Oster opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that the USB flash drive on his chest, which had been useless, projected an electronic interface, revealing graphics and text that only he could see. The pages of the book on the side are turning in a hula la;

["There is no distinction between high and low, high and low, good and evil, for all attributes, types, traits and spells, as well as those of planets, races, and genders. "The data search is complete, source: "Mortal Spell Casting System" Chapter 3, Section 7, Line 23; Author: Sargeras. Related literature: "There is no good, no evil, no light, only energy"; Author: Yael Benedictas. 】

Crushed to the ground by the prisoners around him, Oster was almost unable to breathe, thinking about it; Is this a retrieval system, I didn't figure out how to use this thing all the way, but now it's suddenly working, does it have to meet certain conditions?

There is also a dialog box next to it, which says [Spell: Truth Word Shield (Level 1) has been resolved, are you sure to use it?] 】

Oster didn't know what that meant, so he struggled to move the cursor with his mind and clicked the confirm button. In an instant, a dazzling light erupted, and he was caught off guard, blinded for a second;

Feeling the pressure on his body suddenly lessen, Oster groped his way to his feet. After recovering his vision, he saw that the prisoners around him who had restrained him had been thrown out by the 70-8 landing bullets, and they fell to the ground and groaned.

He didn't know what was going on, and he looked down at a loss to see a swaying spherical film of light enveloping his body. The instructors were also greatly surprised, and after seeing the spell on Oster's body, the leader of the instructors said in disbelief;

"This is, the Divine Art of Shingrum...... What's the matter, why would a pariah beggar use the Holy Light spell? ”

In Oster's mind, the memories of a few days ago began to slowly revival. It wasn't until this moment that he finally figured out what had happened when he faced the true body of the Dreaded Demon King on that night when the chrysanthemums were slightly broken;

At that time, as now, all the spells in my sight were read and recorded by e-books, and as long as you clicked the button on the book, you could copy them back as they were. To use an inappropriate analogy, it's like a chakra, except that it doesn't need to consume its own energy at all.

It was by relying on this "stealing" skill that he was able to fight back and forth with Solarius. The bat-transformation technique that he relied on when he finally escaped was also a stolen Dreadlord skill.

As for the number after the spell, it seems to indicate that there is a limit to the number of times you can copy it for free, and you can only use it once at most for each spell you steal a spell; That's why he couldn't release a single skill after that, thinking that the USB flash drive was a pure waste gold finger.

Because of the suddenness of the incident, and the damage and stimulation he received were too great, he actually completely forgot about it afterwards - if he knew that this was the case, he wouldn't have to be so miserable these days!

In front of them, the Holy Sect soldiers did not dare to rush forward and discussed their next move with each other. Oster's gaze fell on a Mentor behind him, the same spellcaster who had just cast a shield spell on his teammates.

In Auster's field of vision, the cursor and dialog box not only showed spell details, but also clearly marked items that contained magical energy—such as something that the Instructor had hidden in his sleeve.

Oster stared at the USB flash drive interface and read out the annotations displayed on the side; "Spell Scroll, Second Class 2, Consumables, Inscription Ink, and Birch Grain Paper Construction. Used to store fixed spell energy, with spell insurance. Stored Spell: Smite (Level 2). ”

The instructor was stunned, and in a panic, the thing fell to the ground, it was a scroll with golden runes written on it, exactly what Oster said.

Oster continued; "It seems that the so-called Divine Light Favor is an outright lie, as long as you open the scroll and recite the insurance spell, anyone can unleash any spell, including holy magic."

"Don't talk nonsense there, it's just a trick!" The leader of the Instructors interrupted Oster's words and rushed up and slashed with his sword.

But Oster did not retreat or dodge. The light shield on his body shone brightly, the blade of the sword was directly bounced back, and the leader was hit by the reaction force and retreated again and again.

The reason why Oster dared to stand still was that the USB flash drive interface clearly displayed: [Upcoming attack -32, shield remaining absorption 124, defensible type: physical and collision attack.] 】

The leader steadied himself, and the hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably. Relying on the mantra shield that still existed on his body, he was not injured in the impact just now. Needless to say, however, he had come to realize that the light on Oster's body was not a trick, but a holy light spell that was exactly the same as his own;

The leader hurriedly ordered his men behind him to break the shield, and the caster no longer hid, picked up the scroll on the ground, ripped open the safe, and began to chant the incantation.

[Scroll Magic: Smite, Spell Level 2, Type Height, Pierces Resistance and Absorber Shields.] 】

Before the caster could finish the spell, the USB flash drive read the spell that was about to be released.

