Twenty Sided Dice

??? On the Void Ship, Siegel has collected a lot of flaming soul crystals, and he can convert them into a magic circle of plasma energy at his fingertips. In addition to the miscellaneous things stored in the space bag, there are also some items from the workshop on the voidship. In particular, some strangely shaped components exuding mysterious powers, which Siegel brought back when they were magic items.

These items are also unrecognizable by spells, but modrons are able to slowly combine them. If you ask Erdu the principle and function of these things, it can't say why. Fortunately, he was born a repairman and was very familiar with mechanical equipment. He made a simple assembly line according to the gourd.

Siegel is going to attach the spell storage and destruction sonic spells to the bolts. Fortunately, he doesn't need to cast the entire two spells, just some fragments of them. Lock down the plasma with a dharma-storage spell, and reinforce the tuning fork with the structure of a sonic spell.

Unraveling spells like this is a necessary step to becoming an archmage, and only then can you gain insight into the nature of magical power. Many mages can form their own spellcasting styles because they focus on dismantling spells and recombining them, and the differences in mages' talents are mainly reflected in this aspect.

It's a lot like taking a piece of a score and turning it into a new piece. Everyone knows the method, but the resulting songs are very different. Some are beautiful, some are sonorous and powerful, while others are like noise and hard to hear. Siegel's style is sonorous, always choosing the simplest, most direct way to recompose spells. The new magic circle formed in this way is much smaller, and the cost of manufacturing is greatly reduced.

Erdu watched Siegel draw on the parchment, his two big eyes flashing. He assessed the size of the circle and kept reminding Siegel, "It's smaller, it's smaller."

If you can understand the minimization technique and deep engraving of Naikes, you don't need to be so troublesome. Siegel was lying on the desk, modifying his magic circle over and over again, making full use of every space and reducing the size of the circle as much as possible.

"What is the maximum area that can be drawn on a crossbow bolt. How thin can the lines be?" Siegel dragged the Modron and handed him his quill: "Draw me a rough outline, I'm so good at it. A goal!"

Erdu picked up the pen and drew a slender rectangle on the paper. Then point it to Siegel. The rectangle is about the same size as the index and middle fingers together.

"How is this possible?" Siegel frowned and said, "I have to subtract at least 20% of the size."

"Is it difficult?" Erdu doesn't have much concept of magic circle, he only knows casting and assembly.

Siegel nodded and said to the modron: "This magic circle is essential to maintain the stability of the plasma in the crossbow. If the dots flow around before firing, the shooter will be seriously injured. The sonic spell is used to stimulate. Without this, the arrow would be useless."

"Oh, that's what it looks like, it's so complicated." Modron said so, but the expression on his face didn't matter. "Don't forget that the crossbow bolt has a cylindrical body, and you need to be able to roll up this design."

Siegel patted his head, feeling really busy. If it is rolled up to form a three-dimensional array, it can bring an advantage. If the similar spell structures are very close, they can be borrowed from each other after improvement, and some patterns may be saved. Siegel scrambled the entire spell array again. Put the most relevant parts close together, and put the most repetitive magic structures in the best positions. Again and again, with constant calculations and attempts, Siegel, like the most stingy miser, squeezed out every inch of space as efficiently as possible.

Modron installed his own assembly line on the side, slowly combining the mechanical parts of the transmission. Most of the mechanical arms and gears made by blacksmiths are unqualified, and they do not meet the requirements of the mechanical realm at all, but Modron can make corrections by himself, and use the high-hardness grinding stone given by dwarves to improve the accuracy of parts. Fortunately, Siegel gave him a lot of things on the Void Ship, many of which can greatly reduce the workload of Erdu.

He works while humming, his slender robotic arms moving quickly. Just then he heard a "crack" sound behind him. Siegel broke the quill and stood up from the table.

The wizard said nothing, so the curious Modron walked over to see it himself. He saw that a complex array was drawn inside the rectangle, but there was still a very small part outside the rectangle. Like the legs of a snake.

"I've tried my best to reduce the space by 10%, but it's still not enough. Do I have to use an oversized crossbow?"

"What's wrong with an oversized crossbow, the more powerful it is, the stronger it is, and the more handsome it looks?" Erdu waved his arms above his head, in a mess of excitement.

"The crossbow bolt has become larger. The larger size of the crossbow means that the material of the crossbow string needs to be reworked, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve sufficient shooting speed; the winding mechanism will become heavier than before, and a larger lever is required to be pulled; The increase in overall weight means more training and lower hit rate." Siegel pointed out the problems one by one, but the most important thing is this: "Just the ammunition, as long as the crossbow is changed, the elves will know immediately. I made these things against the ancient tree of war."

Then the elves will definitely come to the door and destroy Heimland. Erdu also understood the problem. He kept shaking his body, comforting Siegel and saying, "Don't worry, if you can't, just give up some of the spell's effect, or move the spell to another place."

"These two effects can't be reduced any more." Siegel stood up and naturally put his hand on Stardust's sword hilt. "How can the spell be moved, what if it is taken apart..."

