Chapter 2082: Desolation at dawn (fourteen)

Chapter 2082, Destroyed at Dawn (14)
At the same time, Bediville's sand boat [Twilight] is in the lounge.
After the wars of the past few days, Bediville finally took the time to practice the spell. He is concentrating on the fire of the curse in the palm of his hand. He moved his right palm around, trying to let the flame move along with his palm, and let the shape of the flame change, in addition to the shape of the sphere, let it grow into a blade shape, making it flatten like Shield.
The fire of this group of spells is not a real flame, but a group of spirits. Its fire has almost no heat, but an excess light that the spirits emit when they exist in this world. So Bedieville was actually very safe when he was "playing the fire," at least not too dangerous for the people around him.
"嘿嘿嘿嘿------" Little Tiger, Obert, curiously watching the werewolf youth playing with fire, and found it very interesting: "This kind of thing even wants to be embarrassed."
"How can you just give the fire of the spell to you like this little devil." Biddyville then gave a look at Ober.
"The boss is distracted." Seeing that the flame of the young man in the wolf's palm changed from a sphere to an irregular shape, Lawrence, who was a "mentor" to give advice, blamed: "Don't worry about what others say, take your own first." The practice is good."
"Okay." Bedyville replied a little unhappy. In fact, he was not willing to let Lawrence be his master of the spell, but the fire of the spell was indeed given to him by Lawrence, and the person he knew could teach him the curse, Lawrence. One only.
The Werewolf youth tried to ignore the harassment of Little Tiger, and concentrated on manipulating the magical flame in his hand and letting it change shape. At Lawrence's request, he successfully turned the spell fireball into a hollow fire ring.
"Very good. The next step is to divide the fire of the spell into several fireballs and control it to float beside you. As for how many can be divided, see how much control you can control yourself." Lawrence said again.
"Let the fire of the spell split? Is this kind of thing OK?"
"It's not a real split. It's actually a fire of spells, but the form becomes a few fireballs floating apart." Lawrence explained: "Do you get it?"
"I try." The Werewolf youth is now more focused on manipulating the fire of the spell. It is really just a fire of [a] spell, even if it is divided into multiple fireballs, it is only a change in form. Bediville successfully divided the fireball of a spell of fire into five, then let them float and circle slowly around himself.
"The boss is so powerful, just be able to do this in the near future." Lawrence then sighed: "I thought that when I turned the fire of the spell into this form, it only took three months to practice, and The biggest one can only change four fireballs. The gap is so huge, it is simply envious of me."
"Well, my ex-wife is a wizard. Because of my ex-wife's relationship, I know a little about the spell. Of course, there is a difference between the spells that you have refined from scratch." Betdiwell said.
"Then I think the first stage of cultivation, the boss you should not have a big problem, then just spend more time to familiarize with the use, and cultivate a higher tacit understanding with the fire of your spell." Lawrence smashed his head again: "The first stage will be here first. The next stage is the second stage, the nature of the spell changes."
"The change in nature? Has it changed before?" Biddyville asked with a sigh of relief.
"No, the first stage of cultivation is only a fire of the spell. [Form change]. Whether it is the blade of the flame, the ring of fire, or the fireball of multiple divisions, it is only a change in form, but there is no nature. Variation." Lawrence reached out and summoned the fire of his curse: "The change in nature is something else. For example, like this ------"
There was a clear liquid in his palm, and the liquid swirled with the change of the spell's fire. He was finally drawn by the fire of the spell, flying around the fireball in the air, and was lit and turned into a There is a fireball with actual heat.
"Extracting the oil from the body and turning the fire of the spell into a truly lethal fireball is the simplest way to change the skill. I know that you should be able to do this easily, but how delicate it is, It is another matter."
"I don't just draw oil from the body to make a fireball that can burn. Look at me." Biddyville also tried to order his own spell of fire and do the same thing. A slightly turbid liquid gushed from his palm, was drawn by the fire of the spell and danced in the air, lit, and soon became a magical fireball with actual heat. The heat of the flame is slightly higher, and even Bettiville himself feels a little dangerous. There is a sense of tension that can be burned at any time.
"The clarity of the oil is not high enough, it is mixed with impurities, and the oil is extracted too much. The heat of the flame is too big to burn itself." Lawrence commented mercilessly: "It seems that you still practice the training."
"Know it." Biddiville replied a little unhappy.
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"However, extracting oil is not the only part of the nature of the spell. The body can extract more things, water, oil, minerals, especially iron, even when sucking into the lungs." Oxygen, hydrogen, and nitrogen can be separated and extracted. Extremely speaking, you can even extract carbon dioxide from the body and form a carbon powder in the palm."
