nownovels Chapter 31 Elemental Backlash
Chapter 31 Elemental Backlash
Jack's mouth dropped open.
He stared blankly at the "forest path" that had been forcibly carved out.
"It penetrated?"
…That wind blade could actually pierce through so many large trees?!
Jack's brain has gone blank.
Is this some kind of low-level spell, Wind Blade?
"I see. The penetrating power is indeed at its maximum."
Looking at the destructive power before him, Rom finally showed a somewhat satisfied expression.
He originally thought that [Wind Blade] could only cut down a large tree, and its destructive power was far inferior to the optimized [Fireball].
Moreover, it consumes 6 points of computing power, so I originally planned to abandon it.
Unexpectedly, the wind blade, compressed to its limit, also possessed a terrifying penetrating property.
After cutting down the first large tree, its kinetic energy and sharpness barely diminished, and it continued its unstoppable advance.
In this way, Wind Blade and Fireball become a perfect complement.
In narrow terrain or when facing heavily armored units, this wind blade with extreme cutting power will become the most deadly weapon.
...
"Master Rom... Master Rom!!"
Jack's voice trembled.
"Please! Teach me quickly! Even just half the power will do!"
He pulled out his notebook and a piece of charcoal pencil, held them up to his chest with both hands, almost as if he were about to kneel down in the snow and beg him.
Seeing Jack's excited and expectant eyes, Romulus nodded:
"Okay, I'll teach you everything. Remember it well."
Jack dropped to his knees in the snow with a thud.
He had expected Rombe to put on airs or propose some extremely harsh exchange conditions.
Unexpectedly, the other party actually... agreed so easily?
The wind blade that could achieve the effect just now was definitely a secret technique that Luo Mu perfected after countless days and nights of hard work and even risking his life to try and fail!
Now, he's handing it over to me so generously without even blinking?
"Master Romuk...you trust me that much?"
Jack looked at Rom, his eyes reddening, his nose tingling, and his voice choking.
Looking at Jack, who was almost crying with emotion, Rom asked, somewhat puzzled:
"What's wrong? Are your legs weak?"
Jack hastily wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, sniffed, and said:
"No... I thought you would demand a large sum of money from me, or force me to sign a harsh contract before you would teach me."
Thank you, Master Romuk, your selflessness makes me feel ashamed.
Rom scratched his head.
To be honest, he had completely forgotten about the fee.
In my past, large companies offered free training to new employees, so it became a habit.
"Oh, no rush. Give me some silver coins or magic crystals as tuition after you've finished learning."
Luo Mu waved his hand generously, "I'm the kind of person who believes in teaching until you learn, and I don't charge you if you don't. My main principle is honest teaching."
Listen carefully.
Rom re-converted the code he had just simplified in the system into the corresponding ancient wind god language pronunciation and read it aloud to Jack, word by word.
Jack pricked up his ears, listening intently while memorizing the information.
A few seconds later, Rom shut his mouth.
Jack was taken aback and asked in disbelief:
"That's it?"
"That's all."
Jack was amazed.
This was more than half the length of the original wind blade spell he had learned.
"Impressive... I see! Significantly reducing the number of syllables in the spell not only increases casting efficiency but also allows for highly focused mental energy. This... is this Rom's secret technique?"
Jack was thrilled and silently read it over and over in his mind several times.
After confirming that he had completely memorized the intonation of each syllable, he quickly took out the wand inlaid with a blue gem and eagerly began his first attempt.
"Suhar Kazan... La Sith..."
As the last short syllable fell.
The next second, with a "whoosh," a swift wind element instantly gathered at the tip of Jack's staff.
The sharp, high-speed airflow was like a miniature meat grinder, scraping Jack's cheeks until they hurt.
But he didn't care at all; his eyes were filled with ecstatic joy.
"Great! I did it too!"
Rom stood to the side, arms crossed, nodding silently:
"That's right. It seems my deduction was correct; as long as the pronunciation is correct, others can also run this simplified code."
In this way, I can realize my plan to 'sell the patent'.
"Whoosh—whoosh!!!"
Just as Rom was still envisioning his grand code empire, suddenly, the wind blade at the tip of Jack's staff emitted a piercing shriek and instantly became violent.
Instead of shooting forward, the cyan wind blades, like an out-of-control turbulent current, began to spread along Jack's staff towards his arm!
"What's going on?!"
Jack cried out in terror.
He tried to throw away the staff, but the gale had already created a huge suction force, engulfing him entirely in the center of the sharp, knife-like storm.
Chi!
In just a few seconds, Jack's expensive white robe was torn open with more than a dozen rips, and the sharp blades even cut deep gashes on his bare hands and cheeks.
"Oh no! This...this is elemental backlash!"
Jack was terrified and froze in the gale, afraid to move a muscle, lest the slightest movement be sliced into pieces by the surrounding wind blades.
"What do we do?! Master Rom! Help! This wind won't stop!" Jack cried out in despair.
Standing a few meters away, Luo Mu watched this scene and couldn't help but be startled.
The original owner had received strict teachings from Hamelin since childhood: the greatest fear in magical practice is [elemental backlash].
When a spellcaster forcibly casts a spell beyond their level, mispronounces an incantation, shows disrespect to the elemental gods, or betrays the elemental gods, they may suffer retaliatory backlash from the elements.
To the people of this world, it was the wrath of the elemental gods descending.
Even the most powerful mage cannot withstand the backlash of the elements. At best, their magic source will be destroyed and they will be seriously injured; at worst, they will die on the spot and be completely devoured by the out-of-control elements.
but……
Rom was very puzzled:
"Jack clearly recited the incantation correctly, exactly as I had given him."
That code was personally tested and ran perfectly by me; there were no logical bugs! Why does it suffer from element backlash as soon as it runs?!
The wind blades on Jack's body grew increasingly violent, whipping up the snow on the ground and sending it flying everywhere.
His legs were trembling and he was covered in sweat. In this life-or-death moment, he instinctively began to cry out for mercy:
"Great Goddess of Wind, Aloras!... I have not betrayed you! Why must you bring divine punishment upon us...?"
"Every morning I recite hymns of praise to you... I am your devout believer!"
God of the Elements... Hymn...
Upon hearing Jack's cries, a flash of inspiration struck Rom, and he suddenly understood.