Townsend was certainly not a spellcaster in the ordinary sense of the word for Pheren at the moment.

Although he can also cast spells, as long as he is a spellcaster, he can see that his magic is not like a means of spells, but more like dragons are born to breathe, and eye demons are born to petrify.

But it doesn't matter, he can be.

In fact, the creation of a spell that uses idealistic magic as the core to drive Faeron's magic to cast magic has been studied almost by Townsen.

It's just that I've been on the road for the past two days, and I don't have the energy to push open the last door.

Now, it's time.

"Please give me a moment."

Tang Sen said a word to Rhubarb, then sat down on the ground casually, and took out a lot of paper from the dimensional bag, which was already densely covered with words and patterns.

Trish leaned over to take a look, and saw that it was all words that she couldn't read at all, and the patterns were plausible.

"It's not like a spell model." She said hesitantly, "More like some kind of human study?" ”

Tang Sen just smiled, it was normal for Tracey not to understand.

The creation of spells in this world relies on sophisticated spell models and the study of the outside world, while the spell creation of the spell system relies on the mind, the study of the self, and in the magic of the self, thinking about what kind of magic to use, what kind of spell and even what kind of emotions and thoughts to achieve the effect of the spell.

The spell that Townsend was creating now, although the effect sounded magical, it was not even a difficult spell.

It doesn't need to involve space like Phantom Shifting, nor does it need to involve the soul like Avada's Curse, the only thing involved is just its own magic, and in terms of difficulty, it is easier than the Shadowless Blade created by Professor Snape.

If it weren't for the fact that no wizard had ever studied this aspect, with Town's attainments in ancient magic, it wouldn't have even taken so much time.

Time passed little by little, and Townsend was completely immersed in the world of magic.

Rhubarb is clearly a patient being, or rather, time doesn't mean much to a magical creation.

Trish wanted to study the magic equipment around her, but was stopped by Rhubarb, so she could only find a storybook out of boredom, lean against the pillar of the elevator, and quickly indulge in it.

Barn looked at the two of them, scratched his head, sighed, and sat on the sidelines, not knowing what he was thinking.

"That's it."

Townsen's words broke the silence.

He slowly stood up and raised his hand a little.

"Illumination!"

The top of Barn's head began to glow brightly.

Barn: "."

"Boss, you-"

"Handy."

Tang Sen waved his hand, ignored him, just looked at Rhubarb, and said, "Now, I can be regarded as a spellcaster, right?" ”

"Tricks?" There was no sarcasm in Rhubarb's tone, he didn't have this function, but there was still a meaning in the words.

"Not to mention the Arcanists, you haven't even gotten started yet."

Netherel has its own pride, even if it's just a magical creation.

The current Nine-Ring Mages may be a figure in Faeron, but they are only apprentices in Netheril.

The so-called Arcanist, if it were to be called Faeron, should be called a legendary mage.

And the legendary mage has just touched the mystery of magic, and those great arcanists, which one of them is not easy to change the world, and can easily turn the desert into an oasis and turn the ice field into moist soil?

"Your request is only for the caster, not the Arcanist."

Townsend said this, but sat down again: "It's okay, I can continue." ”

He walked towards Emerald Hope and said, "Can I borrow your spell book?" ”

The spell book is the most important tool of a mage, and every mage will record all the spells he has or know in the spell book, so that they can record them in their spell slots when they meditate and memorize spells every day.

Mages are very reluctant to give their spell books to others, which means sharing all their knowledge with others.

But Trish apparently has no such taboos.

She naturally took out the spell book from her dimensional bag and handed it to Tang Sen, only to add: "This. You have to give it back to me when you run out, after all, this is the most important thing the teacher gave me. ”

Tang Sen raised his eyebrows slightly.

He flipped a page casually.

"Finger of Death, Seven Rings Necromancy, Cast Range, 60 feet, Spell Components: V (Speech), S (Pose), Duration: Immediately."

"You send out negative energy that pierces a creature you can see within cast range and causes it to suffer, and the constitution of that creature determines whether it is exempt from the spell, if not, the creature will be killed and turned into a zombie under your control, and then try to follow your verbal instructions."

"The spell model is as follows."

He looked up, "You're actually interested in necromantic spells?" ”

Tricy was a little embarrassed and said, "No. This spell book was given as a gift by the teacher. ”

"In it, she recorded all the existing spells of the Ten Rings and below."

Townsen: "."

Barn, Naomi: "."

"The Book of Ten Thousand Laws?" Barn couldn't help but speak, "I've heard of this artifact, but it's only recorded spells from the Nine Rings and below."

"No wonder Rhubarb thinks you don't need the legacy of the Mage Tower at all." Naomi sighed rarely.

Trihy's face turned red and she lowered her head.

"Aren't you afraid that I won't return such a precious thing?" Townsend looked at Tracy with a smile.

"No, we're partners, you won't do that." Trish said hurriedly.

It was as if Townsend was questioning because she had done something wrong.

"Yes." Tang Sen smiled, lowered his head and flipped the spell book to the front.

It's strange that this book is obviously not too thick, at least not thick enough to record all the spells - after all, the spell content of the first ring only occupies one page of the spell book, the second ring occupies two pages, and so on, the spells of the nine rings need nine pages to record.

And the legend is even greater.

"The book itself should have rules for space."

Tang Sen didn't think deeply, and casually flipped through a one-ring spell.

"Greasy, a spell spell with a ring, cast range: 60 feet, spell composition: V (speech), S (pose), M (a small piece of pigskin or butter), duration: 1 minute, you specify a point within the cast range, the smooth grease covers a 10-foot square area around that point, any creature standing within its radius must decide with its agility whether to exempt the spell or fall to the ground."

It's a spell that requires words, gestures, and even casting materials.

But Townsend paid no attention to any of this, he just looked at the spell model of the spell.

After a while, he lifted his finger and pointed to a point.

"Greasy Technique!"

A greasy ground suddenly appeared, and Barn slipped and fell to the ground unexpectedly.

(End of chapter)