The Origin of Arcane

.., Arcane Origin

Most of the thirty-year-old warlocks are still at the control level, and the secret language level is rare, and the control level is unprecedented.

Not to mention the 30-year-old Master Warlock, those in the 50s and 60s are very rare.

At least among the master-level warlocks that Ferdinand knew well, Ms. Elena was the youngest one.

"Understood." Ferdinand nodded cautiously, "I know what to do."

At this moment, Ferdinand seemed to shoulder a major mission.

For a person who is about to become a master warlock, not eating or drinking for a week is not a big deal.

If they could really become a master warlock, the risk they took now wouldn't be a big deal.

After all, once it is over, there will be a brighter future. It is expected that the national fortune led by Yongye Army will last for hundreds of years.

Under the leadership of Xiao En, the leader of Yongye who has been in development for ten years now looks like this. What will it look like a hundred years from now?

So let’s not mention how Ferdinand explained the situation of the Trisolaran Tower to the leaders of the northern fortress who detected the abnormality.

After solving the external affairs, Xiao En reduced his mind and began to focus on his physical condition.

Although the body has reached a delicate balance under the impact of magical energy, it doesn't mean that Sean can't do anything.

The soul consciousness, which has been magnified countless times, is not too simple to control the power of the spell.

They usually need to consume a lot of energy to control them. Now, if you want to squeeze it, you can squeeze it.

When free from physical limitations, consciousness can match the magical energy so perfectly.

Having said that, Sean realized this, obviously with hindsight.

The Soul Beast Card explained this to him a long time ago. When using the Soul Beast Card, the soul consciousness is separated from the body. No matter how much magic energy is used, his spirit will not feel tired.

This time, because there is a magic circuit on the Mage Tower specifically to amplify perception consciousness. In order to achieve one step, this magic circuit was amplified by Ferdinand to a state of terror, not to mention the use of multiple black technologies. Compared to the last time I used the perception enhancement tower, I don't know how many times it has been enlarged.

If you compare the soul consciousness that was amplified last time by Sean to a creek, the soul consciousness now is the surging Jacob River, and there seems to be nothing he can't do in the world.

If it wasn't for his unique physical state that he couldn't be too distracted, he would have long waited for his soul consciousness to travel around the world like the last time.

But there are still many things he can do.

For example, fine-tune the mage tower and your body.

Of course, Sean would not let the magical energy mess around.

Although the magic energy can be fine-tuned to the mage tower and one's own body to a certain extent according to one's own inertia.

But there are too many accidental factors in this kind of fine-tuning, a bit like biological evolutionary mutation. There is a success rate in it, and the probability of failure is often higher.

The Mage Tower is secondary. The main reason is that Sean doesn't want his body to feel the magical work of nature in person. Who knows what kind of ghost it will make him look like?

When Sean spoke to Ferdinand just now, he didn't say it comprehensively.

After the initial surprise and shock, now the real trader is Sean.

Of course, it is unrealistic to control the flood of magical energy in front of you with the enlarged soul consciousness.

If Sean dared to go hard, the end result would be that he was shattered by the impact.

Fortunately, this flood of magical energy is unconscious, it just follows instinct and rushes in it, and the rush route was laid for it in advance by Ferdinand.

It is inappropriate to compare this magical energy to water flow. After all, the pressure of water flow is high, and there is a possibility of pipe bursting!

Spell energy does not.

It is more appropriate to compare it to electric current. There must be a complete circuit before they can really flow.

It's just that there is still a big problem in this loop. When the magical energy flows through there, fine-tune it.

The biggest problem is Sean's body.

This situation is a bit like, other places are all eight lanes, when it comes to Sean, it suddenly becomes a one-way street, which will naturally cause traffic congestion.

If it is placed on the wire line, it is a short circuit trip. As the part of the short board, it cannot withstand the huge energy and directly explodes.

But compared to ordinary materials, after years of practice, Sean's body is full of toughness, and there is also the warmth of the spell energy itself, and the jade seat has taken on the bulk of the energy delivery.

It didn't blow Sean on the spot.

In turn, he began to expand the one-way lane for Sean, trying to turn it into eight lines.

