It’s not like this wizard is inappropriate

In a corner of the coffin-sealing space mountain range, on a gentle plain where the river bends, there is a small pointed building that looks like a dilapidated building built illegally.

Lin An did not have the house-building skills of the detective siblings. He brought some power tools and building materials from the real world, refused Chen Shuyun's help, and built a small house here to his own content.

Thanks to the strength far beyond ordinary people provided by the core of the Antler Furnace and the endurance brought by long-term contortion techniques, he completed this job well.

With wires pulled from a distant engine to power the computer, the small house was adequate for most of his living needs.

Lin An took a deep breath and looked at the river and weeds outside the window. He picked up the steaming kettle from the fire pit and filled the teapot with water. Finally, he took a cup of hot tea and sat down in front of the computer.

With his body sunk deeply into the sofa, Lin An kicked off his slippers, lazily crossed one leg, and looked at the computer while holding hot tea.

On the screen was a ragged witch with big waves.

As he moved the mouse and clicked lightly, the character began to move. At first, it was a very standard character modeling dynamic.

The red lips are slightly open, as if panting, and the body is shaking slightly, simulating the real dynamics of the character to expel the player's resistance to the modeled character. The areas that are not covered by the broken and even dirty gray-black wizard robe are surging.

As Lin An's eyes converged, his entire vision was instantly occupied by the characters inside.

She seems to have a strong attraction, making people ignore the table and computer screen, and only see this character.

With his spiritual eyes, he could clearly see three waves of surging torrents eroding towards him.

Tree roots, red rope, white snake.

Once this kind of spiritual portrait of top wizards moves, it seems that the rhythm of their own spirituality also becomes active, and begins to strongly stimulate the minds of observers.

It's like peeling off the body and letting the other person's heart stick to your own. All verbal communication becomes meaningless. You only need to feel it carefully to allow heart-to-heart communication.

As for this kind of communication at the spiritual level, based on the strength of these three materials, ordinary people and even ordinary extraordinary people are almost in a weak state.

It is obviously foreseeable that spirituality will be distorted by influence if you are not careful.

Lin An didn't feel that he was affected much.

Compared to the horrific scenes the detective siblings were exposed to at the time, he seemed to be more susceptible to such erosion.

The reason is simple - his spirituality has been protected by the Antler Forge Core.

The spiritual influence on this kind of picture is a passive effect. It is not like a wizard performing witchcraft. It lacks the step of spiritual leadership to leverage the aura of the spiritual world.

It is not strong enough to achieve the casting effect of psychic or soul-based witchcraft.

The only thing it can affect is the stimulation of the soul, entering through the eyes, the window of the soul.

That's how those involved in developing the model describe it - it's particularly exciting.

Compared with the spirituality of wizards, the spirituality of ordinary people is equivalent to an 'inactive' state and is difficult to be affected by the aura of the spiritual world. In this regard, they are similar to the witch-hunting knights when faced with this invisible scene of wizards.

"Listen to your analysis..."

On the small tea table next to the single sofa, Ugly Head suddenly realized, "If all games use this kind of modeling, it will only affect wizards? If this is really done, wouldn't this game become a wizard-specific killing software? Eh, this It’s quite in line with what you are currently doing as a witch hunter knight.”

Lin An frowned and moved the teacup in his hand away from the ugly head.

Ever since he cultivated into the core of the Antler Furnace, for some reason, the messy hair on his ugly head has become more and more bloody.

Blood fell along the forehead, and some flowed directly into the black mouth of the head. As it spoke, blood splashed everywhere.

"This is not a wise choice!"

Lin An curled his lips, "I have no grudge against the wizard, and I don't want to stand on the opposite side of the wizard and become a target that attracts hatred."

"Besides..."

He thought about what he was saying and shook his head, "Wizard-killing is not a good description. With this kind of mind-distorting effect, it is most likely to accelerate the transformation of wizards into lichs!"

He blinked his head and said, "So wizards are still the ones who specialize in killing?"

"It's different." Lin An sneered, "If I do that, not only will the wizards want to kill me, but there will be a large number of lichs all over the world. Even if the real world is not smashed into the end of the world, the witch-hunting knights will Want to kill me."

"Hiss~~~"

His head took a deep breath, but he choked on the blood and coughed violently.

Lin An moved away again, leaned back greatly, and held the teacup in his arms.

Seeing this, his head sneered.

"Lin An! This blood is spiritual energy. Not to mention that it is not in the same dimension as the tea in your hand. Even if it is really stained, it is not dirty!"

This is true. When you touch it normally, the blood and water aura is directly absorbed through the skin, and there is no essential difference between drinking it by mouth.

The truth is this.

Lin An still carefully opened his palm to cover the rim of the teacup.

"So you can only use the spirituality of ordinary people as the material of the game, but you can never use the spirituality of extraordinary people?" He turned his head and looked at the computer screen.

It seems to be a very special existence, not afraid of the erosion of the painting on the screen.

"Then is it useful for you to study this modeling?"

Lin An's expression was also a little confused, and he looked at the witch on the screen seriously, "The spiritual intuition I gained from you tells me that this painting can provide me with some useful help, and I believe this intuition."

