After the internet was disconnected, I connected to the magic world.

Lin Ze then took out the rune inscription pen and the talisman paper.

He used to be exhausted after drawing twenty basic runes, but now that his mental strength has increased by almost half, he wants to see how many he can draw.

He picked up the engraving pen, poured a wisp of spiritual energy into it, and the blue crystal at the tip of the pen lit up.

He put pen to paper and drew a stabilizing rune.

The lines are as steady as if measured with a ruler, flowing smoothly from beginning to end without a single tremor.

One, two, three...

After finishing the twenty drawings, Lin Ze wasn't even out of breath. His mind was clear and he didn't feel any throbbing at all.

It's like playing a game.

He continued drawing.

Forty, sixty.

When I drew the sixtieth one, my temples started to throb slightly, like after staying up for two hours straight, but the pressure wasn't too bad.

carry on.

The seventieth, the seventy-first, the seventy-second.

Exactly seventy-two basic runes, enough to make up a complete set of rune units for the Divine Transformation Magic, were neatly stacked on the table.

Lin Ze put down his pen and rubbed his temples.

I'm only a little tired, but I can recover after resting for a few minutes.

In the past, drawing twenty would have taken me half a day to lie down, but now my efficiency has more than tripled. The spiritual power of the Innate Realm is indeed formidable.

But simply drawing on paper is useless.

The magic of "Divine Transformation" requires establishing a solidified magic array in the sea of ​​consciousness, which can be activated with a single thought, without the need for temporary setup.

Otherwise, it would take half a day to assemble the runes every time a spell is cast, which would be too time-consuming.

Lin Ze sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and focused his mind, his consciousness entering his sea of ​​consciousness.

The milky-white spiritual light cluster was a size larger than before, its light both soft and solid, floating in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness.

He began to break down his spiritual power, carving each rune into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness one by one, according to the rune structure in his memory.

Curing is much more difficult than drawing on paper. You have to keep the runes from fading and align the nodes precisely; even the slightest deviation is unacceptable.

Lin Ze was in no hurry; he took a steady and methodical approach.

The first rune landed, firmly anchored at the edge of the sea of ​​consciousness, glowing with a faint silver light.

The second one, the third one...

Several times during the process, the runes trembled and seemed about to dissipate, but he stabilized them with his mental power.

It took a full three hours to place the last rune.

Seventy-two silver runes formed a complete circular magic circle, slowly rotating in the sea of ​​consciousness, echoing the spiritual light cluster.

Whether he wanted to activate it or not, the magic circle remained firmly in place and would never dissipate again.

Curing complete.

Lin Ze opened his eyes, feeling refreshed and not tired at all.

Now, as long as he has a thought, the Divine Transformation Magic can be activated instantly, without having to spend half a day setting it up temporarily.

He unscrewed a bottle of medicine to nourish his spirit and tilted his head back to gulp it down.

The cool medicinal liquid slid down his throat, its refreshing effect rushing straight to his mind, instantly replenishing the mental energy he had just expended, and even leaving him with a little extra.

Next, we'll test the results.

The book clearly states that forcibly extracting the spiritual energy of a living being will leave behind its memories, habits, and even emotions.

Excessive smoking will pollute one's soul, causing minor changes in temperament or even severe confusion of the soul.

However, living things naturally release a little bit of spiritual energy when they are active, sleeping, or daydreaming.

These are unclaimed, clean, and without any marks. Collecting them and refining them into magic power is pure and safe.

It's just a small quantity.

Lin Ze walked to the base of the backyard wall. There were many stray cats and dogs in the woods behind the mountain, and they usually roamed around in this area.

He stood under the tree, and with a thought, the magic array in his sea of ​​consciousness began to rotate slightly, and an extremely weak suction force spread out.

The next second, he "saw" it.

There were tiny, almost invisible, transparent specks of light floating in the air, scattered here and there, all of which were the spiritual energy emanating from living beings.

These specks of light drifted in with the suction force, entered the magic array, and were slowly refined and purified.

