Chapter 645 - Modify the New Spell

Chapter 645 Modify the New Spell

It was a perk, not a skill or a special “move.”

So, Roland was quite shocked when he realized that it was a perk. It was well-known that perks couldn’t be silenced.

Spells, as skills, could be silenced or restrained.

However, when a perk was activated, it could hardly be restrained as long as its requirements were met.

So, it was not something that everybody could do, to transform an ability that was clearly a skill into a perk.

However, considering that this might be the Nether God’s ability, transforming a skill into a perk probably agreed with the rules of the magic world.

What ordinary people couldn’t do might be possible for the gods.

Roland was even more delighted by the description of the perk.

Supreme Dark Dimensional Slash: Special active perk. When you hold the Nether God’s Scythe, you can perform an attack of divine rules at a cost of at least 3,600 points of magic power, dealing a dark elemental damage of (10 * enemy level + consumed mana / 10) to all targets in the area. Additionally, it will cause spatial rapture damage depending on the size of the spatial crevice opened. The crevice will be connected to the Netherworld and absorb the souls within a certain range into the Netherworld.

It was the most powerful skill that Roland had seen. But of course, its consumption was unbelievably high too.

Roland had a total MP of no more than 1,100 even if he put on the best MP equipment with the most powerful magic power runes. Yet, this ability consumed at least 3,600 points.

For ordinary people, this was a fancy yet useless skill that they wouldn’t have a chance to use.

But Roland was different. He could receive enough magic power from the magic power bricks to activate the ability.

However, the magic power bricks were very precious, and Roland could only get an uncertain number of them every one or two months.

So, Roland would never use this ability unless it was absolutely necessary. Besides, the stats that the Nether God’s Scythe provided were enough for him to deal with most battles.

After the ability was recorded, the black sphere that protected Roland dwindled and completely disappeared into his body.

He rose from the pit, and the players gathered around him. Most of them were girls.

Earlier, the girls of the Phoenix Guild were always angry when they saw him.

However… most of them looked at him with admiration if not adoration at this moment.

“What happened just now?” Solisa looked at Roland curiously. “Was the super massive attack your new invention?”

“I’m not sure. It seems that my scythe still carries the Nether God’s will, and she doesn’t like the devils.”

Roland didn’t want to reveal his secret, so he didn’t confess the whole truth.

That explains a lot!

Many people were convinced.

Roland was still a Master. Even though he could invent powerful spells, the attack just now reeked of the power of gods.

They had played the game for more than three years and read about other people’s experiences on the forum every day.

Also, the players were good at summarizing. So, most of them had much more battle experience and common sense than the natives of this world.

Many of them could tell that the enormous woman formed by the dark cloud earlier had a higher energy level.

It was believable that she was the Nether God.

“Then did you reap anything from the black ball? I felt that you were evolving.”

“What evolving? I’m still level twelve,” said Roland calmly. “It was just a protective barrier.”

Roland knew magic better than anybody else. Who could argue with him if he claimed that it was a magic barrier?

The person who asked the question wasn’t malicious but simply curious.

However, Roland wasn’t sure that the audience of the stream were all kindhearted.

Some people simply didn’t want good things to happen to others.

So, it was necessary to hide one’s wealth and secrets just to be safe.

It wasn’t because they were cowards, but because they would rather not invite unnecessary trouble.

Roland looked around and found that the army of devils had already retreated, so he asked, “How is it going in the breeding city?”

“The rescue is ongoing,” said Solisa. “But a lot of people are feeling tired.”

Roland heaved a sigh; it couldn’t be helped.

It was easy to do good things once in a while, but it was not easy to persist in doing that.

It was not because those people weren’t kindhearted, but because the natural instincts for survival they inherited from their ancestors would warn them.

Such a warning manifested as their tiredness in their kindness.

One could endure selflessness for a while, even with their instinct for survival, but one couldn’t do that forever.

That had been engraved into their DNA.

To cope with such instincts, one had to be resolved and dignified.

So, Roland didn’t feel that those players were wrong. “Should we establish an incentive mechanism?” Moogle squeezed out of the crowd.

“That’s not good.” Roland shook his head. “Why don’t we take turns? Since many more players are coming to this place, they can take over the rescue work for now.”

Moogle heaved a sigh. “I guess that’s all we can do for now.” Roland teleported back to Delpon. He had received more than seven thousand Reputation points for killing the devils.

He exchanged for twenty points of MP and 0.4 Magic Power Regeneration in the Reputation Store.

For someone at his level, it was impossible to quickly increase his stats. He could only build them up bit by bit through equipment, perks, enchantments, titles etc.

At this moment, he could also obtain stats from the Reputation Store.

Also, Roland discovered that the exchange of stats didn’t have any limitation in the Reputation Store.

It meant that, as long as Roland killed enough devils, he could easily increase his stats to a crazy level

He would be able to accumulate a large sum of Reputation by performing a few more Dark Dimensional Slashes at the cost of magic power bricks.

But there was only a finite number of magic power bricks, and it would be a shame to use them so casually and affect the development of the floating city.

Therefore, it was necessary to improve crowd attack spells.

After he returned to Delpon, he instantly devoted himself to the modification of crowd attack spells.

It was impossible to strengthen the blue fireball anymore, not because the blue fireball had reached its peak, but because Roland wasn’t strong or knowledgeable enough to continue the research.

Or to put it more frankly, he didn’t know how he could further improve the spell yet.

Now that the blue fireball was at its limit, it was possible to try other spells.

For example… he could try to improve Whirlwind.