"Though I don't know exactly what the answer is."

Is it beneficial to spiritual practice?

To be honest, Lin An is really confused now.

The 'Wizard's Will' he learned from Dr. Zhang and Lao Liu seemed to have never been successfully practiced because it didn't fit well with him.

As for the 'Wizard's Furnace' learned from Professor Cao, Lin An has already reached the point where Professor Cao's research results have been achieved.

The next step seems to be to learn the 'furnace skills' and 'witchcraft' step by step, and there is no other way.

These two are not 'Tao', but 'skills'. If you learn them casually and accidentally, you will lead him into the abyss.

He doesn't have any enemies to face now, and there is no need to put his life on the gambling table just to become stronger.

There's nothing wrong with being cautious.

According to the universal laws of the extraordinary world, you might be able to live longer if you do nothing.

"I can't figure it out..."

Lin An shook his head, holding the mouse and clicking on the next demonstration file.

This is a model for a witch casting spells.

In wizard-themed games, in order to fit the mysterious and bizarre atmosphere, the screen is often dimmed as much as possible while the player can see it clearly.

And flame is exactly the light and shadow effect that best suits this kind of picture.

——It can even show a more exciting and cool effect in this dark picture than ordinary game pictures.

Of course, the same is true for the more dazzling electric light.

But fire has an even better property: it burns and it lasts.

Burning clothing, burning grass, burning houses, igniting anything after casting will make this cool effect last longer.

Antlers, which has its own powerful game engine, doesn't mind letting these ignited flames bring some damage to game characters and monsters that walk by.

This makes the game more interesting.

This is the advice given by the planning department. The first important witch character to enter the player's field of vision must be one who performs fire witchcraft.

On the screen, the witch is casting a spell.

A white arm like milky flesh stretched out from the dirty and torn gray-black wizard's robe, and its slender fingers pointed forward.

"Fire whip!"

Suddenly, a fire dragon sprayed out from her fingertips, with an effect of five to six meters, covering the area of ​​the screen map, twisting and swaying on the ground like a convulsing snake.

This is Witchcraft 1, and there is also Witchcraft 2 in the demo screen.

The witch's body leaned back in an exaggerated manner, her hands dropped and stretched backwards. The wizard's robe was about to explode, and the rich fruits were placed in the most eye-catching place.

Then, fire surged.

Flame lines overflowed from almost every corner of her body, and with terrifying air waves, the flames rolled away in a circle in all directions.

"Wow~" Ugly Head looked at this scene in shock, "It looks good, that Zheng Miao still has some ideas."

Lin An frowned and said nothing.

"What's wrong?" Nao Guan was confused.

Lin An didn't answer for a long time, just watching the witch on the screen casting spells over and over again.

"She's casting the spell wrong!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense!" He rolled his eyes, "You are the only one who is more generous. Do you think other wizards can teach others witchcraft casually? How could Zheng Miao put the process of real witchcraft casting into the game? Go up."

The truth is this.

But Lin An still felt something was wrong.

He put the tea cup on the small table, sat up and stared at it seriously. From the perspective of spiritual portraits, the biggest problem here is the irreconcilable rhythm between the three materials it uses.

These three have extremely strong personal colors.

"It shouldn't be like this..."

Lin An rubbed her chin and stared at the flames spurting out from the witch's fingertips. She felt an indescribable urge to move in her heart, as if an answer was about to pop out.

After thinking for a long time, he still had no answer.

So Lin An began to think in the direction of spiritual painting, imagining what kind of effect the flames released by the witch would have so that it would not feel out of place.

He had only seen fire spells from Chen Xinmi.

Memories of the past jumped out from the depths of his mind, contrasting with the flame model in front of him.

"Hmm~~~"

It seems the situation is completely opposite.

Yes, the spiritual rhythm of this witch's spell-casting flame is completely opposite to that of Chen Xinmi's spell-casting flame.

In comparison, Chen Xinmi's flames looked extremely erratic.

And this witch's flame looks more solid.

One looks like a campfire and one looks like a hearth fire.

This is where the rhythmic abruptness comes from. The completely different rhythm of the flames conflicts with the spiritual portrait of Chen Xinmi, one of the materials for dynamic modeling composed of this spiritual breakthrough.

"How do I feel..."

The more Lin An looked at the flames on this witch, the more he felt.

He suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the head next to him, "You said..."

"I'm Cao! What are you doing!"

On the small tea table next to the sofa, the head was sticking its dark tongue into the tea cup, letting the blood flow along the tongue into the cup.

Seeing Lin An's look, he quickly shrank back, "Oh, I've been discovered!"

The head blinked and turned into a basketball again before Lin An's eyes, slowly rolling down towards the ground.

Lin An was so angry that he wanted to jump up and kick it away, but he was involuntarily attracted to the water glass.

a long time.

He smacked his lips and sighed, "Brain, you are mistaken. Zheng Miao really used real spellcasting effects on this witch model, although I don't know what kind of witchcraft it is."

"In addition, although spiritual energy and water are things in different dimensions,..."

He picked up the cup in amazement, with only a pair of golden eyes remaining in his eyes, staring at the stained traces inside as if ink had been dripped.

"They actually blend together!"