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At the center of the Mercury plane is a towering mountain called Cloud Peak. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAt this time, on the top of the highest peak, there is a figure sitting under a tree at the top of the peak, and from here you can overlook the entire inflow plain on the west side of the peak. This figure is VITB12, and he has been sitting here for three months. Ever since he took on the task of hunting down Darko, he didn't look around like a headless fly, but asked Vitx3 to help set up his eyes and ears, and after returning to the Armas plane, he waited quietly here.

The Vitamin Guild gives each killer absolute freedom, as long as they complete the task within the time limit, regardless of the method or method, there is no limit. Vitb12 chose to wait, and as a killer, the last thing he lacked was patience.

At this time, vitb12 suddenly opened his eyes, took out a communication scroll from his bosom and looked at it, and then resumed his cross-sitting movement, and only after a while did he suddenly open his eyes again, which was already full of essence.

"Finally appeared. ”

The voice was still the same, the mountain wind was still there, and a few leaves were blown down and fell where Vitb12 had just sit, and the peak was empty.

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Darko returned to the town of Mano, found an inn in the middle of town, and began his work in his room. The first is to crush ores, grind magic plants, and mix inks with poor craftsmanship, and there are also violent magical reactions due to improper proportions. Fortunately, Dakota's mental power is strong enough, and as soon as he realized that there was a hidden danger, he immediately used his mental power to control the ink and forcibly separate, and there was no danger in the end.

The missing silver algae was replaced by Dakko with silver fungus. Silver fungus, like silver algae, contains a substance that can flatten the magic of the ice system, but its content is two orders of magnitude different. Darko didn't plan to use the source liquid, because it was so valuable that even if it was sold alone, it would exceed the price of the magic scroll he copied.

As soon as he was ready, Darko began copying the second-level magic scroll. What he was going to write was Frost Armor, which was a defensive scroll, an expensive item like a magic skill scroll that was psychologically easier to accept as a life-saver than an attack.

The most Darko had copied before was a Level 1 magic scroll, and Level 2 had never tried it alone at all. Although I imitated it countless times when I was with Orlando, when it came time to copy it myself, I found that it was difficult to get my hands on it. But Daktronics was not affected by these difficulties and continued to carry out its own steps little by little. The experience he gained from his three months in the mines made a big difference, allowing him to greatly increase his experience in copying various magic circuits.

In fact, in the mines, Darko had managed to copy a scroll of frost armor, but at that time, the parchment made of vampire bat skin was not carrying enough, so it eventually failed. But Daktronics had accumulated a lot of experience throughout the process, so this time it was more confident. In many cases, the success of copying has a lot to do with self-confidence.

The parchment paper is laid out on the table, on which curves of different thicknesses and twists and turns gradually take shape, and Daktronics is attentively controlling the position of each line, and each inscription on it is presented in perfect form. After a while, Darko had already finished copying the outer array diagram, which was a relatively large but concise part, and after completing this piece, he only needed to complete the complicated and detailed inner array diagram. However, just as Darko re-dipped the ink with his magic pen, the magic scrolls on the entire parchment suddenly became unstable, and before he could react, he heard a thud on the ground, and the room was already covered with white mist, and the half-copied scroll on the table had been completely destroyed.

Ignoring the hoarfrost on his eyebrows and hair, Darko took a few deep breaths before forcing himself to calm down. The room filled with ice elementals helped Darko regain his composure, and he began to think carefully about what had gone wrong in the copying process. The entire first half was actually quite successful, and there were no serious deviations under Darko's careful control, but problems arose immediately as he was slackening and preparing to transcribe the second half.

When the spirit is relaxed! Could it be that the relaxation of mental power in the magic circuit has made the half-finished magic scroll unstable? Darko shook his head and denied this conjecture, even the half-finished product is quite stable, which was taken into account in the preparation of copying, not to mention that the ink he prepared himself has a poor effect, the power will be reduced, and the stability should be stronger.

Wait! Darko's eyes lit up, and he turned his head to look at the bottle of ink on the table, and then he remembered that this bottle of ink was made by himself! He didn't make it according to the normal recipe, but cut corners and replaced silver algae with silver fungus. And the role of silver algae in ice ink is to enhance stability, and it must be because of the lack of this that it will lead to failure!

After analyzing the reason, Daktronics became energetic again and began to think about countermeasures. After receiving an orthodox magical education, Darko's thinking is accurate and rational, since there is no corresponding material to play a stabilizing role, then it is up to the inscription master himself to make up for it! Darko clearly remembers that in the process of copying, there was no sign of instability in the array, and it was only after he let go of the control of his mental power that the accident appeared. Since this is the case, then the solution is also very simple, that is, relying on Darko's own mental power to control the stability of the formation until the entire magic scroll is copied, let go of the control, and then immediately seal.

