Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor

[Agile Monkey on the Tree]: Look carefully, there are slime monsters hanging on the stalactites

Everyone looked up and saw a large number of slime monsters attached to the stalactites hanging from the ceiling of the cave. When players passed below, they would suddenly fall down and completely wrap up their prey, making it extremely difficult to break free with their sticky bodies.

This is also part of the malicious design of the copy.

The ranger took out his homemade alchemical arrows and shot them into the air. The burning potion stored in the arrows ignited the slime monsters and baked them into shriveled skins that hung on the dome like bats.

The path leading to the depths was completely cleared, and Bishop Hailing and the last two priests were killed by the mage with a snap of his fingers. Everyone quickly pulled the Fish Belly Orb from the pile of flesh and blood.

All that remains is the final battle with the boss monster.

The group returned to the temple along the same route to rest before the battle.

The huge bonfire was re-ignited, and the ground units took off their protective boots to clean them. After a busy period, everyone gathered around the fire to keep warm.

[I really want to eat meat]: I don’t know how Tawimira will be strengthened by the Unholy Blessing.

[Agile monkey on the tree]: With the strength of our team, is there any need to be afraid? (Hands on hips)

[My dog ​​is hungry again]: I teamed up with the mage brother and fought our way in and out of the ten-man group as if we were in an empty space!

[Yao]: Master Bro is asleep, he can’t even see you praising him (pouting)

[Hate the rainy season]: But he can look through the chat history

[Yao]: Uh... I mean, such corny words should be said to the master in person to fully express my admiration.

The bard plucked the strings of his harp and played a funny tune, and everyone laughed at the sorcerer's face.

Fires roared, and rain poured.

The big dog thrust its head into the circle of players, laid on the Ranger's lap, and wagged its short tail. The teammate next to it also reached out to rub its head.

The dwarf's goat lay on the ground like a sofa. The druid and the female priest leaned over to lie down, sighing comfortably.

The warlock pulled out a magic book and muttered to himself as he prepared a spell. The paladin removed his tunic, knelt on the ground, and sharpened his weapon with a whetstone. The cat priest yawned and whispered a prayer to the gods. Her praises blended with the chanting of the white-coated monks.

The sound of the harp was gurgling. The bard played the softest tune with the lightest touch, and the music was like the chirping of birds in the dense forest and the undercurrent of water under the ice.

Lin Bo listened to the laughter from the campfire, which was the sound of the air baking in the heat waves, interspersed with the crackling of firewood.

He had never heard the flames speak before, not when the lighthouse still used a fire pit, and he ignored the flames even more when it was switched to an induction cooker.

Only now, sitting beside his teammates, did he hear the sound of fire. He suddenly realized that fire was a supernatural being, and that there was no real name for it in Gu'dorei.

Deep meditation was like suspended animation. The laughter of the flames beside Lin Bo's ears was drowned out by the low noise of his teammates. He could vaguely hear it telling a story about burning, transformation and destruction. When the firewood was burned out, the flames would die with it.

An hour later, the bonfire dimmed.

The mage woke up from his meditation and looked around.

The harp music had died down, the dwarf was snoring, and the others were fast asleep. The paladin was stirring the dying fire with a stick, trying to rekindle it.

A faint noise floated out from under the skull mask, and the last flame suddenly floated up, landing on the wooden stick held by the paladin, burning quietly.

The paladin smiled at him and threw a few more pieces of firewood into the fire. The wizard pointed from a distance, and the flames climbed onto all the firewood and soon burned vigorously.

[Barrier]: Have you rested? Shall we set off now?

[Lighthouse Guest]: Wait until they wake up.

The paladin nodded and stood up, went outside the temple to collect the protective boots, took them back to the fire to dry, and then folded each person's boots one by one and placed them next to them.

[Lighthouse Guest]: Let’s rest for a while.

The paladin nodded.

They continued to stare at the flames in ecstasy.

