Chapter 2139: Ash Annihilation at Dawn (71)

At the same time (?), the Demon Swamp of the Turkic Everglades, an underground amethyst palace, a ritual room.

"Sit down on it, then," said the great teacher, Clarna, patting the surface of a large piece of parchment that lay flat on the ground, and swatting the dust off it. ＂

Bedwell glanced at the parchment and saw that it was very thick, almost as thick as a carpet. A magical formation was also drawn on it with special paint, although this formation was completely incomprehensible to Bediwell. Around the room there was some kind of wonderful incense lit, and the sweet floral scent made it easy to relax.

Bediwell did not suspect the slightest moment, and sat cross-legged on the parchment, facing the teacher Krana who sat on the cushion opposite. But even with this closeness, the werewolf youth still couldn't see the face of the beating teacher hidden in the shadow of the hood.

"Before the ritual begins, let me check your spell fire. Clarna spread her palms to Bedeville, "I need to know what spells it's used lately, and see where its [limit] is." ＂

"Lady Krana doesn't know everything. Bediwell said jokingly, spreading his palms and summoning the fire of spells hidden within him. The ball of fire seemed to have life, and it jumped as soon as it appeared, and it jumped with excitement as if it had seen its own biological mother, and soon broke away from Bediwell's grasp and fell into the hands of the great teacher, Clarna.

That's not a strange thing. Bediwell thought to herself. After all, the original spell fire was distributed from Krana. It has split as a spirit countless times, but it still remembers its original creator.

"Hmm," the big teacher snorted, waving his hands. The fire of Bediwell's spell in her hand turned into a ring of fire, and countless words began to appear in the ring of fire, all of which were ancient incantations that Bediwell couldn't understand.

Is this a transcript? Just by reading the ever-changing runes, you can see what Bediwell has done with this spell fire before?

"Necromancy...... No, necromancy. Sure enough, after reading some of the records, the senior teacher snorted, "Although it is the inheritance left by other spell masters, the necromancy spell has always been an evil way. ＂

"Sorry...... The werewolf youth scratched his head embarrassedly: "I just used it as a last resort to cross the demon swamp." And my spell fire occasionally disobeys my command and uses spells without permission. ＂

"Alright. The past is in the past. Clarna replied, "Even something as seemingly evil as necromancy can be used for good when it is used wisely. There is no good or evil in the first place, and no matter how decent a spell is, it can be used to do evil if it is not used properly, and vice versa. Moreover, spells are originally misunderstood by many people, and we spellcasters are not qualified to discriminate against necromancers. ＂

The same is true for Lawrence, who has mentioned it before. No. Bediwell scratched his head, Lawrence may have copied the big things from the great teacher Clarna.

"Just promise me not to use necromancy in front of people who don't know. The great teacher then instructed, "No matter how much you explain, there are some people in this world who don't understand and don't understand." Let such people see that you use necromancy, and their reaction will not make you happy. ＂

"I see. Bediwell replied.

"And then there'------" Clara waved her hand again, making a motion, similar to turning a page. The heavenly book that the spell fire turned into changed in response to the movement of the great teacher's hand, and the spell on it changed drastically, asking her more about reality. Apparently she was going back to the records of the spell fire using it much earlier, though it wasn't known exactly how far it would go.

"Anyway...... How many spells can you look back on?" asked Bedeville curiously.

"That's a good question. The big teacher looked intently and replied, "By now, you should have noticed it too." The Spell Fire is also a self-contained spirit, its own body has little self-will, and most of its consciousness is linked to the user it hosts. However, as a spirit made of photons, there are some photons inside the spell fire that solidify into a stable structure. In other words, each time a spell is used, a record is left in its remaining [memory].

The [Backtracking] spell I'm using now is a special spell to check this record. The intrinsic photons retained within the spell fire are a special structure made up of 256 base photons. The base photon has only a positive and negative pole, positive represents 1, negative is 0, and can be used to store binary data. Thus, just one pair of such intrinsic photons can hold 256 bytes of memory. ＂

"Uh...... Bediwell was completely stunned.

"It's not a long time since you have this spell fire, and it takes time for intrinsic photons to form, so it only has 1024 pairs of intrinsic photons, which is enough to record 262,144 pieces of data. Only one-third of them are used to record recent spells, and the other two-thirds are permanently written, which will write your commonly used spells as more simplified spells and keep them in a more streamlined format, so that you can use the same spell in less time in the future. Let me see...... Recent records take up 1024 bytes each, so I can retrace up to 85 records in the math. ＂

"Ugh. Bediwell was dumbfounded. He never knew that the spell fire in his hand was such an intelligent thing, that it could also record data, and that it could also accumulate the proficiency of the spells he used regularly.

