Chapter 627: We Are Different (Ask for a Monthly Pass, Ask for a Subscription)
With an excellent memory, Soram was able to master this extremely difficult foreign language in just two days. Although many places are still a little rusty, with the continuous application of the new mastery of it will soon be mastered.
After all, the best way to consolidate an unfamiliar language is to listen, speak, and write. There is no problem with writing now, only listening needs more exercise. As for that, forget it, it would be strange if these strange sounds coming out of the mouth were not considered a neuropathy.
Therefore, Kassa's advance prediction spell technique Soram is considered to be an entry, and as for the rest of it, it can only be done slowly. Solam then turned his attention to the manuscript he had obtained from the tomb.
And the owner of the manuscript is the ancient mummy Naivagia's mentor, Casa's apprentice, Prescott.
This Prescott can be said to be unknown in history, if it were not for the signature on the manuscript, Soram would not have known that there is such a person in the world, alas, this blames him for being born at the wrong time.
If nothing else, if the spells recorded in this manuscript were announced, then he could be at the pinnacle of mages! Admired by posterity. But the problem was that he knelt down after completing the spell in Khankan.
His only apprentice had been mummified by himself, and he couldn't even publish it, so he had to lie in a coffin with his research results in his hands, and it was unknown how long the manuscript would have been buried if it weren't for Solam.
The manuscript is simply a series, three spells, named after Prescott himself.
Named Prescott Space Disorder, Rescott Space Disorder, and Prescott Space Burst. They are level six, seven, and nine spells.
Not to mention these three spells, the power alone is enough to make people jaw-dropping. These two spells were inspired by Prescott's teleportation technique, and he once saw a rookie mage use teleportation, and then it went wrong, and finally his body was split in two, teleporting to two places.
Seeing this scene, Prescott immediately began to think, because the teleportation technique went wrong, the consequences were very serious, if you were lucky, you would be teleported to no idea, if you were unlucky, it would be a lot of fun.
Even the power that even a legendary mage can transmit will be torn to pieces, and of course there will be no legendary mage who will have such a funny accident. But if you do, you will be unlucky.
Prescott immediately thought that he could create a new spell based on this principle. The idea came to Prescott's mentor Cassa while he was still alive, but Casa was negative about his research direction.
Because it is not that no one has thought of these things before, but they have all failed, because there are too many technical problems in it, and the most important point is that the power of space is really difficult to control. At this point, it can be seen from the scarcity of spells related to space power, especially the attack spells, few are related to space.
However, many mages have a peculiar stubbornness that they think is feasible, and they will study it, regardless of what others say.
Prescott was the same, he didn't pay attention to Casa's persuasion at all, but focused on his research.
This research has been studied for hundreds of years, and even his mentor Casa is dead, and he has not yet figured out a clue. It wasn't until he hid in Amm that he really had a breakthrough. He came up with a solution, which was to stack spells to create the effect he wanted.
For example, the sixth-level spell "Prescott Space Disorder" he created was actually to put it bluntly, which was to put two teleportation spells on the enemy's head at the same time.
The other two spells are similar in this way, but they are much more cumbersome. I didn't expect this way to work, and the effect is good. However, there is one issue that needs to be solved, and that is that the timing of these spell stacks needs to be very accurate! It's not something that can be done by one person, so his experiments are all done with his own disciples. (i.e., the ancient mummy)
And out of a hundred, it would be remarkable to be able to achieve the effect in one go, and Prescott was certainly not satisfied with this, so he had to simplify the fusion spell model to create a real spell instead of a spell stack.
So he had spent countless energy and financial resources to finally complete the spell model of these three spells. But when he finally experimented with these spells, he realized that he had made a big deal!
He did depict the spell model, but when the spell model he depicted was stimulated, it was too much of a test of the brain's computing power, and the moment the model was activated, the brain needed terrifying computing power to make the spell work, otherwise there would only be three ends, one was a spell failure, the other was a direct spell backlash, and the third was to burn the brain directly.
Prescott's fate was the second, and there was a spell backlash on the spot, and it was extremely serious, he underestimated the destructive power of these spell models, so that he was broken in an instant to break the link to the magic web.
