this mage is dangerous

Bone glanced at the ranger, not even bothering to explain.

In fact, when I drew the divine text for the second time, I vaguely received some information. It turned out that the elves and gods were interested in him.

"Did the incident in the alchemy workshop attract attention? Or is it his identity as a time traveler? Or is it some other reason?"

Bone guessed secretly.

But no matter what it is, there must be something "something" in him that has attracted the attention of the gods, and even an unbeliever like him is willing to grant divine power and recruit him.

Only then did Bone discover that unbelievers could also become priests, as long as they signed a contract with the gods and became their people. Of course, this contract also included the ownership of the soul after death.

Bone felt a chill in his heart. Why was this technique so familiar? It turned out that this was not exclusive to the devil. As long as the chips were large enough, even the gods could negotiate the price.

At this time, Bone remembered the story about the 'big businessman' that his grandfather told him when he was a child. It turned out that the god was really a real 'big businessman'!

If it was the earliest time when he traveled through time, he might have considered hugging the god's lap, but now he no longer cares about it, and even feels very repelled in his heart.

However, in order to attract him, the elves and gods also offered many tempting benefits.

For example, high-level priests can help him advance to legend within a short period of time, etc. What makes Bone envious the most is that there are a series of professions for him to choose from. If the time was not too short, there would probably be more.

The old elf man had believed in the 'god' all his life and ignored him. Bone only tried a little and immediately attracted the attention of the 'god'. It was normal for the old elf man to show such a look, if he had collapsed early.

Of course, this may also be related to the Druid's belief in "earth" and "nature". This obviously still belongs to the clerical field of Ganas. The current elven pantheon is still a younger brother, so how dare you compete with Ganas for believers.

The Druid's belief in Ganath may not be uncommon, but even so, the elves and gods would not dare to poach.

Suddenly he felt some sympathy for those god's servants and believers. This way of placing one's future and destiny on the gods, and success or failure all depends on the gods' preferences, was somewhat similar to the pattern of the ancient feudal dynasty of flower growers in his memory.

"System, reorganize the spells, simulate and replace the divine inscriptions!"

Bone ordered in his mind.

"Beep! Mission established! Relevant information is missing, replacement probability is 37.2%!"

A mechanical voice sounded in his mind, and then a dozen divine words appeared in front of Boyn's eyes.

However, Bone no longer dares to use magic power to draw the 'divine text'. This god's 'holy emblem' cannot be painted casually, especially if it is painted with magic power or other objects with extraordinary properties, it will attract the attention of the god.

Then Bone took out a pen and paper, copied the remaining divine text on the paper, and asked the old elf for advice.

The old elf man had lived long enough after all. Even after being hit one after another by Bone, he remained very calm and patiently and carefully taught him.

It's just that the old elf man didn't notice that even the first student he taught didn't teach so carefully. He didn't believe it at first, but now he's really looking forward to Boyne really being able to 'change' it.

The foundation of faith is shaking...

However, the sacred text of the 'Holy Emblem' is advanced knowledge after all, and even the old elf man doesn't know much about it. Fortunately, Bo En did not expect the old elf man to explain everything clearly. Half of it was beyond Bo En's expectation.

After obtaining enough information and analyzing the chip, Born discovered a very unexpected situation, that is, the so-called 'magic' was incomplete.

If it weren't for the fact that the old man was next to him, Bo En would have wanted to spit out the fragrance.

This is simply cheating. A spell with a completion rate of less than 40% can be activated directly by adding 'divine text'!

The completion rate of the 'teleportation technique' deduced by Boyne was less than 90%, and he did not dare to use it directly. He had to experiment it hundreds of times before he dared to try it under the supervision of the earl. Finally, with the help of the magic network, the remaining

to make up for it.

In the eyes of arcanists, if a spell is less than 50% complete, it cannot be called a spell at all.

Even if only 80% of the spells are used, they are still very dangerous. If the caster is a computer, the spells are programs. Even if a program is well designed, bugs will appear when it first runs, and incomplete programs cannot run.

