Norman affectionately pulled Monroe’s hand, and it was a good pair of brothers, and Norman pulled them so close that they just stuck together, which was very good
Monroe had just gone through a battle. Sweat, dust, blood, etc. all came out after strenuous exercise, and the smell of sweat rushed out unabashedly. Norman didn’t abandon Monroe’s other hand at all, and introduced it to Xiu.
"I call those savage body patterns magic patterns. I’m very interested in magic patterns, and I’ve done some research myself, for example, look here."
Xiu is overjoyed.
It seems to him that the secret of this spell, which can make an ordinary person become a rival to barbarians in a short time, is very precious. He never expected Norman to tell him the secret. He even thought of many ways to see how he got it from Norman, but he didn’t expect Norman to be so generous and take the initiative to share it with him.
As a result, Xiu quickly came close to his body like a hungry dog for three days and finally saw a fleshy bone dog.
He was so worried that he was afraid that the wrong angle would lead to errors, and he even leaned close to Norman and listened to Norman’s explanation while watching.
From the perspective of others, these three people are almost fit.
Jacob was a little confused when he saw this scene. He didn’t know when Norman and his slaves were so good, and he didn’t know that Norman and Hugh were so close
The slaves in the neighborhood became more and more suspicious when they saw their expressions. They thought there were more people in the team than Jacob. This monk turned out to be Barton’s close friend? Moreover, judging from the scene, these two people still seem to be very close, because they rarely see Master Xiu, who has always been a tall and intolerant firework, but they have never seen Master Xiu have such a secular expression of surprise and affection for others.
The status of the mage in the eyes of ordinary people has always been inscrutable. Even though these slaves have great power at the moment, they still have deep awe of the mage because it is a mysterious power that they don’t understand.
Now Norman and Hugh are so affectionate that they gradually become a little crazy and calm down. In addition, from the current situation, Norman may also be a mysterious mage, which makes Norman’s mind more and more tall and mysterious, while their hearts are so cool that they are eager to seek rebellion.
Chapter four hundred and ninety Surgery ()
"Great strength" and "great strength" must not be. I explained to Mr. Xiu, of course, you don’t understand what this means. "Great" doesn’t say the word "special" here. "
"’special’ here is not only an emphasis word, but also a coherence, which makes these words into a complete phrase. The magic principle is implied in it. If this’ special’ is not added, the tattoo will not be effective. This is the result of my hard thinking for a day and a night."
Norman pointed to Monroe’s "great strength" slogan and explained it cheerfully to Xiu.
After thinking hard with a frown, Xiu still didn’t quite understand the truth in it and asked, "What is the truth in it? Which spell theorem fits? "
Norman said, "Are you all white?" I looked at Xiu Rang Xiu with a surprised expression, and my face turned a little red. I felt as if I had asked a stupid question.
However, although Xiu was stupid, Norman did not abandon him, but dutifully explained it to him. "Of course, Mr. Slavic, the source mage, discovered the’ third law of incantation’, which gave a simple but profound explanation of the length and effectiveness of spell incantation. This spell method was guided by this law and now it seems to be effective."
Slavic? The third law of incantation?
Repair the frown even worse, dig hard to remember, but I can’t remember how I heard of this character, and finally I can blame it on my ignorance.
Norman explained that he moved his finger to another place. "And here’s’ running fast’, I don’t think I need to explain it any more?"
This repair is found a loophole and quickly said, "But according to the third law of Slavic mantra, shouldn’t the length here be incorrect?" Don’t you need to stretch it again? "
Norman was pointed out that the loophole was also deadpan and said, "Yes, according to the third law of Slavic incantation, it really doesn’t work here, but the most important thing for a mage is that we can’t be rigid and need flexible luck."
"Thatcher, a famous white-robed mage, once left a spell note, in which all her experiences in spell research in her life also included the study of spell length and spell effectiveness. In that note, she did point out that the effectiveness of a spell is closely related to the overall environment, and the spell will change with the change of spell environment. She called it’ spell dance’, and later generations will mostly sum up the supplement to the third law of spell …"
Norman’s mouth shot came out very quickly and he was trying to fix all kinds of new theories that he had never heard of before, and his mind was in a daze.
