It was no wonder that Roland was so excited. It was a game, after all. Who didn't want to learn new skills easily and then continue to play? However, the spells in this game were much more difficult to learn than he had expected.
It was only a level-one spell, and a level-two spell would result in a headshot if he failed. Roland recalled the dense map of nodes when he used Language Proficiency a few hours ago.
What about level-three spells, level-four spells, and even level-five spells? How many magic nodes would they require the spellcaster to understand?
Disappointed, Roland returned to his bed and sat down. At this time, the sun was already in the west, and the shadows of the trees on the mountain covered the vicinity of the thatched cottage. When the mountain wind blew, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the spots of light in the shadows surged like waves.
Through the straw window, Roland looked at the beautiful scenery outside and listened to the sound of the wind and birds. Nature was a great calmer for his mood. He stood up, went outside, picked up the stick from before, and returned to the four cross-sectional drawings.
Since the magic nodes couldn't be moved, he decided to create three-dimensional coordinates for them so that it would be easier for him to remember them. Beginner Mages needed to chant low-level spells. Let's first imagine that the incantation itself did not have the effect of strengthening magic power. What if the incantation's essence was only to remember the flow of magic nodes?
Then, wouldn't it be better if he recited the coordinates instead?
While drawing the coordinates for the magic nodes, Roland had a brainstorm … He simply used the most classic XYZ axis to distinguish the coordinates with numbers. Of course, in order to prepare the location of every node, Roland had made a rather accurate division of the four sections.
By the time he had numbered all the nodes, the sky was already dark. He returned to the cottage and took a rest. He sniffed the leftovers from lunch and found that they weren't smelly, so he continued eating. He was very hungry after thinking for a whole afternoon.
While he was having dinner, he didn't notice that Falken came to the four cross-sections that he had drawn. The old man looked at it carefully for a while, and his face was full of admiration. "Spell model, what a detailed description of the nodes. Even if it's the lowest-level spell, these four diagrams alone are worth ten gold coins. What a genius."
His hands behind his back, Falken walked back to his church. As a Priest, he knew that it was a valuable spell model, but he was not interested in it. He only came to check on Lauren's progress.
After a quick dinner, Roland returned to the cross-sectional drawings. He used the system's built-in photo function to record the four cross-sectional drawings and the nodes. After all, there was always a time limit to a person's memory, but the drawings were different. If he exported the drawings from the virtual cabin to the portable hard disk, as long as they were well preserved and not randomly deleted, it would not be a problem for decades, or even a lifetime.
"If only the system had its own mathematical modeling software." At the same time, he opened the system memo and recorded the data. "Let's test this line of nodes first."
X23Y1Z56 … Z55, failed.
Roland's head was dizzy for a moment. After he was back to himself, he recorded the reason for the failure in the memo: A node could not be connected to a node.
X23 … Z47, failed. Reason: Too many nodes were connected, and the magic line was broken.
X23 … Z11, failed. Reason: The nodes were connected too fast.
X23 … Z12, failed. Reason: A node could not be connected to a node.
X23 … Z09, success!
Watching a small orange-yellow fireball the size of an egg slowly float forward and then disappear in the air, Roland clenched his fists and shouted from his chest, "Ha!
But he soon calmed himself down and wrote down the successful line of nodes in the memo. He also wrote a note: Although Inferior Fireball can be cast, its power and speed are too low to be useful in combat.
Then, Roland tested more and more node lines. He failed less and succeeded more and more, but the power and speed of Inferior Fireball were not satisfactory. Occasionally, there were powerful blue fireballs that had a temperature of more than two thousand degrees, but they were so slow that even a child could dodge them. If they were not fast enough, they would disappear after flying for only a few meters due to their unstable structure.
Now, on his memo, there were more and more records of the node lines. They were densely packed, and several relatively important nodes were gradually marked.
The mathematical model of Inferior Fireball had been preliminarily established. The next step was to deduce and verify the nodes. Roland believed that he would definitely find the best node lines after a few more experiments.
Sometimes, one couldn't be too blindly optimistic, or something might go wrong.
It was night, and the moon was bright. Roland was testing spells behind the church. Because the successful spells earlier were generally not powerful and could not fly far, he had relaxed his vigilance and thought that Inferior Fireball couldn't be too powerful. However, the moment he connected the new nodes, he sensed that things were beyond his control.
Roland sensed that a large amount of magic power was extracted from his body and condensed, swirled, and took shape in front of him at a high speed. The fireballs tested before were only the size of a fist, but the fireball in front of them was not only blue, but it was also the size of a washbasin, or even a little bigger.
It was no longer a Inferior Fireball but a Grand Fireball.
Almost all the magic power in Roland's body was supplied to the Grand Fireball. The moment it took shape, it broke free from the caster's control and darted at the church on its own at a high speed.
Roland immediately knew that something was wrong. Just as he was about to shout, he saw that the big fireball suddenly stopped in midair. It first expanded by three times in a weird way, then shrank and collapsed into a small dot. In the end, there was a shocking light and a loud explosion.
The explosion was so loud that Roland's ears were buzzing. The dazzling light lasted no more than one second. Then, countless flames surged out along with the terrifying airwaves of the explosion.
Roland, who was at least six meters away from the explosion, was blown away by the airwaves. He didn't stop until he was three meters away and five meters away. He felt that he had been hit by a heavy truck. His whole body was aching, especially his face … It was burning. Even though it was only ten percent of the pain, it was still quite uncomfortable, as if hot oil had been poured on him.
The small tree 15 meters away from the explosion point was almost smashed to the ground by the shockwave. Then, a magic flame fell on the branch and ignited the small tree into an enormous torch.
Half of the back wall of the church collapsed.
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