Wizard: I Can Extract Everything

Upgrading spells, as the name suggests, is to improve spells in all directions, open the core of the spell model, replace the rune arrangement, character combination, rune formula, etc., and replace the previous low-level runes with higher-level runes. text, so that it can carry more powerful energy and generate greater power.

This is a job that is difficult to say, or easy to say, and it all depends on the knowledge level of the wizard himself.

With enough knowledge saved and enough knowledge of runes, it is easy to do this job, and you can complete the improvement of a spell model in a day, an hour, or even a few minutes.

But if you don't have enough knowledge, you won't be able to ascend.

The Heath is clearly the former.

Soon, the first spell [Soul Half-Life] was upgraded by Hiss.

Since this spell is an improvement, it should be the last stroke. After all, it is a perfect wizard-level spell. It has been cultivated and matured before this, and it is only a final step away.

At this moment, the Sea of ​​Spiritual Consciousness of Heath.

On the outside of the Sea of ​​Spiritual Consciousness of Hiss, it is obvious that a thick wall has been added, and a solid armor has been added to the surface of his soul.

The small flame of the past has grown to the bottom of its own side!

"With this protective measure, I should be immune to most attacks on the soul..."

Heath tried to curse himself, but whenever the curse came to the door, the soul half-life would block in front of him for the first time, like a loyal knight, leaving no chance for danger.

After reviewing the [Soul Half-Life] Hiss, move on to the next spell.

This time it was [Hellfire Sea] that he put on the agenda.

This is also a natural spell. After all, it is already infinitely close to the wizard-level [advanced spell], and even applies a lot of wizard-level knowledge.

In the past, the energy required for casting was too powerful, and Hiss needed to borrow a magic circle to release it, but now it is only necessary to replace that part of the runes and knowledge of the key nature to complete its performance improvement.

Similarly, within ten minutes before and after, this spell was completed by Hiss.

Heath raised his right hand, his palm stretched out, and his mind moved.

"Boom..." A dull sound rang out.

But I saw a flame suddenly rise in the palm of my hand, the scope is not large, only the size of an egg.

But this flame seems to contain some kind of extremely terrifying energy, as if it can burn mountains and seas, destroy the sky and destroy the earth, just by letting people look at it, their legs will become weak and their hearts will feel cold. .

Heath was overjoyed: "Finally, it's time to say goodbye to the annoying magic circle arrangement!"

He still likes this AOE spell that has achieved many outstanding achievements. Not to mention the wide range, the power is still very huge, but it was very painful to set up a cumbersome magic circle and consume magic stones in the past.

This is good, with the wizard's abundant magical support, this spell can be used freely, and even the power has been partially improved.

A sea of ​​hellfire that is unrestricted and can be released at any time... The power of the wizard is not without reason...

However, even such terrifying and powerful spells are only entry-level works in the field of wizards, and there are so many more powerful spells...

"Whose turn is the next spell?" Heath pondered enthusiastically as he folded his palms.

Everyone is addicted to a certain aspect, some are addicted to doing exercises, some are addicted to playing games,

Others are addicted to playing with women...and Heath is amazing, Heath is addicted to learning magic.

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} Every time he learns a spell, he will always go into a state of madness and can't stop...

"Let's give him a boost from the lightning shock..."

...

On the other side, the annex building of the manor.

The first time Spencer had heard of the title 'Knight' since he could remember, he remembered hearing it from a bard who had wandered into town.

When he asked what the bard knight was, the bard answered him, a great hero.

Then the poet sang a story about a knight who defeated an evil wizard and guarded the town, and he still remembers that story fresh.

He has since aspired to become a knight.

It's just that as he gets older, he gradually realizes that it's not like that at all. Knights are actually gold coins, women, farms, and authorities. They are the group of people who live on people. In his father's words, they are. The wolf is the wolf that eats the sheep!

So he accepted the truth.

He gradually became like other apprentice knights, indulging in eating, drinking, and sleeping with women. Force was no longer his strength to guard justice, but became his capital to oppress farmers to satisfy their desires.

He thought he would go on like this, and he would become like other knights in the future, getting a farm, eating, drinking, and sleeping on women on the farm, until one day he died on a woman's belly or at the hands of his impatient son.

But this time the war suddenly came.

At first, Spencer didn't panic, he participated in many wars, and everyone fought on the plains together. Anyway, as long as you are a little bit rude, don't be foolish enough to provoke the knights and you will be fine. To be rewarded, to get the title of personal singing and so on.

But what Spencer could not have imagined was that they were ambushed when they were heading to the Holy Dueling Field! ! !