This is perhaps the worst end of the spell backlash, which makes Prescott's cast level drop one by one, and finally there are only three cast levels left......
The sharp drop in the casting level made all the original life-sustaining spells and methods on his body lose their effects, and even if he wanted to transform into a lich, he was unable to do so. So Prescott could only lie down in the coffin with grief and indignation.
A generation of giants actually died so aggrieved.
But when Solam saw these manuscripts, he was not only not depressed, but ecstatic! Just because others can't cast these three spells doesn't mean Soram can't! Don't forget that he has "precision", the power of this ability is that it can develop those unused brain domains, those unused brain domains are comparable to the computing power of a computer, and the calculation of a few spells is not handy.
As soon as he thought of it, Soram immediately carved out a model of the spell in his mind based on the manuscript.
Half an hour later, Soram smiled as he looked at the steel pillars on the ground that had been split in half!
But before Soram could be happy, Trisim reported that Fetzteler had arrived.
*********************
"I said, what are you doing again?" Soram was not happy about Fiztier's arrival, after all, what kind of friendship Fezterle had with him, Soram knew in his own heart, this guy would not come to the door for no reason.
"Haven't you heard?" Fitzterer seemed to be in a good mood, and he didn't pay attention to Soram's cold words, so he asked.
"What did you hear?"
It turned out that Fitzterer had come for a mission developed by the Council of Six, and he wanted Soram to take on the task.
"Baron?" Soram was a little surprised that Fitzteler would come to him for this matter, in Soram's opinion, this kind of thing has nothing to do with him at all, besides, let alone a baron, even give a duke title to Solam, Soram doesn't care, he is a serious king, and other titles are not interesting to him.
"Yes, the reward is high enough, right? This time it's a step to the sky, how many people can't think of a good thing, how about it, can you move your heart? Fitzteler seemed to want Soram to be involved in this kind of thing, and he actually used such clumsy means to tempt Soram.
Soram gave Fitztimeler a cold look, and then said, "Not interested! ”
Not to mention that this reward is nothing in Solam's eyes, even Soram really likes these, and he is not interested in getting involved in such a big thing as the dungeon seal!
"Don't, think about it again, it's a rare opportunity! That's aristocracy! Fitzjiler obviously didn't want to give up, and still explained excitedly.
"That's not interesting, I'm not rare, if I want to be a nobleman, I can be in the Silver Moon Kingdom, earls, marquis or something, I have my hands on it, why bother to come here for a bitter baron to do any tasks. Am I sick? ”
Don't really say it, if Soram wants a knighthood, he can go to Queen Xinbu and say it, just with the Cloud Giant Kingdom behind him, Queen Xinbu can be a high-ranking nobleman, even a duke can also talk.
Hearing Soram's words, the excitement on Fitztierer's face froze, and then he looked at Soram with nine points of disbelief and asked, "You...... You're bragging, aren't you? ”
When Soram saw that Fizteler didn't believe him, he immediately felt insulted, and he thought in his heart that those dukes and barons were all nonsense! So I've never been interested in these things, and now there are still people who suspect themselves of bragging? Of course Soram can't bear it!
"Bragging? Can I be guilty of it with you? What sense of accomplishment can I feel at bragging to you? Let me tell you this, I know Queen Xinbu very well, I have lived in her palace for three months, I just asked her for a knighthood, she will not give this face, I just don't want it. If you don't believe me, you can go to the Silvermoon Kingdom and inquire. ”
Seeing Soram shouting so excitedly, Fitztier's original nine-point doubt turned into three-point doubt. These three points of suspicion are still because he thinks that Solam's appearance is first-class, so he suspects that Soram will fool him again.
But what Soram said does make sense, what good is Soram fooling him? No! In that case, Soram has nothing to deceive him.
Besides, just like Soram said, this kind of thing only needs to go to the Silvermoon Kingdom to inquire, after all, a man has lived in the palace of Queen Xinbu for three months, and it is impossible not to spread the news, it is very easy to inquire.
But when he thought about it, Fetzteler was even more depressed. What he has been thinking about in his life is to become a nobleman, but after so many years, it is still far away, but what about others? Others just don't want it, if they want it, they can always have it.
This comparison, Fitztier's heart is congested. Why are people so different?