I made the Dragon God in the game.

“From my perspective, I need to draw on the power accumulated within my field.

That is definitely not something that can be borrowed at any time. You must sign a borrowing contract with me in advance.

Or when borrowing power, there are conditions attached, which is my reward.

In addition, when I use leverage, I must be told how much force I need, what kind of force I need, and how I need to use it.”

Fang Bai began to think from the other person's perspective.

For him, if one looks beyond the phenomenon to its essence, the ritual site is not that magical.

That is the relationship between borrowing money and mortgage.

This may be similar to the way gods and believers exist.

One side gains power, the other side gains other benefits.

Judging from its essence and inferring the effect of the spell, Fang Bai estimated that the content should be almost correct.

It doesn't necessarily mean signing a contract.

The objects of these ritual sites’ leverage are nature and various natural spaces.

This is like building a hydroelectric power station on a river, borrowing the power of heaven and earth.

This way, there is naturally no need to sign a contract.

This means taking advantage of the rules and taking advantage of the situation, but it must also meet various specifications and conditions in order to conceal the power connection standards.

However, these contents are not very important to Fang Bai.
“It doesn’t make much sense. I don’t need anyone’s consent to lend my power.

I just need to be able to unleash the power of the field.

What I need is not the general meaning of the spell, but the specific meaning of each spell.

What does each spell represent specifically and what effect does it have? "

Fang Bai sat there for several hours. Half a year had passed in the fantasy space. After his analysis failed to yield any result, Fang Bai finally let it go.

He was the only one in the room, and the faint sound of forging could be heard again by his ears.

Tim has already set up the forging room and officially started forging.

Fang Bai did not disturb him, but stood directly in front of a platform and had an idea.

The platform sank, and Fang Bai followed it directly to the third floor of the Mage Tower.

The third floor of the Mage Tower, where the Fire Tower Library is located.

Following the instructions, Fang Bai arrived in front of the front desk, where two wooden puppets were standing.

However, there are two disheveled and dirty-looking mages inside the wooden puppet.

When Fang Bai passed by, the two mages didn't even raise their heads. Only a red light from the wooden puppet extended across Fang Bai.

"Ding, VIP Fang Bai, his identity has been confirmed."

"Ding, tower master authority."

"Ding, your identity and authority have been verified. You are allowed to enter."

Fang Bai raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this.

Obviously, the wooden puppet detected the identity token given to him by Ferdinand.

And that, in the Tower of Fire, means authority.

This is not surprising. What really surprised Fang Bai was that before Ferdinand went into seclusion, he actually linked his identity with the authority brought by this token.

Otherwise, errors will occur when verifying identity and authority.

"So thoughtful?"

Fang Bai couldn't help muttering as he looked at the library door that had already opened in front of him.

The two disheveled mages couldn't help but look up when they heard the sound of the wooden puppet.

I couldn't help but look at Fang Bai a few more times, but didn't say anything.

Fang Bai saw that he seemed to want to say something, but was embarrassed to do so.

But since he didn't say anything, Fang Bai naturally wouldn't go over.

Enter the library directly, skip the quiet reading area, and come to the bookshelves that are several stories high. Look up and look forward. Row after row of tall bookshelves, each of which is full of books, making people dazzled. Looking over, the weight of knowledge hits you in the face.

"call."

Fang Bai couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

The knowledge and heritage accumulated by the Tower of Fire over countless years were laid out before him in the form of a physical book.

"Sir, what kind of books are you looking for?"

A spirit in the book floated in front of Fang Bai and asked softly.

However, the spirit in the book, which is the size of a fingernail, is like a small book, but the aura it exudes is no weaker than that of the elite level.

This is a kind of spirit that is easily born in ancient books.

Since birth, he has mastered some innate spells related to book knowledge, including many top-notch spells, which are very enviable and worth pursuing.

However, the books that can give birth to spirits must be ancient books that have accumulated over time, and must be in an environment with rich elements. Otherwise, they are born completely randomly, with no rules to follow.

It is said that the more profound the knowledge contained, the easier it is to give birth to a spirit in the book.

However, there is no basis for this claim.

The spirit in the book is something you can only encounter by chance.

But at this moment, when Fang Bai looked around, he saw spirits from the books appearing and wandering around on the bookshelves that were several stories high from time to time.

Some of them look like books, with tiny characters visible on them.

Some look like a savage, some are a little fox, and some are in the shape of a tiger. They are all different.

But what is the same is that they all exude a strong bookish atmosphere.

From time to time, a book spirit would jump down from a tall bookshelf and come in front of a wizard to guide him. From time to time, it would carry a large book with its small body and fly shakily to the wizard in need.

Fang Bai even saw more than one master-level book spirit, and there seemed to be even stronger ones in the depths.

heritage.

These two words emerged in Fang Bai's mind, and he felt a little more respect for the Fire Tower organization.

The Tower of Fire, as far as we can see now, is indeed a good mage organization.

Worthy of awe.

Coming back to his senses, Fang Bai looked at the book-shaped spirit in front of him and spoke.

"I want to find a book about the principles of spells."

"The principle of the spell?"

The little book suddenly turned into a little monkey.

The little silver monkey scratched his head.

"Come with me."

The little monkey was running in the air, looking back from time to time, and when he saw Fang Bai catching up, he continued to move forward.

Fang Bai restrained his mental power, but the scanning function of the fantasy space was always on and never turned off.

Wherever you go, all information is incorporated into the fantasy space.

Walking through several bookshelf areas, Fang Bai could clearly feel that there were fewer and fewer people between the bookshelves.

He also felt more than one kind of scan, all of which stopped at the tower master's token.

After walking for a while, they arrived at an inner area. The little silver monkey flew to a bookshelf and pointed at summer vacation and said.

“My Lord, this is the book on the principles of spells that you are looking for.

Please read it yourself and call me if you need anything."

After the little monkey finished speaking, he climbed up the edge of the bookshelf, then stood at the highest point and jumped down, landing into a book and then disappeared.

However, from time to time you can see the little monkey's tail swinging and its little paws exposed in the corners of the book.

Fang Bai was also happy to see this, and turned to the bookshelf to look at the books on it.

The bookshelves in this area are all about spells. (End of this chapter)