Chapter 424: The Forsaken Realm (13) (1st + 2nd update) [VIP]
Bai Jinshu looked up and down at this "great magician".
This person was dressed in fancy clothes, with all kinds of ornaments hanging around from head to toe, and he was wearing earrings, necklaces, bracelets and rings.
The wizard's robe was different from the usual low-key and solemn one worn by ordinary wizards. Instead, it was made of a glittering golden material. There was nothing special about the fabric or shape, and the messy stars and moons twinkling on it did not have any special magic patterns or formations. Apart from being extremely dazzling, its performance and material were not even as good as the cloth armor worn by any adventurer running around the streets.
Is this the great magician here?
There was no magic pattern protection array on her body, and she didn't notice any attacks or obstructions from magic items when he approached her. She didn't bring any magic items with instant effects, otherwise she wouldn't be able to struggle after being lifted into the air by him, and couldn't make any other counterattacks. The clothes she wore were useless except for looking good. The golden special effect was actually just a simple little spell that an apprentice could learn. It didn't even have any protective effect except making the clothes look better.
It was a waste of the protective lines he had built around himself to deal with the opponent's counterattack when he came over.
Bai Jinshu recalled the great magicians and magic saints that Delmis had met before.
He has paranoid complex, and wishes his whole body was covered with all kinds of magic arrays. He would kill everyone present if a hair fell off.
He never leaves his wand, and even keeps his magic tools at hand when he sleeps, always ready for battle.
He has mastered countless unknown instant magic skills, and can launch a fatal attack instantly without making any sound or even reciting spells or making gestures, and can kill with one blow.
He enjoys the offerings of an entire kingdom, and all the items he uses are made of the finest magical materials. He has "Mage is rich" written on his face. All those who go to kill him or fight him will doubt whether they still have the money to fight him after being bombarded with expensive magic tools.
…
There are all kinds of people among mages. Most of those who can reach the top of the industry will have more or less quirks, and it is completely unknown how many killer moves they have before fighting.
The world of mages is very complicated. In addition to the pure law of the jungle, it also pays attention to one's origin and the master.
Even if the child of a magic saint is far inferior to an ordinary wizard without a master in talent, after years of top-notch education, storage of forbidden techniques, accumulation of magic materials, high-level potions and various spellcasting weapons, if a real battle breaks out, he will be completely out of reach for ordinary wizards.
The same applies to disciples.
Therefore, entering a powerful wizard's tower is equivalent to starting a second wizard life.
A wizard's talent is very important, but not the most important. Unless one is as talented as Delmis, who can easily mobilize the air element without any spells or casting media, most people still need to move between various wizard towers, strive to enter more powerful wizard towers, read more spell books, and use better magic materials.
The difference between one mage tower and another is sometimes huge.
So could it be that this great magician... is actually the kind of wizard who relies on his mentor and potions to make everything possible?
Bai Jinshu tilted his head, trying to penetrate his magic power into the other person's body to find out his specific level.
Just when his magic power was about to touch the other person's neck.
The unlucky "Great Mage" who was lifted into the air by him finally came to his senses and slowly squeezed out a few words from his mouth: "F---F--!"
"You've got the wrong guy, big brother!" His voice didn't sound like he was being strangled, "The Grand Mage is my mentor! I'm not!"
Bai Jinshu: ...
He looked at the mage again.
If he wasn't the Grand Mage, this guy would look like the golden little waste that appears in every wizard's tower.
Even in his tower, there are some characters like this. They are mainly those who were stuffed in because their families are rich or have some connections. They have no talent or ability, and their biggest use is to generate gold coins for the mage tower.
Yes...Mage research is very expensive, and of course it requires a lot of people to generate gold coins.
Slightly lower-level mages can still make money through commissions, but after building their own mage tower, it would be a bit of a downgrade to take on personal work. Generally, mages at this level will only cooperate with some magic institutions, or establish cooperative relations with kingdoms, become the great magician of a country, and then there will be endless people rushing to give gold coins to the owner of the mage tower.
Oh, it seems this is an apprentice who makes a lot of gold coins.
