A few days ago, Naxi, who was hiding in the room, was very distressed, looking at the two Ye Flange general magic books in front of him and didn't know what to do. No matter how much he tried, he couldn't write down the magic he knew well in a magic book, which was completely different from what Bazok said.

He then flipped through the books Angelo had left him, and found that they didn't contain any information about the mages not being able to use magic books.

Although a spellbook is not a necessity for mages or even war mages, if a spell is recorded in a spell book, the mage can use less mana to release the magic 100%. Of course, the process of recording magic is also very mana-consuming, and even the mana before and after is more than simply casting spells by other means, but it is more convenient. Therefore, many magicians will choose to have a magic book, hoping to use it when they need it.

Naxi, who has no clue, is worried about the upcoming game, if he can't make up for the shortcomings of the magic book, then he will definitely be crushed by the battle mage with the magic book in the next game.

Lying in bed, Naxi couldn't sleep, and he decided to go to Bazok again to see what he had to say about whether he could use a magic book or not.

Although it was late at night, Naxi knocked on Bazok's door.

"What's the matter at this late hour?" Although Bazok looked tired, he was still studying some of the magic books he had borrowed.

Going to bed late and waking up early are the preserve of young people.

"I've been working all day on what you said, and I can't write a damn magic!" Naxi said straight to the point.

Bazok rubbed his eyes and said, "Impossible, theoretically there is no magician who can't record his magic in a magic book, this is the consensus of the wizarding world, and it applies to every race." ”

Almost desperate, Nashi muttered, "Isn't there any exception?" He didn't believe he would be the only unlucky one.

"Yes!" replied Bazok crisply, "this is what happens when you have your own magic book!"

Bazok's joke instantly swept away all Naxi's doubts: "I know! I know, I see." ”

Before the fat man could ask what problem Naxi had solved, the anxious battle mage had already rushed back to his room.

After locking the door, Naxi untied the book he had placed on his waist. Naxi had not noticed that the book was very similar in size and format to the two magic books on the side. Although Naxi still didn't understand why Nubis, the Holy Land Elf, had given him the book for safekeeping, he now found that it was most likely a blank magic book used by ancient magicians.

Without further ado, a distraught Nashi remembered every step Bazok had taught him and wrote down a spell he knew about in his spellbook.

The Spellbook records that magic costs the same amount of mana, and has a certain chance of failure. Naxi was making such an attempt for the first time, and of course it was impossible to succeed in one go, and he needed a lot of trying. Sure enough, the first magic writing failed without any suspense, and a somewhat frustrated Naxi adjusted his mind and made a second attempt.

After a few attempts, Naxi finally attached a wall of fire spell to the spellbook.

"Sure enough, it's a magic book!" Naxi couldn't help but be overjoyed, but after thinking about it, he felt that he had been too stupid to buy two magic books, and if he had known that this was a magic book earlier, he wouldn't have wasted so much money to buy a magic book. Thinking of the sinister smiling face of the bookstore owner, Naxi felt compelled to throw the two books back to the profiteer.

The atmosphere on the field became a little tense, and neither of the two people facing each other made a move.

Hydra was a little surprised that Naxi was able to pull out the magic book, as the information he had gathered had shown that the outcast who had been expelled from Valhalla had never used a magic book. He began to suspect that the person in front of him had been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger all the time, deliberately showing weakness all the time.

"Hehe, the Magic Codex, could it be that a bluffing name can scare people?" Hydra began to laugh at the other man's ability to call the Magic Codex a magic codex.

However, Naxi didn't care about this ridicule, and the name was specially chosen by him after consulting Bazok, an expert in magic theory. In ancient times, magicians called their magic books codex in order to highlight the mystery of magic, and Naxi also felt that this title was very suitable for that quaint magic book.

"Even if you can use a magic book. Hydra waved the scythe in his hand, "I'd like to see how long you can survive under my hurricane scythe." ”

Hydra, determined to fight with all his strength, has made defeating Naxi the most urgent thing in front of him, and the team's attack has been completely ignored.

Sensing the other party's strong killing intent, Naxi also had to cautiously put on a protective spell for himself and the elegance of a cat that increased his own sensitivity. Now is not the time to use the Magic Codex, and those specially prepared killer Ones are intended to be revealed behind the most critical ones.

