Chapter 10: Magic is Power

Tyrrell pulled out a random book from the stack, titled "Frontiers of Magic" and signed 'Otis Edlaide', and turned the first page with the words "Anatomy of the Humanoid Form, and Simplification and Interpretation of the Powerful Humanoid Transfiguration." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info He couldn't help but exclaim, "Well, what the hell is this?" ā€

Then he stopped Otis as he was about to leave, "Well, I have another question, why do we, as powerful dragons, learn humanoid transfiguration to become weak humanoids?"

Is it because the female is soaked by the protagonist, and the male is hung by the protagonist. Tyrrell thought maliciously in his mind.

Otis stopped: "Why do you ask this suddenly, but since you don't understand, I'll tell you."

In fact, when we dragons move outside as adults, most of them use human form. After all, the dragon form is too big and consumes too much energy, if you have always used the dragon type to move, now in the Ataqi Continent, even the turf should be gnawed away. And the human form can also blend into the crowd, pretend to be a strong brave or something, and hook up with a little girl, but there is no running. At one point, he even blended into the royal palace of the human race. I found that the emperor inside was stirring up the foundation, and when he saw me, not only did he not call the guards, but he also wanted to pull me along, but fortunately I slipped away quickly. ā€

"Well, that doesn't seem to be the point. The point is, when will I be able to learn this spell. Tyrrell asked.

"Theoretically, it is possible now, and every golden dragon has the ability to learn this spell when it is born. So, let's test this theory. Otis listened to Tyrrell's words and suddenly became interested.

"No, no, no, forget it. I'm still learning from the most basic level, so I won't bother you old man. Go and rest. Tyrrell waved his hand and refused, thinking that he was too long to accompany him to contribute to the magic.

After seeing Otis off, Tyrrell sat down on the bed and found a few books that seemed to be on the way for novices, such as "The Eighty-One Frustrations of Ice Arrows"

"Practical Spell Flame Blast Primer" and other lofty names.

Pick up the book and find that it is heavier than you imagined. The most deplorable thing is that although this book has dragon language on the cover, it will be found as soon as you open the content. Yes'The picture is for reference only, please refer to the actual product. 'This kind of cheating situation. Although the author's handwriting is beautiful, although the inserts of the book are exquisite, the pattern of the border is also hand-drawn, and each page is different. However, I don't understand that there is a yarn for it!

But looking at the style of this work, it should be the elf with the highest appearance in the fantasy genre. Tyrrell tried to activate his legacy memory, and suddenly said that he was already cute.

Because he was a little greedy all of a sudden, a large amount of words instantly flooded into Tyrell's mind. He originally thought that it would be convenient to learn it all at once, but he ended up learning all the languages in his memory at once. Now I feel like my whole dragon is cute.

After waiting for a long time, the flow of information in my mind calmed down. He opened one of the books and found that the title of the book in the dragon language was written in Elven language, but at first he used it as a decorative pattern, but who knew that it was the title of the book, could it be the legendary flower script? I always feel like I've heard it.,It's like the princess of the elf clan.,My father always thinks about kidnapping her.,Is it trying to split legs.,But according to the setting.,The dragon clan doesn't seem to have split legs.怂 Forget it, it doesn't matter anyway, it's also about Dalong, and it has nothing to do with him. ’

Tyrrell threw the strange thoughts out of his head and began to read in earnest. As a result, after reading it for a long time, I found that I understood everything written on it, but I just couldn't rub out an ice arrow. It was Binghua who blew himself up. But Tyrrell said that he was already satisfied, after all, he was just an ordinary person before the crossing. Now that he is able to make ice with his abilities, watching the ice flowers explode in his hands can give the dragon a great sense of satisfaction.

Rubbing his stinging face, Tyrell had to sigh at the power of magic. 'Falling from a height of two thousand meters doesn't hurt so much, but fortunately my eyelids are thick enough, otherwise I would be a blind dragon now." ’

His curiosity about magic drove him to study late at night, and because his biological clock was so powerful, he had to open the silent barrier and fall asleep.

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The next day, when Tyrell had been dragged up by Otis and the sun showed its head in the sky, he yawned and said weakly, "What time is it, I worked so late last night, will you let me sleep again?"

Unmoved, Otis followed Tyrell to the back hill and threw Tyrell down mercilessly.

All of a sudden, Tyrell's drowsiness was gone, which was much better than splashing cold water on the alarm and the like. He flapped his wings in vain, but could only land face down.

Tyrrell was completely sleepy, so he had to sit on the spot obediently and watch Otis land gracefully.

Still in the same handsome and flat elf shape, Otis slowly landed in front of Tyrell, and said slowly, "Every day from now on, until you can fly." So, tell me what you learned last night. ā€

"Well, last night! I couldn't even rub the ice arrow, I could only rub a ball. Tyrrell said wryly, saying that he had wasted such a good talent and had learned nothing in one night.

"Why did you learn the Ice Arrow, it stands to reason that the Ice Spear Technique and the Ice Bullet should be better rubbed. Since you can make a puck out, let me see how it goes. With that, he stretched out a hand. Motioning for Tyrrell to hit.

Tyrell quickly condensed a large ice hockey ball, looking at the scum-dropping Otis with a peerless handsome face. The demon raised his hand a little, then closed his eyes and detonated the puck with a snap.

This time, the puck was unusually large, and the ice mist emitted from the explosion filled a large area. When the ice fog cleared, Tyrell saw Otis with a face covered in blood and ice, 'Trouble!'. Tyrell knew he had done something wrong this time, and it was best to abscond as soon as possible. But for some reason, he looked at Otis with a sneer on the corner of his mouth in front of him, but he couldn't move his legs in fear.

"It seems that I am in a hurry, you are still a child, I should not educate you in this way. It was my fault. Otis slowly pulled out the ice pick in his left eye and threw it on the ground, using his magic to regenerate his eyeball. Cleaned up the ice and blood stains on the face.

Otis looked up at Tyrell and said slowly in a cold tone, "Still, it's my fault in the first place. However, it is still not okay for naughty children not to educate them. Come, good boy stand still. Let Baba teach you how to rub the ice arrow. If you stand crookedly, it won't hit you in the head!"

This time it's really going to be over, O Almighty Supreme Creator God, save me. Tyrell, who had never believed in God, could not help but pray in his heart.