Chapter 62: Reckless

The magic runes on the portal lit up slightly, and the door of the library room that was forcibly kicked open by Lin Ze returned to its closed state again, as if this kind of violent method of opening the door was completely common in the tower, and several tall golems in charge of the library returned to their original places after just one glance at Lin Ze.

This is supposed to be an ordinary library open to low-level apprentices or tower guests, except for some ordinary magic books below the second ring, the shelves are more of some travelogues, customs, or legendary novels and the like. It's not very useful, but it's okay to move back to the compulsory school in the territory as a popular reading material.

Shaking his head and looking around, the black dragon turned his attention to the human ghost in front of the table. Maybe it was because it had been around for too long, the part of his personality and memories that belonged to the apprentice had dissipated, his eyes were extremely dull, and his illusory body would even fluctuate a little like a water pattern when Lin Ze approached, and it seemed that he was not far from completely dissipating.

However, what makes the black dragon most curious is what kind of obsession a person has to insist on coming to the library every day after his death...... Although it is only a copy of the scroll to contribute to the labor force, compared with some people who only know about lying corpses every day, this can no longer be described as a life of more than learning.

Could it be that this person was a scholar who aspired to become a mage before his death?

But wouldn't a scholar come to such a place to copy scrolls? Shouldn't all scholars be rushing all the way while eating, drinking, and having fun? How could such a rare animal come to do such a time-wasting thing as copying scrolls and erasing spirituality.

The function of the spell scroll is to arrange the magic power on the blank scroll through the transcription of the scribe through the magic pattern or spell array, so as to facilitate the non-professional spell casting or the mage to deal with sudden problems when the spell slot is insufficient. This is a very surprising job, even the difficulty of the magic at a particularly low level requires the scribe to concentrate all his mental guidance magic to successfully transcribe, but the problem is that the total amount of mental power of each person is limited, and the quality of meditation of low-level apprentices is extremely poor, and a large amount of mental power and mental power consumed can only be replenished by sleep.

The question then arises, how can an apprentice who spends his day either copying scrolls or meditating/sleeping have the time to learn new spell structures, to study the magical theories of philosophy mixed with arcane mathematics?

- You can't expect someone who only knows how to frantically solve problems to deduce mathematical equations, right?

Daryl hasn't woken up yet, the words of the means against the soul...... Lin Ze thought about it carefully, and carefully planted a spiritual seed towards the ghost, as soon as the formless and insubstantial spiritual seed touched the ghost's body, it quickly began to dissolve, like ink dripping into a water cup, and in less than a moment, the ghost was dyed a piece of blue, and some intermittent memories were also passed on by the spirit seed.

There wasn't much of value, the ghost had been consumed by time for too long, and the only thing left was his day-to-day scroll transcription work and his terrifying admiration for the tower's master, and nothing else.

The ghost was finally torn to pieces by the spiritual seed spreading in his body, and Lin Ze couldn't help but feel some sympathy, "It's also a magical waste struggling at the starting line." ”

However, this kind of emotion only exists for a moment, although his spell casting methods are rude, but he can still be called a psychic warlock when he is put outside, not the waste scum of this apprentice who is dead can be compared.

casually flipped through the introductory magic of the plastic energy system on the table, and it took a long time for Daryl on the ground to wake up quietly.

After sitting on the ground for a long time, it took some time for the former mage to sort out the dual transformation of his body and soul.

"You can call me sir. "My family does not lose their independent personality, but there will be a little mental discomfort during the period of freshness, and this sluggishness of Daryl at this moment is very common.

"Yes, sir, at your service. Darryl's heart was full of piety, just like the guardian knight cultivated by the nobles since childhood, the most devout believer of the church, this former wild mage stood up and bowed deeply to Lin Ze.

"Has your spellcasting ability been affected?"

Daryl quickly checked himself, and couldn't help but smile, "There is no effect, and the spellcasting ability seems to have improved, and the magic radiation experienced during the previous experiment has also been repaired, and the mental state is very good, the only pity is that I can't take the initiative to release some high-level magic of the change system in the future, but the difficulty of casting spells on the confusion control system has been reduced a lot." ”

The overall benefits outweigh the disadvantages, no losses.

Darryl glanced at his surroundings and suggested, "Sir, the low-level library is usually on the lower level of the Mage Tower, a considerable distance from the top where we are going, and the Tower Locks are still suppressing my spell-casting abilities, and the Tower Spirit has extremely high authority over the Tower, so we may need to leave as soon as possible." ”

"Lead the way. ”

One person and one dragon smoothly walked out of the library, but as soon as the portal behind him closed, two teams of tall golems came at both ends of the corridor.

A three-meter-tall steel golem holding a mace and a giant sword, a stone golem half a body taller than an ordinary person, and a clay golem that consumes a large amount of black dragon's breath.

I don't know when the corridor in the tower has changed, the left and right sides are wide enough, but the height is comparable to the height of the steel golem's head, which cannot support Lin Ze to completely let go of his body.

"This Sun thief!" The suppression ability of the Misty Lock was activated, Lin Ze's ability to dispatch psionic energy and Daryl's ability to release spells were all suppressed by the Misty Lock, Lin Ze was okay, there was still a body of minions to use, and Daryl was more suppressed, even under the influence of the Rotten Soul Aura, he couldn't exert all the spell output - the magic power of the entire corridor was suppressed, and the spellcasting ability was still there, but he couldn't dispatch enough magic elements to complete the spell construction.

The golems on the other side of the corridor formed a team of five in a row, and the formation seemed to be scattered but it happened to be just right to seal off all the space. A steel golem took the lead, followed by three clay golems that were immune to a certain amount of acid damage, and a stone golem that was responsible for sealing the gap, and a team of golems launched an attack on Lin Ze with a loud footsteps.

Immediately followed by the second team and the third team, these golems who were ordered to go came in a group of three teams according to the predetermined instructions, the giant sword hammer was raised, and the psionic shield on the black dragon's body was only supported for a moment before being beaten into scum.

The blades and scales made a piercing grinding sound, some damage but no blood was seen, what really gave Lin Ze a headache was the giant mace in the hands of several golems, and after the size was reduced, he felt a burst of chest tightness and shortness of breath.