"By the way, whether it's a permanently solidified memory or a temporary memory stored in a recent usage log, they're all there to make you activate the same spell faster. For example, it took a long time to prepare when you first used the fireball, but as the same [Fireball] was used more and more, the time it took to use the fireball became shorter and shorter. "That's one of the benefits of spells, unlike other spells, they constantly optimize their code. The mages relied entirely on their own continuous cultivation, believing that practice makes perfect. Who knows that there is a limit to what the human brain can do, but there is no limit to what the spirit can do. Even now, your spell fire continues to transform free photons into intrinsic photons, expanding its memory capacity. In a few years, when it more than doubles its memory and optimizes the common spells in its memory to a comparable level, you should be able to use all kinds of spells with ease. ＂

Such advanced technology is even mistaken by the world for an evil way...... Bediwell snorted.

However, we cannot deny this fact. Spells are double-edged swords, and there are evil spellcasters who abuse spells to harm others. There are also failed spell masters who use spells indiscriminately and drain themselves. But none of this has anything to do with you, so there's no need to worry about it. There's a bottomless chaos inside you, and even if the fire of the spell tries to drain you, it won't be able to. ＂

Bediwell snorted.

"Yes. Even the Chaos Spell has been used? It's too much. Sure enough, people who don't care about resources and can use spells uncontrollably are extraordinary. Clarna continued to flip the pages and look at the record, humming again.

She read a few more pages before closing the unfolded Heavenly Book, reducing Bedeville's spell fire to a fireball, "Well, I have a rough impression of how deep your [base] is. Then readjust the output of the spell fire according to your level. Don't move for me, the ceremony is about to begin. ＂

The werewolf youth swallowed a mouthful of saliva and sat upright.

With a wave of her hand, flames appeared around the parchment. And because the parchment itself is a whole circle, the flame becomes a perfect ring.

"Uh...... It's burning. Bediwell was a little uneasy, afraid that the fire would burn him if it continued like this.

"I know it's burning. It's part of the ritual. Clarna said, "This flame has no heat, it's the same thing as the spell fire in your hand." Calm down and sit down. Transcribing the core code of Spell Fire can take a lot of time, and you're going to distract me from moving around. ＂

"Okay...... Bediwell then stopped talking. But the werewolf youth was still a little uneasy, he was afraid that being touched by this heatless flame would cause some adverse effects on his body. Then at least sit in a position where you can't be touched by the flames. He didn't dare to move at all, but he was afraid that his tail would be burned, so he moved it, withdrew his wolf tail, and pressed it behind his buttocks.

The flames burned so hard that they soon turned into a wall of fire that surrounded Bediwell. Although it is true that there is no heat, it is still quite a terrifying thing to be surrounded by a wall of fire at such a close distance. The principle of this flame and the flame of the spell fire is that it is a dense enough mass of photons to manifest in the atmosphere, and then naturally overflow with excess light.

The spell fire in Bediwell's own body rose into the air, turning into countless pillars of fire, merging with the surrounding wall of fire. All kinds of seven-colored light began to intermingle, and the flames were no longer just pure fiery red, but as colorful as fireworks, dazzling to see.

"Is this interference from Chaos...... It's really going to add to my workload. On the other side of the firewall, Clarna, the great teacher, who had been barely seen by the firelight, seemed to be muttering. The sound of the flames burning overshadowed most of her words, and Bediwell could barely hear anything.

"Hold your mind and don't let the chaos consume you!" Clarna reminded in a louder voice, seemingly directed at Bediwell.

What does it mean to be "devoured by chaos"? Bediwell hadn't thought it through, but he vaguely realized that this was not the process that the ritual should have been, and it was probably because of the special relationship of Bediwell's physique, the ritual had changed in a direction that even the great teacher Clarna could not predict and control!

The flames turned into a storm and rushed towards Bediwell's body. He was instantly ignited by the seven-colored fireworks.

No, not "ignited".

More accurately, Bediville was enveloped in the heatless flames, and his entire wolf became a seven-colored fiery wolf, and was gradually dyed a deeper crimson by [Chaos].