Chapter 18 Spell Scroll
"Fireball!"
Mo Lan smiled, but he came to his senses in a flash, quickly carried the flamingo to the shore, and hung it upside down on a tree.
The flamingo was hanging in the air, and blood was constantly gushing out from the wound on its neck. Mo Lan hurriedly used a bamboo tube he had prepared in advance to catch the flamingo's blood.
One barrel, two barrels, three barrels!
When the third tube was half filled, the wound had stopped bleeding. Later, Mo Lan used all his strength to squeeze out a little bit, and barely filled the third tube two-thirds.
After the blood was filled, it was sealed with a stopper. Looking at the three tubes of flamingo blood, Mo Lan frowned slightly, hung the three tubes of flamingo blood directly around his waist, and then his hands worked a little faster.
"I hope this blood doesn't coagulate too quickly."
Mo Lan muttered to himself, and directly plucked some of the flamingo's feathers, then used a dagger to remove the square piece of bird skin about the size of its head.
The bird's skin is light red and feels warm in the hand.
After getting the bird skin, Mo Lan spread it flat on a stone, pulled out a feather to use as a pen, and put the flamingo blood aside as ink.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Lan opened the drawing page, established a three-axis coordinate system, drew the spell model of fireball, and marked each spell node with coordinates.
There are a total of twenty-one coordinates for Fireball, and the most important ones are three points, namely a six-linked point and two five-linked points.
The six passages connected at the same point were dazzling, and even Mo Lan took a while to sort it out.
Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood. Mo Lan took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset, and then started writing. The hollow feather of the flamingo turned into a pen, which was stained with blood that had not yet coagulated and fell on the bird's skin.
One spell node, two spell nodes, three spell nodes...
When the third spell node fell and was connected with a line, Mo Lan's eyes suddenly showed joy.
A fire element energy began to appear on the bird's skin, or rather, it was originally contained in the bird's skin, feathers, and blood, invisible until now, when it was drawn out by the three spell nodes.
Continue drawing.
The spell nodes fell one after another, and Mo Lan kept drawing with the blood in the feather sticky tube. But when the fifth spell node was completed, Mo Lan suddenly found that the flamingo feather in his hand seemed to become a little pale and cold, and the feel was a little wrong.
Mo Lan didn't have time to study it, so he just threw the feather away, plucked out a new flamingo feather, held it in his hand, and continued drawing.
As one node was completed after another, the energy of the fire element on the animal hide became more and more intense, gradually spreading throughout the entire hide. At this time, Mo Lan faced his first challenge.
A five-linked node, this node is linked to five pathways, affecting half of the spell model. Mo Lan doesn't know what the consequences will be if there are errors in the angle and length of the energy pathway, but he believes that is definitely not what he wants to see.
Holding his breath, he dipped the feather in ink and quickly drew it across the bird's skin. The ink box in his mind was spinning rapidly. Mo Lan was fully focused, and only feathers and bird skin were left in his world.
At this moment his hands were as precise as a machine, without any error.
Mo Lan was a little tired and wanted to stop and rest for a while, but soon after he stopped, he found that the fire element energy on the bird skin seemed to begin to dissipate.
This made him anxious, and he immediately picked up the feather pen, dipped it in ink and continued drawing.
As the drawing continued, the fire elements in the blood, feather pen, and animal skin were continuously drawn out by the spell model.
Not long after, the second five-link spell node was successfully completed. Finally, Mo Lan came to the last node of this spell model, which is also the most critical and most difficult to draw six-link point.
This node affects the entire spell model and is the backbone of the entire spell model. Once this spell node fails, Mo Lan feels that the entire spell model will collapse. There is no second possibility.
"call."
One, two, three, four...
Mo Lan's surgical speed gradually slowed down, but he still successfully completed the fifth pathway. However, when he started the sixth pathway, Mo Lan's hand suddenly froze.
At this moment, Mo Lan could clearly feel that the entire spell model was pressing on the hand holding the pen, and the fire element energy that almost covered the bird skin was also completely connected to the feather pen in his hand.
The feather pen, which was apparently as light as a feather, now felt as heavy as a mountain. It made Mo Lan's hand feel heavy and made it extremely difficult to move the feather pen.
Mo Lan naturally understood it in his heart without anyone telling him.
This is the last node, this is the last path. As long as this path is completed, the spell model will be drawn successfully, the experiment will be successful, and I will be able to cast spells without using cartridges.
But at the same time, if this one stroke went wrong, the entire piece of bird skin would turn to ashes in the flames.
"call."
Exhaling gently , Mo Lan held the heavy feather pen and placed it on the bird skin.
The feather pen moved bit by bit, leaving straight and even red lines on the bird's skin.
Although Mo Lan's speed was slow, there was no tremor at all, and he was still as precise as a machine.
boom!
When the last stroke was completed, the feather pen in his hand turned pale and the essence inside was drained out. In Mo Lan's mind, there seemed to be a sound of flames rising.
The last tiny gap on the bird skin was filled, and the full fire element energy covered the entire piece of animal skin.
As the flames started, the bird skin became darker and more ancient in color. It no longer looked like bird skin, but rather like a piece of carefully crafted, expensive thick parchment.
The flames dissipated, and the spell model drawn on it was printed on the inside of the bird skin, as if it was the original pattern on it. Faintly, in a ball of red mist, a three-dimensional spell model slowly rotated.
The spell model was empty, but Mo Lan understood that as long as he held the bird skin and thought about it, he could activate the spell model and instantly complete a series of steps such as attracting and condensing the fire elements in the environment, thus forming a powerful fireball.
The bird skin rolled up and turned dark brown, and the fire element was instantly wrapped in it without leaking out at all, as if it was just an ordinary animal skin scroll.
Pull a hemp rope from the clothes, wrap it around the reel twice, tie it gently and make a bow.
He wanted to draw a second spell scroll while he was still feeling good, but his mental fatigue made him realize that if he forced himself to act, he would probably end up in failure.
"Forget it, let's run away first. With this flamingo hanging here, the smell of blood has spread for who knows how many miles. Who knows what level of monsters this extraordinary monster's blood will attract later."
Before he finished his words, Mo Lan grabbed the flamingo's long legs, threw them on his shoulders, and ran away.
He ran along the stream and after a while he returned to his dilapidated cabin.
The cabin was built beside the stream. Mo Lan was quite satisfied with it at first, but when he thought of the scenery beside Mirror Lake before, he shook his head in boredom and went into the house carrying the flamingo.
