lowered her head.

"Such a precious thing, aren't you afraid that I won't return it to you?" Tang Sen looked at Cuixi with a half-smile.

"No, we are partners, you wouldn't do this." Trish said hurriedly.

The tone seemed to be that Tang Sen's questioning was because she had done something wrong.

"That's right." Tang Sen smiled, lowered his head and turned the spell book to the front.

It's strange, this book is obviously not too thick, at least not thick enough to record all the spells - after all, the content of spells in the first ring only takes up one page of the spell book, and the second ring takes up two pages, and so on. Ring's spell requires nine pages to record.

And even more legendary.

"The book itself should have rules about space."

Tang Sen didn't think deeply, and flipped over a one-ring spell casually.

"Grease, a ring of conjuration spells, casting range: 60 feet, spell components: V (verbal), S (stance), M (a small piece of pigskin or butter), duration: 1 minute, you are casting a spell At a specified point within the distance, the smooth oil covers a 10-foot square centered on that point, and any creature standing within the area must use its Dexterity to decide whether to save the spell or stumble and fall."

This is a spell that requires words, gestures, and even casting materials.

But Tang Sen didn't pay attention to these at all, he just looked at the spell model of this spell.

After a while, he raised his finger and pointed to a point.

"Grease technique!"

A piece of greasy ground suddenly appeared, and Bahn slipped and fell to the ground unexpectedly.

(End of this chapter)