The hand with only bones left loosened, and [Coriander Cult] finally fell to the ground. Seeing the strange n.pc in front of him, he looked at him nonchalantly and said, "Why didn't you say so earlier."
"Dermis!" A girl's voice came from behind him, "Don't you have any space bags or something? It will take a long time to move all these books!"
"No," the other party turned his head and crossed his arms. "When I looted other people's mage towers before, the students following behind me would take the initiative to go up and clear the opposite side. I was only responsible for fighting."
"Don't look at me!" Zhao Yinglai said vigilantly, "I only brought that one shadow puppet. I don't have any others. I can't give you a bunch to move the books."
And there were so many books in that room! The ceiling was at least ten meters from the ground, and from the ground to the ceiling it was filled with bookcases, which were piled with books.
She doesn't even know where so many books came from!
Even if she were asked to move the shadow puppet, she would vomit!
"What should we do?" Xu Zichen also had a pile of books in his hand. "How about you pick some, Delmis, and take away the ones that are useful?"
It is impossible to take all of them now.
"But with so many books...it will take a long time to finish reading them," Yun Guang said, "Will the Great Mage really not come back?"
This doesn't look like a suitable place for mages to fight.
"Just ask him," Guan Hongyan came over, "where is your great magician?"
"I... I don't know either?" The [Coriander Cult] said weakly.
Logically speaking, the Grand Mage should stand where you are!
He is the mentor of the mage professional quests and an important NPC that every mage player must come back to learn skills every five levels during their growth. Normally, he stands in the lobby of the mage tower.
Who knows where the great magician is now?
"Tsk," Guan Hongyan said with a click of the tongue, "This guy doesn't know either. So why don't we let Delmis pick out some books here and take them away?"
"It's better to let Hector and us choose than to let Delmis choose," the White Moth said sincerely, "In Delmis' eyes, any book is probably a first-grade textbook, but the books that Hector and we can understand are the books needed for teaching."
That makes sense.
The exploration team members walked quickly towards the room, trying to take away something they could understand.
These n.pcs seemed ready to start their robbery again.
"That..." [Coriander Cult] couldn't help but say, "The ones on the right are all high-level. If you want to show it to a beginner, you should go to the beginner reading area on the left."
"Hmm?" Guan Hongyan turned her head to look at him and pointed to her left. "You mean this bookshelf?"
"The one a little further to the left," [Coriander Cultist] pointed to the bookshelf, "that one contains low-level skills... No, low-level magic."
The exploration team members looked at each other.
This word... is player?
Is this guy a mage player?
White Moth took a few steps forward and pulled the player up from the ground: "Are you an adventurer?"
"Ah... yes." No one had called him that in many years, and it took the [Coriander Cult] a moment to react. "Are you here to rob the Mage Tower?"
"Yeah," Zhao Yinglai said bluntly, "Isn't this obvious? We plan to plunder the wizard tower and find some elementary magic books for our teammates."
【Coriander Cult】: ...
Elementary magic books...Are you here to rob the Grand Mage's tower?
Screenwriter who wrote this plot, don’t you think your plot is a bit outrageous?
However, the NPCs in front of them didn't think that this was wrong at all, and naturally began to assign each person to find a certain area.
Logically speaking, as a disciple of the great magician, he should have stopped them, but the result was that he had just tried it, that is, even his maximum-level character was no match for the NPC mage on the opposite side. The mage even had a stiffness skill that controlled him in the air for thirty seconds. There was no way he could defeat him.
He quickly switched sides.
He was also very curious about what these NPCs were trying to do.
"I'll take you to find those elementary books." [Coriander Cult] stood up from the ground and wanted to take a few steps forward, but as soon as he moved, he realized that there was an air wall in front of him, and he seemed unable to walk out from here.
【Coriander Cult】:?
This is... he was locked up by the mage with control skills?
He tried to pat the air walls around him and found that he was really trapped in a small square house and could not get out at all.
"Dermis," Guan Hongyan called out the wizard's name, "Let this adventurer help us find it. He seems to be very familiar with this place and seems to be a nice person."
It's a waste if you know the way.