On the other side, two mages faced three mages. What should have been a one-sided battle turned out to be unexpected. body

The battle mages who had experienced a hundred battles were unexpectedly suppressed by the tacit cooperation of the two magicians, and they felt that the two magicians in front of them were the most difficult opponents they had encountered in their lives. No matter how they move, they will be locked by each other's magic, and the magic that staggers across the field is like an impenetrable net, and the slightest mistake will be swept away by those excellent magic spells. As a result, the three of them never took a half-step forward, but instead behaved quite awkwardly in the magic that seemed to be flying around.

"Ah, what a pleasure!" Claes, as the core of the battle, did not leave any face to the opponent at all, "Don't you come and clean us up, if this is your strength, then I can assert that your battle has no chance of winning." ”

Although his tone was unusually frivolous, Claes did not despise his enemies, instead every magic was well thought out. Magic as accurate as possible, as well as calculating the cost of one's own mana before thinking about the next move. The whole process was very well controlled and he was completely in control of the rhythm on the field.

Among the various elemental magic and arcane missiles that fly around, Bazok, known as an encyclopedia of magic, accurately reports the characteristics and weaknesses of each of the mages on the opposite side, as well as what kind of techniques they will use next. Although his physique could never become a qualified battle mage, in the communication with Naxi, he learned more knowledge of war mages than these war mages, so he had insight beyond ordinary people.

One is responsible for output, and the other is responsible for collection, and it is such a simple cooperation that makes the three battle mages helpless. It was only at the end of the day that they came up with a tactic of approaching the opponent by alternately covering the advance, and then completely defeating the opponent.

"Demon Flow Shield!" The mage named Harley took three steps forward at the risk of being knocked away, and there was no doubt that the flying elemental magic flew towards him in an instant. Under the influence of the Demon Shield, Harley forcibly ate the spell.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the two battle mages behind took advantage of Harley's block to step forward one after another, and then repeated Harley's movements, intending to forcibly break through the opponent's magic net step by step.

No sooner had the first handover than their attempt was discovered by Claes.

"Damn, I didn't expect you to have such a trick!" Claxton felt a little bad, if he didn't change the ** method in front of him, once he was close to the battle mage, then he couldn't withstand the attack of three war mages equivalent to a warrior no matter how much he could play.

"Their next move is still the Demon Shield! After four or five alternates, they will break into our side!"

"I already knew that. Claes made an improvised adjustment, "Fatty, quickly open the magic book and banish them!"

Claes, who had kept this hole card all along, hurriedly asked Bazok to use this spell that was not easy to prepare when it was done well. Because in the usual state, if Bazok released his magic, he would lose half of his magic power. So Claes asked him to write this magic on the spellbook before the game, and then it could be a game-changing trump card at a critical time. ”

"I see. Bazok took out his magic book, and he didn't usually use it much, and he was a little busy at the moment.

The flipped pages had jumped to the pages of spatial banishment, and Bazok looked up at the three people with staggered figures, and said with some hesitation: "Claes, which one do you want me to banish?" Although he knew all the attack techniques of the opposing mage, Bazok did not know which one was the dangerous element among them.

"I'll go!" Claes didn't expect the fat man to be so sluggish, "you just banish one casually, don't bother with it, we'll lose the game if we continue like this." ”

As he spoke, Claes also had to open his magic book, and a spell that had been prepared for a long time suddenly bloomed on the field under his control.

"White Flame Eruption!"

The exploding white flames burned the distance between Claes and the mage into a sea of fire at once. In order not to be swept away by the white flames, which were much higher than normal, the three mages had to retreat to avoid the extremely dangerous magic.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Bazok aimed at one of them, and the magic book in his hand flashed a strange light, and the nearest battle mage was immediately temporarily imprisoned in the dimensional space by this spell. If the caster does not unlock the spell bondage, he will be in agony with the endless darkness inside for three hours.

"Damn, how can this dead fat man have this magic of the Six Rings!" Buges found that his companion had disappeared in front of him.

"Whew, the pressure is finally a little less. Claes wiped the man on his forehead, "This dead fat man's magic theory cultivation is almost at the level of an archmage, if it weren't for his poor demon physique, you scum would have been bombarded to the point of disappearing." ”