A mage? A spell engineer!

Chapter 292 Patient Guidance

Rorschach's perception of magic is probably among the best of all mages, but aside from visual observation, what he perceives through "magic control" is often "the flow and changes of magic".

In other words, his perception was somewhat similar to the dynamic vision of a frog, and he did not notice the almost still "cloud of light" for a moment.

Could it be due to changes in environmental gravity? Rorschach wasn't sure, especially since the "clouds" were stationary, so he had no way of figuring out the mechanism.

What is certain is that the painting is important to the old man, and that is enough.

The dark-skinned monk looked down from his vantage point and saw the swarm of bats forming a large sphere that enveloped everyone. He had originally planned to blur his form and dive into it, but suddenly several gaps appeared.

"This is..." Just as the old man was wondering, a fireball suddenly shot out from a gap, heading straight for the oil painting on the ceiling. The black-clad monk roared and rushed towards the trajectory of the fireball.

His judgment was accurate; he caught the scorching fireball perfectly and used his countless tentacles to continuously tug at it instead of causing it to explode. The rotating plasma continuously charred the tentacles, and the energy was constantly being reduced, almost to the point of being "decontaminated" by the black monk.

Just then, a new ray burst through, not only detonating a fireball that blasted the black cultivator's face, but also piercing through him. With a painful groan, his menacing tentacles withered away, and a wisp of black energy rose from his body.

Beneath the black robe, the whiskers had all receded, revealing limbs that were almost entirely white bones.

"This is getting interesting." The old man laughed again.

Do you have any masochistic tendencies? Rorschach was certain that his [Divine Exorcism] had harmed the cultivator. Clearly, the form of the tentacles was identical to "Is," so Rorschach tentatively assumed the old man's power belonged to Is or was of the same origin.

Unfortunately, the opportunity needed to be created by the Fireball spell. The Expulsion spell was prepared in a very rushed manner and was not Rorschach's full strength. Otherwise, given his performance in Valuwana, he could have completely eliminated the power of Is on the old man even without the amplification of the Starlight Torch Tower.

And now, one can still see a few sparse tentacles waving under the black robe, as if they are still slowly splitting apart.

The dark-skinned monk muttered something, and Rorschach shouted, "Little Coal Ball, get the bats to stop him!"

"Appearance?" In her haste, Rorschach didn't use the usual terms from the Shadowlands, and the little soot sprite, with her limited vocabulary, didn't quite understand. However, she clearly heard "Stop him," and screamed again, at her command the bats launched a new attack.

Given the dark monk's current state, he was indeed unable to withstand the countless fanged "blood-red mouths" rushing up to tear him apart. However, due to a moment's hesitation, he was still a fraction too late.

Just as the bat at the front was about to bite or collide with the old man, he finished chanting the incantation, and the bat began to flutter and fall.

What happened? Soon Luo Xia and the others understood what had happened. Starting from their heads, they felt incredibly heavy, as if their entire bodies were about to be crushed to the floor.

How did they do that? Now Rorschach felt it; it wasn't that magic was being converted into repulsive force, but rather that gravity had indeed changed after the old man's energy spread throughout the space.

"I can't breathe." Freddy held the little soot ball under his body. Bats kept landing on everyone, filled with mournful cries and waving claws. Rorschach quickly erected a barrier to protect his teammates, while he could clearly hear the black monk's hoarse voice.

"Now I am the master of this space, and you can do it too."

Seeing that the others did not react, Rorschach held up his hammer and pointed his thumb at the black monk, as if he intended to knock the black monk down by throwing the hammer.

However, as gravity intensified, the hammer slipped from his grasp and crashed to the ground. Even pumping blood into his upper body became difficult, with those in poor physical condition showing the most pronounced effects. Freddie's face grew increasingly pale.

The black monk only communicates with himself.

He wasn't finished speaking: "You have some means to destroy magic and divine power, which is remarkable, but you're like a barbarian who only knows how to use energy manipulation spells, only knowing how to launch your power out with rays and projectiles."

"Hurry up and think of a way!" The old man seemed to be urging Rorschach, his tone not condescending mockery of a victor, but even somewhat persuasive: "Your companion, that useless bard, is about to faint. When the force of returning to the earth exceeds its limit, the circulation of blood and bodily fluids in your bodies will be obstructed, and at that time, the containers holding your souls will be unable to maintain their operation."

It's just cerebral ischemia and hypoxia, why make it sound so mystical. Following the black monk's instructions, Luo Xia released a "dispelling spell" centered on himself. Everyone immediately relaxed, and gravity returned to normal for a brief moment.

However, the pressure immediately returned and intensified, causing Freddie to lie face down on the ground. However, this position actually reduced the burden on his heart.

"Not enough, not enough!" the old man urged incessantly. "What good is this fleeting moment? I can still hold on, but is this all the skill you, a young man, possess?"

You make it sound so easy, sir. These are naturally complex and large-scale spells. Rorschach not only needs to prepare for casting, but can also only cast them for a very short time. If he wanted to continue...

Should I use [Reverse Ray]? "Reverse" consumes less energy than "Expel," and if I try, I can maintain it for longer. Rorschach considered this. "Expel" directly negates the divine spell itself, while "Reverse" targets the effect caused by the divine spell, namely, removing the current abnormal gravity.

The dark monk continued his incessant rambling: "Even those who don't know magic or divine arts often say that power comes from strength. Violence against people can breed the power of one person to dominate another. If you are still a spellcaster and have a clear mind, think about what your power can control, and in what form."

As he said this, Rorschach began a new spell, still using himself as the center to broadcast the [Reverse Ray] in the form of a "wave," temporarily relieving the pressure on the boy and his companions.

The black monk's manipulation then retaliated, and inspired by the words, Rorschach remembered that the final step of "reversal" was to give the target a "pre-cast" state through his own mediation.

What if this process of "mediation" and "granting" could continue? Rorschach began to try. He needed to grant very few states, just "correcting the gravity" and restoring the magic that would be converted into Is power.

If it were in the form of a ray, the target of the spell would be directional. However, since the Black Monk is asking Rorschach to cast the spell in the form of a domain, the target of the spell has become the space and everything else within the domain.

This was difficult; Rorschach could only move with difficulty to the center of the three, making them as close as possible (towards) him, and minimizing the area he created.

Thus, within the tiny space, everything returned to its state before the black monk cast his spell. The two forces of gravity and the two forces of magic collided violently at the boundary between the two realms, generating ever-changing rainbow light. He knew that the original method of casting spells couldn't last long; he needed to find a new way.

The skill with the highest proficiency is "Magic Control".

The mage, for the first time in a long time, pumped a large amount of environmental magic into himself. However, this time he not only transformed it into his own magic, but also attempted to change the nature of the magic, imprinting it with his own "mark." From the perspective of onlookers, the mage's eyes and mouth burst forth with blue light, which gradually transformed into a faint white glow.

Rorschach didn't know what his so-called "mark" was, but as his proficiency with the [Divine Expulsion Spell] gradually increased, he began to realize that the core of this spell was related to his own essence. Now he didn't need to draw any symbols pointing to himself, but rather abstracted them into something like an aura, and then incorporated them into the magic he exhaled.

These magical powers, simply by operating, function to "expel divinity" and "revert," that is, to reject the current power of Is and provide support for the domain. Perhaps the power absorbed, modified, and released by Rorschach can no longer be called "ether" or "mana," but rather a new energy.

In a daze, he vaguely saw the intersection of the realms, within the space he controlled, at the point where the realms collided and met, and the scene was somewhat similar to that seen in the original layer.

(End of this chapter)