Chapter 11 Beginners to Magic

Lei Mo came prepared as always, bringing animal skins, brushes, and paints.

Through study, Lei Mo learned that current magic is still relatively rudimentary.

The meditation technique is the same for every elemental mage, but the elemental magic absorbed is different.

For fire magic, there is only one first-level magic, fireball, and one second-level magic, multiple fireballs.

The third-level magic Fire Rain and Fire Wall, the fourth-level magic Fire Shield, finally have a decent one, and two fifth-level magics, Fire Elemental Summoning and Pyroblast.

The two fifth-level magics are actually two applications of the same magic. The fire element condenses into a fire core and rushes towards the enemy, and then explodes to form a pyrotechnic explosion.

A few days later, this little thing in Ladd was emptied out. Lei Mo's mental power had reached the holy realm. Learning meditation and a few magics below level 5 was really not too easy.

As he practiced and meditated, Lei Mo judged that his own elemental affinity was definitely not high. He used the spiritual power of the holy realm to absorb the fire magic, but it was so slow.

It takes a long time to absorb enough magic power to cast a level five magic.

It may be that Lei Mo's body has never absorbed fire elements, otherwise the fifth-level magic cast in the sanctuary is absolutely instantaneous, and it can be cast continuously for a long time without running out of magic power.

"Isn't it the new weapon you customized here in the ancestral court?"

After leaving the Ancestral Spirit Hall, I basically felt nothing at all. The elemental affinity was so bad that I couldn't see many elemental light spots even while meditating.

"Isn't it just a pitch black stick? In my opinion, it's no different from your original one. It's just that the material may be slightly better and the runes may be more."

"Kane, did you bring someone else's totem weapon?"

"Besides, who would lose their totem weapon?"

Lei Mo's current situation is that he has little understanding of the law, and there are not many elements of the law that he can mobilize.

The sanctuary can already absorb the elements of heaven and earth into itself, replacing the energy demand for food.

Lei Mo asked, "Lei Mo can't call it a totem pole. This is obviously not the totem pole of the tauren brothers. It's not so thin."

Who knew that learning a fifth-level magic would not be so smooth when used, and Lei Mo was already half-hearted.

"Lei Mo, don't even think about it. I just changed your weapon. Even if it's a mistake, you're already so far away from the ancestral court now!"

Kane said angrily.

It feels delicate, has a frosted feel, and is quite comfortable. It is indeed easier to use than the original totem pole.

Wait, two? Lei Mo quickly took it over to check. It was a log, dark and smooth, with simple solid runes engraved on it. It was about the thickness of a small bowl. It was his own.

"However, this stick does look like the material of a serious totem pole, but with this size, it is obviously yours."

After reaching the holy realm, the magic power stored in the body is very terrifying. Coupled with the communication and utilization of elements between heaven and earth, the magic power consumption of low-level magic can be ignored.

If not for anything else, wars among humans will become more frequent.

"No, this is in your luggage and package. It was there when I packed it. How could it not be yours?"

Lei Mo learns magic very quickly, but refining magic power is really slow, and he doesn't know what his elemental affinity is.

As the understanding of the laws of heaven and earth deepens, the elements of heaven and earth that can be mobilized increase, and the magic power required by the magician himself decreases a lot. At this time, it is considered the peak of the holy realm.

Lei Mo discovered that in addition to being in the Ancestral Spirit Hall, he could really feel the fluctuations of the law and also feel many magical elements.

Yes, it’s the totem pole in Lei Mo’s eyes and the stick in Kane’s eyes.

Lei Mo has not separated from everyone yet, and the chief finally agreed to Lei Mo's request to travel. Lei Mo wanted to go to the human world.

Only magic of level nine or above will make the Holy Mage run out of magic power. The consumption of level nine magic is very terrifying. Even if the supply ratio of the Holy Mage is very small, the consumption of magic power in the body is still terrifying.

I just don’t know how strong it is. I must try it if I have the chance. It’s not very convenient at the moment.

Kane said anxiously, he was a little dissatisfied with Remo for doubting his own character.

Lei Mo took the package and carried it on his back, walking silently, then pulled out the purple totem pole and observed it carefully.

Whose is this? I have this in my luggage?

You still have to eat, otherwise someone will be suspicious, and Lei Mo doesn’t want to reveal his strength yet!

The rules of destruction require a weapon-shaped soul to comprehend, such as a sword-shaped soul. Lei Mo didn't know what shape his own soul was.

Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore, I have been studying magic recently and I haven’t talked to Margaret for a long time.

Basically, all he consumes is his own magic power, which is embarrassing. The magic power accumulated in half a day has been exhausted in just a few fifth-level magic spells.

Especially forbidden magic. In general, two forbidden magics in the sanctuary will exhaust your mental energy.

Kane came over at this moment and handed him Lei Mo's things, which was a huge animal skin package for Lei Mo, with two sticks stuck diagonally on it.

Lei Mo strolled around in the logistics team, then came to a baggage truck and jumped on it easily.

I saw that the pillars were densely covered with fine runes, with almost no gaps left, and it was impossible to tell what runes they were.

Because Lei Mo got off the ancestral platform early, he didn't take all his luggage with him, including his totem pole, which was temporarily handed over to Kane.

Is Lei Mo the youngest Holy Domain Magister in the history of this plane?

I don’t know that, but he is definitely the worst holy mage in countless planes.

Although Kane was a little dissatisfied, he didn't take it seriously. Such is the character of the tauren.

I basically practice hard all day long, and I just eat whatever I want. I don’t feel particularly hungry even if I don’t eat.

There is another purple stick. I don’t know what material it is made of and why it is purple. This color is wandering.

War and fighting, understanding the rules of destruction through killing, this is the most effective way Lei Mo can think of.

There are not many ways to improve Lei Mo. I thought that I was already a saint. Learning the laws of magic was a good choice.

Huh? Pitch black? It was no different from the original stick. Lei Mo was surprised again, but this time he didn't have any expression.

A few days later, the people from the Bloodhoof Tribe came down, joined the people from Raging Flame Mountain, continued to use the elevator, and then walked up and down the mountain, back and forth, down to the foot of the mountain, and the mighty team headed east.

There was really no other way. Before everyone in the Bloodhoof Tribe reached the eighth floor, Lei Mo practiced martial arts in the morning and meditated at night.

I don't know why, but I have reached the Holy Realm in terms of spiritual power, but I have no understanding of the law, and I don't even have much affinity with the elements, so I can only prepare for the worst.

Margaret was on this huge car. When we went back, a lot of supplies were consumed and traded, so there were many empty seats on the car, and the women and children of Raging Flame Mountain were eligible to ride on the car.

"Margaret, Margaret."

I don’t call her sister anymore, everyone is so familiar with her.

Margaret didn't care and appeared in front of Lei Mo.
Chapter completed!