Thinking of doing so, Darko immediately spread out a piece of parchment again and threw himself into the work of copying the magic scroll. This time, Dakko has been controlling the magic power circulating in the formation diagram with the strongest mental power, but he has not copied a key circuit in the main array diagram, making the entire scroll useless.

Darko exhaled deeply, knowing that the more difficult it was, the less agitated he could be, he closed his eyes and went through the detailed process in his mind, then opened his eyes suddenly, took a piece of parchment and began to copy. This time it went unusually well, and everything was going according to the path that Dakko had conceived in his head in advance.

With a burst of brilliance, Dakko quickly rolled the parchment paper onto a mahogany shaft and tied it with a rope before finally breathing a sigh of relief. Looking at this scroll, Darko was thrilled, this was the first time he had copied a second-level magic scroll by himself. This also means that he can finally make money by selling defensive magic scrolls in the future. Darko didn't get excited for long, because he had to continue working, so he took a short break and went back to copying.

Time passed imperceptibly, and the ink on the table gradually ran out, and the materials on the table turned into ink again, and after a while, they ran out again. By the time the day and night had passed, there were already nine Frost Armor scrolls on the table on Darko's left. Because of the ink, the number of failures and successes is about the same, and each accounts for half of the total. Looking at the stack of scrolls, Darko still felt that he had enough power to do it, and at this time he only had a piece of parchment left in his materials, but for some reason, Darko had an urge in his heart to drive himself to challenge himself to a more advanced magic scroll.

The last piece of parchment was spread out on the table, and the ink gradually turned into another magic scroll diagram that was very different from the previous frost armor technique. Darko knew what he wanted to challenge, the third-level magic scroll, the ice armor.

Compared to the second-level magic scrolls, the third-level ice magic ink does not require more materials, but the proportions are slightly different. Darko's ink was obviously not up to par, but his ink didn't even meet the second-level standard, and the Frost Nail Technique was still copied by him. Therefore, he felt that it was not impossible to challenge the third-level magic scroll with this ink. At this time, Darko's feeling seemed to be affected by some factor, and there seemed to be a flame burning in his chest, which drove him to challenge like this.

As the architect behind the war, it doesn't seem to matter to the Scribe Master whether he knows how to kill with his own hands, at least at this stage of the Daktro. However, after months of fleeing and killing, when Darko saw the magic scrolls, parchment, and magic ink again, he found that he had a new understanding of those originally static things, which were no longer just a collection of arrays and inscriptions, but were interrelated and mutually influential, they affected the entire battle situation, and they could be used directly to kill.

For example, on Darko's defensive magic scroll Frost Armor, the change or change in the thickness and curvature of a certain line in a certain formation will have a certain impact on the release of Frost Armor, which can make its magic defense power converge from all sides to the chest that is most vulnerable, so that the upper limit of defense can be increased by two percent, and this increase in defense can produce infinite changes in battle.

Darko's feeling was vague, and he always showed up by chance, and then fled when he tried his best to catch it. But just now that feeling was captured by him, and he seemed to feel that he had a new understanding of the profession of inscriptionist. But he couldn't believe this feeling, maybe it was a simple coincidence, maybe it was just a hallucination caused by not adapting to the environment after leaving the mountain, or being too stressed.

At this moment, Darko's strange feeling burst out again, everything that had happened from Ametsia to Mercury came to mind at this moment, and the vast amount of knowledge learned in the Academy of Magic was integrated with each other, and many questions that were previously ignorant suddenly had answers. Inspiration is like a spring, and the heart is like a fierce horse!

As the sky grew brighter and darker, the light of the illumination replaced the natural light, making it impossible to forget the time. Finally, the magic ink was sucked clean by the magic pen, and an intricate magic scroll was completed on the parchment. The magic scrolls on the parchment glowed, and the parchment itself had turned gray. Changing the color of the substrate is a feature that only magic scrolls from level 3 to above. Rolling up the parchment and tying it, Darko still couldn't calm the ups and downs in his heart. Looking at this scroll, he could hardly believe his eyes.