Chapter 102: Gunfire, Arc Curve

When Lin Bo heard the true name of the flame, he already knew its meaning.

Flame is not a substance, but a combustion phenomenon, just as wind is the flowing atmosphere, waves are the moving sea water, and flame is the violent reaction of fuel.

He couldn't create a real flame out of thin air, but he could easily create an illusion of flame.

When the three elements of fuel, combustion aid and sufficient temperature are met at the same time, the flame will ignite and Lin Bo can control it through words.

The flow control technique makes the fire flow leap and spread, the life control technique shapes the flames, and the fierce control technique can make the flames hotter and more vigorous.

However, Lin Bo was very clear that what he knew now was only the true name of the ordinary flame.

There are many more powerful miracle fires in the multiverse, some of which are not even restricted by the three elements of combustion, or are based on special three elements.

Flames that are not restricted by the three elements are often a substance or even a living thing that resembles flame.

For example, the famous cursed fire is the product of the gathering of pure magical energy. It has the power to devour spells and turn them into its own power. Various types of true fire, such as the fire of the sun, the fire of the earth veins, the fire of divine beasts, etc., are all external manifestations of some kind of cosmic power.

Or perhaps they are the native inhabitants of the Elemental Plane of Fire, where flames are their very flesh and blood, and only death can extinguish them.

Flames based on the three special elements are often born from miraculous power.

For example, magical flames that use magical energy as fuel include the eternal flame, alchemical fire, elemental fire, etc.

There are also products created under certain special circumstances. Legend has it that the flames of hell are fueled by souls, ignited by sins, and heated by the raging seven emotions and six desires. This ominous flame has been burning in many lower planes of the multiverse for longer than eternity.

Discovering the true name of ordinary flames is just the beginning. Lin Bo will try to master more powerful flames, such as various elixir fires, which will be of great help in studying alchemy.

Of course, flames can also be used in combat, and in some cases are more lethal than metal, but they are more difficult to store and carry.

Beside the bonfire in the temple, the wizard stretched out his hand, feeling the heat from the flames burning his skin. Controlling the flames was a dangerous act in itself. He was not a fire elemental creature that was immune to burning, so he would order the flames to keep a certain distance from him.

Lin Bo formed a sword finger seal with one hand, activated the spirit of his own name, and chanted the true name of the flame, silently feeling the power of resonance.

Fire, like steel, shares a sense of touch, but not of pressure, but of temperature.

It was too light, lacking any solid substance, and bumping into anything felt like cotton. But any solid object it touched would send a faint chill through Lin Bo; most things were too cold for it.

Next, he tried to control the flames with the technique of controlling the flames. Different objects had different compatibility with different techniques.

Lin Bo has only discovered that metal is well-suited to the three types of control techniques. Other things have shortcomings, such as rocks are very resistant to the life control technique.

Flames didn't quite complement the flow control technique. He drew a thin stream of fire from the bonfire, held it in his palm, and spun it rapidly into a ring of fire, but it extinguished and dissipated in just half a second.

Ordinary flames cannot withstand very high speeds because the temperature drops too quickly and the fuel cannot keep up.

The compatibility between the Life Control Technique and fire is very high.

Following Lin Bo's thoughts, the orange bonfire twisted and deformed, turning into a cluster of blooming asters. The disc-like stamens were surrounded by dozens of slender petals that spread out flatly. Flames swayed at the edges of the petals, and the petals crowded together, looking incredibly warm and brilliant.

The paladin uttered a low exclamation.

[Barrier]: A very beautiful flower of fire.

[Lighthouse Guest]: Is there anything you want to see?

[Holy Light]: Little animal, come here, little animal!

Lin Bo and the Paladin turned their heads at the same time and looked at the cat priest who had quietly opened her eyes at some point. She was curled up on her side with her paws on the sides of her face, blinking at her two teammates, her cat face full of excitement and anticipation.

The wizard whispered the spell: "(magic words) [Flame], I command you to transform into a [galloping horse]."

