All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 331 Linde’s Magic Sword

The most terrifying thing about surviving in a deserted place is actually not the various dangers people imagine, but the lack of goals and plans. For survivors, wandering around like a headless fly or staying in place are fatal, and they often don't realize it.

Linde has a deep understanding of how terrible the situation of "aimless" is.

One day, he woke up from the bed in his pocket, counted the potion bottles at hand, and found that he could now open a medicine shop. He looked at the candlelight in the "Guide" again, and found that the fire was as prosperous as a bonfire.

So he lay back and spent the whole day neither practicing magic nor studying, tending to the shipworm farm, or hunting.He didn't do anything, except to solve personal hygiene problems, just lay there all day, drank a little magically transformed water, and didn't eat anything.

I wasted a whole day, gained nothing, and made myself feel very bad.

Realizing that his psychological problems were getting serious, after that day passed, Lind decided to make some handicrafts to entertain himself.

He tried carving, and since he didn't have a carving knife at hand, he used [Magic Explosion] to cut.

The principle of [Magic Energy Explosion] is to guide magical energy, turn it into the purest and original shock wave, and release it in the form of rays, just like scooping up a handful from the endless river and pouring it out.It can be said that there is no technical content.

Linde tried to engrave characters on the ship board, and a burst of magic energy slashed across the board, like an iron plow plowing the land, and the fibers of the board exploded, leaving wavy lines.

This rough trace has already silently stated that the magic energy explosion is not suitable for the work of a carving knife.

Linde was still not ready to give up. He needed to find something to arouse his passion for life.

At first, limited by the simple spell structure, no matter how hard he tried, Linde could not effectively control the force field wave of the magic energy explosion. All it takes is a tug on the leash.

Linde felt the energy flowing in the magic net, and used his consciousness to calm the restless force field waves. Every time he cast a magic energy burst, not only left a mark on the wooden board, but also drew a track in his heart.He savored the dissonance and distortion of this trajectory, fine-tuning it over and over again.

When a ship plank was broken, it was replaced with a new one, and the sawdust impregnated with magic energy was just used to feed the shipworms.

After practicing thousands of times in this way, he has been able to leave smooth and delicate scratches on the wooden board.His mastery of the magic energy explosion has also reached the point where he can release it with just a thought without gestures or words.

Linde fully understands the original meaning of the daily practice tasks. The caster is not only an explorer of mysteries, but also a master of magical power. He opens his mind and body to magical energy, and transforms the power of the root that is ubiquitous in the universe. One's own soul and blood, so as to move towards the extraordinary.

The descendants of the great mage have a certain probability of becoming warlocks. That is because the caster's blood has mutated due to long-term soaking in magic energy. This affinity for magic can be passed on to future generations by blood.

When Linde was fully familiar with [Magic Energy Explosion], a wind of magical power pierced through his body and mind in an instant, playing every blood vessel in him like a string vibrating.

When he came back to his senses from this transcendent experience, he unknowingly obtained twenty candles. Counting the gains from the flashes of light during the immersion practice, the total benefit was one hundred and forty-three lights in the skull. It took seven days and was quite efficient.

At that time, the [Magic Energy Explosion] he cast could be as thin as a silk thread and as thick as a bucket, but to complete a sculpture work, it was not enough just to have even strength. , chisel and other actions.

If you want to improve the controllability of the magic energy explosion, you can no longer stimulate the force field in the form of rays.

In order to shape the force field wave into a sword, he improved the casting structure of [Magic Energy Blast].

If it was just a matter of scooping a handful of water in the river and throwing it out, now it is condensing water and turning ice.

Linde didn't work behind closed doors. He generously spent two hundred candles to buy a copy of "The Sword of Mordencan" in order to learn from some advanced experience.

[Mordenkainen's Sword] is a 7-ring energy evocation spell that can create a luminous force field sword that can fly freely. It has little practical value, but the sound and light effects are very cool.

What Linde wanted to learn was how to constrain the force field into shape. With his current knowledge base, it was still very difficult to master the 7th level spell, and even if he learned it, he would not be able to cast it. However, he just figured out how to constrain the force field into shape. techniques and apply them to magic energy explosions.