This is exactly the shortcut to practice that Sean originally envisioned. Although there was a problem in the middle process, the final result was still the same as expected.

However, in the third perspective, there is no way to see his body.

Since he has never slackened in his own training, Sean can be considered a fit and strong even if he has no chance of losing weight.

In less than a few minutes, just like blowing up a balloon, it inflated, so why not get fat more than one circle or two.

This kind of fat is certainly not normal fat, but fat like edema.

It's like a huge balloon, like it will burst with one poke.

This is not only the result of a large amount of magical energy accumulated in Shaun's body and cannot be consumed.

In addition, various tissues of his body were quickly destroyed by magical energy, and a large amount of tissue fluid was being repaired, but the main component of these tissue fluids was not water, but magical energy.

In the beginning, Shaun’s main focus was on the mage tower, using the principle of leverage to adjust the overall layout of the mage tower according to his own wishes.

Compared with people like Ferdinand, Sean is the real professional in the magic circuit.

Of the three magic circuits of perception enhancement, thunder falling, and clouds and fog, two of them were resolved by his own hands, and these were all in his mind.

After only one breath, his consciousness ran around the entire internal structure of the mage tower.

After another ten breaths, Sean transformed it into a three-dimensional model in his mind.

Sean's current situation is definitely not as simple as simply strengthening the senses, even the rotation of consciousness is rising with the tide, like a precision computer, the computing power has been greatly improved.

After this three-dimensional model was formed in my mind, various Shaun's known parameters began to be substituted in, and then the best state was automatically deduced.

The amount of this project is relatively vast and cumbersome, not only because there are too many parameters involved, but also because he did not participate in the construction of the mage tower in the whole process. Some geological conditions in the later period are not understood, and the parameters are not comprehensive, so you must go back and use huge Consciousness, explore the surroundings.

It is extremely difficult for ordinary people, and must use various tools, plus data that can be calculated.

For Sean in his current state, it shouldn't be too simple, he can not only see through, but even penetrate into it.

Sean started from two aspects. On the one hand, he collected data and explored on his own. On the other hand, he found Ferdinand who hadn’t got out of the tower. He once again used the mental vibration technique to say: "Mr. Ferdinand, please wait a minute, I still need You help me do one thing."

"Lord Lord?" Ferdinand was really taken aback by the sudden voice, "How did you do it?"

Ferdinand was obviously a little bit disoriented before, and this time he realized that the conversation between the two was unusual.

The voice of Sean he heard before was obviously weird, which was very different from usual.

This time, he crossed several tens of meters and talked to him in numerous rooms, which is a bit weird.

"No need to be surprised. This is just an application of magic. I have already said that the mage tower you built this time is more wonderful than you think. This is just one of its simplest applications." Sean explained patiently. .

"If there is a chance in the future, Lord Lord must tell me in detail." The previous fear faded slightly, and Ferdinand's attention turned back to the wizard tower.

The series of characteristics that he just showed have completely exceeded his imagination, making him wonder whether this thing was built by himself.

"Of course, I will issue a detailed evaluation report and optimization drawings to you afterwards." Sean did not refuse, because Ferdinand will need to build more mage towers later, "but before that, I need all the mage towers Design and construction drawings, including your geological survey data of the surroundings."

"This is okay. These are all kept in the camp next to it." Ferdinand asked a little scratching his head. "Just how do you look at the Lord? The number of drawings and data is a bit messy, and I haven't had time to organize it."

"You don't need to worry about this. You just need to lead the way and take me to your camp." Xiao En said.

"Okay, Lord Lord, please come with me." Ferdinand said, only to remember that he didn't know where Sean was talking to him.

It seems that I have been talking to the air all the time, thinking about it carefully, this feeling is quite permeating.

Ferdinand was a little numb and brought Sean, who didn't know how to keep up, and went straight to his camp.

His working style has not changed over the years. For those more important projects, he will follow up the whole process, and he will live on the construction site. This time is no exception.

Ferdinand opened the curtain and walked in, as if talking to himself, and as if to Sean: "Lord, are you still there? It's here..."