Those despicable Drusons even disregarded the Holy Noble Handbook and attacked them badly in the forest, and even during the battle, their knights slaughtered their apprentice knights and even the peasants without any shame! ! !

The lord was killed on the spot, and he and the other apprentice knights managed to escape.

After that, he began to experience wars one after another. Gradually, he finally realized that the current war was different, and it became different from the past.

Sneak attack, plot, poison, and kill.

Everyone no longer abides by the rules, no longer abides by the sacred laws among the nobles, it is purely for the fundamental purpose of destroying the other party, unscrupulous by means, and use everything to the extreme.

Rounds of wars, and despicable times.

From the initial shock, anger, and fear, Spencer slowly accepted the reality and became accustomed to it.

The cross sword is no longer for protecting honor, but only for killing.

This kind of battle has continued, and Spencer was lucky to survive the rounds of battles, but unexpectedly, the lord changed many times, was poisoned, was assassinated, died in battle, etc...

Until the end of a battle, the last heir of the lord also died.

Although they won that battle, but standing on the devastated battlefield, Spencer did not know what to do next?

His former comrades hoped to elect him as a lord, because he was accidentally promoted to knight during the war.

But Spencer refused.

He didn't know why, maybe he was tired of fighting, tired of fighting like this.

In the past, no matter what, he could still convince himself to raise his sword by saying that he was fulfilling his oath, guarding the order, and protecting the weak, but now this kind of battle purely for looting and killing... This kind of battle can really be called Is it justice?

After that, Spencer began to wander around.

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} Until one time he saw a group of robbers raped and killed a little girl who was only seven or eight years old, and hung her mutilated body on a tree.

Spencer felt nothing but a rush of malice rushing to his forehead.

He chased down the group of robbers and hacked them all to death. Although he was also hacked twice and shot several times, he felt more comfortable than ever.

Since then, he has started to do things according to his own preferences, be chivalrous, save the weak, and fulfill what he thinks is justice.

"Da da da..." Footsteps sounded.

The apprentice knight Sandy, who was in charge of arranging the refugees to escape and take refuge in the cellar, came out of the house.

Spencer hurriedly asked, "How is it? Has everyone made arrangements?"

Sandy nodded: "Wyatt has taken away everything that can go, and the rest that can't go has been arranged in the cellar, and the rest depends on whether we can lead them away."

Spencer was relieved.

The sound of horses' hooves intensified, and in the field of vision, I could vaguely see a piece of fire, and I could even make out the billowing dust.

Spencer turned his head and glanced at the east with a little regret in his eyes.

"I should have seen the sun more if I knew yesterday..."

Doing justice in such a chaotic era of course he knew what the consequences would be, and he had long thought that one day he would die on the battlefield, but this day came too early, leaving him unprepared .

At this time, an apprentice knight suddenly said: "Well... a lot of people..."

He tried his best to put on a relaxed tone, but he couldn't hide his trembling voice.

Another apprentice knight comforted: "I'm afraid...what are you afraid of, it's just some cowardly bastards...cut...kill the two and the rest will be scattered..."

Spencer hesitated for a while, then suddenly said: "Otherwise, you can go first, just leave it to me here, it won't take so many people to attract the enemy."

The knights fell silent.

A knight said: "What nonsense, you are a knight, not a god of war."

Another knight echoed: "Yeah, I'm offended that you want to be a hero by yourself after we agreed to retreat together."

Big waves wash the sand to get gold.

At this time, those who hold force but do not fight for the king and hegemony, but still choose to stand here to defend justice, must be mentally prepared.

"Boom!" The enemy was getting closer and closer, and the thunderous roar had already sounded.

The apprentice knights stepped forward one after another. Except for Wyatt, who escorted the refugees away, the rest of the apprentice knights gathered here, a total of four.

They stood in a line, two to the left and right, and then looked towards Spencer in the rear.

Everyone pressed the hilt of the cross sword around their waists and said with a smile, "Lord Knight, your soldiers are already in place."

"Sandy!"

"Cromwell!"

"Hal!"

"Brendy"

Everyone said in unison: "Listen to your dispatch!"

It was night, but Spencer seemed to see the light.

He has never felt so mighty as he is today since he held the sword.

The deeply buried childhood memory seemed to be awakened at this moment, and the protagonist in the story came into reality and became one with it.

He stepped forward in high spirits, his head held high.

Facing the thousands of troops and horses, facing the billowing dust and smoke.

He ordered in a cold voice: "Draw your sword and prepare to fight!"

"Qiangqiang!" A neat and uniform interweaving sound of metal sounded, and the cross sword cut through the wind, shining a different light in the darkness.

Brighter than ever!