He did have the idea of asking Norman to explain these unheard-of new theories in detail, but he didn’t have time to read them. Norman first asked thoughtfully, "Mr. Xiu, you don’t even know these theories, do you? Shall I tell you more about it? " This made Hugh shut up quickly, smiled mysteriously and shook his head slightly to show that of course he knew.
Joke: He’s an open black mage. It’s not long before he’s expected to be promoted to the red robe. The future is even more limitless. How can he be make a fool of oneself in front of a gray mage who is not even a formal mage?
Norman is willing to take the initiative to tell him that these things are Norman’s own business, and he "guides" them from the side, which is to give some help to the younger generation. But what is it if he condescends to take the initiative to ask Norman about these basic things?
At most, when you go back after a while, take out all the classics at the bottom of your closet and rummage through them carefully.
Norman and Hugh, if anyone around here studies that Monroe model, whose body is motionless, her eyes are going round and round and her eyes are complicated.
The more he listened, the more he felt frightened.
They seem to have no owner here. Barton sounds more and more like a real mage, and it’s still very powerful-I haven’t seen a mysterious and powerful monk. Is there a strange student who studies hard and listens carefully in front of him?
Monroe even doubted whether Barton really helped him become powerful except that he stepped on the magic treasure trove himself.
This makes his mind very chaotic now, and he has already thought about turning over and being the master, and his heart has been greatly shaken.
After all, I have just learned those magical powers, but they are not big enough for the great knight. Is it better to stay put first? It seems better to think about these thoughts when you are stronger. Otherwise, don’t say that Barton can’t figure out the details. It is estimated that it is enough for them to drink a pot with him.
"… no!"
Although Hugh was confused by Norman’s messy theories, it was the mage’s spirit that was stronger than the average person, and he still barely thought about it. It was also this kind of thinking that he suddenly discovered a fatal key problem
"Spells have always been formed by ancient sayings, but you said that these ministries are all lingua franca!"
Hugh was puzzled and stared at Norman.
This guy is not fooling himself, is he?
Being fooled for a long time finally showed the mage’s unified virtue-wisdom-and found this fact, but Norman had already shown his talent of mouth cannon when he was still a saint, and now he has reached the realm of a king with a strong mouth, so how can he be puzzled?
Norman said without any panic and deadpan, "You are right. Spells have always been formed by old sayings, but spells are not."
"Spell spell method …"
Hugh muttered these two very similar words, only to find that he seemed to have entered a misunderstanding-or a trap.
"The ancient magic body is very important, but many things don’t necessarily need ancient words to be presented. For example, potions, such as magic arrays, take magic arrays as an example. Their main body is piles of lines and patterns. Many times, they can play the role of stimulating spells without understanding the ancient words, and so can spells."
Hugh can nod when he listens to Norman.
"Of course, Mr. Xiu, your idea gave me a new idea. Maybe we can try your idea later and try again. Maybe we can play an unexpected role! But now let’s come back here first, let me tell Mr. Xiu what’s left, and I hope Mr. Xiu can give you some opinions from a professional point of view, which will be of great help to me … "
After bypassing this question simply and quickly, Norman brought the scene back to the pre-rhythm. He improvised all kinds of strange theories and bombed the brain repair.
"The" brave "magic grain is important here …"
"’kill your home’ ha, this magic tattoo is amazing. Personally, I think it is the most natural and aesthetic one of all the magic tattoos on his body. It can be said that I am proud of it this time …"
……
Although he is stronger than ordinary people, he is a black wizard after all. No matter how strong he is, he is limited by Norman’s fatigue bombing. As a result, he racked his brains and locked up all kinds of things. His brain was so tangled that it almost blew his brain.
Finally, Xiu shook his head and threw those things out of his head. Finally, it was quiet for a while, and then he thought about it with faint eyes. It was not the way to go like this. So far, I didn’t understand anything!
We have to do something.
Take a look at the eyes, Norman, and look at the magic lines on the model. An idea suddenly flashed through my mind.
Barton said that these things are so detailed and careful that there is no ambiguity that Barton should not lie to him, but he must have something to hide. It is because of the lack of some key information in his knowledge that he is now in this state of understanding!
The more you think about it, the more you think about it.
Then a bold idea flashed through Hugh’s mind. Why not take some measures to force him to pour out everything he knows?
This idea made xiu’s heart jump suddenly, and once it appeared, he couldn’t get rid of the strange itching ratio in his heart