The quantity is really small.

The spiritual energy scattered by more than a dozen cats and dogs, after half an hour, only formed a thin layer, not even enough to refine a wisp of magic.

"It wasn't that easy after all."

Lin Ze was not discouraged.

Anyway, this thing is passive. The magic circle is on, so it collects things wherever you go, and it accumulates little by little.

He just kept the magic circle active and went about his business.

I tidied up the house, cooked, and practiced a few chopping moves in the backyard to familiarize myself with the internal energy.

In between, I also replied to Zhang Lei's WeChat message, just to appease his nagging about wanting to learn martial arts.

A whole day passed, and it was past eight o'clock in the evening.

The magic array in the sea of ​​consciousness trembled slightly.

A wisp of pale purple magic drifted out and landed next to the ball of spiritual light. It was thin, like a strand of hair, but pure and without any impurities.

It became.

Although it's only a wisp, it was refined by collecting scattered spiritual energy, so it's clean, uncontaminated, and safe to use.

This is much better than the ones I got from forcibly pulling out moths before.

Lin Ze was quite satisfied.

Little by little, the magic power will increase as the magic circle remains open.

With magic power comes the need for spells.

We can't just hold onto magic as a decoration.

Lin Ze opened the Magic Network Voice, entered the spellcasting discussion area, and looked for spell models.

I searched online and found out it was a total scam.

The most basic low-level spells, such as Glimmer, Cleanse, and Ignite, are provided free of charge by the official MagicNet website. They have simple models and can be downloaded by anyone.

A set of slightly better spells, such as Tier 1 Fireball, Wind Blade, and Water Ball, would cost tens or even hundreds of magic coins.

The intermediate-level spells are not only expensive, but also require academy access or formal mentorship to grant you permission to download them.

There are also some improved versions of powerful spells, which are the most treasured possessions of major mage guilds and academies, and cannot be bought with money.

"The evil class."

Lin Ze pursed his lips and couldn't help but complain.

So ordinary people are only entitled to use trashy spells for lighting and cleaning, while all the good stuff is in the hands of those above.

It's the same as my old job; resources always flow to the upper levels.

He only has a wisp of magic left, and he can't afford the expensive ones, so he'll try out the free one first.

After some deliberation, I chose the Light spell.

It's much brighter than the Glimmer spell, and the model is simple, with only a dozen or so runes, making it suitable for practice.

Click to download, and the spell model was directly transmitted into his consciousness.

Lin Ze glanced at it; it was ridiculously simple. With his current mental strength, he could complete the sketch in an instant.

He stretched out his right hand, a thought forming in his mind.

He drew out the wisp of magic from his sea of ​​consciousness and quickly assembled it according to the rune model of the Illumination Spell.

Slap it.

A soft white light, the size of a fist, shone from his palm, as bright as a 50-watt light bulb, illuminating the entire room clearly.

"It's done!"

Lin Ze's eyes lit up.

A legitimate spell!

He's finally not just a barbarian who only knows how to use aura anymore; he's a proper spellcaster!

But the joy lasted less than half a minute.

The ball of light dimmed and went out with a "poof".

At most, it would take a minute.

The little bit of magic power in his mind was completely exhausted.

Lin Ze: "..."

He stared at his palm, lost in thought for a long time.

That's it?

It disappeared just from putting on a light?

Wouldn't Fireball and Wind Blade spells run out of mana as soon as they're cast?

His lips twitched, and he couldn't help but complain.

So, all I, a sorcerer, can do is turn on a light?

In the future, will people be fighting while holding up a light spell in their left hand to illuminate the way and clenching their fist in their right hand to swing it?

And add a greatsword?

Wouldn't that make melee mage?

Lin Ze shook his head, feeling both annoyed and amused.

The road ahead is still long.

Magic power must be accumulated slowly, and spells must be practiced slowly.

But at least it's the first step.

From now on, he will not only be a congenital martial artist, but also a proper spellcaster.

The dual cultivation of combat and tactics is finally not just empty talk.