He lowered his head and looked in the direction of his hand. Since it has long been a habit, his palm does not feel strange when it touches the hilt. The razor-sharp wrap of the Mages Association has been integrated with the star dust, soaked in sweat and blood, but still provides the power of magic enhancement.

The strengthening of the weapon does not have to be applied to the weapon itself, the scabbard and the wrap are all feasible options. Since there is not enough space for crossbow bolts, why not make a layer of "scabbard" for them?

Siegel had a hazy idea and immediately started designing. Make a box for storing crossbow bolts, which can be loaded with three shots at a time. It only needs to be able to cooperate with most crossbows, and it is best to be buckled on the crossbow. Most crossbows need to be wound up first, and then the bolts are placed in the grooves. Siegel can make an upper magazine that just fits the body of the crossbow, allowing the bolts to automatically fall into the grooves, and then the magazine ensures that the bolts are always surrounded by the magic circle before firing.

After being launched, the crossbow bolt can fly for a few seconds at most, such a short period of time. The previous additional magic effects will not immediately expire, and the plasma will not splash down in flight. As for hitting the enemy, stability and instability have no practical significance.

In doing so, the upper magazine can also be reused, which saves the cost of making the magic circle on the other hand.

"I should have thought of that!" Siegel drew three blueprints. think this approach is feasible. Loading the magazine not only solves the problem of drawing the magic circle, but also gives Siegel the opportunity to carve other circles on the crossbow bolt.

"There are magic circles on the magazines and plasma bolts to sell to others, but the magic circles on the bolts should be kept for yourself." When inspiration emerged, Siegel moved quickly. Almost in one go, he determined the design drawings of all the parts of the crossbow bolt. All the brains were handed over to Erdu.

"You still need to make some parts yourself, especially the part of the engraved magic circle. At present, we lack fine gold, so we can only use hard steel, which wears out quickly, so you have to engrave more parts."

"There should be a small piece of pure gold in the warehouse. It has been useless since I bought it. I will leave it to you this time." Siegel said, "Apart from pure gold, what else do you need?"

"I can't think of it at the moment." Modron checked the item list and blueprints over and over again. "I probably won't be able to succeed once, so don't train me."

"I know that, you just work hard." Siegel rubbed his red eyes. Just feel extremely tired. He sits in a chair and can fall asleep if he closes his eyes for less than two minutes.

"You haven't slept for five days," Modron jumped, as if nothing had happened: "Your flesh and blood can't compare with mine, go and rest."

Siegel then noticed the passage of time. He tried his best to prop up his body and finally returned to the bedroom. Janet was playing a game of catch with Isaac, and when she saw Siegel's questioning eyes, she immediately understood her husband's thoughts.

"Our territory is currently very good, there is no emergency, you can go and rest."

The mage fell asleep and didn't wake up until a day and a night later.

He was awakened by the cheers outside.

"What happened?" Siegel looked around. Janet was not there, and no servant was there. He was lying on the big bed in the bedroom, putting on neat and comfortable pajamas. With Isaac's crib by his side, the little one wasn't bothered by the sounds outside at all. sleep soundly.

Anyway, the cheers wouldn't be a bad thing, maybe the half-orc Humke was holding some kind of competition. Siegel frowned and ordered Raven Balon to check it out. He's in better spirits now, but his stomach growls with hunger.

The clothes I usually wear are on the chair at the foot of the bed. I took out the elf biscuit from the space bag and took a bite, which made my body feel much more comfortable. when he was wearing it. Raven has sent a message back. This time it was not Humke, but Maul returned to the castle with several corpses of crawling dragons.

This is a fat lizard the size of a black bull and the size of a wild boar. It is an omnivorous animal, and grass, fruit and small animals can satisfy its hunger. Due to his short temper and often causing trouble, the crawling dragon has a thick skin that can only be hurt by a well-maintained sharp weapon - just right for armor~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and this creature has a delicious flesh, Whether it is to satisfy hunger or to taste, it is a good choice.

This lizard is sometimes seen on the city wall mountains. If it is caught and sold, it can be exchanged for thirty gold coins from any lord in the castle defense chain. The mercenaries in the New World are more or less praying that they can encounter this kind of creature. As long as they dare to work hard, they will still have a good harvest.

Maul encountered the Creeping Dragon in the new stronghold west of the Walled Mountains. At first, with the idea of ​​not causing trouble, he forbade anyone to go hunting. Unexpectedly, there was a problem with the crawling dragon's brain, and it felt that the new fortress was very unsightly, so it took the initiative to attack.

Naturally, the new knight would not be soft-hearted. His longbow blinded the crawling dragon, and the sharp sword then pierced Fei Lizard's head. Seeing this, the dwarves rushed down excitedly, and a small team of more than 20 crawling dragons was wiped out. Maul picked five of the most complete and fat crawling dragons and brought them back as gifts for the lord. The rest are stacked in new fortresses as food reserves.

Seeing this, Janet accepted the gifts, and gave three of them to the kitchen for all the knights and defenders to taste. The good meat that only lords usually enjoy will fall into his bowl, which immediately caused cheers from the soldiers. (To be continued.)