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If combined with music, the efficiency and lethality of the Witch King's spells would definitely be enhanced to an extremely terrifying degree.

He is worthy of being hailed by some as "the strongest magician in the history of Terra", and his value is absolutely high.

When the Witch King put his hands behind his back, all the spells in the air disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

Clyde was still in shock, and Chen Xiu also felt his heart pounding.

Helhunzollen nodded secretly in his heart. In the past, when he saw Fremont giving lectures, he would just create a fireball or an ice cone to get by. The charm of magic can only be properly displayed when one lets go of his hands and feet.

"Okay, let's get back to the basics..."

The Witch King waved the baton in his hand, and it made a clicking sound out of thin air like a pointer.

"If you want to cast a spell of conjuration and transformation, you must first have sufficient knowledge and understanding of the physical phenomena you want to induce."

Hearing this, Chen Xiu suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Then, the atmosphere in the classroom suddenly changed.

It seamlessly transitioned from a fantasy magic class to a scientific physics class.

Listening to the familiar terms coming out of the Witch King's mouth, the corners of Chen Xiu's mouth twitched slightly.

If you think about it carefully, Originium Arts is an indisputable science on the Terra continent, although current science is far from explaining all the Originium Arts phenomena.

But if that's the case, then I don't think I have any basic knowledge.

After the Witch King broke through a layer of window paper, Chen Xiu's understanding of incantations and shapeshifting spells began to grow rapidly.

After all, it is something I have learned once. Even if it is reset to zero after entering college, I will still have a foundation if I want to pick it up again.

Clyde was confused by what he heard because he had never received any proper education.

He learned reading and arithmetic from his grandfather, and had no idea about physics.

The Witch King spoke incessantly for a long time, just like a professional teacher in a university classroom who assumed that everyone would understand what he had said after he finished, and wanted to test his teaching results before the get out of class ended.

"Now condense an ice crystal for me to see."

Clyde held the spell dice and thought for a long time, but he couldn't understand the physical changes.

Isn't it said that conjuration and transformation spells must be performed through a medium? Then how exactly do ice crystals appear out of thin air?

Seeing this, Chen Xiu sighed.

Taking the spell dice, he used it to influence the moisture in the air.

"Clyde, you should know that water actually has three forms: solid, liquid, and gas..."

Chapter 119: The Prophet and the Dice Are More Compatible (4K)

A light mist appeared in the air.

It became thicker and thicker, and a cloud condensed in Chen Xiu's palm.

The drops of water falling on the palms looked like falling rain, and as the temperature dropped rapidly, the rain quickly turned into solidified ice.

Finally, an ice crystal the size of a feathered beast egg fell into Chen Xiu's hands, and he held it in front of Clyde.

"Think of the fog you see in the morning, the rain you feel in the summer, and the ice and snow you touch in the winter," Chen Xiu guided. "The secret of water's transformation is not complicated. What do you think is at work?"

The sheep's ears trembled slightly as Clyde recalled the natural scenes he had seen while wandering in the wilderness. He had never thought deeply about or explored the changes involved behind them before, but now a sense of enlightenment arose in his heart.

“It’s the temperature!”

Clyde blurted out, staring at the spell dice in his hand.

It turns out that ice crystals do not appear out of thin air, but change the form of water in the air by affecting the temperature.

If Clyde relied entirely on instinct, he would be able to condense ice crystals directly. After all, he had seen the corresponding phenomenon in his life, but he knew the result but not the reason. Thinking too much would only hinder him.

The Witch King silently watched Chen Xiu guide Clyde.

He didn't tell Clyde the answer directly, but led him to think and let him come to his own conclusion.

Fremont also likes to use a similar method to teach.

However, he usually doesn't explain as detailed and thoroughly as Chen Xiu, and leaves students with more room for thinking, under the pretext of letting them use their brains more.

Unexpectedly, Clyde's foundation was even worse than he thought.

He doesn't even know a lot of common sense things, which should have been mastered before learning magic.

Clyde tried hard several times, and at first he only condensed a few drops of water. After increasing his efforts many times, he finally condensed a small, crystal clear ice crystal.

"I succeeded!" He smiled and held the result in front of Chen Xiu.

"Well done, Clyde." Chen Xiu encouraged: "Remember this feeling and practice more."

"Consider this your homework," the Wizard King said solemnly. "In three days, I'll review your progress. You must master the three forms of water."

Clyde's heart tightened, but he still responded, "I'll try my best!"

"As for you," the Wizard King turned to look at Chen Xiu and said, "You should have understood the essence of the Conjuration and Shapeshifting spells. So, for the next three days, feel free to explore them. It would be best if you could combine them with your unique magical talent."

Chen Xiu blinked, feeling that this was not an assignment for a beginner, but rather a tutor assigning a topic to a graduate student.

And I am not only a researcher, but also the subject of research...

In short, I feel inexplicably miserable.

However, this is indeed what I wanted to study.

As long as you don't have to write a complicated research report and there is no requirement to publish the paper in a journal, it will be much easier.

"Got it." Chen Xiu nodded in response and asked, "Also, Your Majesty, what type of spellcasting unit do you think would be best for me to use? The most common staff isn't very suitable for me to utilize the characteristics of my Originium skills."

"Generally speaking, the props used by fortune tellers are nothing more than cards, compasses, crystal balls, and the like." The Witch King paused and continued, "But I think you are more suitable for using dice to cast spells."

"Dice?" Chen Xiu immediately thought of the scene not long ago.

"That's right," the Witch King explained. "Your prophecy isn't just a prediction. It seems to have a certain influence on it. To achieve this effect, you need a medium."

Chen Xiu nodded in understanding and once again felt the importance of finding a good teacher.