Bai Jinshu stared at the player for a few seconds and said briefly, "No, I'll do it."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the books in the area that the [Coriander Cult] had just pointed out seemed to be dragged by an invisible object, floating down from the bookshelf smoothly, and piled up on the ground in piles as if they had life.
"Hector." He looked at the apprentice next to him who was confused.
"Teacher, what's wrong?" Hector shuddered.
"I'm going to the Mage Tower to see what's there," Bai Jinshu said calmly, not as if he was going to rob someone, but as if he was going to his bedroom to buy something. "When I come out later, you'd better have learned the fireball technique you wanted to learn."
Hector: "...Okay, teacher, take your time to look for it, there's no rush."
He looked at the pair of books as tall as a mountain in front of him and closed his eyes in despair.
Never mind, they were normal books after all, not some Thermian spells that could be cast with the movement of a finger.
[Coriander Cult] moved and saw that the NPCs in front of him were walking towards the depths of the Mage Tower, leaving only him and the unlucky apprentice in the hall outside, as well as a few gatekeeper NPCs who were knocked down on the ground.
His former teammates actually didn't lie to him. These NPCs were really different from ordinary NPCs, and this game world seemed a little too real.
What happened here several years after he retired from the game?
"Hey, hey, my friend who's reading a book," [Coriander Cult] tried to lower his voice and called out a few times, "Did they rob the Mage Tower so that you can learn Fireball?"
This is too unnecessary!
Isn't this the first skill you learn after choosing the mage profession!
Hector, who was in the mountain and sea of books, did not reply.
"Friend, friend? Can you hear me?" The Coriander Cult tried shouting a few times.
"Yes..." He heard a voice that was desperate, "But I don't have time to chat with you now, because if I don't learn the Fireball Technique before my teacher comes back, I'll be finished. I'll be made into a puppet or a skeleton or a small pet. So I'm very busy. I'm busy looking for a book that has the Fireball Technique."
"I'll teach you," [Coriander Cult] said positively, "You don't have to look for it, I know how to cast Fireball."
"You can?" Hector poked his head out from behind the book. "You really can?"
Just now he had watched this man being picked up by Delmis, and now he was locked in a corner, unable to get out. Could this man really do this?
Even though they were both unlucky people persecuted by Delmis, they could not prevent him from learning the fireball technique.
"I can," [Coriander Cult] couldn't help but said, "Do you know who this Mage Tower belongs to? It belongs to the Grand Mage. I am his last disciple, his most talented student."
Even though there are still hundreds of thousands of the best students and closed disciples...it doesn't matter!
Anyway, it is true that the player is the last disciple of the Grand Mage!
"Really?" Hector looked at him suspiciously, "Then let me see one."
【Coriander Cult】: ...
"Well..." He sweatdropped, "You can't use skills in the main city."
The other party looked at him with a look that said, "Are you kidding me?" "If you can't use skills here, what did my teacher use just now?"
[Coriander Cult]: "No, you can't compare me with NPCs. NPCs have privileges, but my skill bar is gray."
Hector did not continue the conversation with him, but went back to look for the fireball technique in the vast amount of books.
[Coriander Cult]: ...What the hell is this?
He tried to tear off the scroll of return to the city in his bag and return to the teleportation point of Besser City, but found that the scroll of return to the city could not be used here.
I wanted to speak on the public screen, but found that the chat bar was also disabled.
Not to mention the communication beads on his ears, which fell silent as he came in.
Is this some unknown bug?
How about logging off first?
[Coriander Cult] looked at the time. It was now past six in the afternoon in the real world, and there was still more than an hour before his usual meal time.
If I log off now, it seems like I'll have nothing to do. I might also be caught by my boss and superiors to work overtime because I've exited the game's do not disturb mode. And should I say he really cares about it? What is going on with this game?
He hesitantly moved his hand away from the exit button and looked around boredly.
Behind the mountain of books, the NPC who was left behind was still trying hard to find the fireball technique.
[Coriander Cult] looked at the other party's level...
Level 1.
You actually robbed the Grand Mage's Tower for a level one teammate!
