I played the world alone

Chapter 120 Creating a spell for the first time

"If you want to gain fear, the easiest way is to create a disaster, just like in a myth, and manipulate the supposedly unpredictable natural disaster in front of them..."

Lu Chen sat on a chair, holding a pen in his hand, writing and drawing in a notebook brought from Hyundai.

There is plenty of time this time, so there is no need to rush like before.

"But that can also have hidden dangers."

"In the show, the most important role of the villain is to be defeated, to highlight the presence of decent. But now I am alone, so how can the villain and the decent appear on the stage at the same time, and then be defeated?"

He began to think about it, and felt that the key was still in this identity.

"Or borrow the previous method in the comic exhibition, don't use the deity to appear, and only use props to represent your shots..."

"Or..."

He suddenly had an idea.

"Perhaps the villain doesn't have to be really killed. If it is just sealed, it may also have a legendary effect."

Thinking about it this way, a rough script has gradually formed in his mind.

However, the specific implementation still needs to be adaptable when the time comes.

Finally, there is the third task.

This is the same as before.

Then you can also use the same method as before to recruit a few apprentices.

"It's just that the lifespan of a wizard is definitely not as good as that of a cultivator. At that time, no one will be able to live safely to the modern age. I can only hope that these people can pass on the news from generation to generation. Don't forget..."

That being the case, then the sealing thing is indeed more reliable.

Great achievements are far less memorable than life-threatening dangers.

"Then the script has been conceived, and the next step is the construction of the most critical spell."

He turned the notebook to the next page.

According to the introduction of the system, he only needs to write down the spell on paper.

If the conditions are met, it can be recognized and come into effect.

"Convenience is convenience, but the specific standard needs to be tested a few more times..."

Like this kind of ambiguity is the most troublesome.

He thought about it, and first wrote down the simplest and most classic one on paper.

"Levitation spell."

But after writing the name, there is still no response.

He thought about it, and tried to add a line of words as a description.

"Spell: Fly! The effect is that you can use magic to control the floating of objects."

That's right, the spell is in Chinese.

It can also be regarded as a little bit of his bad taste.

Whoever stipulates that the wizard's spell must be in English, anyway, now he is the founder, he has the final say.

Let these wizards have a good experience. It was painful when he took the English test in college!

When he finished writing this line of words, he saw that line of words lighten up slightly in the next second, and then the ink that hadn't fully dried on it instantly became very dry, as if it had been printed on it when it left the factory, and it didn't look like it was written later.

"Is this what it means to be successful?"

Lu Chen turned his head and looked aside, aiming at a small flowerpot on the table.

Didn't use any spells, just aimed at it with open hand.

"Fly."

In the next second, he felt a slight touch of the spiritual consciousness in his head, that is, the spiritual power.

As if following some mysterious rule, a string flicked slightly, and the subtle undetectable fluctuations quickly spread like ripples on the water.

This process seems complicated, but in fact it was almost a moment, and the small flowerpot suddenly floated automatically without any external contact.

Then it went straight to the ceiling.

"Crack!"

"boom."

A few crackles.

The flower pot was directly smashed to pieces, but it violated the laws of physics and did not fall. Instead, including the fragments and even every piece of soil, it was firmly glued to the ceiling, and the buckles could not be buckled.

"broken……"

Lu Chen patted his head.

His mental strength has far surpassed that of ordinary people due to the foundation building period. Even if he just uses a magic casually, the effect is surprisingly powerful.

The effect of ordinary people trying their best is probably just to make it barely float, and he just let it go straight to the sky.

He quickly canceled the control of his mental power, and the next second, the broken flowerpot fell to the floor.

Dirt splashes everywhere.

Afterwards, he tried several times to convey the level of mental power, barely controlling it within the normal range, and he would not soar into the sky or remain motionless.

He then moved on to writing other magical spells.

Thirty articles were written, and more than twenty of them came into force.

And the rest that didn't take effect are probably too outrageous.

Such as resurrection from the dead, or traveling through time and space...

Although he remembered that similar magic was mentioned in the novel, after all, it was only the author's imagination and could not be realized in reality.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that his own spiritual power is not enough to reproduce.

Among them, he also made a simple sort according to the size of power.

The simplest one is probably the Levitation Charm, which consumes almost negligible mental power. It belongs to the magic that any beginner wizard can use, and it will also be used with broomsticks in the future.

And the most difficult thing is the forbidden spell.

Limited by his own strength, the most powerful one can probably directly destroy a hill, which is already comparable to the spells of the Foundation Establishment period.

But the price is extremely high.

Lu Chen may be the only one in the world who can use it, and even if he uses it, according to his own guess, the result will be mental exhaustion, which will lead to a lack of energy in the whole person, and may not be able to recover within ten days and a half months.

Close the notebook.

"For the time being, these should be enough. The next point is to find a suitable target."

He put on his black robe, glanced back at the broken flowerpot on the ground, and jumped directly from the window.

"Boom!"

It landed steadily, but due to the impact, the flying dust under the feet danced wildly.

And the screams and exclamations of the passers-by.

"Sir, are you all right?"

"What kind of costume is this? Could it be a thief?"

"He jumped from this hotel? It's a bit suspicious, why don't you call the police directly."

Passers-by gathered around and discussed, all guessing the origin of this strange man in black.

Lu Chen didn't pay attention to them at all, and walked straight forward with his head down.

But at the same time, he was also observing the surroundings, looking for the target.

Soon, he saw a very thin little boy on the street.

The boy was wearing shabby clothes, a fedora on his head, and a large green backpack slung across his shoulders, which did not match his thin and small figure.

At this moment, the boy was squatting on the side of the road, with a Maza in front of him, and a gentleman who looked middle-class but not too rich sat on it, stretching out his leather boots in front of him.

The boy carefully used his knees as a cushion, and carefully brushed the leather shoes with a brush and towel, not letting go of any trace of dirt on them.

(End of this chapter)