Among the three series of basic magic tricks of the aggregation type, Yaro only has the water extraction skill which is still a little unfamiliar, while the other two series of basic magic tricks are already memorized by heart.
But even the most unfamiliar water-drawing technique, he has long been able to cast out of thin air.
Imprinting core spells in the sea of consciousness is essentially the same process as casting spells out of thin air, except that it is constructed in the sea of consciousness. The consequences of failure will be very tragic, and the test of mentality is relatively high.
Therefore, Yaro planned to construct the 'Lighting Technique' first, using this trick as a base to find out all the details.
'Light Technique' is the earliest trick Yaro learned and the most used one.
In particular, Yaro also adjusted the 'Light Technique' and designed it as the 'Nine Sun Divine Fist', and used skill points to learn it.
Subsequently, the 'Sun Fist' was upgraded to a level, which once again deepened the memory of the 'Light Technique'.
Even in ordinary life, Yaro often uses this trick. When he sees dark places, the 'Light Technique' is his flashlight.
With such proficiency, there is no reason to fail in this imprinting trick.
The magic power floating in the sea of consciousness has been gathered. Yaro closed his eyes and entered the meditative state again. He used his mental power to control the traction, and it was kneaded into long strips of fire magic power.
"The magic power on the head is too thick and needs to be kneaded finely."
The mental power moved slightly, and the magic strip began to gradually deform and stretch.
"The first turning point is the point where magic accumulates, and it needs to be bolded."
A repulsive force was generated on both sides, and the magic strip gradually closed in.
At this time, this long strip of fire magic power was like soft plasticine, which seemed particularly docile at Yaro's disposal.
Yaro will not be fooled by this illusion.
Now we are just simply moving the magic power in the sea of consciousness. There is naturally no danger. If we move it to the left or to the right, its structural foundation has not changed, and it has no specific effect.
Only when the structure is completed is the critical moment that determines life and death.
Whether it is direct shaping or rapid explosion, the result will be obtained in an instant.
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Due to the closure of the strange space, the number of people coming and going on Battle Corner Street has become much less frequent. There are only a few scattered apprentices in shabby clothes, blushing in front of the stalls, giving this once bustling and lively street a somewhat deserted and deserted charm. .
Da da da!
Rhythmic footsteps sounded on the street. The apprentices who noticed this person subconsciously lowered their voices.
It was an old man's face that was rare in the academy. His snow-white hair was neatly combed back, and his white silver beard hung on both sides of his thick lips. It was not thick, but it was trimmed very neatly.
This man is Wizard Bosco.
He was wearing a formal black tuxedo, with a straight back and a pair of piercing brown eyes. His actions seemed quite rigid, and he rarely took out a gentleman's walking stick.
The guardsmen passing by on patrol saluted respectfully. Bosco just nodded slightly, but without stopping, he walked towards the nearest corner with a clear goal.
Tap tap tap!
The gentleman's cane tapped the ground three times, and Bosco's mouth moved slightly: "Aristides!"
…
There was no response, Bosco was still where he was.
"Closed access to official wizards?"
The mentor's different space can be regarded as the wizard's private room, and they naturally have the right to refuse outsiders' entry.
Not only that, just like ordinary people would change the locks on a newly purchased room, many wizards would also modify the original formation to strengthen this resistance.
It's not surprising that it prevents other people from entering. What's strange is that this strange judgment circle can actually identify whether a formal wizard is a wizard from many aspects, and it only excludes formal wizards and does not take effect on apprentices.
Bosco tried many methods to change his own Qi, or to restrain his magic power, but he still stayed where he was.
This kind of magic circle cannot be set up in a short time. Alice must have been preparing for it for a long time.
What's more, because Bosco didn't discover this problem until now, such a hidden method would take even longer.
Bosco narrowed his eyes slightly, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened.
"Alice, what do you want to do?"
Bosco's voice was not high-pitched, but through unknown channels, it was successfully transmitted to the misty space.
The huge sound shook the mist.
At the edge of the misty island, the apprentices who kept pouring in turned a deaf ear to this voice. Each one of them looked as dull as a puppet on a string, lining up in a neat formation and walking stiffly into the depths of the mist.
"A-Li-S!"
The loud sound was like a strong wind, blowing away a lot of the fog. The grass blades rustled, and where the fog was thin, apprentices standing sluggishly were revealed.
The island was still eerily silent, but more mist poured out, shrouding the crowd again.
In the center of the misty island, in the middle of a shiny black stone altar, 'Aimi', who was made of clouds and mist, looked worriedly at Alice who was standing outside the altar: "Mother, what should I do now?"
Alice looked up at the sky and smiled nonchalantly: "Ignore him, how many sacrifices have you prepared?"
Ai Mi's delicate face showed a little worry, but she still managed to keep her spirits up and said, "Things went even smoother than expected. It's already two levels more than the budget."
Alice turned back and warned: "Urge the spiritual puppets outside to hurry up and ask them to prepare more sacrifices. In this way, our success rate can be much higher."
…
"Aristides!"
I chanted the incantation again, but the position remained unchanged.
"Can't wait any longer!"
A cold light flashed in Wizard Bosco's eyes.
"Only by entering Alice's misty space can we solve the key to the problem!"
Magic power surged around him, and Bosco quickly made his handprints. The shadows on the ground around the corner gradually expanded, rapidly expanding into the surrounding space.
"Click, click, click..."
The sound of the gears turning changed from weak to strong. Bosco took half a step forward, and the light suddenly shone brightly. His feet turned into a silvery white rotating gear.
There are various gears of different sizes connected around it, interlocking with each other, as if building a huge mechanical creation. But as if you look into the distance, you can find that the gears get smaller as you go to the outside, and the gears on the edge are already smaller. To the point of being invisible.
It turns out that this place is a sea of gears, and there is nothing else except gears.
No, it can't be said that there are no other things. In the dark night sky, there are still a few unusually bright stars sparsely dotted. The brightness of those stars is far beyond that of normal stars, but it has not yet reached the level of the moon.
These are the core of power of Owl Wizard Academy and the cornerstone of Owl Wizard Academy. The dazzling stars in the sky are just a few important different spaces in the academy.
"Teacher Bosco, you are finally here."
A man's voice suddenly sounded.
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