All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 323 The Warlock’s First Step

The wind in Huangyu is very long and has a wide range. Some wind belts spanning billions of miles can even extend from the edge of the crystal wall system to the orbit of the inner planet.Some scholars believe that the original space traveler realized interstellar travel by relying on these complex celestial atmosphere circulation.

The ancestors of intelligent life living on the surface jumped out of the atmosphere from the back of the roc carrying wooden sailboats and sailed in space. Many of them failed to return to their hometowns and resolutely chose to go to the depths of the star sea.

For them, going to space is a choice about the meaning of life, but for Linde, wandering in space is a last resort.

After spending the first three days of hardship and horror, the situation gradually improved.

After bidding farewell to the flying fish, Linde continued to drift along the wind.

Now that he has food, he can replenish energy and water, and with the wind pushing him forward, he can free up time to carve crystal wall seals.

A flying fish is full of treasures for survivors. Its meat and blood can be eaten, fish intestines can be used as thread, fish bones can be used as needles, fish skin and fins can be used as cloth, and fish bones can be used as plates.

Linde hung the burden on his chest, with thirteen flying fish and a pair of fish bones in his arms. In the following journey, he mainly did two things.

One is to light a candle in a dream and go to the tower.

The second is to use fish body materials to make a paraglider.

(Knowledge from another world): You have heard of many people drifting on the sea, relying on supplies picked up from shipwrecks to survive, but this is not easy. You are destined to experience many challenges, but please don't be discouraged.

Linde worked with the wind at his back.

The bundle on his chest formed a small sheltered area, allowing him to perform some delicate operations in the dim light.

He took a sharp fish bone, slowly scratched the fish skin, and then scratched along the gaps in the skin and flesh little by little, gradually obtaining a piece of intact fish skin.

Next, he shaved off the fish and didn't choose to eat it, but piled it in the corner of the pack.Food is still precious, not to the point of feasting on it.Plus, his stomach can't handle any more food, and they need to recover slowly.

While working, he would hold the fish eyes in his mouth and slowly suck the juice to replenish the lost water. He hopes to rely on the nutrition of fish eyes to soothe his sore eyes.

Remove every shred of fish meat and you'll get a clean skeleton.

At this point, he decided to take a short rest. His fingers were almost cramped and his eyes were filled with tears.

Linde looked at the grand seals lining the crystal wall system, imagined the origins of these wonderful symbols, and thought about his past and the appearance of this world.

Scholars in Kingdom Tianyu generally believe that the magic words printed on the lining of the crystal wall system are the defense lines used by the gods to protect the world. Those outsiders who wantonly break into this universe will be killed.

No two magics recorded in these seals are the same, and they are usually blurry, but they can be made clearly visible through the spell [Read Magic]. However, reading these magical seals will activate their effects. Because the seals are huge, the corresponding magical effects are greatly enhanced, often causing the reader's destruction. These seals cannot be copied onto paper by any means.

Linde did not know this, and he did things that defied what many scholars consider common sense.

In the dream world, he could skillfully copy the seals without triggering a devastating magical effect.

This means that as long as Linde masters the corresponding knowledge and skills, he can learn endless spells from the inner lining of the crystal wall system.

For now, he is just a printer of magical words. He does not produce intracranial light, but is just a carrier of the crystal wall system.

The monotonous and boring life is ten thousand times better than the despair of drifting in the starry sky, and Linde enjoys it.

Copying six seals in a row every time will exhaust all his brainpower, and he needs a real sleep to recover.Linde tried not to let himself fall into this situation, so he copied up to four pieces at a time, and then spent his time processing flying fish materials.

Time loses its meaning in the wasteland.

He pulled the fish intestines into threads, removed the hard thorns from the fish bones, drilled holes in the tail, broke several thorns to barely penetrate, then passed the fish guts through the needle holes and tied them in a knot.

Linde didn't know what his past was like, but he guessed that he might have been a tailor. Otherwise, how could he remember this craft?

He cut the fish skin in half along the midline and sewed it on the spine to obtain a fish skin fan. He then sewed a pair of long pectoral fins on the back of the fan to increase the structural strength.

Linde raised the fan slightly above his head to test it, and found that it was very wind-resistant, and the material was relatively tough and could withstand bending.

This means success.

Linde was in a good mood. He planned to make the remaining twelve fish into such bone fans, and then sew them together to make a fusiform leather umbrella, which would allow him to fly faster and move within a limited range in the wind.