But this spell is of a high level, the spell is complicated, and the instructor is obviously not a skilled spellcaster, and he has not finished casting the spell for half a day; Oster couldn't stand it anymore, raised his hand and waved out a golden light, and said, "The spell you want to put on, is this it?" ”

Because it is copied as it is, there is no need for cast time and energy consumption at all, and it can even be released before the unskilled copied.

Under the astonished gaze of the leader of the Instructors, the golden light that flew from Oster's fingers pierced the light shield around him, and he rose into the air, his sword out of his hand, and fell to the ground screaming, spitting blood.

The spellcaster was so frightened that he stopped casting the spell, looked at the tragic situation of the leader, and then looked at Oster, and said tremblingly, "No scrolls, no spells, you can instantly cast a second-level holy art, at least you have to be a knight captain or a bishop priest to do it......"

The leader wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and scolded his subordinates, saying, "Don't be stupid, he must have a scroll hidden somewhere on his body, I've seen a lot of charlatans." Let's go together, don't give him a chance to recite the incantation! ”

It seems that this man is unusually stubborn, and in this situation, he still thinks that his side still has a chance to win. Although his men were suspicious, they obeyed the leader's orders. The two soldiers outflanked one on the left and one on the right, and the leader who had fallen to the ground also got up and picked up his long sword.

Oster had no idea at this time, and the spells of copying the other party had just run out, and it would be bad if they only used physical attacks, and the shield on his body was only enough to absorb two or three more attacks.

Osted stepped back unconsciously, thinking about what to do. It would be nice to have a powerful offensive spell. At this time, a dialog box popped up on the interface of the USB flash drive with his thoughts;

[Remaining Quantity of Spell Library: 1.] Name: Inquisition (Fire Specialization), Spell Level 5. 】

Still have the remaining spells? Oster suddenly remembered that he had witnessed the whole process when the paladin killed the old man during the day, so that spell was also recorded.

However, that trial technique is obviously of a very high level, not comparable to the three-legged cat scroll trick of the instructor in front of him, can such a high-level spell also be copied?

The situation could no longer allow him to think about it, and Oster clicked OK on the interface. As the abundant energy covered his body, his body emitted a dazzling light, which was so bright in the night that it was difficult to see directly. All three instructors were stunned by this scene and stopped at the same time;

Auster's body, the golden light as the sun reflected him like a god, and the eyes of the prisoners around him widened.

One of the disciples muttered, "This, this is the brilliance of the high-level holy arts, and only those who have been personally favored by the Supreme Holy Lord are qualified to call for such a holy light......

Following the spell guidance on the interface, Oster gathered the energy of his whole body on one arm, and then pointed to the sky, and a holy fire immediately appeared in the sky;

Then he waved his arm vigorously, and with his movements, a golden thunderbolt streaked across the night sky, and a huge hammer condensed by light fell from the sky, and exploded into red flames when it touched the ground. In the violent explosion, the earth trembled slightly.

After the fire and impact, the smoke cleared, leaving a three-foot square crater-like scorched earth on the ground ahead.

The leader of the Cult was slumped on the ground, his face blackened by the soot, the edge of the scorched pit only three inches from his feet. He was so frightened that he not only threw away his sword, but also wet his pants and sat there shaking like chaff.

Oster can actually use the interface cursor to precisely control the distance and location of the attack, but he did not choose to kill the opponent with a direct hit;

Because the problems of this world lie in the fundamental concept and order, this account cannot be simply counted on the heads of a few low-level soldiers. At least to the extent that they were witnessed, these instructors were hateful, but they did not commit the crime of causing death.

The remaining two instructors were also scattered, and one of the instructors trembled and said, "How is it possible, Supreme Holy Lord, how can you favor a beggar......

The instructor next to him hurriedly interrupted him in a low voice, "Idiot, stop talking!" I haven't heard of some high-ranking priests and knights, who like to use weird ...... Uh, is there a special way to practice micro-service? ……”

The first instructor suddenly realized, but he was even more frightened. The two soldiers did not stand anywhere, nor did they flee, and they did not dare to look into Oster's eyes.

Seeing this, Oster made a plan and said in a deep voice, "You have ruined my good deeds, rats. Before I get really angry, hurry up and give me a dissipation. ”

The two soldiers were grateful, quickly picked up the leader who couldn't stand up, and ran away. Oster breathed a sigh of relief, the spell he had stolen had been used up, and he didn't know what to do if he continued to confront each other.

He picked up the sword that the instructor had discarded and cut the ropes that bound the prisoners one by one. When the prisoners saw that Oster not only blamed him for what had just happened, but also released everyone, thanked him for his kindness, and then fled one after another.

After everyone left, Oster picked up the USB stick hanging on his chest and studied it carefully.

It's time to study this strange e-book, and I can't even figure out my own golden finger, so how can I risk it in the future.