《A Wizard’s Secret》A Wizard's Secret
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Merlin paced around the numerous bookshelves and eventually locked his eyes on Thunder-type spell.
Thunderbolt and flames were both violent enough to produce an equally terrifying force. Hence, Fire-type and Thunder-type made the most compatible Offensive spells.
Merlin already possessed Fire-type Fireball, hence he needed to choose another type of Offensive spell. It seemed that the most appropriate choice would be a Thunder-type spell.
There was an extensive selection of Thunder-type spells in the Dark Magic Region so Merlin had to choose with caution. He wanted a spell that was greatly powerful and was able to cover an expansive attack range. Knowing what he wanted helped in narrowing down his options.
Finally, Merlin made up his mind on a spell named Thunderbolt Net. The distinguishing trait of this spell coincidentally matched with Merlin's requirement.
"Thunderbolt Net. A large net formed by violent Thunder Elements, it covers a radius of more than ten meters. Carries an additional numbing effect! Five contribution points."
All of Thunderbolt Net's unique traits fulfilled what Merlin envisaged in his mind but his face fell when he realized that this ideal spell required five contribution points.
Earlier, he had made up his mind about Gale and Dark Mist, and those would add up to a total of seven contribution points. In other words, the ten contribution points awarded to Merlin as a new member of the Dark Magic Region would have been left with only three contribution points.
Three contribution points were not enough to exchange for Thunderbolt Net.
Merlin stood in front of the bookshelf and pondered for a long time. At last, he shook his head and gradually regained his mood. He surely felt it was a pity as he had no choice but to temporarily gave up Thunderbolt Net. He would only return for it when he had accumulated enough contribution points.
Therefore, without any further hesitation, Merlin selected Gale and Dark Mist, then went downstairs to the gray-robed Wizard.
"Please exchange these two spells for me."
Merlin said to one of the sluggish gray-robed Wizards without much interest.
This gray-robed Wizard, with his eyes narrowed, threw a sideways glance at Merlin. Then, he revealed a round plate which looked like a casting tool filled with mysterious runes.
"Pass me your Dark Magic ring."
Merlin followed the command obediently. Then, the gray-robed Wizard activated the casting tool, and those densely-packed mysterious runes began to sparkle with faint white light, shrouding Merlin's entire ring.
Merlin witnessed with his own eyes that the number "Ten" on his ring gradually turned into "Three." This indicated that he was now left with only three contribution points.
According to the accustomed ways, the gray-robed Wizard utilized that casting tool to remove the restrictive runes on the two volumes of books so Merlin could read the contents as he wished.
Merlin bowed slightly at the gray-robed Wizard, then turned to leave the Resource Tower.
…
Once he returned to Wizard Leo's tower, Merlin first flipped open the book that recorded Gale's Spell Model.
There were five Spell Models in the book, all of which were Gale's Spell Model. Merlin was no longer the newbie Wizard who only relied on old man Etha's Spell Manual. He still had some basic judgment although he was unable to construct his own Spell Model.
He decided that all five of those Spell Models in the book were fairly stable, and they must have been constructed by the hands of a powerful Spell Caster, one who had done extensive research on Gale.
In comparison to the Spell Models constructed by old man Etha, the ones constructed in this book were of another level. After all, there were vast differences between Spell Casters supported by systematic learning through spell casters' organization and the roaming Wizards.
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It was unlikely that something wrong would happen if Merlin directly simulated these five Spell Models into Awareness based on the instructions on the book, although by doing so would be slightly risky. However, except for roaming Wizards who knew nothing better, no one was daring enough to take the chance.
The Spell Casters must reconstruct the Spell Models themselves to ensure their stability in Awareness.
"Matrix, build a database for Gale, and analyze its Spell Model."
"Beep. The database for Gale is built. Starting to analyze!"
Merlin commenced the easy process of reconstructing Gale's Spell Model smoothly from experience.
"Beep. Analysis over. A total of 253,516 Spell Models have been reconstructed!"
In only brief moments, the Matrix had completed its analysis and more than 250,000 Spell Models were reconstructed. This resulted in the highest number of Spell Models among all that Merlin had reconstructed.