"It's all compared to the alchemist." Bettiville couldn't help but spit.
"And alchemy is still very far away. Human active tactics can control alchemy to do very precise things. Now give the command of the spell of fire, let the fire of the spell be done, and it must be indirectly drawn through your body. Substance. The number of steps is so many that the difficulty has soared several times. "Lawrence blinked: "The extraction of gases and solids is extremely difficult, and it is basically impossible to do without long-term practice. And the more pure material is extracted, The difficulty of extraction is higher. Extracting oxygen from the air is already a very difficult nature change in the spell."
Bedyville nodded and seemed to understand.
"The curse can completely extract the oxygen from the air and make the fire of the spell more powerful." Lawrence raised the burning fireball in front of him, pointing it to the air, as if blowing It is pure oxygen. The effect of being assisted by oxygen has gained, and the flame of the spell fireball burns more vigorously. The original fire red suddenly turns into a deeper blue flame with higher energy. This fireball should have thousands of degrees of heat. However, the fire of the spell uses the enchantment to bind the flame to a constant enchantment. Its heat is basically not leaked, so there is no burn of Lawrence holding the spell fireball.
"Oh, it’s amazing, just like a firework." On the side of the audience, Obert was fascinated.
"If you mix the compressed hydrogen inside, the fireball will be released after a moment of throwing it out, and it will produce a terrible explosion." Lawrence added: "But this is too dangerous, I will not demonstrate it."
"The uncle who has eaten a meal demonstrates something else." The tiger boy squatted on the sidelines.
"Eating a meal..." Lawrence showed a smile-like expression, and a blue vein appeared on the forehead. The name "Uncle who eats a meal" must be said by Kate that the little devil teaches Ober.
However, he did not have a general knowledge of these little devils. He quickly released the heat, let the flame of the spell fireball go out, and then pinched the unheated curse fireball in the palm: "If it is just extracting minerals... .. I look at it, extracting the iron from the blood, it becomes like this ------"
Bedieville can clearly see that something dark is squirming in Lawrence's palm and quickly condenses into something. It was a dark red iron block, and it could even be said to be a perfect round iron bead. It is probably as big as a soy bean.
"Call, it is really tiring to refine the iron." After Lawrence finished, he couldn't help but squeeze a sweat.
"Is it really okay to make such a thing?" Bettiville couldn't help but ask. Extracting iron from the blood should be a behavior that is highly depleted. If it is not good, it will make the operator anemia, and it is iron deficiency anemia.
"It’s okay to go back to eat. The boss remembers to treat." Lawrence said.
"You just finished eating rice." Biddyville spoke: "And still have a meal."
"This is not the point." The curse slammed his face and refute the spit of the werewolf youth: "In short, this is the case. The change in the nature of the spell is basically achieved by taking raw materials from the human body. It is good to take care when taking raw materials. Don't up the water and oil in your body, it will kill people."
Bedyville looked at Lawrence up and down: "I don't understand. Why don't you eat more, so there are more [ammunition] in your body, in case you need it?"
"When you talk about the point, there is really a curse who usually eats hard and eats himself as a dead fat man, thinking that there will be more [ammunition] in the actual combat, which is more beneficial." Dao: "But obviously this is wrong. The metabolism of fat people is faster than ordinary people. Drain a few hundred pounds of dead fat, let him suddenly become thin, what will happen? The person will collapse. And it is faster and more prosperous than the normal person. The practical experience proves that the big fat man is not as effective as the thin man with the spell. 呃 呃, the above is the original words of the teacher, I just copied Only."
"Oh." The werewolf youth sighed with relief and squeezed his belly in the hand.
He is also an extremely strong individual in the orc. His orthopaedic materials are formed after a long period of training and accumulation. The ordinary orcs are far from being as strong as Bettiville.
But his subtlety is reflected in the lack of a bit of fat, his body is actually very little fat, and he has used a lot of spells recently. He always feels that the more spells he uses, the less excess fat he has. I am afraid that it is not being consumed. Before, he thought that Lawrence would ask him to eat more fatty things to gain weight. It seems that this is not necessary now.
"I don't understand. Every time a spell is taken from the body of the surgeon to be cast, it is so harmful to the user's body. Why use it. Is it just fine to use the spell directly?" Complained.
"Do you still understand this boss?" Lawrence blinked: "Because humans use spells, there will be no [petrochemical punishment]."