Angele could not even begin to imagine how strong the force created by thousands of models would be when they were gathered at one point. If he created a whirlpool and used the power of the whirlpool to compress it, the power of the whirlpool would be a hundred times stronger than the whirlpool.
This was what the A.I. Chip had planned from the very beginning. Every time a wizard advanced to the next rank, he would need to create a new crystal. Angele was on the way to forming the second crystal. Once he successfully created the second crystal, the spell models on the surface of the crystal would solidify his mentality.
This was how wizards worked. As long as they could understand a certain power, ability, or phenomenon, they would be able to create a mentality crystal and solidify it into their Talent Abilities.
Every time a wizard advanced to the next rank, he would have to start meditating from the beginning to create a new mentality crystal.
A large amount of mental energy was condensed into various transparent rune models of various shapes. The sizes of the rune models varied, and some of them were attracting and repelling each other.
Angele opened his eyes and released the metal needle from his tongue. The needle pierced through the seeds of the crystal leaves in front of him and swallowed all of them.
In reality, Magi were equivalent to condensing crystals over and over again, obtaining various innate abilities similar to those of other powerful creatures. They could even obtain the natural abilities that other creatures did not have. They were evolving artificially.
Angele spat out the metal needle again and pierced through another bottle of Tree Killer Potion.
More and more cracks appeared on the surface of the crystal orb. Some small pieces of the crystal orb were falling off the surface. The crystal orb was getting smaller and smaller.
Angele started meditating again after he finished creating all the models. He started thinking about the rune patterns.
All the models were completed.
* Crack *
Time passed.
The second crack appeared, then the third, the fourth …
What he needed to do next was to experience the A.I. Chip's design and see what additional products it would bring him. Angele was curious as to what kind of special effect could be created by the combined compression method.
The mentality crystal orb created by Angele was made up of more than one thousand small models. All of the models had the ability to attract or repel each other. Angele could redirect the force to the center of the crystal orb using a special method.
If it was a poor advancement method, it was very likely that it would leave behind a relatively fatal weakness. For example, moving the center of his mental power to the surface of his body … In this case, it was very likely that the slightest physical attack would cause his mental power to collapse and he would die. Of course, the prerequisite was that he had to be able to break through the innate talent field. However, to a Magus of the same rank, this was a fatal flaw.
Immediately, all of the mental models started to spin in a strange trajectory.
The spiritual force crystal he obtained when advancing to become a Wizard had nothing to do with this advancement. The amount of mentality that was condensed into a crystal was the amount Angele had when he was still a wizard. This time, it was the extra mentality he gained from the meditation after becoming a wizard.
It was not the motivation of his heart, but the motivation of the medicine.
During this period of time, the only thing he could use was the Mind Crystal that he had condensed during his previous advancement.
Time flew by.
When it was only the size of a grain of rice, the innermost core was finally revealed.
When there was only half an hour left, Angele finally gathered all of his mentality into translucent models of different sizes. There were more than 1000 of them, and they looked like countless bugs that were squeezing into Angele's brain.
In other words, the mentality that entered the model would never come out again after it was condensed into a crystal model. A single crystal represented an innate sorcery, but it also represented the loss of a single crystal's spiritual force forever.
The problem was that the remaining few models did not fit well with each other. No matter how he tried, there would always be a large gap between them.
Until the next time, two hours had passed. He pierced the last potion into the crystal and used it.
The Mind Crystal had shrunk to one-tenth of its original size. It was about the size of a walnut.
Several minutes later, only seven or eight of the models were left.
Angele started meditating again.
Angele suddenly opened his eyes. * Crack * He heard something in his brain.
The green color on his body became denser again.
This was the reason why Wizards were respected by mortals.
He could feel that the calculation ability of the chip had increased. The structure of the chip had become more complicated.
Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.
He needed to meditate for a long time, which meant that he could only condense one drop of mentality.
Angele's skin was a bit pale at first, but under the effect of the potion, his skin started to turn red.
