Chapter 422 Becoming a Spellcaster

Certainly, Tang Sen is not a common spellcaster in Feren.

Although he can cast spells, anyone who is a spellcaster can see that his magic is not like a spell, but more like a dragon's natural breath and a beholder's natural petrification.

But it doesn't matter, he can be.

In fact, Tang Sen has almost studied the creation of a spell that uses idealistic magic as the core to drive Feren's magic to cast magic.

It's just that I have been rushing on the road these two days and have no energy to push open the last door.

Now, it's time.

"Please give me some time."

Tang Sen said to Da Huang, then sat on the ground casually and took out a lot of papers filled with dense text and patterns from the dimension bag.

Cui Xi came over to take a look and found that they were all texts that she couldn't understand at all, and those patterns were also ambiguous.

"This doesn't look like a spell model." She said hesitantly: "More like some kind of human body research?"

Tang Sen just smiled, it was normal for Cui Xi not to understand.

The creation of spells in this world relies on precise spell models and the study of the outside world, while the creation of spells in the magic spell system relies on the mind and the study of oneself. In one's own magic power, think about what kind of magic power to use, what kind of spells, and even what kind of emotions and thoughts to achieve the effect of the spell.

Although the effect of the spell created by Tang Sen now sounds magical, it is not even a very difficult spell.

It does not need to involve space like Apparition, nor does it need to involve the soul like Avada Kedavra. The only thing involved is one's own magic power. In terms of difficulty, it is simpler than the God of Shadowless created by Professor Snape.

If it were not for the fact that no wizard has ever studied this aspect, with Tang Sen's attainments in ancient magic, it would not even take so much time.

Time passed bit by bit, and Tang Sen was completely immersed in the world of spells.

Da Huang is obviously a patient person, or in other words, for a magical creation, time does not mean much to it.

Tracy wanted to study the magic equipment around her, but was stopped by Da Huang, so she could only find a storybook out of boredom, leaned against the pillar of the elevator, and soon immersed herself in it.

Barn looked at the two of them, scratched his head, sighed, and sat aside, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Done."

Tang Sen's words broke the silence.

He slowly stood up and raised his hand.

"Light spell!"

Barn's head began to emit a bright light.

Barn: "."

"Boss, you-"

"Conveniently."

Tang Sen waved his hand and ignored him, just looking at Da Huang and said: "Now, I am considered a spellcaster, right?"

"Magic?" Da Huang's tone did not mock, he did not have this function, but the meaning in the words was still there.

"Let alone the arcanist, you haven't even entered the door."

Netheril has its own pride, even if it is just a magical creation.

The existing nine-ring wizards may be considered as figures in Faerun, but they are just apprentices in Netheril.

The so-called arcane masters, if replaced by the name of Faerun, should be called legendary wizards.

And the legendary wizards have just touched the mystery of magic. Which of those great arcane masters can't easily change the world, turn the desert into an oasis, and turn the ice field into moist soil?

"Your request is only a spellcaster, not an arcane master."

Tang Sen said this, but sat down again: "It doesn't matter, I can continue."

He went to Cui Xi and said, "Can I borrow your spellbook?"

The spellbook is the most important tool for a wizard. Every wizard will record all the spells he has mastered or knows in the spellbook so that they can record them in their spell slots when they meditate and memorize spells every day.

Wizards are very taboo to give their spellbooks to others, which means sharing all their knowledge with others.

But Cui Xi obviously has no such taboo.

She naturally took out the spell book from her dimensional bag and handed it to Tang Sen, adding, "This. You have to return it to me after you use it. After all, this is the most important thing my teacher gave me."

Tang Sen raised his eyebrows slightly.

He casually turned a page.

"Finger of Death, a seven-ring necromancy spell, casting distance, 60 feet, spell components: V (verbal), S (gesture), duration: immediate."

"You emit negative energy and penetrate a creature you can see within the casting distance to make it suffer pain. The creature's constitution determines whether it can be exempted from the spell. If it cannot be exempted, the creature will be killed directly and become a zombie controlled by you, and then try its best to follow your verbal instructions."

"The spell model is as follows."

He raised his head: "You are actually interested in necromancy spells?"

Tracy was a little embarrassed and said: "No. This spell book was given by the teacher."

"She recorded all the existing spells of ten rings and below in it."

Tang Sen: "."

Barn, Naomi: "."

"The Book of All Laws?" Barn couldn't help but say: "I have heard of this artifact, but it only records spells of nine rings and below."

"No wonder Dahuang thinks you don't need the legacy of the Mage Tower at all." Naomi sighed with a rare sigh.

Cui Xi's face turned red and she lowered her head.

"Aren't you afraid that I won't return such a precious thing to you?" Tang Sen looked at Cui Xi with a half-smile.

"If we weren't partners, you wouldn't do this." Cui Xi said hurriedly.

The tone seemed as if Tang Sen's questioning was because she had done something wrong.

"Yes." Tang Sen smiled, lowered his head and flipped the spell book to the front.

It's strange that this book is obviously not too thick, at least not thick enough to record all the spells - after all, the spell content of the first level only occupies one page of the spell book, the second level takes up two pages, and so on, nine. The ring's spells require nine pages to record.

And it's even worse for legends and above.

"The book itself should have spatial rules."

Tang Sen did not think deeply and casually opened a first-level spell.

"Grease, a first-level conjuration spell, casting range: 60 feet, spell components: V (verbal), S (gestural), M (a small piece of pigskin or butter), duration: 1 minute, you are casting Specify a point within the distance, and the smooth grease will cover a 10-foot square area centered on that point. Any creature standing within its range must use its Dexterity to decide whether to save from this spell, otherwise it will stumble and fall to the ground."

This is a spell that requires words, gestures and even casting materials.

But Tang Sen ignored this at all. He just looked at the spell model of this spell.

After a while, he raised his finger and pointed to a point.

"Grease Technique!"

A piece of greasy ground suddenly appeared, and Barn slipped to the ground unexpectedly.