Shaman from Afar

It is never easy for any wizard to compile spells, let alone an apprenticeship, which is simply impossible to start.

In addition, what Loren needs to accomplish is not a magic spell, not even magic. His goal is only to maintain some unstable void energy for a short period of time, at least to maintain the shape of a "sword". .

According to Isaac's calculations, if all goes well, this so-called "saber" can last for a few seconds at a time, and then it will definitely disappear. And because it has the characteristics of a spell, every time it is used, it consumes the spiritual power of Loren itself. The more times it is used, the heavier the burden.

Void, this is the keyword that Loren really cares about-although this weapon sounds like an energy weapon that is "powered" by itself, it is still the power of the void that makes it work.

Sitting in the corner of the library, Loren kept rummaging through various documents, and kept thinking about everything he had experienced during this time.

The reason why this world is different from the world before it is basically because of the existence of the void, but also because the human spirit and matter of this world are separate binary existences. Their consciousness can exist not only in the real world, but also in the body After entering the dormant state, let your spirit enter another year.

Even now, Loren cannot really understand what the void is.

This is not an energy, but it can affect reality, so that there will be mutant monsters, alchemy compounds and magic. It can even affect people's consciousness and make things completely contrary to common sense become true.

It exists because it does not exist, but it is so accessible to the wizards; while enticing everyone who desires this power, it makes all those who pursue it feel intimidated from the bottom of the heart.

Strictly speaking, Loren has already experienced two voids-the first time in the cellar, the guy named Asriel used the power of the void to completely distort the space of the cellar; the second time was in meditation During the process, the spiritual temple built by oneself is, to a certain extent, his own "Void".

It's just that the spiritual palace is much more harmless and simpler.

Maybe I really should find an opportunity to really enter the void and try ... I remembered how Dalton said before, Loren thought a little hesitantly.

Has always hated such uncertain things, but his mental load is not as strong as a real wizard. If he really wants to be a caster in the future, I am afraid he has few choices.

But at least for now, I still have time-Loren is not in a hurry to leave Wimpal College. Here, I can slowly get more knowledge and continue to understand the world until I am fully prepared before making plans.

No matter in any world or in any era, knowledge is power.

Of course, money is also power, but considering that his chance of hitting the treasure is infinitely close to zero, the old knight Leonardo does not seem to have any wealthy relatives-otherwise he will not need to wander around. In a short time, I was basically insulated from the "rich".

Helplessly sighed for a long time, and held the parchment he had copied in his arms. Loren, who was already familiar with the road, turned and walked in the direction of Isaac.

When he walked behind him, Loren felt a little something wrong-according to his previous understanding of this overconfident guy, even if he was alone, he would jump on the spot and keep talking to himself. . It was as if countless audiences were watching him with admiring eyes, waiting every minute for cheering.

But now, Isaac Grantham seemed paralyzed, sitting motionless in front of the painted blackboard, quietly as if it had become a squirrel on a tree.

"Have you encountered a problem?" Loren asked tentatively.

"No, it's not a problem we encountered ..." Isaac Grantham couldn't see a little confidence in his face, and murmured a bit dull: "I, maybe I'm too self-righteous. . "

"Relax, you just encountered a little difficulty. We still have time." Loren tried to comfort him, although he didn't believe it when he said it: "We can definitely find a way, you are a genius. Come here. "

"No, you don't understand. I have worked hard for this whole day for this thing, but I just can't solve it-this is a dead end! No, this is more terrible than a dead end. It's not that there is no way, but me I ca n’t find it at all, I do n’t think about it anymore and I do n’t know how to continue! ”

Hysterical Isaac Grantham shouted directly, the voice echoed over and over again in the library, so that other apprentices could not help but look around.

"Ain's conjecture is probably right, but I can't do it, and my upper limit of ability limits this truly genius idea!" The collapsed Isaac's voice was all crying: "This is the truth, I simply Not as genius as I thought, I am a mortal, just like the potatoes with water in his head! "

"It's okay, don't do this ..." Looking at the increasingly unsightly eyes around, Loren continued to comfort each other with an awkward smile: "If you tell me where the problem is, maybe I can help you."

"I do n’t know, I do n’t know where the problem is! It ’s normal before I get to this step, but now I find myself unable to solve this. I ’m sorry, it ’s all my fault, I ’m too Conceited, too self-righteous, I now feel like I have no face to see Ain! "

Do n’t let Ain Rand know this, otherwise you will be directly happy to draw it ... This is the first idea in Loren ’s heart. After a moment of hesitation, Loren patted Isaac on the shoulder: " Otherwise, you go back to rest, take a good night ’s sleep, or do a meditation. I will continue to finish what you left behind and see if I can find a way. ”

"Well, it seems that I am useless here." Isaac stood up and walked staggering toward the library door: "I am a waste person, let me die by myself!"

Lorean shook his head, UU reading www.uukanshu.com sat in Isaac's original position somewhat helplessly, holding his shoulder a little bit and began to sort out the above content.

………… After less than four hours, only Loren was left in the empty library sitting in the original position, maintaining the same posture as he was four hours ago.

It is open to question whether the happy time is short-lived; but for Loren, the entire time is still for Loren.

"Well, Isaac Grantham is an undoubted occult genius, at least he still understands what he wrote ... probably?"

If Loren had determined anything, it was that the design definitely exceeded the level of the apprenticeship from the beginning. After reading what Isaac wrote, he did n’t know what to do-for a moment, he himself I even felt the same feeling as Isaac, blank and overwhelmed.

Turned his head a little tired, wanting to loosen his muscles. Then, Loren turned back and froze.

Even under the state of thinking, he always kept his previous vigilance. But he did not notice the white-bearded old man who suddenly appeared behind his back. Obviously, he has been standing behind him for a long time!

The old man's eyes were very kind. He looked at Loren as if he were looking at his nephew. There was a slight smile on the corner of the mouth under the white beard.

"You look like you are having trouble?"

"……Yes."

Said this almost naturally, and then Loren, who was awake, immediately stood up, with an inexplicable tension, smiling and bowing to the old man.

"It's an honor to meet you, Master Dean Peter!"