He spoke a mixture of Animist and Gu'dorei, and spoke two real names at the same time. Every magic word that came out of his mouth seemed to be a living thing, spontaneously absorbing the power of the spell.

Lin Bo intentionally restricted the projection range of the spell power to a small cluster of flames, otherwise the entire fire would be deformed.

He uttered a complete spell.

The bonfire was blazing, and a ball of flame rising from the tip took the shape of a majestic warhorse.

The petite warhorse, half a foot tall, trotted on the burning firewood, making a clattering sound of hooves and spewing out blazing balls of fire with every breath. Its mane and tail were all bright flames. It had a proud look on its face and its eyes were like bright gems.

[Holy Light]: Wow, Mage, did you summon the fire elemental creature?

[Barrier]: This is not an alien creature, it's just fire.

Paladins can summon mounts from otherworldly realms, so making judgments is intuitive.

[Barrier]: But it almost looks like a living thing.

Even Lin Bo himself was a little surprised. The galloping horse was just an illusion, but the flames resonated with the illusion of the galloping horse, and the combined effect was so lifelike that he could not achieve it even with his Life Control Technique.

Just as mushrooms use mycelium to fill illusions, the resonance of the second-level word spirit also allows flames to fill the skin of the illusion.

This is a Transfiguration spell.

[Hate the rainy season]: So beautiful

The three turned their heads and found that the bard had also opened his eyes and was lying on the ground, supporting his upper body with his elbows, watching the fire show lazily.

The big dog also woke up. It licked the ranger's face to wake him up, then nudged the sleepy ranger to watch the campfire show.

The wizard waved his hand lightly, and the fire horse retreated into the firewood pile. He then chanted a spell, transforming the flames into wolves, bears, trees, and waves. He also used the art of controlling life to shape the flames into mountains, houses, and the images of his teammates, performing various flexible and vivid performances.

The flickering firelight danced softly in the dome of the temple. Teammates gradually woke up from their naps, some grumbled and rubbed their sleepy eyes, while others sat up alertly and looked around.

They noticed the spectacle of flames on the campfire, and they all stared in silence, occasionally letting out low laughter and joking with each other in the chat channel. Until finally, the snoring dwarf woke up and muttered: "(Otherworldly language) Fire? Don't burn my beard..."

The mage finished his fire show and stood up to stretch his body. The rest of his teammates also began to go about their business, gathering their equipment and getting ready.

The dwarf was confused and glanced at the chat history of the team channel, only then did he realize that he seemed to have missed some activity.

[Binger Expert]: Why didn't anyone call me? What were you guys doing? (Scratching head)

[Senior Pastor]: The Master is just performing a little show

As they made their way to the coast, the dwarf remained curious and kept asking questions. However, the other teammates were scheming and deliberately kept quiet, leaving him scratching his head. This amused the dwarf to the point of sulking, his cheeks puffed up.

[Barrier]: Everyone get ready, it's coming.

The paladin held the fish belly orb in his hand, made sure his teammates were ready to engage the enemy, and then threw the orb into the sea with all his might.

The wave demon - Tavimira has risen.

It swallowed the pearl in the fish's belly and emerged from the sea. Its body emitted an evil purple-black light. Each scale looked like it was carved from a purple gem. Its pupils were pitch black, its face was covered with blue veins, and it grew dense transparent fish scales. It was much more terrifying and hateful than usual.

The ten-player Tavimira was already greatly enhanced, and the unholy blessing made it even more ferocious.

The body of the evil wave demon was greatly extended, three times its normal length. Most of its torso was buried in the waves, and only a part of it reached the shore, but it was already a huge monster.

Under its blood-rain-like gaze, everyone felt a slight tremor in their bodies, and their hands and feet were almost uncontrollable.

[Senior Priest]: Its sight has a negative effect!

The next moment, silver light flashed across the sky, and two iron balls shot out from the wizard's fingertips, flying straight towards Tavimira's eyes.