Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 186 New Magic: Information Frenzy!

Harvey ended his routine meditation at midnight, then forced himself to memorize the spell model and analytical structure of "Dawson's Soul Sucking Technique", and entered the magic network space by guiding his mental power with ease.

As a mid-level spellcaster, there are still several empty spell rings in his magic pattern. This time, he does not need to try to draw the spell matrix in the real world in advance. Instead, he can directly use his mental power to construct a semi-finished "Soul-sucking" spell model in the magic pattern.

After all, Harvey only needs to use this simplified model to condense and form the spirit seed.

The three-dimensional magic pattern in the shape of a polyhedron star is still quietly suspended in the magic network space. The sharp edges and corners protruding from the surface are constantly expanding and contracting, and several magic rings inside, some solid and some empty, are slowly and regularly swimming in the magic pattern.

Third-ring creative spell—Mirror Curse...

Improved fifth-ring spell—Karel's Corrosion Field...

Six-ring (unidentified) creative magic—Freud's magnetic storm field...

Harvey currently has three empty spell ring slots left, which can be used to construct and engrave spell models.

Once filled, he can try to advance again to the rank of high-level spellcaster.

I've heard in the Undead Academy before that spellcasters construct magic engraved in the spell ring. The higher the level of the spell and the more original it is, the less obstacles they will encounter when they are promoted to higher levels.

For example, the current head of the Federation of Legendary rank, Mr. Scorching Lord Kemo Salas, when he was at the intermediate spellcasting level, used his genius magical talent and research ability to engrave and construct five creative spells and one improved spell in his own magic pattern spell ring, and all of them were created by him.

But this does not mean that research-type spellcasters have a higher chance of being promoted to higher levels than combat spellcasters. Another legendary chief Wes Gallagher, who was born as a combat mage, forcibly promoted to a higher level by learning and replicating high-level arcane spells and using the pure uniqueness of arcane energy.

This is also another manifestation of the genius magician's ability.

But Harvey had never heard of any spellcaster in the history of the Federation who could successfully advance to a higher level by barely filling up his six intermediate spell rings with low-level and general spells. The barriers of talent and ability always exist. Simply relying on studying and replicating the magical research results of predecessors will ultimately prevent one from going further on the path of magic.

"Engraving a simplified version of Dawson's Soul Drain will waste one of my spell slots, making it twice as difficult to advance to a higher level later on..."

Harvey used his mental power to construct a magic net projection that was suspended next to the magic pattern. He closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, repeatedly considering the price he would have to pay for this magic experiment and whether it could be exchanged for benefits of equal value.

If successful, even if a ring position is wasted, he can still gain a creative spell that is unique to him, and it is a special type that surpasses the current level - "super-ring spell".

This refers to a research-based spellcaster who uses advanced magical theoretical knowledge in the field of spell research to successfully achieve research results that surpass his current level, and thereby construct an original super-level spell.

In comparison, wasting a magic ring to build a half-finished simplified model seems to be a completely acceptable cost.

After clarifying the goal, Harvey immediately guided his mental power and poured it into the empty magic ring. He began to construct and analyze the magic model of "Dawson's Soul-Sucking Technique" according to the magic model that he had forced himself to memorize.

There is no need to complete the engraving and analysis thoroughly, so the difficulty of this part of the operation is simplified countless times, and a semi-finished magic model can be materialized quickly.

Harvey cut off his mental power and interrupted the construction and analysis, and began to guide this simplified magic model to achieve the condensation of the spirit seed.

Through the space of consciousness, he could clearly feel that after the special modification, the ability of this spirit seed to absorb and integrate its own spiritual power was greatly enhanced. No matter how Harvey drove the vast spiritual power into it, it seemed that it could be easily accommodated, like a bottomless black hole that could never be filled.

Soon, Harvey's mental power was rarely exhausted. From the dried-up sea of consciousness, he felt faint tingling pains in his brain, which made him immediately stop absorbing mental power and quickly cut off the connection with the magic network to return to the real world.

