Chapter 11: The Correct Frustration of the Ice Arrow

Looking at the ice arrow that was gradually forming in Otis's hand, Tyrell finally freed himself from his fear, and instantly turned into panic. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Info turned his head and ran.

Otis slowly followed Youya and said: "The most important thing in learning the Ice Arrow is to use mental power to guide, simply put, to make up the composition order of the Ice Arrow. Therefore, a strong mage must have a strong imagination and an excellent sense of space. Otherwise, it's just throwing out a lump of ice. ”

With that, Otis threw the ice arrow that had already formed in his hand and smashed it right on the back of Tyrell's head. Tyrrell stumbled to the ground, and he hurriedly turned over to face Otis, and explained as he backed back with his hands, "I... I'm just not small... Be careful, hands... My hand slipped a little, and my lord, you have spared me a lot, Father!"

Tyrrell made up the reason, he felt like he was about to believe it, but it was useless for Otis not to believe it.

"Do you take me for a fool and believe your nonsense?" Otis asked, smiling.

Tyrrell nodded subconsciously, then shook his head again.

"You mean, you take me for a fool and think a fool doesn't believe you, do you?" said Otis with a smile as if he had said something wrong, and pressed towards Tyrell.

Although he knew that he should shake his head in denial, Tyrell couldn't help the thrill of death, and nodded in affirmation.

Otis threw an ice arrow at Tyrell's feet and continued, "But sometimes, it's not good to be too mentally strong, and too much imagination can be distracting and inaccurate, just like if I throw while talking to you, it's easy to throw it inaccurately." ”

When Tyrrell saw another ice arrow gathered in Otis's hand, he knew he wouldn't let go of himself today. Hurriedly got up from the ground, no longer pretending to be weak, and immediately ran towards the grove in the back mountain.

Odis just followed him, watching the ice arrow in his hand slowly condense, and said to Tyrell, "The most important step is to condense, starting with the tail. The tail is the most central, separate part, with a hard ice core in the middle, surrounded by thin ice. Then there is the middle, which should be made up of crushed ice, but be careful to be symmetrical on the central axis. The more you divide, the better, the more broken the better, and the hardest thing is how to keep it from falling apart during flight. Finally, there is the head, which should be made in the shape of a diamond and set together with the middle, which is the sharpest and most fragile part, and you have to use all your energy to ensure its success. ”

"Stop, kid, and stop struggling. I'll let you testify, true magic. Ois looked at the flickering ice arrow in his hand in obsession, and shouted with magic to Tyrell, who had already run to the edge of the woods.

Tyrrell stopped, and turned. By this time, he had reached a distance of 800 meters from Otis, and he thought that this distance might be safe.

Otis laughed at Tyrell's stupidity and threw an ice arrow at Tyrell. In an instant, the ice arrow approached Tyrell, grazing his left temple. Tyrrell felt a deep chill run over his head, and he hurried back. He only saw a big tree behind him, and there was a hole in the big hole in the big bowl, but that wasn't the point.

He walked over to the tree and saw what was behind it. In a cone-shaped area behind the trees, nearly twenty meters, not a single tree was still standing, and there were the remains of trees everywhere, and ice crystals could be seen flickering from time to time. Directly opposite the tree hole was a column of trees that had been murdered, and Tyrell stood by the tree and watched in amazement, and the trees that had been cut in half or exploded directly in the middle could not be seen at a glance.

At that moment, a portal opened next to Tyrell, and Odis jumped out of the middle. Said to Tyrrell in a daze:

"You see, this is magic, which can make a small icicle do what a dragon can do in half a minute.

So, what do you think magic is?

Magic, sounds like a mysterious word.

Magic, sounds like a divine word!

――However, do you know the meaning of magic?

Magic is the most basic wisdom for the survival and development of life.

The dragon observes nature, studies the truth of various phenomena, and deciphers the first superstitions, which is magic.

The elves skillfully used it to adapt to the environment, improve their lives, and expel threats, hence the spell.

Fear is the ancestor of superstition and the ancestor of all laws

War is the beginning of destruction and the source of creation

Competition, the dragon-eating demon is also the driving force for progress

A scourge of God, a ruthless killer and a harsh mentor

Magic can open up your horizons and allow you to see a completely different world: the verdant flowers and trees come from sunlight, air and water. The wind comes from the flow of air, and the clouds come from the evaporation of water. Burning can return life to the earth, and dissolving can cause rocks to rush into the sea.

Studying magic allows us to see how plants combine sunlight, air, and water into nutrients that nourish flowers. Why the air flows, how the water evaporates and solidifies, and so on.

You need to treat magic as you would like to honor the creator god, rather than treating it as a plaything and a tool to vent your violence. Only in this way will you be able to become a great magician who will be respected by the dragons. ”

Otis looked into Tyrell's eyes, stretched out his right hand, and said to Tyrell, "Now, let me see what you've just learned, and you won't slip again this time." ”

Tyrrell nodded silently, doing what Otis told to do step by step. It took nearly ten minutes to make it, and compared to Otis's beautiful ice arrows, his ice arrows seemed to be put together on an improvised basis, but they were diamond-shaped compared to the previous ball.

Tyrell held his breath and aimed it at Otis's palm, throwing the ice arrow out of the way. Otis was seen to glow with yellow magic from his hands, fending off Tyrell's icy arrows. Otis commented: "It's okay, in every sense. It's nice that you can do that, but you need to do something better. Then you go and practice on your own, I have something to do for a while, and I'll be back soon. During these days, you should take care of yourself, and you must remember what I said. Magic is not a plaything, but the truth of all things. ”

"The most important thing, don't mess with my stuff. Forget it, you can flip through it, don't break it. Otis had wanted to forbid Tyrell to touch his treasure, but he decided that the dragon's curiosity was the most common cause of dragons' deaths, so he changed his tune.

"And what am I going to eat these days?" Tyrell asked, confused, though he already had a bad feeling in his mind.

"Didn't you learn spells, go hunting by yourself, it's a big deal to eat soil. Dragons can digest anything, even eating trees. Don't eat my gems. "Alright, I'm leaving, and after that, I'll turn into a dragon and fly away.

"Well, I'm just leaving, what's so urgent. No matter, find something to eat first. Scratching at the spot where the ice arrow had gotten there, Tyrrell walked straight into the grove, deciding to find something to eat.