A translucent crystal ball was formed. It looked solid, but the surface was solid and the inside was filled with translucent mentality waves. The solid layer of mentality waves on the surface was created by Angele's spell energy.
However, the amount of mentality left in the crystal ball was much less than before since the impurities had been removed. He was already mentally prepared for this.
Then, these new large models began to merge with the other large models. Even the slightest gap was perfectly fitted in.
However, Angele did not mind. The biochip was a part of his body. It was like an organ that was implanted into his genes. He could read the calculation process of the biochip if he wanted to, but it would take a lot of effort since it was too fast.
Now, he finally condensed a drop of mentality. It was the result of the compression of the mentality model. Angele only had a few mentality points left at the moment.
Time ticked by.
Each crystal represented an innate sorcery ability.
Of course, these were ancient Sorcerers. The Sorcerers of today were far from what they used to be. They could not connect to other realms, and they could not learn more about this world due to the lack of knowledge. Not to mention the other realms.
All the models gathered together again, and the gaps between them were filled up by the liquid from the seed of the crystal leaf.
Angele's body, which was cold after the red dots disappeared, became warm again. A surge of life energy drove the blood that had already stopped flowing, and it began to flow rapidly again.
What surprised him the most was that when he was dealing with the spiritual force impurities, the A.I. Chip in his brain actually started to absorb them.
The huge centripetal compression force caused the sphere to shrink by itself. However, it did not affect his brain at all.
As the meditation pattern changed, the mental power in his brain also began to slowly form small parts, and each part was a small mental power model.
Angele's mentality recovered after the biochip's enhancement. Angele had been hiding in the basement for about 20 days.
The translucent crystal ball floated quietly in Angele's brain. It looked like a real crystal ball, but it was not. It existed faintly in his brain.
Different wizards would have different effects when advancing to the next rank. Different effects could give a wizard special abilities after advancing to the next rank. For example, spellcasting speed would be increased, damage would be increased, and some wizards would even have natural tattoos on their bodies after advancing to the next rank.
The crystal orb would constantly generate a centripetal force toward the center of the orb. It was the best way for Angele to advance to the next level based on the analysis of the biochip.
Angele knew that one bottle of Tree Killer Potion could only support his body for about two hours, so he had to hurry.
Several minutes later, Angele felt something cold coming from his stomach. It went straight to his head.
Angele created a drop of liquefied mentality and started meditating to recover his mentality.
The large mentality crystal orb formed by Angele's body was like a large model. It could maintain the basic functions of Angele's body to a certain extent. However, the effect of the Talent Field Crystal was minimal.
'Finally, it's done.' Angele knew that the broken pieces were the impurities in his mentality. He had more broken pieces than other wizards because he did not meditate on his own. Instead, he used potions to increase his mentality. There were more impurities in his mentality.
They could master the Talent Abilities, such as natural disasters, diseases, and pollution. Anything they could study would be turned into their Talent Abilities.
It felt like the models were created by chance, but it also felt like it was inevitable. They were like building blocks that were glued to each other. The models turned into a complete new model.
However, Angele believed that it would not cause the weakness of the model. Zero's simulation plan was the best one.
He started meditating on different runes and patterns according to a certain pattern.
Suddenly, a crack appeared on the surface of the crystal ball.
Amidst the hissing sounds, the silver spikes were suddenly dyed a wretched green by the dark green potion inside. The green color quickly spread to Angele's face. Soon, all of his skin was dyed green.
Several minutes later, the green color disappeared from Angele's body. However, the immense power of the crystal ball and the ripples emitted by the Mental Energy Crystal that had already been condensed actually replaced the red dot in his body, causing his heart to start beating again and his blood to continue flowing again.
He was so skinny that he looked like a bag of bones. All the nutrients and fats in the body were used as energy to maintain the body's survival.
It was the afternoon of the eighth day.
It was a drop of water the size of a needle tip. It was sticky and floated in the center of Angele's brain.
The cold air turned into a sticky red liquid that rushed into Angele's brain and covered all the remaining mentality models.
One day passed. Two days passed. Three days passed. Four days passed.
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