Magic beasts were good conductors of magic power, which was why their bodies could be used as spoils of war. They could be dismembered and made into various tools, weapons, and dishes. It was called giving a second life. Their life force was the best source of energy. It was also semi-permanent. Once it was depleted, it could be replenished by eating, drinking, and sleeping. If it couldn't replenish, it just meant that it didn't eat enough and sleep enough.
In the spirit of covering every corner of the magic tower with magic patterns, Lin used the same idea on the two dogs. This time, the medium was tattoos. Magic tattoos were a big school of thought among the mages. Some people made magic tools to equip themselves, while others simply turned themselves into magic tools by tattooing.
Born out of the third-circle apprentice's Gravity Manipulation Spell, the spell tattooed on the front of the two dogs' legs had a famous name: Wuganna Walking on Flat Ground.
As the name suggested, it allowed the user to walk on walls, ceilings, walls, and roofs as if they were walking on flat ground. It could be said that if one wanted to achieve a maze version of Qinggong, they had to learn this spell.
Unfortunately, although this spell sounded cool and awesome, it wasn't exactly the case in reality. After Lin became an official mage, the first sum of money he saved was used to learn this magic knowledge. From there, he discovered some flaws that weren't really flaws.
The spell was like the name itself. After casting it, no matter what direction it was, the caster could walk on flat ground as if it was flat ground. If it was just walking or running normally, it was fine. However, if it was in a combat state, if one wanted to expand their combat space with this spell, it was easy to get lost in space.
Violently and frequently changing the direction of one's gravity field would not be able to adapt to the balance of the three-semicircle tube. Often after changing the plane, one would not be able to stand properly and fall. After a set of tactical movements and changing the plane, one would not be able to figure out the direction and distance between oneself and the enemy.
After practicing this a few times, Lin gave up on introducing this spell into his offensive system. And in the later battles, the scenes were mostly in underground tunnels or in lush forests. The situation where this spell could be used was limited. Lin thought about it. It was probably more useful in urban alley battles. Detours or surprise attacks would be more useful.
Reality proved that learning magic did not make a fat otaku a genius warrior. No matter how cruel and merciless he was, he was only bullying small animals.
As for climbing walls, whether it was Jump, Levitation, or Flight, they were all much more useful than Walking on Flat Ground. In the past few years, the only place where it could be used was when picking herbs from the mountain walls. The [Walking on Level Ground] spell was indeed more useful than other magic spells.
However, the premise of all this was that Lin's combat talent was not up to par. All this time, he had been relying on his support spells and weapons to crush his enemies with brute force. To put it simply, he was bullying the weak.
What if the same spell was used on these two dogs?
With their bestial talents, would they be able to unleash the combat power of three-dimensional space? As soon as this thought sprouted, Lin could not stop himself from having all sorts of thoughts. Of course, he didn't care whether the two dogs agreed to be pranked or not. In this era where human rights were lacking, there was no need to talk about dog rights.
The iron chain was taken out again, and the same chilling smile seeped into the dog's heart. Suppressed by the Magic Tower version of Bocamoshaw's Giant Palm, the two giant dogs had no choice but to compromise.
Would the tattoo hurt? Yes.
Would the magic tattoo hurt? Yes, and it would hurt to the bone!
Mages who loved to do such things to themselves were more or less masochistic.
When the tattoo was completed, the most basic trust between man and dog would be at its lowest point again. However, Marco Lin didn't care. He didn't need the love and respect of the two dogs.
He tried to explain the function of the tattoo on the four feet in terms that they could understand. Mobilizing the energy in the body was an instinctive ability of magic beasts. As long as there was energy gathered at the feet, the tattoos would be able to unleash the magic effect.
Grayhoof tried it first. After the tattoos on the four feet received the energy, a small circle of purple light appeared where he stood. He tried to stick his right forelimb to the outer wall of the Tower of the Great Sage, and the light of the magic array also appeared successfully. Then, he put his left forelimb on the wall. The direction of gravity was not coordinated, so Grayhoof retracted his feet and looked around in confusion.
Under the gaze of the man and the dog behind him, Grayhoof closed his eyes and jumped onto the wall on all fours.
When he opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that he was standing steadily without any discomfort. On the contrary, the man and the dog were standing on a different plane from him. The dog's head was tilted, and he couldn't figure out why they didn't fall from the wall. When he took a closer look, he found that the man was standing on the ground, and he was standing on the wall. Surprise!
What would a dog's surprised expression look like? If it were Lin, he would say, "You're not young anymore, don't act cute." But now he was looking at the work in front of him proudly. Finally, he had advanced from building modification to living modification. He had taken a big step toward becoming a mad scientist … Ah, no, a mad Mage.
Grayhoof, who found himself in a situation, didn't dare to move at first. After waiting for a while and finding that he didn't fall to the ground, he tried to take a step forward. First, it was his right forefoot, then his left forefoot. He took a few steps and jumped. It was fine.
