Chapter 312 November Rain
The November competition has come to an end. After the competition with Leisa Academy, Tilan's life has ushered in a period of rest, and then there will be the winter festival competition at the end of December. It
was raining heavily outside the window, and the pouring raindrops hit the ground and everything, making dense sounds. Tilan was walking in the rain with an umbrella. There was a bang bang sound from the umbrella, and the fingers could clearly feel the impact of the rain. The air was mixed with the smell of water vapor and soil. Occasionally, walking through lawns and flower beds, you can see sparse and messy plants hit by the rain.
November in the southern hemisphere is the midsummer rainy season.
Tilan stepped on the watery ground with black leather shoes, stepped onto the steps, and finally stood under the rain shelter in front of the gate. Then he turned around, put away the umbrella, and shook off the water marks on it.
Her upper body was clean, and she was wearing a dark blue dress. The fabric was like rose petals, soft and textured. There were a few pleated floral decorations on the cuffs and collar buttons. Her lower body was a black knee-length plaid skirt. The socks on her ankles and calves were stained with water, and there were some mud on the uppers of her shoes.
"I'm still a little uncomfortable with it." Tilan bent down, stamped her feet lightly, shook off the ice crystals, and then brushed her fingertips across the uppers of her shoes, and the dry dirt particles also fell.
She used to live underground, and it was almost impossible to get caught in the rain. It was only common in film and television works. After coming to the south to study, she encountered it every day and almost got used to it.
Standing under the rain shelter, watching the heavy rain outside, Tilan sniffed the moisture and freshness in the air. After two minutes, she turned around and walked into the door.
There was still a month before the winter festival competition in December, but Tilan was not going to stay in Edes Academy anymore, but went to Iridium Academy to study.
She had already arranged everything about the Edes Academy. The arrangement and familiarity of the past few months had put everything on track, so that even if she was not there, it could still run normally.
It would be announced to the public that she would undergo a month of closed training and practice to prepare for the upcoming competition. This was actually quite reasonable, but compared to the opponents that had appeared so far, there was actually no threat to her existence. Even Seraphiel, Tilan was confident that she could defeat her.
When she was watching the battle, she had made a comparison in her mind. At that time, Tilan was surprised that she was so confident and had no panic or anxiety.
Confidence and the like, such things do not need to be specially cultivated. If a person is particularly good at and understands a certain field, he will become confident when looking at familiar things without being taught by others. It is purely the sense of security brought by experience and strength.
It is no wonder that my sister's personality became like that at that time. It is probably because she saw too many so-called "geniuses" and suddenly found that she was more special than those "geniuses", so she did not take them seriously and began to become self-determined.
Tilan, you must not learn bad things. Although Themisia is powerful, she ended up on a road of no return because she was too free-spirited. The girl warned herself in her heart that moderation is important.
After putting the umbrella away, Tilan pressed her hand on the detection board in front of the door, and then the door of the office opened and let her go in.
Walking through the office of the student council president, Tilan opened the secret door behind the bookcase on one side, then walked into the elevator inside and quickly fell underground.
In this underground safe space, she first browsed the platform of the school system, saw that there was no special new news, and then started today's study.
Tilan knelt on the mat, and soon a black seed appeared in front of her. This seed constructed by the withering sequence exuded a faint halo, and then slowly sprouted, then stretched and grew, sprouted branches, and the branches and leaves gradually became dense, and finally a pure black rose slowly bloomed.
Holding the growing branch, the rose vines in it were entangled, and the rose petals bloomed layer by layer, and finally a blue crystal sword grew in the middle of the stamen.
Gently waved it, letting the extra leaves and petals fall, and the beautiful sword blade that bloomed in the flower fell into her hand.
Tilan's fingertips slowly stroked the sword, and a trace of white veins flashed inside the crystal, outlining one complex engraving after another, some of which looked like vivid flying butterflies, some like neat and dense circuits, and some like the veins of flower leaves.
Annihilation, instant slash, magic destruction, crystallization, multiple enchantments of the advanced formula of Aigeka condensed at the same time, without interfering with each other, smooth and coordinated.
Finally, these veins flowed, slowly returned to calm, and disappeared in the crystal.
Thinking back to that night, the black crystal sword used by Themisia was like this, but she and Themisia had different styles, and the enchantment effects they chose were also different.
Then it was time to test the new ability. Tilan stood up and walked to the open space with the sword.
She swung the long sword and simply rolled over a few sword flowers. She stood in the open space, then turned her body, and four identical Tilan appeared beside her, fighting with herself who also held a crystal long sword. Tilan rotated the blade and danced, dodging and blocking in the constantly intersecting blades, and then used various swordsmanship to deal with it.
Although the strength of the clone is not as good as the original body, because it is the differentiation of her own consciousness, the swordsmanship is not much worse. It is difficult to defeat it with just moves, and sometimes even brute force is needed to break it.
After practicing for a while, the four girls joined Tilan in the middle, ending the duel.
Kneeling on the mat again, Tilan recalled the scene of the competition just now, and couldn't help comparing this ability with the secret "Seven-part Butterfly Transformation Technique" of the elves.
Although she learned the "Seven-part Butterfly Transformation Technique" of the elves, this kind of ability requires the body to be in the natural sequence to be used. Now she is practicing the withering sequence, which cannot be used directly. She can only rely on the magic of the withering sequence to simulate and improve, but the final result is also completely different.
The "Seven-part Butterfly Transformation Technique" of the elves is a kind of fairy tale fantasy spell. The seven selves that are transformed are all real, and they think with the same consciousness. It's like playing a game. Although there are more characters that the player can control, there is always one person in command, and as long as one is still alive, they can survive in the end.
But the 'Phantom Clone Technique' she used was not like that. This essentially used the Withering Sequence's expertise in manipulating soul consciousness, using magic to create an identical clone ghost with itself as a template, and then using part of its consciousness to manipulate it.
The clone cannot replace the main body, and once the main body is defeated, the clone will disappear immediately. Compared with the 'Seven-Part Butterfly Technique', the 'Phantom Clone Technique' has fewer people practicing it, because for the extraordinary people of the Withering Sequence, it is better to cultivate more ghosts with autonomous combat capabilities to save energy instead of spending time studying it.
However, this kind of ability is not useless. At least in Tilan's opinion, there are many new tactics that can be developed.
The number of people differentiated by the 'Seven-Part Butterfly Technique' is fixed at seven, and there is a time limit, so it cannot exist at the same time for a long time. However, the 'Phantom Clone Technique' is different. As long as she has enough magic power and her thinking speed can keep up, she can maintain more people for a longer time.
This can help her perform some rituals that require the joint efforts of multiple people, large spells, or use clones to cover the main body to buy time, etc. It is particularly effective when facing multiple enemies.
After the training, Tilan slightly improved a few of the details, and then wrote down the summarized experience in her notebook, made notes, and put down the pen after a while.
Blinking, a crystal mirror emerged. Tilan looked at herself in the mirror, then put the mirror down, leaned on the desk, and looked at the notes in front of her sideways.
It’s a pity that the clone can’t help me study and do homework, or it just saves the action of "writing". I have to think and command myself, and commanding the clone to write consumes far less energy than writing by myself, which is more relaxed and natural.
It is only used in battle. She closed her eyes and took a nap on the table. Her black hair fell on the mirror, which was particularly slender and clear.
(End of this chapter)
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