Chapter 84 – Evil Spell

When he returned home at noon, the Kid was still at his task of copying, and the papers that Saeuno had copied out were already in a huge pile.

Jace sat on the edge of the bed and watched the little devil Biao Biao writing, seeing that the ink will go down a big cut, this ink is so expensive …… How long will it take to finish copying a book ah?

Thinking about that huge pile of books in the entire Wizard’s Sanctuary library, they can’t all be written by magic, can they?

The thought of having to pay for ink gives me a headache.

The sword is still folded. 5 silver coins might as well buy a bottle of ink.

By the way, I should have asked for a sword back at the Stone Castle, I don’t know if they’ll give it or not, I think they will. It’s too late to say anything now.

Orc language exchange opportunity must get, otherwise to go to Dalaran also want money, to the winter curtain festival will certainly become more people to and from the bar, dwarves, humans are going back home ah, by then if there is no wizards temple reimbursement, the boat ticket must be more expensive than now, then how much money they have to spend?

Jess sighed deeply.

When he lowered his head, he saw the rolled up, only a spine and a few torn sheets of paper remnants of the book that had leaked out from under the bed.

By the way, why is that orc warlock treating this lousy book as a treasure so much? Now that I know a lot of orc vocabulary, and there’s another one who knows demonic language next to me, I should be able to read what’s written in this book, right?

The runes on the spine of the book were so tattered and indistinct that they were simply unrecognizable, and the pieces of paper that remained after the flip were still intact, at least the burned area wasn’t too much.

Jace took a general look at it and found a few orcish runes he still recognized from it, death, vitality, magic, and stuff like that.

Realizing that he couldn’t really figure out what was written on it with his current vocabulary, he asked the brat beside him after seeing that there was also some demonic writing on it.

“Sëanor, come and see what it says.”

The little ghost came over to look at it and recited, “Luhravinketa, Luharakipta …… It is a spell, a very evil spell, master.”

Jace’s eyelids fluttered as he remembered how the brat had described the Shadow and the Evil Energy – not as some black magic, dark power, but as a shortcut to help one to the highway of success, a power of absolute greatness.

A spell that makes this guy feel evil, how evil does it have to be?

“This spell harms your own vitality, harming your own life as the price …… of restoring your magic, the pain the spell causes, and more Shadow power, master.”

Jace slowly looked up and then nodded down, it wasn’t blood to blue?

Is this a blood to blue spell? Life Shunt? Jace felt his hands start to shake.

No wonder that orc warlock kept this like a treasure, so this is a life diversion spell?

What’s the point of having blue bottles? Just turn it!

Waiting a moment, Jace instantly came to the point that this wasn’t a game at all, and the cost of blood to blue was definitely not as simple as a few numbers.

The Kid had just said that the spell would bring pain, and that those pains would be transformed into Shadow Power.

What does it mean to harm vitality, to harm life?

It was a self-inflicted wound; after all, even the Kid had said the spell was evil enough, which meant that not even a demon would move the spell.

“Luhravinketa, Lualaki ……”

Jace had thought to read along to familiarize himself with the spell and forced himself to stop chanting, remembering how a random spell at Marin’s had resulted in a fire.

But it was reasonable to assume that most spells wouldn’t be so simple to work straight away, and as Marin had said, there would be a number of conditions for casting the spell.

But after all, dark spells have always been non-conformist, and there’s no chance that those dark things have been around all this time, just waiting for you to shout them out, or maybe even impatiently rushing out on their own when they’re done chanting.

Since listening to Marin’s “energy consciousness talk”, Jace had felt as if he was being watched by tons of shadow energy all the time.

He sensed his bodily sensations and the air around him, making sure that so much as a thought hadn’t fanned out any fluctuations of Shadow energy before letting go.

“Look, does it say anything about the essentials of spell casting?”

“The others are orcish runes, ah, master.” The little ghost shook his head and said, “I can’t read them, O master, whether you can read them or not, don’t use this spell indiscriminately.”

“Why?” Jess said, “Do you know anything about it?”

“Even demons will be shadowed if this magic is used too much.” The little ghost touched his face and said, “Their skin will darken, and the flames of demonic fire in their eyes will dim a little and turn into a deep red, eventually stepping into the realm of the Shadow and being assimilated into the void. There are many kinds of spells like this, and this spell, is one of the best to learn. Demons are one of the least susceptible to the Shadow’s energies, our flesh and blood is evil energy, our power is surging chaotic evil fire, and our food is undisturbed arcana, all of which are powerful enough to repel the Shadow’s irreversible influences, but if you invite the Shadow in of your own volition, it will be difficult to invite it out after it has come in and become a part of your body! “

Somehow, Jace suddenly remembered the scenes of warlocks playing the game in the past who didn’t sit on the floor to eat and drink in order to sustain themselves, and who ran while frantically exchanging blood for blue, which ultimately caused a unanimous frenzy of spamming by both the healer and the headmaster.

According to the brat’s words, if he continuously chanted spells and cast spells like that, and changed blue with a flurry of blood like a gamer, wouldn’t he turn into a Shadow Demon on the spot? Or die suddenly on the spot.

The orc warlocks in the Shadow Council are probably just casting too many similar spells, resulting in darkened skin and oddly colored eyes.

This way he himself must distance himself from such spells, for he must spend time with humans at all times, and in case his appearance were to change, would it not be difficult not to be exposed?

Come to think of it, the book really does hide interesting spells as expected, you just can’t use them yourself.

It would be fine to use him as a life-saving jutsu sometime if he could figure out the spell, but only if it was paired with a powerful enough Jedi countermagic that he had already mastered.

Sacrificing a portion of your life in exchange for magical power in the most urgent moments to unleash an undercurrent powerful enough to turn the tide.

Fearcraft is not quite enough for …… at the moment.

Especially in light of Jace’s experience with using it, an elite warrior would be enough to not run away after being subjected to a fear spell of his own volition, and it would probably only take a few seconds or so before he regained his senses and realized that he had been affected by dark magic since.

That said, his fear spell was nowhere near powerful enough, and since the incantation was fine, perhaps there was a problem with the pronunciation, just as Saeuno had said last time about the pronunciation of demonic language.

If he had practiced his fear technique enough to scare a young dragon to the point where it was too scared to move on the ground, using a crushing self-damaging trick like the life shunt to move it would still be worthwhile.