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Chapter 170 Deep Sea (2)

The airship's hatch opened, and a figure that looked rather young emerged from it.

"It's him!?"

One of the apprentices couldn't control his emotions and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Because Lynn is almost the same now as he was back then, and what Lynn did when he landed on the island was truly impressive.

"You know Wizard Lynn?" The wizard in front of the middle-aged man was somewhat surprised, not expecting that his junior would know this wizard. It was a good opportunity to make his acquaintance.

"Wizard Lynn was among the group that disembarked with me," the apprentice said.

Lynn also heard the apprentice's words and looked in the direction of the voice. He saw a red-haired middle-aged man standing behind a wizard who looked somewhat like him.

The face looked somewhat unfamiliar, but after searching through himself, Lynn seemed to find a face that matched.

"I remember your name is Bimty Buxton, right?" Lynn said.

He introduced himself at the time, but we didn't have much contact afterward.

Hmm. Most of the apprentices I had close contact with on the landing island are dead. Only those I didn't have a close relationship with are still alive.

Buxton's eyes lit up. The wizard Lynn actually remembered my name.

After a brief greeting, Lynn began to chat with the other wizards present.

There is an invisible, intangible chasm between wizards and apprentices.

Although everyone is standing in the same place, they can't seem to integrate into any social circle.

Looking at Lynn, who was full of vigor not far away, Buxton's eyes dimmed.

He thought of himself, wishing he had such talent, so he wouldn't have to return to his hometown from the Wizarding Continent in such a sorry state, like a dog with a broken tail.

After joining the wizarding faction, he was accidentally poisoned during an adventure to acquire resources. Because he had no money, he was unable to recover for a while. Even after spending a lot of money to buy potions to heal his injury, he was left with an incurable wound that greatly affected his future. At least at his current level, he was unable to access any potions that could cure him.

The setbacks he suffered made him want to return to his hometown. Even though he was only a second-level wizard apprentice, he could immediately become a person of high status back home, which was better than living like a slave in the cold basement of the academy.

The path I cannot walk myself, perhaps one of my descendants will be able to walk it for me in the future.

Buxton suddenly remembered the look in the eyes of the ancestor who was said to have lived for over two hundred years when he left his hometown.

Lynn boarded the ship.

Rumble~

A massive storm erupted on the sea.

Lightning flashed across the sky, and the ship rocked violently.

Some of the wizard apprentices standing on the deck were pale-faced, and some of them were afraid and hid back in the cabin. For them, this natural force, which could be described as a natural disaster, filled them with awe.

However, this natural disaster did not have a significant impact on Lynn.

Nature, which is extremely dangerous for wizard apprentices, is of little concern to him at this moment unless it is a calamity with supernatural power; normal natural storms are hardly harmful to him.

Lynn stood on the deck with a calm expression, looking at the towering waves on the sea, and a new inspiration suddenly arose in him.

These natural disasters are terrifying to ordinary people, but pose a limited threat to wizards. However, if these natural disasters are mixed with a large amount of energy, then it's a different story.

For example, lightning mixed with strong energy is called interlaced lightning; if it contains more abundant and higher-level energy, it is a higher-level spell.

Therefore, in essence, magic is the manipulation of energy in nature. However, to manipulate this energy and make it change according to one's own will, some trouble and methods are still required.

Thinking about this, Lynn's thoughts began to wander.

Therefore, the essence of magic is the manipulation of energy. If one can understand the order of energy, does that mean that one's control over magic has reached a higher level?

Thinking of this, a flicker of interest rose in Lynn's heart.

The principle behind the creation of magic should be based on this kind of thinking!

If one can understand the principles of magic, comprehend the laws governing the flow of energy in nature, and understand the patterns of energy arrangement, then one can fully utilize these energies!

Thinking of this, Lynn was overjoyed; he seemed to understand something.

It seems that magic and energy structure are things I need to try to learn next.

Indeed, there are no useless subjects for wizards; every subject has its value.

Lynn took out an introductory book on energy science from the ring. Lynn had actually bought quite a few introductory books on any subject and kept them in the ring. He bought them partly for Caitlin to read, and partly for himself to learn about them.

Anyway, it's not expensive for him now, just a little money.

Perhaps it was inspiration, but Lynn, sitting on the deck, was completely absorbed in what he was reading. He had read through all the material that would take a wizard apprentice several months to learn in just a few hours.

The ship suddenly jolted, and then a huge wave rolled in.

But a transparent membrane appeared around Lynn's body, blocking the giant wave from entering.

This is the talent Lynn possesses now, and also an ability he has after his bloodline awakened—a bloodline spell similar to a passive skill: the Divine Demon Force Field.

This is a bloodline talent that can grow, automatically generating a divine and demonic force field around Lynn's body. This divine and demonic force field can block energy, mental power, and physical attacks.

Lynn, sitting at the bow of the boat, put down the book in his hand. A glint of wisdom shone in Lynn's eyes. On his talent page, a new subject had appeared at some point—Energy Science.

As Lynn's understanding of energy deepened, he found that his spellcasting speed had also increased. However, all the spells he currently mastered could be cast instantly with the blessing of his bloodline.

In fact, the act of casting the spell also proved one of Lynn's previous ideas.

That's casting speed!

Casting speed is crucial for a mage!

Even if it's a less powerful spell, if I cast it faster than you, you'll still be killed by me.

All mage classes basically have one thing in common: high attack, high defense, and low health.

For wizards, the speed of casting spells is also a crucial factor.

As for why some spellcasting speeds are fast while others are slow, Lynn gradually understood the reasons through his research into energy science.

Because the skill framework of a spell is fixed, but its use of energy in nature is also limited.

Casting a spell by consuming mental energy is essentially like using your mental energy as a fuse to pass through the entire spell framework, and only by activating the spell framework can the spell be activated.

If you practice spells for a long time and become more proficient, you will be able to cast spells faster. However, this is essentially a deeper understanding of the spells and the spell framework, but there is no significant change in the essence of the spells.

To explain it in a more accessible way, imagine a race car driver going on a track. If he is very familiar with the track, he can naturally drive very fast because he knows exactly when to turn and when to accelerate. The details of the entire track are vividly clear in his mind, like a living map.

Therefore, he drives very fast, but if you put this racer on a completely unfamiliar track, would he dare to drive like he does on a familiar track?

A high-speed race car can easily overturn on the track if it's not careful, resulting in a fatal accident.

Understanding energy science allows spellcasters to better comprehend the skill framework during casting, fundamentally increasing speed.

It's like lowering the difficulty of the track! It turns a winding, circuitous track into a straight, linear one.

Being fast on a straight line isn't true speed; being fast on curves is what really matters.

Anyone can accelerate in a straight line; just floor the accelerator and stride forward.

Just as Lynn was pondering, the ghost captain suddenly stood up on the deck. He hadn't appeared when the storm hit the ocean because he knew it wouldn't affect the ghost ship, but now he was looking into the distance with a solemn expression.

Waves surged on the sea surface, and monsters hidden beneath the surface roamed the deep sea.

A thick, undulating shadow gradually magnified amidst the undulating waves.

In the deep sea ahead, a large whirlpool was churning on the surface. In the center of the whirlpool, the dark shadow grew thicker and thicker. The sea broke open, and huge waves were thrown up like waterfalls. Billions of tons of seawater roared and tilted. The sea surface bulged and broke open, and a huge spine that stretched far across the sea surface rushed out of the sea. The back, as broad as an island, rose from the sea.

(End of this chapter)