Casting spells

"Thank you for the compliment! I swear I will keep working hard and never let you down."

The young man didn't realize what the talent he unintentionally showed meant, and he still maintained awe of his master.

Chapter 51 Trap

"Ellens, I have to say that you surprised me. Maybe... it's time to teach you some real knowledge about the nature of magic. Come, come with me, and I will demonstrate it to you, a How a truly powerful spellcaster manipulates energies, allowing them to distribute, reorganize, and shape them to their will."

While talking, Zhang Cheng cast teleportation magic to come to an empty bush on the surface.

I saw that without any nonsense, he directly raised his right hand and made a grasping motion.

next second!

boom!

A huge hand suddenly appeared on the ground, holding a poor big wild boar tightly in the palm, and then squeezed it continuously, and finally crushed it abruptly, turning it into a sky full of blood plasma and minced meat.

After finishing all this, he turned around and asked, "How, tell me what you feel?"

"You...you didn't chant spells! You didn't have any complicated spell-casting actions! The energy capture and spell structure were completed almost instantly." Allens gave his answer in an uncertain tone.

Because everything happened so fast just now, he couldn't figure out what happened.

After all, talent is one thing, experience is another.

So far, this young man has not experienced a contest between spellcasters in the true sense, so it is nothing to be surprised if he can't tell the point.

Zhang Cheng undoubtedly expected this situation, and shook his head with a half-smile: "No, you didn't catch the point. For the caster, no matter the spell is better or the action of casting the spell, it is essentially for the best Control energy and build spell models at a fast speed. If one day, you can directly affect the energy itself without external force, then you can skip cumbersome movements and jerky spells, and release all magic instantly like me .”

"You mean... I also have such a talent?!!!"

After all, Allens was not a fool, he immediately realized the subtext, and expressions of excitement and shock appeared on his cold face.

"Yes, you have such a talent. But remember, although talent is very important in the process of learning magic, concentration is as important as hard work. I can provide you with the best resources, but I cannot let you understand the essence of magic. Truth, all this can only be done by yourself." Zhang Cheng very rarely said words of encouragement.

But if you look closely, you will find the flash of playfulness in his eyes.

That's right!

Just for fun!

Because he found another interesting toy!

Because of his dark personality, he is very keen to cultivate a genius before destroying it with his own hands, tasting the extreme emotions of the other party from hope to despair.

Only at this moment, the soul of a mortal will burst into the most direct and essential beauty.

I have to say, this is evil, but also very cruel.

Except for very few exceptions, after being strangled like this, there are almost no mortals who can hold on, stand up again, and complete their own revenge.

But in Zhang Cheng's eyes, this is just a small game to pass the boring time, a game to interfere and manipulate other people's fate.

"Understood! Thank you for your guidance, I will work hard." Alans' pupils showed gratitude.

No one knows better than him what this sentence means.

This means that his road to the Supreme Palace of Magic has been illuminated by a bright light, and the only thing he needs to do is to walk along this road without crossroads or wrong directions.

……

At the same time, in the castle of the small border town, a murderous banquet has been quietly held.

As the host and host, Kerwin raised his glass and finished his toast, and soon announced the official start of the banquet.

Against the background of the cheerful ditties played by the band, some guests gathered to discuss the recent abnormal situation in the city and the monsters wandering around in the streets, and some people walked into the dance floor hand in hand, enjoying the rare relaxation.

No one noticed at all, a maid silently stuffed a small bottle of light yellow liquid into a lady of about 28 years old, exuding a mature and seductive aura all over her body.

This lady wore a lavender low-cut tulle dress today, and her long black hair was draped over her shoulders like a girl, like a blooming rose, attracting men with strong hormone secretion all the time.

But what's interesting is that she was not at all interested in those guys who came to show their courtesies. Instead, she took the initiative to walk up to Melrot, the leader of the Spellcasters Guild, raised her glass and asked with a smile: "Dear master, I don't know you Are you free, can you answer a few questions about magic for me?"

"You are..." The old man raised the corner of his mouth slightly to show interest.

In any case, he is an important figure in this city. Although he is old, he still has frequent affairs. It is not the first time that such a situation has happened, and he is very experienced.

"My name is Melissa, the wife of Baron Kailanster." The woman held her chest and bowed her knees.

This originally ordinary etiquette, when she performed it, it was like seducing people to commit crimes, accelerating the blood flow of all the men who saw it.

Even Melrot felt his old heart start to be full of strength again, subconsciously licked his lips and responded: "Of course! Mrs. Melissa, I am very happy to help you answer questions about magic. But There seem to be a little more people in the hall, maybe we can go to the less crowded room at the back?"

"As you wish!" The woman who called herself Melissa blinked her eyes playfully, quickly threw the wine glass to the maid, and quickly tiptoed into the dark corridor leading to the independent room behind.

"Aha! Another beautiful lady prostrating at your feet, isn't she?" Isolt suddenly stood up from the crowd and teased in a slightly envious tone.

"Why, are you jealous? Don't worry, my dear friend, if you are interested, I can teach you two tricks in private. You must know that the reason why I am so popular is not only because of my status as the president of the Spellcasters Guild, There are also some unknown little secrets." Melroth was obviously in a good mood, and he didn't even forget to joke.

"Forget it, I'm not like you, I'm already old and I don't have the energy to play games with these hungry ladies. Also, don't forget to end the battle quickly, the lord is still waiting for you to read the book from Books obtained from the Magic Tower. Believe me, you will be shocked by the knowledge recorded in it."

"Of course! My attitude towards magic has always been extremely pious, and I will be back in half an hour at most."

"Then I wish you the best of luck in advance!"

"Hahahaha! Thank you! I have a hunch that there will be a wonderful night today."

Chapter 52 Design

"Damn it! Magic! My magic..."

At this moment, Melroth obviously couldn't care less about the sarcastic person. While clutching his bleeding abdomen, he endured the severe pain and tried to release the spell, only to find that the relationship between himself and the energy was completely cut off at some point. .

To be precise, there is a kind of toxin that is constantly flowing in his blood vessels, blocking the resonance between his magic power and energy.

This also means that all spells with huge lethality are impossible to release now.

In desperation, he had no choice but to overdraw his own magic power first, and shoot out a ball of piercing icy air, forcing Baron Kellanster, who rushed up to cut him in half, back two steps.

"Don't struggle, dear President. Don't you feel it yet? This is the poisonous gland from the silt worm in the depths of the Great Swamp. It can isolate all creatures from the connection with magical energy, and it only takes a little Turn a powerful spellcaster into a waste. Unfortunately, the wine you drank before happened to be quite a lot, enough to ensure that within three hours, you will not be able to cast even a decent spell." Isolt Hinted with a half-smile.

For some reason, seeing the chairman who had always been on top of him in the past fell into this situation today, instead of feeling the slightest bit of sympathy or empathy, he felt an inexplicable pleasure on the contrary.

That's right!

It's pleasure!

Although he knew it was a negative emotion born from jealousy, he still couldn't help but feel very happy, as if venting all the grievances that had been squeezed for many years in one breath.