Chapter 357 Fireball!
After quickly finishing off all the delicacies on the wooden table, Gervis patted his belly contentedly.
"I feel much better now! Well then, let me show you some magic skills now!"
Gervis opened the book of basic magic skills with great anticipation. The first page was the back cover of the book. There was only the six-word title written in the middle. Below the title were seven small words added artificially: For the country bumpkin Olde!
"Odell? The old Earl? But why add a country bumpkin to the mix?"
These seven short words contain a lot of information. How could a dignified earl be a country bumpkin? Moreover, this sentence is not written in common characters, which also indirectly reflects that the old earl is most likely familiar with these unknown characters.
But now that the old earl has disappeared, Gervis no longer worries about these things. He decided to first see what kind of magic is in the book. Maybe he can learn one or two with his own mental power.
In the novels of my previous life, magicians were described as noble beings, and their forbidden techniques that could destroy the world were like nuclear weapons.
Gervis quickly turned the book to the next page and finally saw the first magic skill: Fireball.
"Haha! So the first magic that every magician learns is Fireball? I wonder if it is very different from the fireball fired by the Flame Giant Bear."
Gervis instantly remembered the Flame Bear he encountered in the Dark Forest last time. The fireball released from the Flame Bear's mouth was like a ball of hot lava. It not only had an extremely high temperature, but also exploded after attacking the enemy.
After just a brief thought, Gervis turned to the next page without stopping, and the second magic skill appeared before his eyes: Water Polo!
"What the hell is this water ball technique? Is it for drinking? Or for bathing?"
Gervis didn't think much of the water ball technique. After all, the water ball should be soft and probably not very powerful, so he continued to flip through the pages: Healing technique! Earth wall technique! Fire wall technique, Ice spike technique...
This book records a total of eight basic magics. Just from the names, you can tell that these are the lowest-level magics. However, Gervis doesn't mind it. Even if he can learn a fireball spell, he thinks it can also be something that can improve his status.
So Gervis turned the page back to Fireball and began to practice according to the instructions on the page.
In order to release magic, you must first have enough mental power. The method of releasing fireball is actually similar to that of illusion. Use mental power to outline the matrix of fireball in your mind. After the matrix is formed according to the record in the book, you need to inject magic power into the matrix.
Although Gervis didn't know what magic was, it didn't bother him.
According to the method of illusion, Gervis absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth into his body, and then used his mental power to control the spiritual energy and began to slowly inject it into the key points of the matrix.
As the matrix slowly filled with spiritual energy, Gervis could see the matrix slowly begin to glow.
"Come out! My little fireball!"
Gervis let out a low cry, then raised his right hand in a showy manner, expecting a hot fireball to form in his hand.
The book records that the fireball will not be shot out the moment it appears. The caster needs to find the target by himself and then use mental power to stimulate it before it will move towards the target. Therefore, Gervis does not need to worry that the appearance of the fireball will destroy the tent.
However, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
Phew~
There was indeed a tiny flame on Gervis's hand, but it was just like the flame from a lighter, short and weak. It only lasted for two or three seconds before it automatically went out with a puff. A wisp of remaining smoke floated in front of Gervis, as if mocking his arrogance.
"Fuck it, this is unscientific! It was clearly successful! Why was there only such a small flame, and it only lasted for less than three seconds!"
According to the description in the book, a qualified fireball must be the size of a bowl. Some extremely talented magicians can even condense a fireball the size of a washbasin.
And as long as the fireball is formed but not yet ignited, the magician can continuously replenish it with magic power to maintain the state of the fireball.
"Something must have gone wrong!"
Gervis began to recall the entire process of condensing the fireball spell.
"I was able to outline the matrix perfectly in my mind, which means there is no problem with my mental strength."
"Although the flame just now was small, it was still a flame after all. It's okay."
"magic?"
After reversing the casting process, Gervis felt that the problem might lie with the magic power. The so-called magic power is actually energy if explained scientifically.
The reason why his fireball was so short and weak was probably because he lacked energy.
"But how the hell do I know what magic is? I only know how to fight!"
Gervis rubbed his head. Although this fireball spell was the lowest level of magic, it still consumed one third of his mental power.
After carefully reading the description of fireball in the book again, Gervis still gained nothing.
But as the saying goes, failure is the father of success. If there is no one to teach you and no books to read, then just try a few more times.
Gervis began to outline the matrix of fireball in his mind again. With the experience of the first time, Gervis was familiar with outlining the matrix this time and quickly outlined it completely.
The next step was to inject magic power. Gervis did not inject spiritual energy blindly, but closed his eyes so that he could focus more.
As Gervis's mental power began to sense throughout his body, he could clearly sense the various chaotic energies between heaven and earth, including familiar spiritual energy and unknown energy particles.
Suddenly, Gervis caught a glimpse of a different kind of energy. As he released his perception for a longer time, the different kind of energy slowly gathered towards him.
"Why did this little red thing actively approach and gather here? Is this what they call magic?"
So Gervis used his mental power to try to communicate with the red energy particles. When Gervis' mental power touched the red particles, the little thing seemed to cheer and jumped for joy, following his mental power and coming into his body.
"Damn it! How can you be so shameless!"
Gervis complained, but his mental power moved quickly, quickly guiding these little red guys to inject into the matrix. In just a moment, the matrix was filled with energy again, emitting a bright red light.
"The energy should be reliable this time."
"Come out! My little fireball!"
boom!
As Gervis's mind moved, he instantly heard the sound of flames rising and felt a slight warmth on his face.
Gervis opened his eyes and looked towards his right hand, only to see a fireball the size of a dinner plate spinning continuously on his right hand.
The red fireball was only five or six centimeters away from Gervis' palm, but he did not feel any burning sensation on his hand. It just felt a bit like his palm was placed in warm water.
"I am really a genius. I learned everything by myself!"
After observing the fireball on his palm for five minutes, Gervis's mental strength was finally unable to continue to maintain the energy required for the fireball. The entire fireball became smaller and smaller until it disappeared in front of Gervis' eyes with a puff.
"So those little red dots are the so-called magic power. However, if the magic power needs to be sensed on the spot, it is slower than using illusion. It takes two or three seconds to inject energy."
Gervis calculated the time it took him to cast the fireball spell. From the time he began to draw the matrix to the time the fireball appeared in his hand, it took a full four seconds.
Although these four seconds can be shortened through training, the time required to capture magic power with mental power cannot be reduced, because it takes at least two seconds for those small red particles to gather together, and this time cannot be compressed by Gervis.
"No matter what, I am a magician now! I should be happy. As for the rest, let nature take its course!"
Gervis put the book in his arms contentedly. His mental strength had been exhausted, and he could no longer practice other magic today!
The consumption of mental energy made Gervis feel tired. He lay comfortably on the small bed and soon fell asleep.
(End of this chapter)
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