To be honest, if he could unleash a tornado, it would be quite destructive. It wouldn’t be as powerful as a nuclear explosion with the blue fireball, but it could last much longer

If it swirled in the enemy troops for half an hour, it could cause much more damage than the blue fireball would.

He might as well improve this one!

After he got a target, Roland began to parse the patterns of Whirlwind and infer the possible effects.

He also posted a thread in the Suggestion & Feedback section of the forum.

About the unreasonableness of Reputation Acquirement.

Roland’s thread basically went like this: “It’s not good that the Reputation Store only acknowledges the number and quality of devils one kills. Many people in the logistics division worked very hard too and the vanguard couldn’t have fought as well without them, yet they weren’t getting any Reputation. Same goes for the rescue party, who did the most arduous and caring job for nothing in return. That’s unfair. I hope that the devs can change the data and formulas in the game so that those people can get Reputation too.”

A GM soon replied to the thread.

“It’s a fair piece of advice. We haven’t done our job well. We’ll publish a new formula to acquire Reputation. Thank you for playing this

game.”

The players were naturally delighted to see the GM’s reply. Almost everybody left the same message: “Good deeds always pay off.”

Roland was quite relieved too. If the rescue party and the logistics division could get Reputation, they would be more motivated and less tired.

It was impossible to do good things all the time just with kindness and hot blood.

Positive feedback would be more helpful.

Then, Roland fully devoted himself to the improvement of Whirlwind.

He spent about five days improving Whirlwind into Small Tornado.

Yet it was not powerful enough.

The result soon came out after he ran experiments with dummies.

The Small Tornado could throw ordinary people around, but not very high up.

It could heavily wound them, but not necessarily kill them.

Considering that devils were taller and heavier than human beings on average, the Small Tornado might not be able to lift them. In particular, the battle demons of fear were too tall for the tornado, which was only slightly more than twenty meter tall, to imbalance them.

However… That seemed to be the end of the improvement of Whirlwind.

Unlike the blue fireball, this level-two spell had plenty of nodes but not many empty ones in its model.

It was rather challenging even if he wanted to modify it.

Roland performed Tornado in the wilderness and watched it move and absorb leaves under his control.

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Then, a pebble was thrown off into a rock near Roland. The pebble shattered, but it left a huge dent on the rock too.

Well… The wind speed was quite high.

The problem was that it couldn’t output much power.

Wait… Wind speed?

Roland suddenly had an idea.

If the pebble was already so powerful when it was thrown, what about sharp weapons?

His eyes glittered, and he began to consider Ice Cone.

He changed Ice Cone into Ice Slice at first. He then sharpened its edge.

After that, he implemented the model of Infinite Arcane Bullets and created the Infinite Ice Blades!

In the end, he tried to combine the Tornado with the Infinite Ice Blades.

Then, he created a tornado of ice blades that could continuously cut the enemy like a washing machine after absorbing them.

Even more funnily, the ice blades, spun and accelerated by the tornado, would have an effective damage radius of more than a hundred meters when they were thrown out like a hailstorm in the end.

Roland did an experiment.

After a dummy was absorbed into the tornado, it was quickly shredded by thousands of ice blades.

Then, a tremendous number of ice blades were thrown at his Magic Shield. Intense waves appeared on the surface of the shield, and his MP plummeted at an unbelievable speed.

The tornado’s surroundings were even more heartbreaking.

All the trees had been cut apart. There were no grasses that could be taller than ten centimeters.

Many rocks had been shattered too.

The fractures of the rocks were as smooth as a mirror.

Some of the huge and hard rocks had such deep holes on them that they looked like beehives.

The combination of the two spells of different classes succeeded.

However, Roland realized a fatal shortcoming of the spell.

Its control range was fifty meters, and its destructive radius was a hundred meters!

It meant that Roland himself would be attacked after the spell was activated.

Considering the intensity of the spell, Roland had to spend MP both on controlling the spell and on sustaining a Magic Shield to prevent himself from being killed. By conservation estimation, it was impossible for him to use this spell for longer than three minutes.

That was against the purpose of this spell.

He had intended to create a spell that could last longer and deal greater damage than the blue fireball could.

For example, he wanted it to last at least twenty minutes. Yet, it had lasted only three minutes, not even one-sixth of his expectation.

That didn’t feel very good.

Should he lower the power of the spell?

Unlikely.

The efficiency, damage, and penetration of this spell was based on the high speed of the tornado that propelled the ice blades.

If he were to lower the power of the spell, the wind speed of the tornado would surely drop.

In such a case, the tornado couldn’t draw in the enemy anymore, and the power of the ice blades would drop. The range of destruction would be lowered to a radius of a dozen meters.

What should he do?

Roland felt that he was caught in a dilemma.

His mental power was very high, but it was already his best to control such a powerful spell from fifty meters away. He couldn’t increase the control distance to a hundred meters just by modifying the spell model.

He wouldn’t be scared of being hurt in his elemental state, but he could only use one kind of elemental spell in that state.

Wind and ice were two different elements. He couldn’t control them both after he used Elemental Embodiment.

Was there another way?

Douglas visited Roland when he was in a dilemma.

Seeing how bummed Roland appeared, he asked if Roland had run into any problems.

Roland told him everything, just to get a second opinion.

In the end, Douglas simply said strangely, “Can’t you just build a shelter for yourself? One where you can see the outside and stay safe.”

Stunned, Roland seized Douglas’s hand and said in delight, “Thank you, I know what to do now.”

The spell was perfect and didn’t need any changing Three days after he completed the spell, a new army of devils appeared on the horizon.

This time, some twenty people seemed to have arrived, and a lot of devils that were holding wands were among them.

Then, Roland teleported back to the Realm of Devils.