Wandering in the maze.

The original wandering maze had turned into a high tower. In a short period of time, Art was fortunate enough to see such a miracle again——

The entire underground maze rises from the ground and turns into a tall tower.

Each area of ​​the maze has also become a tower room.

This underground maze, transformed from the dead corpses of wandering giant beasts, has completely lost its original appearance.

He stayed with the great wizard of prophecy - always keeping a distance of twenty meters.

The great wizard even used astral phantoms - interfering with starlight through spiritual energy and projecting consciousness onto the light to form phantom clones.

Although he already knew that there was terrible misfortune around him, Art still found it quite strange that a great wizard who was far more powerful than him would do such a thing.

Three days of study have passed. In addition to learning the correct way to extract the blue blood gem from Master Edgeworth, he is still frantically engraving inscriptions.

After the short study of potion alchemy is over, he will begin to try to carve inscriptions.

The success rate of engraving according to the inscriptions of the existing spell sequence is extremely high. However, in a state of exhaustion, the further engravings proceed, the more failures there will be.

Currently, in the past 7 hours, he has made 0 engravings, but he has only succeeded 8 times, engraving 8 new inscriptions, and due to excessive mental exhaustion, after the first two consecutive successes, he was followed by at least one

Failed, and even fainted the last time.

And his crazy behavior was stopped by Edgeworth.

"If you want to damage your soul, make your future entry slower, or even die here directly, I won't stop you."

These words allowed Art to temporarily end this crazy move.

At night, Art, who was ordered to rest by Edgeworth, plunged his consciousness into the spiritual sea.

In the spiritual sea, that single inscription floats on top of two stacked whirlpools.

After his eyes passed over the inscription that was the same as the automatic script's spell inscription, Art entered into a short meditation, using meditation to soothe his spirit.

The spell of automatic writing is not as simple as Art thought. It is just a spell for recording.

He recalled his previous conversation with Edgeworth's Starlight Phantom:

"You haven't constructed the spell of automatic scribe yet? Hopeless idiot, do you think automatic scribe is just for recording information?"

"What is this? A transcript of the automatic writing spell? Or a simplified version? Gnus? Is it the transcript of the Taklanxia family? 8 inscriptions? This thing is a simplified version for waste! Look at this! This 1

One!"

"Did you see it clearly? The automatic scribe is a sequence of 1 inscription, not 8. That is the spell of a low-level apprentice!"

After being roared for a while, Art obtained the spell sequence of this automatic scribe.

He had thought it was a little strange before. After all, according to normal standards, the number of inscription sequences for a mid-level apprentice spell was at least one, and he remembered that the automatic scribe was a mid-level apprentice spell, but the one he got from Count Baixi only had 8 inscriptions.

Apart from the possibility that Earl Baixi was trying to trick him, the automatic writing spell engraved by the other party was also like this.

After scanning the phantom magic eye floating in the center of the spiritual sea, Art calmed down and began to construct the spell.

The structure of the spell is different from the engraving of the inscription, but the early process is similar.

The first thing he needs to do is make a copy of the same inscription.

Different from carving inscriptions for the first time, when you already have inscriptions, you can directly copy them by consuming mental power - use mental power to directly intercept these floating inscriptions, and then you can copy them.

Previously, Art could only imitate the inscriptions from the spell sequence.

The inscription that has been constructed into a spell sequence is no longer a separate individual, but the entire spell sequence has become a whole.

If you want to copy, you need mental power to wrap and penetrate to copy, and as the penetration and copying proceeds, mental power will connect the entire spell sequence.

To put it simply, the inscription on the spell sequence cannot be copied, only the entire spell sequence can be copied.

If you want to construct a new spell sequence, you can currently only copy the existing inscription.

Art's consciousness controlled the mental power to wrap the first inscription and slowly penetrated it. At the same time, not far away from it, an identical inscription was slowly emerging.

While copying, Art was also slowly making adjustments, and the rough corners were also repaired.

The first inscription was successful.

Art used his consciousness to control the inscription to move to the other side, and then started constructing other inscriptions.

These inscriptions are like culminations. The process of constructing a spell sequence is modeling, and it cannot fail. It requires a successful modeling.

At worst, it will cause the built sequence to collapse, at worst, it may cause mental injury due to the collapse of the structure.

When Art was constructing, on the other side——

.......

Glora County, central part.

Castle of the Earl of Glora.

Two blond young men appeared in front of the castle, one with blond hair and red eyes, and the other with blond hair and gray eyes.

The young man with blond hair and red eyes walked forward and was about to knock on the door.

And when he bent his fingers and was about to touch the door, the door slowly opened, and he hurriedly retracted his hand.

Black trousers and a short robe that only covered the upper body - an old man with gray hair wearing a butler's uniform appeared as the door slowly opened.

The pair of turbid eyes swept over the innocent young man behind him, then glanced over at the man in front of him, and said slowly:

"Sir Wiggs, you are back."

"Long time no see! Butler Alphonse!" The red-eyed young man, Wiggs, showed a bright smile, "I'm back!"

"Okay." Butler Alphonse just looked calm, and the smile at the corner of his mouth didn't look so sincere. Yesterday's guest made him not in a very good mood.

He looked at the young man behind Wiggs, his eyes paused for a moment at his ears covered by his long hair, and then he seemed to have thought of something and nodded: "Who is this?"

"He's Ferrol—"

Wiggs smiled and was about to introduce it, but at this moment Ferrol's voice also sounded:

"I am Ferrol Silva."

"Silva..." Ivons was stunned when he heard this last name, and then took a deep look at him, "I will inform the owner, you guys wait here."

"Okay! Mr. Ivons!" Wiggs replied with a smile on his face, and Ferrol nodded after a pause.

Ivons turned around and noticed keenly that before the other party answered, the gray eyes turned reddish for a moment.
Chapter completed!