This is not a second-level frost armor, nor is it a third-level ice armor, but a fourth-level frost! It seems to have grown on its own, and it is only revealed to the world through Darko's hand. It wasn't until the moment it was completed that Darko realized it was a magic scroll of frost. Among the Ice Mage's defensive spells, Ice Armor has the strongest physical defense, and Frost Armor has stronger magic resistance and can retard enemies at close range. Frost is a combination of ice armor and frost armor, which has both the physical defense of ice armor and the magic resistance of frost armor.

For mages, frost is often a sign of impracticality, requiring a longer cast time and only half the effect, as ice mages can use frost or ice armor selectively depending on the situation they face. But it's a different story to make it into a magic scroll and sell it, and many adventurers will carry a magic scroll with them to save their lives at critical moments. But the danger you face is not sure what kind of attack it is, so a comprehensive defense like Frost is more popular.

In the circle of inscriptionists, many people think that those who can copy the magic scrolls of the fourth level can be regarded as an inscriptionist in the true sense, and those who can only copy inscriptions below the third level are just wandering in front of the inscriptionist's gate. Orlando had expressed his disdain for magicians who could only copy spatial coordinates, and now Dacko can finally understand the origin of this emotion, and as a member of this profession, it is natural that he will flaunt his nobility in his heart.

Darko did not systematically study the profession of inscription master at the School of Magic, he only consulted Orlando when he had problems, or went to the library to consult books on his own, and he did not actually practice the production of inscription copying. Therefore, the Frost Scroll in front of me still has too much to improve, and its effect is only half that of normal Frost. But it's a milestone in progress, just like a magician, as long as the mana reaches a certain level, then learning what magic is only a minutia.

Holding this somewhat crude magic scroll, the toil and pain of the past year or so came to his heart, and for a while, Darko's mood was extremely complicated. Those efforts that are not willing to waste every minute, bit by bit, eventually converge into a river. The madness hidden in his memory and the heartache that he had nowhere to hide also turned into a driving force for him to keep moving forward.

If you want to trace the root cause, there may be only two sentences, and the accumulation will come naturally. Inscriptions involve a large number of disciplines and require great knowledge, but they do not have a fixed path in themselves. Thousands of years of research have only preliminarily divided it into five levels from the bottom up, the first three levels each have a different number of standard magic scrolls, and the inscriptionists who can copy these three magic scrolls are junior, intermediate and advanced inscriptionists, and from the magic scrolls, it corresponds to the magic that primary, intermediate and senior magicians can release. On the other hand, Master Inscriptionist is an honorific title for an inscriptionist who can transcribe a magic scroll of level 5 or higher. Finally, anyone who can transcribe it, even if it is a sixth-level magic scroll, will be given the title of Grandmaster-level Inscriptionist.

At this moment, there was a sudden clicking sound on the table, and Darko followed the sound, only to see that the magic pen had broken into several pieces, and the red light on it gradually faded. Darko was stunned, he had been concentrating on copying the scroll before, not paying attention to the anomaly of the magic pen, and now he remembered that the magic pen had been shrouded in such a red glow throughout the whole process, as if it was overloaded. It was indeed difficult to copy a fourth-level magic scroll with Darko's ability, but he couldn't figure out what it had to do with the magic pen. In his opinion, the magic pen only plays an auxiliary role, and the success of copying the magic scroll has little to do with the pen.

Darko struggled for a moment, unable to figure out what to do, so he shook his head and put the matter aside and turned to think about where to get a new magic pen. When he put the scroll into the spatial ring, Darko habitually inspected the items stacked in it with his mental power, and he was suddenly startled, and his mind raced, and the wand appeared in his hand.

Darko looked solemnly at the wand in his hand, which was now covered with a rich red color, as if it had just been fished out of a sea of blood. Dakko caught the magic pen on the table, and suddenly remembered that the red light on the magic pen was similar to the one on the wand. Darko hurriedly opened the pupil of cause and effect, and sure enough, he saw that the broken pen on the table had a crimson line attached to his hand, and an equally crimson line between his palm and wand.

"Is it killing?" muttered Darko. Studying at the Academy of Magic exposed him to a variety of different theories, and he remembered what a certain mentor had said that killing, like creation, was a study that covered all fields. And the law of Shura contained in this wand, and a certain understanding contained in it, should be the reason why Darko understood the relationship between the inscription and the battle, and further copied the fourth-level magic scroll.

If when Darko awakened his true name, he touched the door of the law of Shura, then now he has truly stepped into the threshold. And the source of his breakthrough was the wand that the blood mage Samoyed had used.

Dacko was not happy about this, he looked at his right hand with a solemn expression, and there were multiple red threads implicated on it, which would never be broken. It seems that in the future, no matter what he holds in his hands, he will be shrouded in this crimson.