But after all, people are not computers, and they can be restarted if they crash. After the incomplete spell is constructed with mental power, if an error occurs, it will not be a problem that the spell cannot be used. If it is light, it will really "crash" (become a vegetative state). Seriously

It's just that my head is blooming on the spot.

The completion rate is less than 40%, which means that this spell only points out a 'direction', but with the addition of divine power, it can function normally. What a nonsense.

It’s just cheating!

Scold after scold, but life must go on.

Now that we know the function of 'divine text', it is much easier to make changes. It is relatively simple to turn fossils into mud and use them as transformation spells. It is not as rare as space teleportation spells. There are a bunch of semi-finished spells in the transformation system for reference.

, there are many in the academy, and a lot are stored in the chip. After some 'optimization' of the chip, when combined with the [Fossil to Mud] technique, the completion rate instantly jumped to over 80%.

Looking at Bone who was deep in thought, the old elf man also sighed slightly and shook his head in self-mockery, "I was so excited today that I actually believe that a little brat can improve magic at will."

But aside from other abnormal talents, Bone's understanding of magic is the only one he has ever seen in his life.

Born just listened to the composition of the spell once, and some important points were pointed out. He was not simply memorizing the spell, but understood it on the spot.

The old elf man lifted his legs and was about to leave when he heard Bone suddenly say from behind: "Lehman, go and prepare some clay and purified water for me."

"Okay, boss."

After Lehman replied, he immediately turned around and left.

Soon Lehman brought the things, and Bone took the clay and water, looked at the surrounding situation, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's go outside, it's not easy to try here."

Then he turned to the old elf and said, "Master Hill, let's go and have a look together, and give us some pointers to see if there are any shortcomings."

Upon hearing this, the old elf man broke out in cold sweat.

"Clay and water? Has he already 'modified' the spell?"

The old elf man couldn't believe it, but he was very hopeful that Bone would really "change".

I was very conflicted inside, but on the surface I still nodded.

Lehman and the rangers who were familiar with Bone knew that Bone was going to show off again, and Blake and Lilith were quite excited.

A group of people followed Boen to the East District, which had experienced large-scale demolition by Basilisk before and is still in ruins. Especially the frozen soil in winter has brought a lot of inconvenience to the cleanup work.

It was still snowing, and except for a few scavengers, there was no one else.

Bowen and the others are all professionals, and they don't feel the cold at all. The two little guys are also immune to cold and heat after awakening their bloodline, so they all wear very simple clothes. When a few scavengers saw Bowen,

Everyone, they all stayed far away.

Bone said to Lehman and the ranger: "Watch carefully later."

"Um!"

"clear!"

The old elf man came over with a serious look on his face: "Are you sure you are sure? You should know the dangers of spells. Your glory has just begun, so don't mess around!"

Bone's heart warmed: "Master Hill, believe me, I won't do anything I'm not sure about."

The old elf man took a deep look at Bone and stepped aside.

Several scavengers hiding in the distance secretly looked at Boyn and the others, and they were also very curious in their hearts. Could there be any treasures buried in this ruins? Otherwise, how could there be a few 'big shots' suddenly coming?

I'm just trying to get lucky and see if I can get some benefits.

I saw a young man wearing gorgeous clothes walking out of them, holding something strange in his hands.

Although the distance was a bit far, they could vaguely hear Bone's voice following the sound of the wind.

One of the scavengers' expression changed and he exclaimed in a low voice: "That's a spell caster, get out of here quickly!" After saying that, he ran away.

Scavengers rarely gather in groups, and they are not very close to each other. Except for a few scavengers who were relatively close and heard what he said, no one else knew what was going on.

They were all slightly stunned, but they could still understand how to run, so they turned around and ran away.

At this moment, a dazzling light lit up behind them, and instantly everyone understood that this was the caster releasing magic.

For a moment, I wished my parents hadn't given me two more legs. A curious scavenger turned around and glanced back. His feet were almost weak with fear. The dilapidated ruins were like ice cubes, 'melting' quickly.

Very fast, and the melting range is quickly spreading towards them...