After taking the energy-restoring potion concocted by Egno, Harvey half-reclined on the sofa in his study, checking the clock and resting for an hour, allowing his depleted energy to quickly recover under the potion's effects. The mysterious beach space within the Spirit Anchor was completely incapable of releasing magical energy, but the manipulation and guidance of mental power was unaffected. Harvey only needed to manipulate his mental power to detonate the spirit seed to verify the power of the spell.

After the familiar feeling of dizziness faded away, he returned to the mysterious beach in the spiritual anchor.

The clone that had hatched was now squatting dully on the beach, its posture still the same as when he left last time. It seemed that before Harvey established a soul connection with him, this clone was just an empty shell puppet.

The other two strange follicles were still quietly lying on the sand pile. Harvey suspected that it was because his current mental power and soul strength were not enough to hatch and control multiple clone puppets at the same time, so he could not make them hatch.

In this case, let this completed clone puppet serve as the parasitic carrier of the spirit seed in this magical experiment. Even if it is destroyed by magic, there are still two spare follicles that can be hatched, so there is no need to waste it.

Approaching the clone puppet, Harvey extended his palm to touch it, causing his mental power and perception to instantly split into two, entering a strange state of separation of mind and soul, and taking advantage of the situation to transfer the spiritual seed stored in the sea of consciousness to parasitize the body of the clone puppet.

The naked puppet suddenly opened his eyes, subconsciously reached down to cover his private parts, and muttered with his mouth slightly open, "I have to run away before detonating the seed. I can't let the power of the magic attack affect my main body."

Harvey's real self, in his shorts, nodded in agreement and continued, "By the way, we can also try to see how far we can connect our minds while our minds are separated."

The puppet nodded, covered his crotch, turned around decisively, and ran towards the reef in the distance on the beach with his slender long legs.

While running, he did not forget to look back and loudly reminded his main body: "Let's split up and keep some distance!"

Harvey, the real SpongeBob SquarePants in oversized swimming trunks, gave a wry smile, turned around, picked up the remaining two strange follicles, and walked in the opposite direction.

Perhaps it was a unique characteristic of this mysterious beach, but Harvey discovered that no matter how far away he was from his clone puppet, his state of separation from his soul was not affected. On the contrary, as the distance between the two increased, the gap between their sight and perception widened, and a huge deviation gradually occurred.

"If the distance between us is extended for a long time, and the state of separation between the soul and spirit continues, I wonder if the clone puppet will develop an independent soul and thinking cognition..."

This sudden thought frightened Harvey so much that he shuddered. He immediately shook his head to dispel the horrible thought from his mind, but it seemed that his clone in the distance also had this thought at the same time and looked back in the direction of his original body.

Harvey immediately decided not to delay any longer and decisively used the mind connection to let his clone detonate the spiritual seed buried deep in his body.

For a moment, he only felt an illusory sound of an object shattering in his mind, followed by a sharp pain in his head. The perception connecting to the clone was instantly broken, and an invisible mental power wave erupted from the clone puppet, and quickly spread to the location of the original body in almost the next second.

With a distance of less than a thousand meters, it was impossible to escape the explosive range of this spirit seed.

Harvey felt his head buzzing. Countless chaotic and fragmented information and memory fragments, like man-eating zombies smelling blood, turned into layers of phantoms and pounced on him.

These violent mental shocks directly penetrated his flesh and blood body, forced their way into the sea of consciousness that contained the spiritual anchor, and pounced on the azure planet that represented his hometown.

Then, just like a drop of water merging into the ocean or gravel falling into a sea of sand, it disappeared silently.

"It turns out that the impact caused by the detonation of the Spirit Seed originates from the caster's originally condensed memories and cognition stored within the Spirit Anchor..."

After recovering from a brief dizziness, Harvey couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, and was very satisfied with the creative method of this risky experiment.

"For a time traveler like me to unleash this kind of magical attack, it's like using a mental nuclear bomb from my past life to bombard the backward cognition of this world..."

(End of this chapter)