Chapter 165 (1/2)

There is also the last spell ”warm”. Abel in the state of Epiphany just glanced at the sheepskin scroll on the desktop that recorded the ”warm” spell, and all the information about the ”warm” spell came into his mind.

”Warm” magic is a special kind of magic, not only because of its complicated pattern, but also because this kind of magic should be like the pattern of a level 1 wizard, which is fixed in the mind with magic force.

This is almost the same as one more promotion, but the effect of ”warm” magic is so out of proportion to the learning time, which makes most wizards give up the magic.

But Abel is different. First of all, he is not afraid of complicated patterns in the state of Epiphany, just spending more time.

Secondly, he knows better than other people how powerful this kind of magic can strengthen the effect of restoring mana in proportion if he has the treasure of restoring mana in the future.

In Abel's mind, virtual Abel began to analyze the ”warm” magic pattern. All other magic patterns, including advanced patterns, are far less complex than the ”warm” pattern. A large number of deep and light use of magic power, complex to the three-dimensional pattern structure, can't complain that wizards don't want to learn this magic.

In the epiphany of Abel, most of the perception is given to instinct, plus the ”soul potion” to strengthen the soul, virtual Abel doesn't know that it is difficult to carry out continuous attempts, and there are ”warm” patterns in his mind, which are drawn and dissipated due to failure. Fortunately, these attempts are virtual. If he uses magic power, he will have long been because of Mana empty and headache.

Once and twice until Abel himself can't remember how many times he tried to cast the ”warm” spell. Finally, the pattern of the ”warm” spell is nearly completed, and the ”soul potion” has gradually lost its effect.

In the Epiphany, Abel felt that the effect of ”soul potion” was weakening, and his heart was just showing a trace of anxiety, but it was quickly dissipated by the coolness of the meditation jade powder under him, and his consciousness was once again focused on the ”warm” spell pattern.

Abel now seems to return to his first state of forging refined iron. Surrounded by the breath of meditative jade, everything around him disappears. In his eyes, there is only ”warm” patterned magic. Even if the effect of ”soul potion” disappears completely, it doesn't affect him. At this moment, there is only ”warm” patterned magic in his world.

When Abel's mana was about to be consumed, the ”warm” spell pattern came to his mind, and a dark golden light flashed from the heradique square immediately above his right arm.

Abel opened his eyes, his whole body was wet with sweat, and his stomach was aching with hunger. As a senior knight, he had no strength to get up. His heart couldn't help wondering. Did it take a long time?

Turning his head to look at the black wind still sleeping on one side, he denied this conclusion in his heart. There is no food for the black wind here. If time really passes for a long time, the black wind must be hungry, and it is impossible to sleep so quietly as it is now.

Looking back on what just happened, it seems that after two epiphanies guided by ”soul potion”, he once again entered the Epiphany triggered by himself. Even if he was a senior knight with a strong body, he could not stand such consumption. The body urgently needed to supplement energy to alleviate the body energy consumption caused by continuous epiphany 。

I can't play like this any more. If I die of hunger, it's the first wizard in the whole continent to die of hunger. Abel thought to himself that he had some bread and juice in his hand.

Eating bread and drinking juice, feeling the body crazy to absorb the energy brought by food, after eating five bread and three bottles of juice, the body's weakness gradually eased, and the strength returned to the body again.

The black wind was awakened by the sound of Abel's dining, and looked at the host eating alone, with a look of resentment in his big eyes.

Abel did not take a good breath of the black wind, said: ”go, to help you prepare food, I have become your chef.”

Put away the Akala tent, Abel built a new campfire, and began to cook large pieces of beef. He looked at the black wind around him, and murmured, ”when you have the chance, go to learn pharmacy, and then let you eat” anti hunger medicine ”every day.”

Standing on the side of the black wind suddenly felt a chill, unconsciously looked around, looking for things that make it feel threatened.

After taking good care of Heifeng, Abel now has free time to check the cultivation results of one night's epiphany.