This also proved that the Spell Models in the Dark Magic Region had been perfected, far more than the Spell Models built by old man Etha, which was why the analysis resulted in such a high number of Spell Models.
Without delay, Merlin selected the best Spell Model from the vast selection and then began the final step – to simulate the Spell Model into Awareness using Mind Power.
The simulation of Gale's Spell Model commenced immediately in Mind Power. Merlin was already familiar with the simulation process of a Spell Model. Coupled with his current state of extremely strong Mind Power, Gale's Spell Model was simulated in Awareness within the next few moments.
The moment Gale's Spell Model was formed in Merlin's Awareness, he instantly felt countless green lights, like groups of densely-packed moths, flying frantically toward him.
These green lights were Wind Elements. The abundance of Wind Elements sped directly toward Merlin's Awareness where it was quickly absorbed by Gale's Spell Model and being transformed into Magic Power.
Merlin had successfully constructed Gale into his Awareness but he did not rest. Immediately, he ordered the Matrix to analyze Dark Mist's Spell Model.
Dark Mist's Spell Model was quite complicated. Although there were also five Spell Models in the book, at a quick glance, Merlin had already noticed that these were much more complicated than any of the Spell Models he had constructed before.
"No wonder it requires five contribution points."
Merlin was secretly delighted. The more complicated the Spell Model, the more powerful it was. Although complicated Spell Models also meant an increased difficulty level of construction, with the Matrix, Merlin could cheat his way out and completely ignored the obstacles one may face in the construction of Spell Models.
Soon, the Matrix ended its analysis. Merlin selected the best out of all Spell Models and began to mobilize his Mind Power to carefully simulate Dark Mist's Spell Model.
"Phew..."
Merlin heaved a long sigh, then gathered his concentration on simulating Dark Mist's Spell Model in his Awareness.
Out of the blue, an unforeseen circumstance happened.
"Eh?"
Merlin's expression turned grave. He felt his initial forceful Mind Power suddenly became heavy the second he simulated Dark Mist's Spell Model in his Awareness.
It was as if his Mind Power had been sucked into a vacuum, leaving him gasping for air as if he was being suffocated.
Merlin paced around the numerous bookshelves and eventually locked his eyes on Thunder type Spell.
Thunderbolt and flames were both violent enough to produce equally terrifying force. Hence, Fire type and Thunder type made the most compatible offensive spells.
Merlin already possessed Fire type Fireball Spell, hence he needed to choose another type of offensive Spell. It seemed that the most appropriate choice would be Thunder type Spell.
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There was an extensive selection of Thunder type Spells in the Dark Magic Region so Merlin had to choose with caution. He wanted a spell that was greatly powerful and able to cover an expansive attack range. Knowing what he wanted helped in narrowing down the options.
Finally, Merlin made his mind on a spell named Thunderbolt Net. The distinguishing trait of this spell coincidentally matched with Merlin's requirement.
"Thunderbolt Net. Formed by violent Thunder Elements into a large net that covers a radius of more than ten meters. Carries an additional numbing effect! Five contribution points."
All of Thunderbolt Net's unique traits fulfilled what Merlin envisaged in his mind but his face fell when he realized this ideal spell required five contribution points.
Earlier, he had made up his mind about Gale Spell and Dark Mist and those would add up to a total of seven contribution points. In other words, the ten contribution points awarded to Merlin as a new member of the Dark Magic Region would have left with only three points.
Three contribution points were not enough to exchange for Thunderbolt Net Spell.
Merlin stood in front of the bookshelf and pondered for a long time. At last, he shook his head and gradually regained his slightly disappointed mood. He surely felt it was a pity, though he had no choice but to temporarily gave up Thunderbolt Net. He would only return for it when he had accumulated enough contribution points.
Therefore, without any further hesitation, Merlin selected Gale Spell and Dark Mist, then went downstairs to the gray-robed Wizard.
"Please exchange these two spells for me."
Merlin said to one of the sluggish gray-robed Wizards without much interest.
This gray-robed Wizard, with his eyes narrowed, threw a sideways glance at Merlin. Then, he revealed a round plate that looked like a casting tool filled with mysterious runes.
"Pass me your Dark Magic ring."