His pupils dilated, and he thought again about the mage who had controlled him for thirty seconds.
He vaguely remembered that this person's level was [???]
【Coriander Cult】: ...
Silence, this endless silence. Why are there two NPCs with such a huge difference in level in the same team?
Hector in the mountain of books seemed to have found some spell. He whispered the tongue-twisting spell, and then tried to concentrate according to the instructions in the book, trying to resonate with the fire element in the air.
There was a crackling sound from his fingertips, and tiny sparks appeared.
efficient!
Hector sat up excitedly and tried to recite the spell again.
There was still a spark at the fingertips this time, but it seemed a little brighter than last time.
But the fireball is still a long way off.
Is this magic!
Hector recited the spell again. This time, before he finished, he heard the golden weirdo say, "Wrong, this is not how you pronounce it. There is something wrong with your punctuation."
Hector looked up and saw the strange man leaning against an invisible wall, looking at him with very strange eyes.
"The Fireball spell has five parts," Coriander Cult couldn't help but say, "The textbook you saw only divided this spell into three parts, but in fact the middle part should pause for 0.5 seconds after the third byte, and the last word of the last part should be prolonged."
"Like this...?" Hector tried to recite it the way he taught him.
Suddenly, a fireball the size of a fingernail shot out from the tip of his finger and went straight towards the book in front of him, igniting the pages with a "swoosh".
"Put out the fire first!" [Coriander Cult] shouted quickly, "The book is on fire!"
Hector:!
He hurriedly put out the fire before it spread to the other books.
"Now you believe that I really know how to cast fireballs, and that I am really the Grand Mage's last disciple, right?" [Coriander Cultist] leaned against the air wall and looked at Hector, who was in shock. "What's your name?"
Hector hesitated for a moment: "Hector Holt."
"Oh," [Coriander God Cult] said in a friendly manner, "My name is Coriander God Cult, and we are friends now."
"In that spell just now," he suddenly said, "the first three bytes of the first sentence can actually be omitted, and the bytes between the second and third paragraphs can be glued together and read continuously. In this way, 0.7 seconds of casting time can be omitted in battle, and a 2.5-second public CD can be saved in a cycle... In this way, you can use one more skill than others."
Hector hesitated a little and asked, "What is a public CD?"
"It's the casting time and the pre-casting time," [Coriander Cult] added, "Each skill must be cast 2.5 seconds apart, otherwise it will be gray."
"Oh..." Hector picked up the quill and wrote it down, seeming to understand, "So reading it this way will make it faster?"
"Yes," [Coriander Cult] suddenly sat forward and perked up. "In fact, the skill Fireball is only useful at low levels. When you reach a higher level, you will learn a new skill called Scorching Flame. The casting time of this skill is shorter than Fireball, and the damage is also higher. When you reach level 50, you can start with Scorching Flame, and then in PVP, you can cast three Fires to trigger four consecutive fire skills to cause a guaranteed burst damage. Then you can use a control skill to control the opponent and then cast an earth-based Strong Wall to trap him in place. This will provide the melee professions in the team with at least 15 seconds of standing attack time..."
Looking at the n.pc in front of him who was trying hard to lower his head and take notes, the [Coriander Cult] was suddenly in a trance for a second.
He originally thought that he had forgotten how to play the game, but when he recited a series of game skills, he realized that he had never forgotten it, he just thought he had forgotten it.
He was admitted to a good university, found a good job, and entered society. He forgot that he was once an adventurer on the continent of Slenkmed, and he also forgot the game that had occupied his youth for several years.
He sat in the cubicle, facing endless forms and documents, and could not remember that he had ever run in the wilderness of the virtual world, or fought against giant monsters with a staff in hand.
At the moment when he blurted out these skills, he seemed to be back in his high school break, when he was the best mage player in the class.
As the first holographic game, Breath of Slenkmed is a game in which many professional skills are no longer controlled by buttons like in traditional online games. Instead, the player is required to perform a casting process to determine success.
The mage was not a popular profession among most players at that time, because in the holographic game, the mage players needed to memorize a large number of spellcasting spells. Even though many spells would no longer be used in the later stages, the high initial investment had already discouraged many players from turning to melee combat.