When it comes to dice, the first thing Chen Xiu thought of was the gold-inlaid bone dice in Rougeon's collection, as well as Shuiyue's dice.

Especially the latter, who had rolled out very funny points at many critical moments, like a ruthless mockery of fate.

Of course, there are times when a super god saves lives, but the overall proportion is not high, so it is still a garbage dice!

"This special spellcasting unit is rare and needs to be customized," the Witch King suggested. "If you're in a hurry, you can find a random source stone and engrave numbers on each facet. The effect will be slightly worse, though."

Chen Xiu didn't expect this to work, but it is indeed a way to make do for now.

"Your Majesty, where are the spell dice? Can they also be used to trigger my innate characteristics?"

"Of course," the Sorcerer King nodded. "But this is part of a Shaping and Reconstruction spell. While the specific effect won't be as good as using a spellcasting unit directly, it's definitely better than using a simple Originium dice."

Chen Xiu no longer had any doubts in his mind. It seemed that he could only find a place to customize his dice after returning to Longmen.

"Your Majesty, since the first lesson has concluded, we will take our leave."

Clyde also followed Chen Xiu's example and bowed slightly to the Witch King.

"Thank you for your teaching, Teacher Herhunzollon..."

The Witch King's expression changed slightly, and he nodded calmly.

Chen Xiu glanced at Clyde and felt that he was indeed good at getting along with others.

After watching Chen Xiu and Clyde disappear, the Witch King did not return to the throne, but strode out of his palace.

The damage that the evil demon had previously caused to Pavillon had not yet been repaired. If it weren't for teaching the two of them, he would probably still be busy outside using magic to move bricks and plaster.

Suddenly, Herhunzollen remembered Fremont's operation again.

This guy used to often arrange students to help him with work in the name of extracurricular practice, so can I do the same?

However, Chen Xiu and Clyde's magical abilities are still too poor, so they cannot keep up with the repair work this time.

But the evil demons will definitely attack again in the future, and then we can ask them to help share some of the work.

If you want to become a qualified architect, you need to master a lot of things.

When his consciousness returned to the real world, Chen Xiu squinted his eyes and glanced at the surrounding environment, and found that it was not yet dawn.

Since it was the first lesson, the Witch King did not speak for a particularly long time, nor did he drag the class out.

The other people in the car were still asleep. Mostima was sleeping in the middle bunk above him, and above that was Arturo.

Although Mostima and Arturo's wings are black, they still glow faintly in complete darkness.

If you lie flat, the light wings will shine through the bed board, making it look like the berth has wings.

At this time, the arrow-shaped tail was hanging in the air and swaying slightly.

Gertrude was sleeping in the lower bunk on the opposite side.

Her insomnia improved slightly, but her sleep was still very light.

The Countess likes to hold her big tail when she sleeps, and she still seems to be very insecure.

Texas was still driving. They were now in the Vasse Territory, and their destination was the Shi Tong Territory.

If I remember correctly, Candle Knight Viviana is the illegitimate daughter of the current Elector of Shi Tongling District.

Moreover, this unlucky guy got the same broken script as the True Dragon of Yan State.

The original heirs died or ran away, and then as a younger brother, I had to put the feathered beast on the shelf.

However, Zhenlong still had a group of capable ministers and generals loyal to Dayan, who worked hard to suppress the turbulent situation.

The situation on the Elector Shi Tongling side is also a big mess.

The Gemini Queens are eyeing him covetously from outside, the remnants of the Witch King are causing chaos from inside, and his own vassals also have their own little plans.

Elector Shi Tongling, who lacked prestige, could not even decide his own marriage at the beginning. In order to maintain his power, he even had to enter into an alliance, which was extremely frustrating.

He worked hard all his life, but was assassinated before his death and didn't even get to see his daughter.

Chen Xiu felt sorry for Viviana's father, whom he had never met, but the more chaotic the situation was within Shi Tongling, the better it would be for him and others to avoid being hunted down by the Queen's Voice.

At the same time, we must also be careful about the movements of the remnants of the Witch King.

Their actions in Shi Tongling were much bolder and more radical than in other places.

As for the killers from the Inquisition, it depends on whether they come first or the Holy City comes out with the result first.

At the same time, Evangelista XI was organizing an emergency meeting of all cardinals overnight.

After the last person arrived, the cavalry immediately closed the gate and sealed it tightly.

The Pope picked up the gavel and symbolically struck it, announcing the agenda.

"Everyone, I just received a message from Leithania. The content is hard to believe, but there are facts to prove it... Seventeen of our compatriots have fallen from heaven!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a huge uproar in the entire hall, making the solemn occasion noisy.

Although the cardinals felt the Pope's anxiety and urgency as soon as they entered the door, they never expected that such a collective fall would occur.

"Your Holiness, may I ask what exactly happened?" Someone immediately stood up and asked loudly, "Could it be that these people have collectively defected from Kazdel? Otherwise, how could they have fallen from heaven en masse?"

"I don't know the specifics," the Pope replied, stroking his beard. "According to the news, these people took it upon themselves to hunt down the recently expelled Fallen Angel Mostima, and in the process, they violated the law."

The hall fell silent again, and everyone stared at Evangelista XI in a daze. It was obvious that the situation had once again exceeded their expectations, even their imagination.

Bishop Isaac's eyes widened in shock, veins bulging on his clenched fists.

He had a terrible guess in his mind, but he didn't dare to confirm it completely.

After all, erasing fallen angels has been done many times before.

Although most of them were carried out by the Inquisition, a small number were also completed by Sakota.

He himself had judged several fallen angels before. If doing so was against the law, he would have fallen from heaven long ago.

Unless, the law has changed recently!