He looked at the ground where his companion and the Tower Master were standing, and then he steadily returned to standing on the ground. For a moment, he was having fun and kept jumping on the wall and on the ground. The man and the dog next to him were dazzled. Grayhoof suddenly stood on the ground and didn't move. As expected, the dog felt dizzy and vomited all over the ground.
Even the white-nosed dog looked at its companion with a bit of contempt and helplessness.
After the two dogs confirmed the function of the tattoo, they went crazy. First, they stepped on the wall and went straight to the top of the Tower of the Great Sage. They jumped back at the edge of the stone at the top of the tower, bent down and somersaulted a few times before landing firmly on the ground. The two dogs looked at each other and ran into the forest. For a moment, the forest outside the tower was in a mess because of the two mad dogs.
The birds that lived in the forest all flew into the sky. Some of the slower ones were caught in the jaws of the big dogs that ran to the treetops and leaped up. After getting the hang of it, the two dogs ran directly above the treetops. From time to time, they would dive under the treetops and jump between the branches. From time to time, they would jump out of the treetops and fall under them. They were like fish swimming in the sea. It was very comfortable.
Sure enough, Fatty's talent wasn't in the area of sports skills. Looking at the two dogs having fun, he was a little envious and jealous. That kind of freedom was what he yearned for.
However, he didn't have the ability, but the two dogs had it. What was the advantage of being a boss? He didn't need to know everything himself. He just needed to know how to use the dogs.
He let out a long whistle. The two dogs that ran far away immediately turned back. After a series of jumping, they ran out of the forest. Lin made a gesture and the two dogs didn't stop. They ran toward their master's master without slowing down.
Lin grabbed the dog's neck hair and flipped his body. He got on the dog's back. Now, the two dogs that were the size of a small truck had no problem carrying an adult. Lin lay low on the dog's back and felt the wind whistling past. It was just like when he was in college on Earth. When he just bought a motorcycle, he rode it again and again.
"Go, up the tower!"
With a whistle, the two dogs immediately understood. They jumped sideways a few times and quickly turned around. Then, they ran toward the Tower of the Great Sage. When they were about a few dog lengths away from the tower, Gray Hoof, who was carrying Lin, jumped forward with all his might. White Nose, on the other hand, did a somersault in the air. After rolling a few times on the tower's surface, it started running toward the top of the tower. Gray Hoof didn't roll, but he still went up the wall. Then, someone riding on top of him suffered.
Magic only worked on the caster's body. It had no effect on external objects. In other words, Gray Hoof could walk like it was flat ground, but Lin was climbing on the dog's neck. The violent movement caused him to lose his grip and fall off the dog. If it wasn't for the ring on his hand that could quickly cast the levitation spell at any time, someone might have fallen three stories and landed on his back.
With this interruption, Lin's fun was gone. He suddenly felt bored. The two dogs were still going crazy. They didn't expect the person who fell off of them to be so popular now.
After thinking for a while, Lin didn't stop the two dogs. They had just gained this ability. It would be good to let them familiarize themselves with it. Since his first experiment was a success, the second and third experiments could be arranged in the schedule. However, he had to think carefully about what kind of magic to tattoo on the dogs.
When it came to magic, more wasn't better or fiercer was better. There had to be coordination. A system of tactical movements, a series of attack routines, and a combination of several different types of magic. In a moment of life and death, it was never a matter of one factor.
And for the two dogs, their bodies were an innate limitation. The reason why humans were known as the most excellent form was because the human body could do what most animals could do through imitation. If that didn't work, they could rely on tools.
But humans could perform the Tiger and Crane Dual Form Fist Technique. It was too unrealistic to expect dogs to perform the Eagle Claw Technique.
So, if Lin wanted to combine magic with the movements that the dogs could perform, he had to think carefully. It would be very troublesome to remove a magic tattoo if it was a mistake. The usual advice was to cut off the wrong part and replace it with a prosthetic limb or use necromancy spells to reattach someone else's limb.
To be honest, it was also very risky to tattoo the four feet of the two dogs. If they couldn't get used to it and form their own tactics, Lin didn't think of a good solution other than stewing them. Fortunately, the gamble paid off.
He had to hide this matter from the two girls. Of course, the tattoo of Walking on Flat Ground couldn't be concealed. But what magic to tattoo next, Lin didn't have a good idea for a while.
Thinking of this, he thought of another problem. Would such a magic tattoo have an impact on the balance of power in the two dogs and cause sequelae?
It seemed that this decision was still a bit too hasty. Lin walked back to the nuclear room on the third floor, turned on the monitoring and detection program, and the Arcane Eye immediately took shape at the top of the tower. The data of the two dogs' bodily functions were immediately fed back to the screen.
For the time being, there were no clues. The performance in all aspects was similar to the previous observation records. But this change was ultimately long-term and slow. He could only observe for a while.
— —
Thank you to Book Friend HouseManVI for the tip, and other readers for their monthly votes.
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