Merlin followed the command obediently. Suddenly, the gray-robed Wizard activated the casting tool, and those densely packed mysterious runes began to sparkle with faint white light, shrouding the whole of Merlin's ring.
Merlin witnessed with his own eyes that the number "Ten" on his ring gradually turned into "Three." This indicated that he was now left with only three contribution points.
After that, according to the accustomed ways, the gray-robed Wizard utilized that casting tool to remove the restrictive runes on the two volumes of books so Merlin could read the contents inside as he wished.
Merlin bowed slightly at the gray-robed Wizard, then turned to leave the Resource Tower.
***************
Once he returned to Wizard Leo's tower, Merlin first flipped open the book that recorded Gale Spell's Spell Model.
There were five Spell Models in the book, all of which were Gale Spell's Spell Model. Merlin was no longer the newbie Wizard who only relied on old man Etha's Spell Manual. He still had some basic judgment although he was not able to construct his own Spell Model.
He decided that all five of those Spell Models in the book were fairly stable, and they must have been constructed by the hands of a powerful Spell Caster, one who had done extensive research on Gale Spell.
In comparison to the Spell Models constructed by old man Etha, the ones constructed in this book were of another level. After all, there existed vast differences between Spell Casters supported by systematic learning through Spell Casters organization and the roaming Wizards.
It was unlikely that something wrong would happen if Merlin directly simulated these five Spell Models into Awareness based on the instructions on the book, although by doing so would be slightly risky. However, except the roaming Wizards who knew nothing better, no one was daring enough to take the chance.
The Spell Casters must reconstruct the Spell Models themselves to ensure their stability in Awareness.
"Matrix, build a database for Gale Spell, and analyze its Spell Model."
"Beep. The database for Gale Spell is built. Starting to analyze!"
Merlin commenced the easy process of reconstructing Gale Spell's Spell Model smoothly from experience.
"Beep. Analyzation over. A total of 253,516 Spell Models have been reconstructed!"
In only brief moments, the Matrix had completed its analyzation and more than 250,000 Spell Models were reconstructed. This resulted in the most numbers of Spell Models among all that Merlin had reconstructed.
This also proved that the Spell Models in the Dark Magic Region had been perfected, far more than the Spell Models built by old man Etha, which was why the analyzation resulted in so many Spell Models.
Right away, Merlin selected the best Spell Model from the varied selections and then began the final step – to simulate the Spell Model into Awareness using Mind Power.
Mind Power immediately commenced simulation of Gale Spell's Spell Model. Merlin was already familiar with the simulation process of Spell Model. Coupled with his current extremely forceful Mind Power, Gale Spell's Spell Model was simulated in Awareness within the next few moments.
The moment Gale Spell's Spell Model of was formed in Merlin's Awareness, he instantly felt countless green lights, like groups of densely packed moths, flying frantically toward him.
These green lights were Wind Elements. The abundance of Wind Elements sped directly toward Merlin's Awareness where it was quickly absorbed by the Gale Spell's Spell Model and being transformed into Magic Power.
Merlin had successfully constructed Gale Spell into his Awareness but he did not take a rest. Immediately, he ordered the Matrix to analyze Dark Mist Spell Model.
Dark Mist Spell Model was quite complicated. Although there were also five Spell Models in the book, at quick glance Merlin already noticed these were much more complicated than any of the Spell Models he had constructed before.
"No wonder it requires five contribution points."
Merlin was secretly delighted. The more complicated the Spell Model, the more powerful it was. Although complicated Spell Models also meant the increased difficulty level of construction, however, with the Matrix, Merlin could cheat his way out and completely ignored the obstacles faced in the construction of Spell Models.
Soon, the Matrix ended its analysis. Merlin selected the best out of all Spell Models and began to mobilize his Mind Power to carefully simulate Dark Mist Spell Model.
"Phew..."
Merlin heaved a long sigh, then gathered his concentration on simulating Dark Mist Spell Model in his Awareness.
Out of the blue, an unforeseen circumstance happened.
"Eh?"
Merlin's expression turned grave. He felt his initial forceful Mind Power suddenly became heavy the second he simulated Dark Mist Spell Model in his Awareness.
It was as if his Mind Power has been sucked into a vacuum, leaving him gasping for air as if he was being suffocated.
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