"You don't need to come in!" The voice of Sean who answered him was not by his side, but in Ferdinand's camp.

Ferdinand discovered that there was already a spectacle of demons dancing in his camp.

All the drawings are in the air, and all the books are turning frantically.

It's as if there are countless people looking at them at the same time. The speed is scary. Judging from the speed at which the other person flips through the book, his stay on each page will never exceed three seconds.

Ferdinand knows very well that in his room, no matter the drawings or books, there is no conventional sense. Most of them are professional, jerky, and remote. Many people look at a page or two and they are very big.

Many of the drawings are more drafts. I usually drew improvised and messed up everything. Some are useful and some have been abandoned, but I feel that the ideas and creativity are very good and I can’t bear to discard them. Some are even more ghostly, even Ferdinand. It is very difficult to identify it by myself.

But the other party looked through it, and it seemed that there was no obstacle at all.

Ferdinand felt that his back was cold, because it was no different from the legendary hitting a ghost. It took a lot of perseverance to restrain the urge to turn around and run, and he kept comforting himself in his heart.

This is just the use of magic power.

Yes, this is just the use of magic power.

A top sorcerer who is about to hit the control level and paired with a unique mage tower with sufficient energy, he should not be surprised what incredible things he can do.

Isn't this situation exactly what you dream of?

This proved his success in building the mage tower.

I should be happy!

It's just that this kind of self-comfort can play a role, only Ferdinand himself knows.

Fortunately, this kind of suffering did not last long. No matter how many drawings were built, they couldn't hold back countless people looking through them at the same time. When I rushed to this side from the mage tower, I was afraid that the other party had already arrived.

Those flipped drawings and books quickly fell back to the top of the book case one by one. Compared with the original chaos, this time it was orderly and even classified in detail.

Sean’s voice sounded out of thin air again: “Mr. Ferdinand, it’s all right. I have found what I need. You can work on your own affairs. If you have any needs, I will find you again. Sorry. This has caused you a lot of trouble. Next time I look for you, I will try my best to solve this problem. Also, I hope my husband will keep this matter secret for me. I don’t want to cause unnecessary panic.”

Ferdinand’s psychological fluctuations obviously have not escaped, and Sean has an omnipotent perspective.

"Understand, Lord Lord, don't worry, I know what to do, and if you have anything, just ask me." Ferdinand responded with a slight embarrassment, and it felt uncomfortable to be spied on.

I also understand why Sean has such an exhortation. If Sean sits high in the Mage Tower, his consciousness can reach any corner of the northern fortress silently, and if anyone has no privacy at all.

Although this era does not pay so much attention to the right to privacy, anytime, anywhere, there may be people staring at it in secret, which is really uncomfortable.

"Thank you." Sean suddenly remembered something, and added, "I'm leaving."

As if to show that he had left, the door of the camp was pushed shut.

Ferdinand stood still on the spot for a few minutes before he let out a long sigh, rubbed his stiff face, and walked out of the barracks to appease the northern fortress personnel who had heard the news.

During the soothing process, he used all honorifics for Xiao En, and he didn't dare to say any extra words, because he was not sure how enchanting Xiao En, who lived in the mage tower, could see his words and deeds.

But one thing is certain, he doesn't want to stay in the northern fortress for a quarter of an hour~www.readwn.com~ if he can't come here in the future, he won't come here.

It's not that he has ghosts in his heart, but that the feeling of seeing ghosts in broad daylight is really uncomfortable.

For some time to come, he won't want to sleep peacefully.

Ferdinand's abnormal reaction made Sean realize how infiltrating his own mode of coming and going without a trace, and how many incredible things he can do at the same time.

The kind of crazy reading of books in Ferdinand’s barracks just now was something I didn’t even think about before.

But now it is so easy.

Ferdinand was right to comfort himself. Shaun still used magic power, but it was the simplest airborne controller. Every sorcerer would have this hand since he reached the control level.

But like Sean just now, controlling more than a dozen drawings and books at the same time is a bit beyond imagination. Even master-level warlocks like Ms. Elena and Elder Nidia can hardly do this. , Let alone shorthand.

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