Chapter 18 Spell Scroll (Recommendation Ticket Requested)

"Fireball!"

There was a smile on Mo Lan's face, but she came back to her senses in a blink of an eye, and hurriedly carried the flamingo to the shore and hung it upside down on a tree.

The flamingo was suspended in the air, and blood kept gushing out from the wound on its neck. Mo Lan quickly caught the blood of the flamingo with the bamboo tube prepared in advance.

One tube, two tubes, three tubes!

When the third tube was half filled, the wound was not bleeding much. Later, Mo Lan used his old nose to squeeze it down a little, barely filling the third tube to two-thirds.

After the blood was filled, it was sealed with a stopper. Looking at the three tubes of flamingo blood, Mo Lan frowned slightly, hung the three tubes of flamingo blood directly on his waist, and then worked a little faster with his hands.

"I hope the blood won't freeze too quickly."

Mo Lan murmured to herself, and immediately plucked out part of the flamingo's feathers, and then used a dagger to remove the square bird's skin, which was about the size of a head.

The bird skin is light red and feels warm in the hand.

After getting the bird skin, Mo Lan flattened it on a stone, pulled out a feather to make a pen, and put the flamingo blood aside for ink.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Lan opened the drawing page, established a three-axis coordinate system, drew the spell model of the fireball technique, and marked each spell node with coordinates.

There are a total of 21 coordinates in the fireball technique, and there are three core points, which are a six-point point and two five-point points.

The fact that the six pathways are connected at the same point is confusing, and it took Mo Lan a while to figure it out.

Mo Lan took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and then started to write. The hollow feather of the flamingo turned into a pen, which was stained with uncoagulated blood and landed on the bird's skin.

One spell node, two spell nodes, three spell nodes.

Mo Lan's eyes suddenly showed joy when the third spell node landed and was connected with a wire.

A burst of fire elemental energy began to appear on the bird's skin, or they were originally hidden in the bird's skin, feathers, and blood, invisible, until now they were drawn out by three spell nodes.

Keep drawing.

The spell nodes fell one after another, and Mo Lan kept drawing with the blood in the feather sticky tube, but when the fifth spell node was completed, Mo Lan suddenly found that the flamingo feathers in his hand seemed to have become a little pale and cold, and felt a little wrong.

Mo Lan didn't have time to study it, so she threw the feather away, pulled out a flamingo feather again, held it in her hand, and continued to draw.

As nodes were completed one after another, the energy of the fire element on the hide became more intense, gradually permeating the entire hide. At this moment, Mo Lan ushered in her first challenge.

A five-connected node, five paths are connected to this node, which affects half of the spell model. Mo Lan doesn't know what the consequences will be if the angle and length of the energy path are wrong, but he believes that it is definitely not what he wants to see .

Holding his breath, the feathers were stained with ink, and quickly slid across the bird skin. The ink cartridge in his mind was spinning rapidly, and Mo Lan was concentrating. Only feathers and bird skin remained in his world.

At this moment, his hand was as precise as a machine, without the slightest error.

Mo Lan was a little tired. She wanted to stop and rest for a while, but not long after she stopped, she found that the energy of the fire element on the bird's skin seemed to start to dissipate.

This made him anxious, and immediately picked up the quill pen, dipped it in ink and continued to draw.

As the drawing continued, the blood, quill, and fire elements in the animal skin were continuously drawn out by the spell model.

Not long after, the second five-link spell node was also successfully completed. Finally, Mo Lan came to the last node of the spell model, which is also the most critical and most difficult six-link point to draw.

This node affects the entire spell model, and is the backbone of the entire spell model. Once this spell node fails, Mo Lan feels that the entire spell model will collapse, and there is no second possibility.

"call."

One, two, three, four.

The speed of Mo Lan's surgery gradually slowed down, but she still successfully drew the fifth pathway, but when the sixth one started, Mo Lan's hand suddenly froze.

At this moment, Mo Lan could clearly feel that the entire spell model was pressed on the hand holding the pen, and the energy of the fire element that almost covered the bird's skin was also connected to the quill in his hand.

The quill, which was obviously as light as a feather, was as heavy as Mount Tai at the moment, which made Mo Lan's hand feel heavy, and made it extremely difficult to move the quill.

There is no need for anyone to tell, Mo Lan naturally has a clear understanding in her heart.

This is the last node, this is the last path, as long as this path is completed, the spell model will be drawn successfully, the experiment will be successful, and I will be able to release the spell without using the ink cartridge.

But in the same way, as long as this stroke is wrong, the whole bird skin will be reduced to ashes in the flames.

"call."

Exhaling lightly, Mo Lan landed on the bird skin with a heavy quill.

The quill moves little by little, leaving a straight and uniform red line on the bird's skin.

Although Mo Lan's speed was slow, he didn't tremble at all, and was still as precise as a machine.

boom!

After finishing the last stroke, the quill in his hand turned pale and the essence inside was emptied, and there seemed to be the sound of flames rising in Mo Lan's mind.

The last gap on the bird's skin was filled, and the energy of the full fire element covered the entire animal skin.

The flame ignited, and the color of the bird's skin became dark and simple in the flames, not like a piece of bird skin, but like a piece of carefully crafted and expensive thick vellum.

The flames dissipated, and the spell model drawn on it was printed and dyed inside the bird skin, as if it should have been the pattern on it. In the faint, in a cloud of red mist, a three-dimensional spell model slowly rotated.

The spell model is empty, but Mo Lan understands that as long as he holds the bird skin, he can activate the spell model with a thought, and complete a series of steps such as attracting and condensing the flame elements in the environment in an instant, thus forming a powerful fireball.

The dark brown bird skin was rolled up, and the flame element was immediately wrapped in it without revealing the slightest bit, as if it was an ordinary animal skin scroll.

Pull a hemp rope from the clothes and wrap it around the scroll twice, tie it lightly and tie a bow.

He wanted to draw the second spell scroll right away while he was still feeling, but his mental fatigue made him understand that if he did it forcefully, he might only lead to failure.

"Forget it, let's run away first. The flamingo hangs here, and the smell of blood has been spreading for miles. The blood of this extraordinary monster, who knows what level of monsters will be drawn later."

Before the words finished, Mo Lan hugged the flamingo's long legs, swung them on his shoulders, and ran away.

He ran out along the stream and returned to his dilapidated log cabin after spending some time.

The cabin was built by the stream, and Mo Lan was quite satisfied at first, but when he recalled the scenery next to the mirror lake, he shook his head boredly, and went into the house with the flamingo on his shoulder.