Chapter 161 Combination Effect: Flying
"What type of spell do I need right now?"
Mo Lan took out a piece of paper and wrote a line on it.
"Attack? The third-ring attack spells are already relatively weak to me, and I also have two third-ring attack spells, Lightning and Dark Fireball, which can take both single-target and group attacks into account. You don't need it."
X!
"Defense? I do lack a defense spell. Although the third-ring level is a bit low, I can first design a third-ring defense spell to lay the foundation for creating a fourth-ring defense spell in the future. However..."
At this moment, an idea that had been in Mo Lan's mind for a long time suddenly popped up .
"I have an idea that I have tried before but it didn't work, so why not try it now?"
Mo Lan immediately used his mental power to draw a spell model.
Without the involvement of any elements, the spell model is activated simply by drawing it with mental power.
The hand of the mage!
Mo Lan felt the strength of the wizard's hand a little, and a smile appeared on his face.
"This spell should not be included in the ordinary spells, let alone the first-level spells.
It does not require any elemental energy. Although the spell model has only a dozen spell nodes, the effect of this spell can be enhanced with the increase of mental power.
No, that's not right. The Mage's Hand only gives the mind the ability to interfere with matter, and the power of the Mage's Hand depends entirely on the strength of my mind?"
Mo Lan suddenly realized this, and a flash of inspiration came to his mind.
"If we follow this line of thought, it seems that we can create similar spells that are not linked to strength. I only grant certain abilities, and the strength is completely linked to a certain attribute of your own..."
Mo Lan became slightly excited.
"Wouldn't a spell created in this way be a gradeless spell?
Although it looks like only one or two rings, the actual level of this spell will be determined by your own strength.
Just like a wizard's hand that keeps getting stronger, won't it never become obsolete?"
This thought made Mo Lan's eyes light up, and he immediately wrote it down in his notebook.
After recording his thoughts at this time, Mo Lan continued his experiment.
Although the idea he just thought of was very attractive and made Mo Lan a little impatient, he still decided to finish the task at hand first, because the idea that was about to be verified also made Mo Lan very excited.
"Before, the third-level mage's hand couldn't move me, so can the fourth-level mage's hand do it?"
A smile appeared on Mo Lan's face, and his mental power directly wrapped around himself, then lifted him up little by little.
Gradually, Mo Lan left the ground and floated twenty centimeters above the ground. Feeling this wonderful feeling, a hint of surprise appeared on Mo Lan's face.
But at this time, beads of sweat also appeared on his forehead.
With a dull sound, Mo Lan sat down on the ground, beads of sweat sliding down his forehead. Mo Lan wiped the sweat off his face, and fatigue could not hide the smile on his face.
“It’s really possible, but the power of the mage’s hand is still too weak. If it were stronger, it would definitely be easier.
No, I could achieve the same effect if I were lighter.”
Mo Lan instantly remembered a spell and immediately called out its spell model.
"Cat's Grace!"
Cat's Grace comes with a spell structure that reduces weight. Mo Lan often casts Cat's Grace on himself before using Fire Resist Ring, so that he can move a greater distance.
As a second-level spell, the Cat's Grace, its spell model had been studied thousands of times by Mo Lan. Without even looking at it a second time, Mo Lan extracted the part of the spell structure that reduced the body's weight.
“I’ve had the idea of creating a spell to reduce body weight for a long time, but I’ve never found the time to do it.
Now is a good time to create a spell to reduce body weight."
Mo Lan muttered to himself, his pen moving rapidly across the manuscript, leaving behind page after page of spell model sketches and page after page of derivation processes.
"Add spell nodes, increase the strength of this structure, add magic lines, adjust the relative positions of spell nodes and magic lines, self-consistent design... OK, done!"
Mo Lan muttered to himself. After being promoted to the fourth ring and his mental strength became stronger, his thinking became more agile, allowing Mo Lan to study with ease. After a while, a brand new second-ring spell model appeared in front of Mo Lan.
A secondary structure cut out from a second-level spell model was transformed into a second-level spell. No trace of the original spell can be found in this new spell model.
Originally there were only seven spell nodes, but now this second-level spell has a total of forty -two spell nodes, which is almost the same as the Cat's Grace itself.
"What's your name?"
Mo Lan pondered over it, and after a while he used his magic power to construct the spell model and threw it at himself.
Mo Lan felt his body lighten instantly, and with a light jump he reached a height of two or three stories, but when he landed he was also very light and slow.
"Well, I remember there was a spell in the game that could make the body lighter and fall down like a feather, called Feather Fall.
Mine has a similar effect, so let’s call it Feather Fall Technique!
Second level spell, Feather Fall!"
Mo Lan felt his body floating lightly, and struck while the iron was hot. He wrapped himself with his mental power and lifted himself up.
This time is different from just now.
Under the state of Feather Fall Technique, Mo Lan lifted himself up very easily with his mental strength.
Mo Lan moved up and down, left and right in the air, but the strength of his mental power was limited, so his movement speed was not very fast. If he moved faster, he might be able to catch up with the old lady.
"Isn't it just displacement? I can do it!"
Mo Lan's clever little brain immediately thought of a solution. He slowly floated out of the window and cast a spell on himself.
"Water Shield!"
After the water shield technique was formed, Mo Lan threw a fire resistance ring under his feet.
spray!
The sudden appearance of a ring of fire on the fourth floor of the Mage Tower attracted the attention of all nearby mages.
They looked up and saw a blue shadow passing by.
"Hmm? What's that?"
But after the blue shadow slowed down, they suddenly discovered that the blue shadow was actually Mo Lan who was wearing water shield.
Everyone widened their eyes in shock, and the next moment they took a breath of cold air and looked at Mo Lan fanatically.
"Fuck, the instructor is in heaven?!"
"Instructor, I want to learn this!"
"Instructor, I want to learn this too!"
Mo Lan listened to the shouts below and a smile appeared on his face.
"Keep calm, don't do any basic exercises."
As he spoke, Mo Lan threw another fire resistance ring under his feet.
Bang!
A ring of fire exploded, and Mo Lan, who was in the air, suddenly rushed out.
“Instructor!!”
Suddenly there was a loud shout from below.
Mo Lan felt a little strange when he heard this.
Why are you yelling so loudly? You seem a little anxious?
"careful!"
As soon as Mo Lan heard these two words clearly, he bumped into the giant water shield of the Mage Tower and felt dizzy.
Bang!
Mo Lan fell to the ground. For a moment, there was complete silence, and one could have heard a pin drop.
Mo Lan on the ground silently covered his face with his hands. The ground sank silently. Before other mages came, Mo Lan silently drilled a hole in the ground.
Slip away...