He turned the force field wave into a sword blade, which could be temporarily attached to the palm or the object held in his hand. It could be used as a weapon to slash. It was as sharp as an iron weapon and its lethality was quite impressive.

The upgraded Fel Blast inevitably becomes a 1st level spell.

Casting official spells will make the caster feel exhausted from the soul, and even gradually lose the connection to the magic net.Therefore, it can only be cast a limited number of times before resting.

Linde named this self-created level 1 spell [Magic Sword]. After that day, he specialized in researching the [Magic Sword] spell, constantly absorbing the essence of other magics to improve the performance of the magic sword. It has been more than half a year since it was developed into a series.

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The crew of the Charizard followed Linde to the outer ring area. Seeing the magician landed on an asteroid, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and hesitated again.

"Who is going to negotiate with him?"

"I'll come." The alien crew member said in a low voice, then glanced at the mage apprentice, "Dean will come with me."

"Why?! Uh, is it necessary? What can I do if I go?"

"You who play magic have bad hearts. Please be prepared to avoid being deceived by that magician."

Dean was annoyed by these words, wouldn't this beating around the bush also scold him?

Naturally he was reluctant.

The crew members looked at each other and suddenly began to praise the apprentice. It is said that he has outstanding talents and abilities. In time, he will definitely be more outstanding than his mentor. He will become popular with his boss and make a lot of money every day. How could such a capable person be afraid of talking to others? He must have taken the lead.

The mage apprentice's face turned red, and he mustered up the courage in his heart. He gave the order in a carefree manner, "It's not enough for just two people. At least one more must follow."

A human crew member agreed.

The three replenished the steam pump with some fuel and water and set off.

They landed on the asteroid where the warlock lived in seclusion, carefully tracking the man's traces.

The alien crewman turned his hippopotamus head and observed the surrounding terrain, keeping his palm pressed against the short-barreled gun on his waist.

Dean suddenly shouted.

"There are footprints on the ground."

"Be careful, we are approaching that person's home."

The footprints led to a wide crack in the ground, and everyone looked towards it. The crack in the ground extended diagonally downwards, like a beast's mouth waiting for prey to fall in.

"Hello! Is anyone there?" The alien crew member greeted loudly.

The echo was faint, making the master and apprentice shudder.

The two old crew members looked at each other, and the thinner human took the initiative to step inside. He greeted them all the way, and his voice gradually disappeared.

After a while, the human crew returned to the cave entrance, looking shocked.

"No one's in there! But I found something weird!"

"What is it? Tell me."

"Statue, there are many statues inside...and a small boat. I seem to see a magic rudder!"

"What?! You mean, there is a magic rudder here?" The companion was shocked and looked ecstatic.

"I'm not sure. It looks like a half-finished product." The human crew member looked pale. "I feel something is wrong. Although there is no one inside, something seems to be staring at me."

"Go in and have a look. If it's really a magic rudder, take it away first. The boss will compensate him."

Mage Dean gritted his teeth. He felt bad. His mentor had warned him that a well-prepared spellcaster is invincible, especially not fighting in the opponent's home field, because you never know whether any inconspicuous object around you is invincible. A deadly spell is buried.

"Since the man is not inside, where has he gone? Should we wait here for a while?"

"Don't worry about it. The magic helm is important. Look for the leather of the air carrier. Time is running out, and that person may come back at any time."

The old crew members did not hesitate to get into the cracks in the ground.

The mage apprentice looked around, the asteroids in the distant star ring were shining slightly in the sky, the distant sun was like a red bean, and the surrounding wind whipped fine sand on his cheeks.

He shivered in a daze, and quickly followed in the footsteps of his companions, going deep into the home of a strange spellcaster.

At the same time, the three crew members who were left behind on an asteroid two miles away were kneeling on the ground. Their protective suits were torn and they were seriously injured. Their hands were twisted behind their backs and their bodies were tied up with force field ropes.

They cried out for mercy.

"We just came out to catch the space carrier, we don't know anything, Master Mage!"

"Let us go, we are the crew of the caravan. My companion needs medical treatment, he is dying!"

"Help...show mercy..."

A slovenly man with long hair shawl, holding a blue lightsaber, stood in front of them, his eyes colder than the stars.