Invincible copy system

"Chain Lightning"

Zhang Fan finally found a spell that looked relatively high-end, and its power should not be small.

However, before a series of complex gesture drawings, a few words of advice.

"Attention, this technique belongs to the level of qualitative change and requires a huge amount of magic power. In the case of no armor, please avoid casting the spell directly. The failure rate is extremely high."

Of course, Zhang Fan didn't care about these at all, he couldn't wait to start the operation.

First, prepare a large amount of magic power, but Zhang Fan doesn't know the actual amount.

So, he held the bottle and sat quietly for an hour, until the bottle cap trembled slightly, and the crystal bottle turned into a single black color. Now, there was no sign of smoke flowing.

Then, Zhang Fan looked down at the ten pages of comic strips and wrote down all the gestures.

For the first operation, it took him about half an hour to finish all the gestures.

But in the end, he was still very disappointed, the bottle didn't move at all.

Zhang Fan was considering whether to open the bottle cap, but he quickly gave up this idea. First, the smoke would be sprayed out instantly, and the concentration would decrease, so it did not meet the condition of overdose. No other props either.

Afterwards, he made a second attempt, in which he made sure to send a bolt of lightning in the bottle.

This time, the bottle reacted and trembled slightly, and special lines appeared on the glass bottle wall.

The magical barrier that Elsa set in the bottle was also touched.

"It's a good sign."

Zhang Fan tried for the third time, but this time, the bottle didn't respond at all.

"huhu"

Zhang Fan took a deep breath and started the fourth attempt.

It failed.

Then it was the fifth time, and the sixth time, he still didn't see the expected lightning, not even a shadow of an electric spark.

Zhang Fan seems to have returned to the stage of elementary school students. He was new to the application problems. The teacher told him the method and steps to solve the problems, but his final result was still wrong, and he didn't know where he was wrong.

However, at this age, such low-level mistakes made him unbearable.

Zhang Fan continued to cast spells, he must complete this low-level spell.

His fingers kept dancing in the air, and he spoke intermittently, unwilling and encouraging words.

The bottle kept tipping over, jumping, trembling, and even made a "quack" sound, and the lines on the bottle wall were also flickering.

"Bang" sound.

The cap of the crystal bottle popped up, and then, thick black smoke mixed with ashes came out, and soon filled the whole room.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no trace of the arc in the smoke.

Zhang Fan understood that he had failed again.

He approached the crystal bottle, about to give it back to Elsa, asking her for the trick to the spell.

"Click"

The moment he touched the bottle, the crystal bottle shattered.

"Now I have to accompany her with a bottle. The props she made by herself should not be expensive." Zhang Fan laughed at himself.

At this moment, the dense fog suddenly rolled violently, and the speed of the flow became faster and faster. Finally, a small tornado gradually formed in the house.

"I go."

Zhang Fan's lightning spell failed, but his chaotic manipulation must have produced a special spell.

Just as he was admiring his masterpiece, the smoke stopped turning, slowly converging towards the center, the color became darker and darker, and finally, the state also changed, from black smoke to tar-like black liquid.

In the end, the sticky oil smeared out one after another, as if something inside was breaking free from the outer skin.

Zhang Fan hesitated whether to help it, he especially wanted to know what he had made.

"Snapped"

There was a crisp cracking sound, and a bird tore through the oil layer and appeared in front of Zhang Fan.

It has a slender beak, but only one eye, which is in the center of the forehead, and its body is covered with black feathers. However, its wings have wings, which are a pair of bat wings, and its tail is slender, like Mouse tail.

It flapped its wings clumsily, staggering in the air, very strenuously.

Zhang Fan walked towards the strange bird with a smile on his face. Although he didn't know what it was, it was the first magic he created himself.

"Boom... Get out of the way... I am the servant of the Holy Fire."

After a series of voices, Elsa appeared in the attic.

Zhang Fan was knocked to the wall by a huge force, and Elsa turned her back to him, her long hair fluttering, and her whole body exuded a silver-white light.

A red flame danced in the air, and in its light all things were dimmed.

Zhang Fan lost consciousness after seeing this last scene.

When he woke up again, he was already lying on the sofa in the living room.

"Drink it."

Elsa handed him a cup.

Zhang Fan sat up, took a sip of the light juice, and asked, "Did I get into trouble just now?"

"Well...you successfully created a new demon, but it only survived for ten seconds." At this time, Rachel also walked over wrapped in pajamas.

"Is that bird a demon?"

"Does the bird in your hometown look like that?" Rachel continued to complain.

"You feel better?"

"Thank you." Zhang Fan replied.

"You take this." Seeing Zhang Fan's condition improved, Elsa gave him a branch.

Zhang Fan took a closer look at it, there was a brown feather at the end, it should be a broken arrow.

"I go."

As soon as Zhang Fan guessed that it was a broken arrow, it immediately grew an arrowhead, a black bladed willow leaf arrowhead.

"This is magic." Elsa said suddenly.

Zhang Fan stared at the arrow and asked again, "Is this magic?"

"It comes from our hearts, desires, or fantasies in our minds, or it can also be said that they come from our souls. Of course, the premise is that we are not human." Elsa pointed to Rachel who was standing next to her. Said: "She is a blood witch, I am a half-elf, and you are an evil god. We are not mortals. The so-called talent of ordinary wizards is nothing more than an affinity with a certain power. Their magic always has a source."

Then, she took the arrow feather from Zhang Fan's hand, and when it reached her hand, the arrow disappeared.

"Most wizards must use tools to cast spells. A spell is a sound wave. A wand can connect the signals in one's own mind with the magic elements of the outside world. Philosopher's stones and crystal balls have their own unique crystal structures. The little fairy must use Fairy dust, and the black smoke you extracted just now is also a dust medium. For magical creatures like us, we can directly turn the fantasies in our minds into reality without any medium, and there is no limit."

"That means I'm stronger than most wizards."