"It's just an illusion – there are no real particles at all, they fly around and are harder to catch than ants, flies, mosquitoes. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Gould teased.

"Be careful, Master Mage, you have made an oath in the gambling game, and if you break your oath, you will be beheaded. Odin threatened.

"Okay, let's try to see what that little transparent dot of light is. Gould exclaimed impatiently.

He then poured his spiritual energy into that small particle, but fortunately, several years of training at the seminary had allowed him to concentrate highly and meditate much easier than ordinary people. Soon, that small spot of light occupied all of his spiritual sea, brighter and brighter, more and more brilliant, like a ball of wire on fire, exploding in his mind.

Under the torture of this uncontrolled light, Gould felt a headache to death, and his vision was a blinding white, as if he still felt the heat, and his head was about to be melted by this white light.

"Don't let it ruin your nerves, try to push it into the ashes - the circle in front of you. Draw all the details of the circle in your mind first. Odin ordered.

Gould began to be astonished—his sharper than normal perception told him that everything he was feeling was not false, but that behind the world of appearances, there was a vast world of substance, and this world of substance was so inconsistent with what was preached in the seminary.

In the past, he would just meditate and meditate on every mantra, every mantra, and if he focused enough, the power of the true god would gather from all over his body to his heart, and then this power would burst out and lead to the release of the spell.

Perhaps these are the powers of the true God. He thought, "It's just a different way." ”

He tried to recreate the lines and runes of the ash cage in the sea of spirits, and he had already learned the patterns by heart as the restoration work was underway. Now as long as he thought about it for a moment, the circle was covered with his imagination, and there was a slight glow of darkness.

He tried to push the light particle in his consciousness into the circle. Only to find that the light particles trembled with great amplitude, like a huge meteorite tumbling and falling into the spiritual ocean, and the magic circle in his imagination and the black and white world in his perception were all shaking violently. At the same time, his headache was dozens of times more intense, like a hammer chiseled through his head, making him almost faint.

He wrestled with the particles of light with mental power, like dragging a troll in the water with a fishing net, the particles slowly wriggling in opposite directions under his tug, and he used all his power to pull the particles into the nearly shattered ash cage.

Gould gritted his teeth and bit his lip out of blood, and Odin stuffed a wet towel into his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue off. All he felt was bones breaking all over his body, rolling on the ground in pain, his nails digging into the dirt, and roars echoing through his chest.

Despite his gagged mouth, he hissed and roared as hard as he could, "Ash cage, ash cage, ash cage!"

That damn particle of light finally fell into the virtual circle of the Spirit Sea under the game. Gould's eyes went dark, and he finally fainted to the ground.

"What did you do to him?" asked a mage named Rudolph angrily.

"Nothing, just teach him how to use the circle correctly. Odin clasped his hands and smiled slightly.

"I didn't think it had any effect, I just saw Gould crawling on the ground like a dog. If you want to humiliate him, you don't have to use such despicable means. Rudolph accused.

"If you want to play tricks, cut off an arm, and we'll retreat to the deep valley - rest assured, we won't describe to Lord Hall how stupid you and Lord Larson are. Another mage named Perry threatened.

"Before you question it, look around Gould. Odin crouched down and patted Gould's face gently, the fellow frowned, his eyes closed, and his face pale, as if he had a fever.

After a while, he woke up and sat up with a bullet. He hurriedly looked around him and shouted in horror: "What the hell is going on!"

The surrounding mages hadn't reacted yet, only Odin squinted and smiled.

Gould gasped, "These weeds are all withered!"

The people, who had focused their attention on Gould, waited for him to use the wooden magic seal in his hand to create exaggerated effects of light, electricity, water, and other elements, and when they found no sign of it, they loudly mocked the warlock standing by. Now Gould's cry alerted them, only to find that the sparse weeds around the caster, who were trembling all over, had turned from emerald green to withered yellow!

The withered yellow spread from Gould's side and into the mage's feet, forming a dull, yellow carpet bordering the surrounding green, unnoticed, and barely noticeable to the weeds under the tension.

"You have entered the ashes cage and plundered the weeds. If you pay close attention, you will see that they have lost even moisture, and the air around them is very dry. This is also the effect of the circle. Odin explained slowly.

Gould sat on the ground, desperately trying to calm his breathing, and though he didn't want to believe it, his mind went blank with the facts before him.

The mages around him laughed shamelessly, and Rudolph exclaimed, "If you think such a trick can conquer us, go ahead and try it." Until now, we thought you were deliberately provoking and insulting the honor of the mage. ”

Odin waved his hand and replied, "I didn't say that I would be able to defeat you lords. I mean, Gould, you're going to have to put at least ten of the light particles like that into the circle, and then you'll be able to defeat you all easily. ”

When Gould heard this, his mind was congested, and he almost fell back again: "This ...... It literally killed me. ”

He was hesitant, but he didn't dare to underestimate the power of the circle again, and only by feeling it himself could he understand the horror of the circle. If he were to put ten times the amount of form, as the warlock called it, into the circle, he believed that he could easily kill a person like himself, and he could also make all the power that entered the circle disappear without a trace.

No matter how wild you are on weekdays, as a mage, you have the most basic awe and curiosity for spells. It can be said that without a love for magic, without a devotion to the power of the true gods, it is impossible for anyone to risk their lives to become a mage. Under the temptation of power, Gould was both curious and afraid of the magic circle he had just mastered.

"Mastering it, you are stronger than all your colleagues present, and even comparable to Archmage Rose. Just grit your teeth and push through, and the door to new spells will open to you. "Odin is kind and seductive.

Gould closed his eyes, looking at his head and tail, "Well, I haven't forgotten the gamble - I'm going to see how powerful this piece of wood is." ”