Working and copying the seals exhausted his physical and mental strength, and Linde fell asleep with his arms around his bundle, avoiding physical pain and mental fatigue in the dreamland.

Linde woke up again, he knew that he had two choices, one was to give up survival in the negative misery, and the other was to positively welcome the new terrible day.

He chose to smile.

Linde took a deep breath, felt the pleasant wind blowing on his face, opened his eyes and devoted himself to work.

……

After fourteen days of drifting.

Linde eats half a fish every day, two eyes, a fish brain, liver, gallbladder and gills.

He transformed six flying fish into materials, and made a leather umbrella that was as wide as his body and slightly longer.Due to the natural limitation of the strength of the material, increasing the size of the umbrella surface would increase the risk of disintegration, so he stopped working on leather.

Today's paragliders can already provide good thrust. He held both ends of the umbrella and lifted it up.

He used the fins to make a pair of handles that he could use to hold on to the edge of the umbrella.

By adjusting the contact area between the umbrella surface and the airflow, it can accelerate and turn. The speed of full speed can be close to 30 miles per hour.

(Knowledge from another world): The speed is thirty miles, and the mood is free?

There are very few bacteria in the wasteland, and the fish body rots slowly and dries slowly. The dried flying fish exudes a special aroma, with a hint of pine and nuts. The taste has become better, but Linde still likes it in a tender and juicy state.

Before falling asleep yesterday, Linde saw a sudden flash of light far away in the direction of the celestial equator, which lasted less than two breaths and then went out. He planned to go and have a look, maybe there would be unexpected gains.

But today his main job is to copy seals.

There are only nine candles left to reach the tower.

call--

Taking a deep breath, Linde dived into the dream world with the murmur of prayers from an unknown source.

The silver snake-like road has reached its end, and Linde stands in front of the tower. It reaches the sky and the earth, and looks like a towering white wall in front of him.

Linde sat down cross-legged, unkempt, his clothes were wrinkled, his eyes were bloodshot, but his expression was calm and serious.

The experience of wandering in the desolate world was like a storm in the sand sea, which polished his mortal soul, and made the pearls and jade under the stubborn stone bloom, emitting a timeless brilliance.

He can safely recall the magic seal and trace it on the sand without any mistakes.

The complex structure of a three-ring magic [protective circle] flowed out from his fingertips.

A candle was lit at his fingertips, Linde stood up, bowed his waist and lit the roadside candle.

Step out of the candlelight range, wake up, observe the seals, close your eyes and fall asleep.

Sit down with your knees crossed.

A six-ring magic [dissociation technique] was printed.

A candle is lit.

After engraving four times in a row, Linde sighed wearily.

The blue door under the tower is very close.

To stop, or to continue?

Linde didn't hesitate much, he didn't have time to hesitate, death was everywhere in the wilderness, every minute and every second he survived was a game, his only bet was his own life.

Then, the fifth candle was lit.

Then, the sixth one.

Linde felt that his brain was like a second heart. It was beating and hitting the skull. Every blood vessel was injected with blood beyond its carrying capacity. Fire and lightning flashed in the nervous system, causing burning pain and paralysis.

After such a long period of training, he can copy more seals at one time. The result of challenging the limit is to surpass the past, and at the same time push himself into an uncertain future.

continue.

Four Rings of Magic [Exile]

The seventh candle.

Seven Ring Magic [Rainbow Jet]

The eighth candle.

Linde felt his cheeks were moist. He raised his hand and touched it. Drops of blood flew out from his nose and the corners of his eyes. He quickly opened his mouth and sucked it. At this time, he no longer felt pain, but was in a state of elation. His body was like an aging machine, and his reaction was more than a beat slower than his thinking.

The last seal.

Five rings [teleportation circle]

Dream world.

Linde lit the last candle and turned to look back. The silver-forging road was full of sparks when he came.

He shuffled to the gate of the high tower, with only one simple thought in his mind, hoping to find some good things in this tower, preferably to help him survive in reality.

So he reached out and touched the azure door of the tower.

The light in the skull behind him suddenly became brighter, separated from the candle, flew into the sky, and gradually disappeared into Linde's back.

The firelight flowed into his spine, permeated every nerve, penetrated every blood vessel, and seeped into every texture.

Linde let out a faint sigh.

He felt himself dissolving in the light, his body became invisible, and slowly sank into the blue door.