Scepter of Truth

Chapter 10: Attacked

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After successfully casting the spell, Victor's eyes were delighted. While thinking of every step of casting the zero circle spell of "projectile item", he gave instructions to Ultrain: "Analyze the casting process and mark the points for attention. !"

In the blink of an eye, rows of illusory data and information emerged in Victor's field of vision:

"Order confirmation! The analysis begins!"

"Analyzing... The analysis is over!"

"The matters needing attention are the following aspects..."

"The casting time is one round (six seconds), which is lower than the normal casting speed; the maintenance of magic power is not stable enough; the spell model is not thoroughly resolved; the power of the spell is too low... ”

Looking at the analysis data of Ultrain, Victor rubbed his chin with his hands, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Six seconds? The speed of building the spell model is still too slow! If you are familiar with this process, the overall casting time should be reduced by another three or four seconds..."

"This spell does not seem to have much power, but if the thrown objects are not stones or iron balls, they are replaced with sharp daggers, steel needles, or with alchemical products such as'Thunderstone'. , What kind of power would it be?"

"However, the way I cast spells... seems to be somewhat different from the content recorded in the notes... The notes record that for a mage learning a new spell, the most difficult part is to analyze and construct a correct spell model, as long as If I can successfully complete this link, the rest of the steps are relatively simple... But when I was analyzing and constructing the spell model, I didn't feel this kind of'difficulty'. What's the reason?"

"Could it be that the key to analyzing and constructing a spell model lies in the principles of the enlightenment model?"

Victor, who was thinking, suddenly remembered a piece of information in his notes:

"... If a mage learns spells before figuring out the principles of the spell model, then he can only pass countless exercises and forcibly analyze the model... And in this case, the effect of the spell he casts is only 50% of the effect of normal spells. %—100%."

"Correspondingly, a mage who understands the principles of the spell model will easily analyze the model, and the effect of the spell he casts will reach 100%-150% of the effect of the normal spell."

"Two mages with the same realm, why are there strong and weak? This is the most influential factor..."

After some analysis, Victor discovered his advantage: he had been baptized by the information explosion in his previous life, had a unique insight into the principles of the spell model, and possessed a super-brain "scientist"... In this way If so, he can easily crack the rules hidden in the spell model.

With this understanding, Victor once again practiced the spell of "projecting objects". After an unknown number of times, his mental power was finally exhausted, and he could not recover even after a short meditation.

Victor, lying on the bed, thought vaguely before going into deep sleep:

"... The principle of the spell model has been fully grasped... The casting time has also been compressed to less than three seconds... Next, we must collect some casting materials to prepare for the learning of other spells..."

Time is like water, gradually passing by.

Near the Moon of Decay, more than ten days have passed since the riot in Carter City. During this period, Victor went deep into his new residence and conducted magical research unknown to outsiders.

Early that morning, Victor, who had tempered his mental strength all night, walked out of the house early in his outfit. He planned to go to a small shop in the business district to buy some necessary spell-casting materials when the pedestrians were scarce.

Because of Victor's caution, most of the spellcasting materials he purchased were common and normal items that would not arouse others' suspicion... But even so, Victor still controlled his travel time in the early morning or evening when pedestrians were scarce.

However, even if Victor is careful, some troublesome things will come to him.

When Victor spent 50 silver coins to pack up his spell materials and left the shop to return, he was surrounded by four fierce-looking men holding sharp blades and blocked in a dark alley.

"Boss, this guy!"

A man with a scar on the corner of his left eye pointed at Victor and shouted: "He is a big fat sheep... Old Jack said that he would spend money in the shop every once in a while to buy things..."

"Stupid! Can you die without speaking?"

The brawny man called the boss reprimanded him and smiled grimly at Victor: "Hey! There are no rules for the people, since we let you hear who our informant is, you can only blame it. Your life is not good..."

With that, the strong man waved his hand, and several people slowly walked towards Victor with murderous intent.

"My life is bad? Or is your life bad?"

Victor mumbled vaguely, "If I didn't want to try the actual effects of spells, how can I care about you guys..."

Just when the four brawny men came to Victor and were about to kill this dumb fellow, a dazzling light burst out in their sight.

In the gloomy alley, the sudden bright light made the eyes of several brawny men white, and they couldn't see things and swung their daggers indiscriminately towards the location of Victor in their memory.

"Huh! Who is TM? I stabbed Lao Tzu in the butt..."

"Ah! My fingers..."

"..."

In the dizziness, the attacks of the four strong men all fell on their own.

Victor, who dodges to the side, showed a cold face: "Since you are here with murderous intent, then I don't need to keep my hands!"

Victor quickly took out four extremely sharp spikes from his pocket and placed them in his unfolded left palm. At the same time, a deep curse sounded in his mouth.

"... Lan Chi... Etem!"

The four spikes in Victor's palm gave out bursts of orange light one after another, and they shot straight towards the four brawny men one after another.

"Well… "

Several whimpers sounded one after another, and the four burly men who attacked Victor covered their throats with their hands and fell to the ground in fear.

The smell of blood diffused, and Victor tightened the cloak that was tightly draped on him, and turned around to leave the dark alley.

"Slap, slap, slap..."

The sudden applause made him stop and stand still.

"Unfamiliar apprentice mage, I am honored to be able to meet you here! Although the environment here is really terrible..."

An unusually soft voice sounded behind Victor.