The Witcher: Elemental Lords

"Third-level magic纹 is truly powerful," Dorre exclaimed sincerely.

Next was to refine the carrier for the warning magic array.

He threw the crystal into the alchemy table and manipulated the flame magic纹. The alchemy table quickly emitted a burst of light, rapidly melting the crystal. During this process, he tried his best to control the stability of his mental power, control the intensity of the magic纹, and save materials as much as possible.

After all, it was his first time using it, and he was still a bit unfamiliar.

Then the second material, the third material.

After all the materials were melted, he sensed them with his mental power, cut off a portion of one of the materials, and then mixed them together, stirring them evenly with the magic纹. After a few minutes, the ice magic紋 emitted light, and the mixture quickly cooled down.

It was shaped like a square brick. Dorre picked it up and examined it carefully, relieved that it could be used as a carrier.

He placed it back on the alchemy table, and Dorre divided it into twenty small squares.

Carl had been watching from the side. Dorre was clumsy, and it looked like it was his first time using it, but what shocked him was that Dorre was very skilled in controlling his mental power. Every time he saw the material about to be ruined, he could always readjust the intensity of the magic纹 and restabilize it. This extreme control over mental power greatly astonished him.

Was this still a first-level wizard?

When everything took shape, he felt a bit of emotion in his heart. Perhaps this was why he himself could not become an alchemist—his control over mental power was too poor.

When Dorre finished dividing the finished product into twenty portions, he also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You're still amazing; I can't do it. My mental power control is too poor. Sigh." He had been fiddling with the alchemy control table for a long time, but it never worked when he tried to use it.

Dorre put down the things in his hand and said, "There are many ways to improve the control of mental power. Why don't you learn one?"

Carl felt a little ashamed, "It's too difficult to do anything, and I don't have the money to buy materials."

Awkward.

Dorre thought for a moment. It seemed that the *Naluye* mentioned a very simple method.

With a wave of his hand, his mental power quickly condensed into the spell model of the Burning Hand in his hand. Energy quickly poured into his hand, and the flame in his palm quickly ignited.

Flame Hand, Dorre waved it in front of him, looking at Carl.

Carl was puzzled.

At this moment, the flame in Dorre's hand suddenly flickered, broke away from his palm, and turned into a small fireball, rotating around him.

The fireball circled around him, sometimes up, sometimes down, sometimes left, sometimes right, sometimes speeding, sometimes still.

Seeing this, Carl seemed to understand something.

"Is this how you train your control?" Burning Hand could change the spell model to become a small fireball. This was not a secret to second-level wizards, just a small trick, but continuously releasing fireballs and controlling their changes would increase the difficulty exponentially.

Dorre shrugged, then stretched out both hands. With a bang, flames rose, then condensed again into a fireball, rotating around him.

Carl was a little surprised, "Multiple spellcasting?"

Dorre looked at Carl's expression and shook his head, saying, "This is just a simple application of mental power control. With my current mental power, I can control five of these small fireballs, rotating around me."

Of course, this was just his idea; he hadn't actually tried it, just doing an experiment for Carl.

Carl suddenly became thoughtful, "When we were in school, the teacher also did this, but most people found it troublesome, and doing so would consume mental power. It could only last for a little bit of time, and then the mental power would be exhausted, requiring meditation again. It was too time-consuming."

"But if you keep doing this for a long time, it can indeed improve control ability." He lowered his head and stood aside to think.

Seeing his appearance, Dorre stopped talking, extinguished the fireball, and sat on the edge of the table with the materials.

At this time, the alchemy table was not needed.

Drawing magic紋 in the air on the material was something Dorre was doing for the first time since entering the second level. Unlike drawing with a pen, this time, the main element was mental power.

Controlling the alchemy table required mental power, but not much. Dorre still had enough mental power to continue the next experiment.

He released his mental power and controlled it to be arranged on the surface of the material. The mental power extracted energy from the air, quickly forming tiny lines, floating on the surface of the alchemy material.

Dorre felt that it seemed easier to control than drawing by hand.

Second-level magic紋 were relatively more difficult than first-level ones, but drawing with mental power was even easier than with a hand. Soon, a complex big-eye magic纹 appeared on the material.

Dorre whispered softly, and the magic紋 was imprinted into the material.

Boom.

The magic纹 shattered, and the material instantly turned into a pile of debris.

Dorre blinked. It seemed that the magic纹 he had constructed was not subtle enough, and the magic纹 completely cut off the material. He was a little surprised. Were second-level magic紋 so powerful? He changed to another carrier and continued the experiment.

…

Time slowly came to midnight.

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His mental power was quickly exhausted. Dorre put down the materials and entered meditation.

Constructing magic紋 was very mentally exhausting. If releasing a small fireball spell could use up about two copper coins' worth of mental power, then refining a warning magic array would consume at least ten copper coins' worth of mental power. The energy and focus required far exceeded releasing a wizardry.

Moreover, a material needed to be arranged with vibration-sensing magic紋, feedback magic紋, and a new energy-absorbing magic紋. At least three magic紋 were needed to form a complete, most basic warning magic array.

According to the conversion, he now had about two hundred and sixty copper coins' worth of mental power. Besides controlling the alchemy table, he could only experiment about seven or eight times a night.

Fortunately, he had successfully refined two. Due to materials and other factors, the sensing range of the new warning magic array was about forty meters.

The energy-absorbing magic紋 was a magic紋 learned after reaching the first level. Its arrangement was very simple, forming a small energy circuit, slowly absorbing the free energy in the air to replenish the consumption of the magic紋 itself and other shared magic紋. This was the foundation of wizard alchemy.

Originally, a rune to cover up energy fluctuations was also needed, but if it was to sense beasts, it was not needed at all.

Alchemy was actually a very powerful discipline, testing a person's hands-on ability on one hand and a person's imagination on the other.

…

It must be said that the Child of the Elements meditation method was very powerful. After the mental power was almost exhausted, the figure of the fire element sprite would re-condense at a speed visible to the naked eye after entering the meditation method, and then reach the same height as before, and even grow a little.

Condensing the true body of the fire element sprite was only the foundation. After successful condensation, it was also necessary to truly inject external energy into the true body of the element sprite to form a true elemental body. At that level, the elemental body would greatly improve his aptitude, increase his affinity for the fire element, increase the power of magic, and reduce physical damage, etc.

This meditation method was very advanced.

Just improving the affinity for the fire element alone would make countless wizards envious.

If it were someone else, they would probably jump up excitedly upon obtaining this meditation method, but Dorre didn't. With Baal spurring him on, he would only feel that he was very weak, not truly powerful.

Carl left in the second half of the night because there was nothing for him to do.

Soon, it was dawn.

Dorre opened his eyes, holding two small stones in his hand, his face without joy or sorrow.

Walking out of the tent, he happened to see Steward Ryan coming from outside, leading a team of people, seemingly specifically for this tent.

PS: My brain is still a bit numb, I will try my best to resume six thousand updates tomorrow and the day after tomorrow!