Dizzy......

When the white dragon tried to cast the first-level spell recorded in the Jonk Valech spell book for the eighth time, a dizziness hit his brain, the spell spell he was writing came to an abrupt end, and the gathered magical energy dissipated in the air, he touched his nose and saw a few drops of the dragon's nose bleeding coming out, and couldn't help but frown secretly.

This is...... Limit?

"Can you analyze what's going on?" he stopped casting, quietly closing his eyes and waiting for the headache to subside, and when he saw the spell on the spell book again, he found that a chaotic thought was constantly disturbing his brain, making him completely unable to recognize the words on it.

"It's really the limit. The Three-Body Research Institute listened to Bai Long's narration and analyzed it: "There should be a certain limit to the consciousness of contacting the world, according to the "Magic Net Source Theory", each layer of the magic net energy will cause a burden on the user's spirit, and the burden will stop responding to the caster to a certain extent, it seems that this is true." ”

"This kind of suppression? It's a strange feeling...... "Shirakawa struggled to recall the feeling of just casting the spell, "Having said that, it seems that this is indeed the case, when preparing these spells, each time it feels more difficult than the last, although it is the same spell, but it is more and more complicated to analyze in the brain. ”

“...... It seems that this repression is aimed at the ability to think logically. The Trisolaranist said: "Fatigue, headaches, and difficulty in thinking and analyzing should be the concrete manifestations of this burden, and every time you come into contact with the energy of the magic web, this burden will be a little greater, until your thinking ability is completely suppressed." ”

"Level 1 spells don't work, so what about tricks?"

Bai He frowned, turned another page of the spell book, and began to prepare for the trick.

The confusion of thinking didn't seem to continue here, and soon an acid splash was ready.

However, the difficulty of the trick is extremely low, there are often only two or three fields in a trick, the most complex is only five or six fields, the base spell is only twenty or thirty words, and the magic structure that accommodates it is also very simple, and the spell of a first-level spell, the spell to be written when preparing is generally fifty words, and the length of the base spell is two or three hundred words abound, and the complexity of the magic structure is far from the same.

In comparison, the complexity of five or six tricks is not as good as half a first-level spell.

Moreover, compared to the energy of the first layer of the magic net, the energy on the periphery of the magic net is much looser, and the oppression of the spirit is much smaller.

"In this way, the limit of my thinking ability is only four tricks and seven first-level spells. "White River secretly thought.

How is it a little different from the rules of dndol?

"That's not how it works. The three-body man said: "According to the theory of the "Demon Net Source Theory", you should be able to prepare 4 tricks, 4 first-level spells and 3 second-level spells at the same time, and the last few spells you just used repeatedly are getting more and more difficult because the magic power of the first layer of the magic net has stopped responding to your spirit, and you are actually using the power of the second layer of the magic net to activate them. ”

"I see!" Bai He suddenly said, "No wonder it didn't feel right when I cast the spell the last three times." ”

Not only is it more difficult to invoke magic every time, but the spell effect is also very strange: either the range is inexplicably longer, or the power fluctuates uncontrollably, and sometimes the area of effect is deformed, and Shirakawa thinks that mental fatigue is causing a problem with control.

"And you're missing one. The three-body man said: "That key magic fourteen spells have a total of three hundred and seven words, and the basic spell has a total of three pages, and the complexity of the structure is much higher than that of the first-level spell, and the difficulty is likely to exceed the second-level spell." ”

"Hiss~" Bai He was stunned for a moment, comparing the real situation with the setting of dndol, and was suddenly surprised and inexplicable.

So if in the game, the old brother is already a master of level 5?

In this way, according to the standards of the Tower of Eight Leaves, the students found are all natural masters who have never cast spells, and they are all starting from the fifth level.

They are all natural talents, no wonder mastering the Five Rings spell is as common as eating and drinking.

"To sum up, coupled with the limitations of the magic net, in addition to paying attention to the induction of spirit and magic power, the practice of spells should also pay attention to the resistance of logical thinking to the suppression of the magic net, both of which can slowly grow in magic research, and the problem now is to determine the preliminary direction of spell research as soon as possible. Bai He thought to himself: "The easiest way to find your body is necromancy, so let's start with necromancy." ”

"I'm grateful you still remember this. The three-body humane: "But the most important thing at the moment is that you need a thorough deep sleep, only in this way can you cleanse the suppression of your mind by the magic power, but this so-called safe zone, do you think it is a place where you can sleep peacefully?"

"It seems to be ......" Shirakawa pondered for a while: "...... Not really. ”

He felt the ring of the treaty, and his doubts grew larger.

Although he has the protection of the Eight Leaves Treaty, this red-robed bald Crowley Sarn always feels a little strange to him.

The White Dragon didn't dare to trust his instincts very much, but everything was bad for the worst, in case this Crowley Sarn took a risk for some reason he didn't know, and was willing to risk being punished by the Tower of Eight Leaves to do bad things, it was quite easy for a powerful enough mage to do something while the White Dragon was sleeping - if done properly, he would definitely not have a chance to activate this ring.

If you want to sleep peacefully here, you'll first have to figure out how to put a few triggers on your ring.

Thinking of this, Bai He's egg hurt again, and he thought that the trigger technique was a high-level spell, although he couldn't remember how many rings, but it definitely exceeded the four rings.

......

Then let's go out for a walk.

It's not just about sleeping, it's about having a meal along the way.

The white dragon hadn't eaten for two whole days, and the dragon's digestive system could still suppress the feeling of hunger at this time, but it was not far from the time when it couldn't be suppressed.

Instead of making a hole in the wall and flying out of the balcony as the wizard instructed, he walked out of the main entrance of the laboratory stealthily.

Shirakawa observed the magical aura, and was somewhat surprised to find that the alarms in this research institute were not very tight, at least after a glance, he realized that he could leap past some of the alarms and traps.

But if you think about it, it's a normal thing, the High Wizard has his own mage tower, and usually time and secret important experiments will be carried out in it, compared to the time spent in the research institute is relatively not too much.

Baihe was a little bored and at the same time a little more secure - it seems that this institute is not a critical department, and it is not very important in this country.

He flew past a few alarms to the main hallway on the first floor, where he suddenly caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure.

Dressed in a red robe and with a small bald head.

Not Frang or his dear teacher, but familiar...... Who is this?

Bai He thought about it, and suddenly remembered that when he came that day, he glanced at the little servant with a mournful face, as if he had run away halfway, so rude.

The white dragon lay there, trying to wait for the little boy to walk by, but the little servant's movement attracted Bai He's attention at this time.

But seeing this little servant named Adi Saan walk to the door of the research institute, he looked back and looked fiercely in one direction, his expression was mixed with other things in addition to deep resentment, and his emotions were very complicated, in short, in Bai He's eyes, it was a look of great malice.

And that direction......

Bai He glanced back, and suddenly became calm, wasn't that the territory that the old bald head gave him?

This kid has an opinion about me.

Shirakawa narrowed his eyes.

He watched as the little servant walked out of the institute and crept up his tracks.