At that time, he was always the one who memorized the texts the fastest, so he was also the best at memorizing spells. The high difficulty of learning a mage led to this profession being cast in the player community as a high-level player. So after class, countless classmates who also wanted to play a mage would gather together to listen to him, a mage who was ranked in the top 100, talk about the operating techniques of this profession.
It talks about how to reduce the casting time of each skill spell through some chanting techniques, how to overlap similar skill spells to deceive the opponent player to release control and enlarge first, how to cooperate with teammates to create the most output opportunities, and how to align team auxiliary skills to piece together the highest damage.
He recalled that after finishing his homework, he would rush into the game, breaking down each spell to test the skill damage and effects. There was also an account on the game forum that was dedicated to posting these little tricks, which had a considerable number of fans.
He remembered that he had once wanted to become a professional e-sports player, but due to the heavy workload and college entrance exams, he did not reply to the official email sent to his gaming account.
He recalled that there were only two professional competitions for this game and then there were no more because more interesting holographic games appeared, more mature competition modes were established, and the less mature market pioneers were eliminated by the market.
When he saw that the third professional competition could no longer be held as scheduled, he sat in a university classroom and thought of the first edition helmet at home, which seemed to have been put aside and stored in a corner of the attic as he and his twin brother went on a long journey.
Ever since they both got admitted to their ideal universities and their parents rewarded them each with a brand new helmet, he no longer had to compete with his twin brother for the only holographic helmet.
The new helmet has countless popular holographic games, but the increasingly outdated "Breath of Slenkmed" is gone.
And "Breath of Slenkmed" was like a friend who accompanied him for a short period of time in his life. With the sealing of the first edition of the helmet, it never appeared in his life again.
Until this afternoon, he suddenly saw a special attention message from an old friend.
"Coriander Cult?" Hector shouted a few times, "Are you...are you okay? Are you okay?"
Could it be that something happened to his teacher who locked him up here?
"...It's okay." The [Coriander Cult] was in a trance for a few seconds before looking at him. "You...you want to learn to be a mage?"
"Yes." Hector nodded.
"You... don't read that book anymore," he suddenly made up his mind, "Wait for me for a few days, I'll find you a notebook on the National First Law."
He remembered the mage skill research notes that he had put together with his high school textbooks and finally put into the attic.
Hector: "What is the first law of the country?"
"It's the mage who once beat the number one mage in the country in a tournament," [Coriander Cult] pointed at himself, "My high school notes."
Hector retreated tactically: "You are so powerful, number one in the country, so aren't you as powerful as the Great Mage?"
No wonder he is the last disciple.
"It's okay," [Coriander Cult] hadn't been praised like this for a long time, and said happily, "I had many disciples at that time, but I never gave them notes. You are the first..."
Before he could finish his words, someone brought him up again.
【Coriander Cult】: ???
The person who mentioned him was the big wizard named Delmis.
When did this guy appear? Why are you mentioning him again?
Isn't the misunderstanding resolved?
[Coriander Cult] looked at each other blankly.
The other party stared at him with a bad look: "You want to steal my students?"
[Coriander Cult]: Ah?
God, he has no conscience!
Before he could refute, the voice of his new friend Hector rang out from behind him: "Teacher, the Coriander God Cult is not a bad person! You and Master's wife are a match made in heaven, and you will live happily together forever!"
Guan Hongyan knew nothing but heard this weird name:?
"How can he be a good person if he is called the Coriander God Cult?" Her eyes immediately became sharp, "Dermis! I support you in killing him! How dare he snatch your students from you! This person just doesn't want Hector to call you his partner and master's wife! To put it mildly, he is trying to sow discord between you and your apprentice. To put it more seriously, he is a thorn in your relationship! It will prevent you from getting through the 75th Seven-Year Itch in one year and twenty-seven days!"
"Kill him! He must be killed!"
The author has something to say:
Sister Yan: Kill him! He is a stumbling block between you and your partner!
Coriander Cult: Huh?
Other teammates: We must immediately reach a consensus to prohibit the use of love brain weapons (!)
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