Chapter 58 Night Raid
"The warrior's job change is to imprint stronger spells into the body after the physical fitness reaches a certain standard, so that the spells can be released and fighting spirit with the same attributes as the spells can be extracted from the body.
Fighting spirit has only two effects, one is to release spells, or to stimulate muscles to burst out with powerful strength and speed.
Second, Dou Qi stimulates the body in a unique way, tempers the body, and increases physical strength."
Mo Lan looked at his previous analysis of the warrior's job change before making the final confirmation.
"The job transfer method I designed is the same as that of a warrior, using a permanent imprint. Once a spell model is imprinted, it is almost impossible to change. To advance in the future, you can only use a stronger spell model with the same attribute.
The future advancement of the mage will probably be the same. When the magic power contained in my body has reached the limit of my current physical condition, I must find other spells or methods to enhance my physical fitness, so that I can make the subsequent breakthrough.
Or I could find another way to carry the magic in other ways.
However, I always feel that it is a bit strange for a mage like me to keep trying to improve my physique."
Mo Lan thought about it and shook his head.
"No, no, no, how can you say it's weird? I created the mage, so it's naturally my turn to define it.
A mage must have a physique comparable to that of a warrior, and then be able to bombard the warrior with spells continuously.
Yeah, that’s it.”
After Mo Lan made a joke, he finally dispelled the tension in his heart.
Slowly crushing the bear's tough supernatural core into powder, streams of magic power gushed out from the broken supernatural core.
Continue grinding, and when the powder is almost done, pour it into the blood.
The powder and blood merged and stirred, and gradually, the blood began to emit a faint light, like the reflection of the stars.
The blood was in a big bucket, dotted with starlight, like a dream.
This bear had a lot of blood, and when Mo Lan sat cross-legged, his legs and waist were soaked in it.
He used a towel to smear the glowing bear blood on his body, and from time to time his entire body was covered in the sticky blood.
Mo Lan felt a force beginning to erode his body, bringing burning pain wherever it passed, as if his skin and muscles were about to be torn apart by this force.
Mo Lan clenched his teeth and felt the erosion of this force. When the spell model slowly began to take shape in his body, Mo Lan, who had been waiting for a long time, began to interfere.
The mental force penetrated into the body and quickly locked onto the spell nodes that were taking shape.
This is the spell node of the original Bear's Tenacity. If Mo Lan does not interfere, it won't take long for Mo Lan to successfully imprint the original Bear's Tenacity.
But that was not what Mo Lan wanted. The improved Bear's Tenacity also had thirty spell nodes, but its effect on strengthening physical fitness was 30% stronger than the original version.
Of course, this is based on canceling the strength bonus.
The mental force moves with the heart, capturing those concentrated forces and guiding them to the right place.
A three-dimensional spell model slowly took shape within Mo Lan's body.
Bear's Tenacity - Modified 10086 version!
Mo Lan could feel that his physical fitness had been enhanced to a certain extent, roughly equivalent to the toughness of a bear.
When changing jobs to a warrior, the higher the level of the extraordinary core and monster blood used, the higher the physical requirements will be. Otherwise, you may be seriously injured or even killed by the violent force.
And once you can endure it, your physical fitness will be enhanced to a corresponding degree.
“So a warrior who uses a level 1 spell and a level 5 Warcraft blood job transfer is so weak?
No, I guess the weaker warriors are stronger than me. After all, they have been promoted to level 5, and their physical fitness was stronger than mine before they changed their jobs.
When I use Bear's Fortitude again, I should be about the same as a warrior using a first-level spell and a fifth-level Warcraft blood job transformation.
Regardless of their combat power, at least their physical fitness will be similar."
"Ding, congratulations to the player for successfully changing his job to warrior."
"Ding, physical attribute +3!"
Mo Lan opened the property panel and saw two system prompts.
And now his physical fitness has reached eleven points, and the bear's toughness also adds three points to his physical fitness.
In other words, his current physical attributes can be considered as fourteen points.
Thinking of this, Mo Lan suddenly discovered a problem.
"Hey, I already have 14 points of physical fitness. If someone uses a level 3 status spell to change his job to a warrior, and I help him change the spell model to be permanently activated, then wouldn't his physical fitness and fighting spirit explode?
Uh, that's not right, they can't sustain the consumption, the warrior's fighting spirit is refined from his own body, unlike the mage who can directly use mental power to refine magic power from the environment."
"Phew, anyway, I am now a warrior. Well, I have two jobs. As long as I can successfully refine the magic power later, this job change will be perfect."
Mo Lan was extremely excited that the hard work for so long had paid off.
However, at this moment, a wave of wind element suddenly erupted downstairs, followed by a body of wood shattering.
Mo Lan's face changed and he quickly ran downstairs to take a look at Al's room.
Al was seen lying on the bed with five scrapped wind blade scrolls in his hands.
Turning his head to look at the window, he saw pieces of unrecognizable bodies mixed with window fragments and broken bricks that had fallen from the wall.
Mo Lan used his mental power to sense it slightly, and his expression became cautious.
"Two professionals? Al, what's going on?"
Al put down the five scrapped wind element scrolls in his hands, picked up the five fireball scrolls again, and spoke softly.
"Sir, I heard someone outside the window when I was sleeping, and then I used five spell scrolls at once when they opened the window and came in, and the wind blades tore them to pieces."
There was a hint of coldness in Mo Lan's eyes, but he still said with a smile.
"Okay, well done. If someone dares to sneak in next time, just use magic to blast him."
"Yes, sir."
Having just killed a few people, Al's face did not show any fluctuation. Instead, Mo Lan's praise made him a little happy.
"Go ahead, take the quilt and go to my room to spend the night there. I'll ask someone to fix it tomorrow and I'll take care of things here."
"yes."
Al left holding the quilt, and Mo Lan grabbed five spell scrolls in one hand, a total of ten in both hands, and said lightly.
“Five spell scrolls can cover and instantly kill a level 5 warrior.
I don't know if higher-level warriors can resist or dodge, but I have ten spell scrolls here. If you don't come out, I'll cast them towards you."
A man at the corner of the wall seven meters away was shivering, looking at the pool of minced meat on the ground with fear on his face.
He saw everything that happened clearly. He saw with his own eyes that the moment his two colleagues opened the window, five wind blades whizzed in and cut them into pieces. There was not even a scream from them, only an extremely strong smell of blood.
A kid! He's just a kid, why does he have so many spell scrolls?
Why didn't he ask a single question? Ask at least one question!
But when he heard Mo Lan mention ten spell scrolls, his legs went weak and he started to tremble.
