I stood facing the augite target, the room around silent and expectant.
My back remained straight, and I closed my eyes for a mont, allowing the process of casting the Solar Light Bow spell to flow through my mind.
I recalled every step of the ritual—the channeling of spiritual energy, the way gestures and voice intertwine to create the magical construct.
The precision, the fluidity.
The connection with the essence of the spell.
Taking a deep breath, I opened my eyes and spoke in a firm and solemn voice, with the determination of a master.
—Biochip. Pay very close attention to the entire process. Correct imdiately if you think I’ve made even the slightest mistake!
The response ca instantly, with the efficiency I expected.
["Beep!"]
["New task established!"]
["Initiating real-ti monitoring..."]
Blue light, in the blink of an eye, filled my vision.
The practice room was now digitized, and before my eyes appeared a precise three-dinsional projection.
Countless blue node points were scattered throughout the room, as if dividing the space into ticulously detailed regions.
Every movent I needed to make was broken down into a series of virtual images, each in a precise order.
All in a set of algorithmic instructions projected directly onto my retina.
—I don’t need that. I said softly, waving my hand upward impatiently, making the tutorial hologram disappear before .
I trusted that the artificial experience I had absorbed was more than enough for what I needed to do, but continue the monitoring only.
I closed my eyes briefly, and the decision was made.
Before casting spells, let’s try a physical attack first!
With a fluid motion, I stepped forward.
The muscles in my right arm flexed, the tension building, and then, in a single movent, I lunged toward the augite target.
"Pow!"
The sound of my punch echoed through the room as my fist t the hard surface of the humanoid target.
A slight mark, almost imperceptible, remained on the resilient material—but still, it was sothing.
I could feel the resistance of the stone, which had partially repelled the force of my blow.
Instantly, the biochip’s screen flickered, and words began to form in the digitized display.
["Classification: Physical Attack."]
["Power Level: 1."]
["Damage to Target: Minimal."]
This is the official standard used by Mages to asure the extent of their power.
One unit is equivalent to the amount of energy that can be released by 1 gram of magical crystal.
In other words, it is an efficient way to quantify strength... but, as always, it is not the most precise.
With a quick motion, I grabbed the hamr I had conjured and fastened it at my waist.
The hamr, a substitute for the rapier I used to carry, was perfect for the tests I planned to conduct.
I ran my fingers over the handle, firm and cold, then bent my knees, preparing for the strike.
"Jump~~"
With a controlled leap, I stepped forward and, with all my strength concentrated in my muscles, struck the augite target with an impetuous swing.
The energy in my body transford into a wave of pure force as the hamr descended.
The impact was resounding, reverberating across the floor of the room.
"Bang!"
A small crack appeared on the surface of the stone, so insignificant it almost went unnoticed.
Frustration began to grow within , but I still knew I needed more data to understand how to increase the power.
The biochip’s screen flickered, displaying the results.
["Classification: Physical Attack."]
["Power Level: 2."]
["Damage to Target: Minimal."]
I looked at the screen and then nodded thoughtfully.
I used all my power to strike with the hamr, yet the damage was like this...
How pathetic.
Without a doubt, the magic I cast upon this target will have far greater effect.
In other words, in the magical world, physical strength will only be useful if it is sothing completely inhuman.
With that, I turned my back on the target and walked away, my focus now shifting to what truly mattered—testing spells.
It’s ti to see what magic can do.
With my thoughts focused and spiritual energy pulsing through my body, I took a deep breath and began to recite the magical words firmly, letting them intertwine with the swift movents of my hands.
—Solar Light Bow!
—Obey my command.
—Co and burn away the darkness! My voice was low and controlled, yet filled with authority.
As the words were spoken, my body began to glow in shades of yellow, a sign that the energy of the light elent was being invoked.
My fingers moved at an astonishing speed, tracing symbols in the air, compressing the light and shaping it into form.
The bow of light appeared before .
Along with it, a vibrant arrow of light, almost ethereal, began to take shape in my hands, ready to be fired.
When the magical construct was complete and the arrow of light was firmly in my hands, I drew the string of light back and then released it, propelling it forward and urging the spell to follow the command given.
"Buzz~~"
The arrow shot forward at an absurd speed, humming through the air like a bolt of lightning, and then struck the augite target with a deafening impact.
The arrow of light exploded upon hitting the target’s chest.
"BOOM~~"
A ball of light the size of a lon ford at the point of impact, releasing a violent shockwave.
The temperature in the surroundings rose rapidly, heating everything to an almost unbearable level within a radius of five ters.
The augite target was imdiately scorched, and at the center of the explosion, a small hole the size of a fingernail was left in the stone.
The smoke and debris began to dissipate, and I could see the damage caused.
The target had been destroyed in a way that no physical force could achieve.
["Spell Evaluation"]
["Damage Inflicted"]
["Physical Damage: 5 points"]
["Light Damage: 16 points"]
["Attributes"]
["Attack Range: 120 ters"]
["Area of Effect: 5 ters"]
["Solar Light Bow: Level 0 Magic."]
["Casting Ti: 3 seconds."]
["Consumption: 1 spiritual force."]
Smiling, I read the report.
Just as I had anticipated, the spell was imnsely more powerful than any physical attack.
But, as always, my interest was not only in destruction.
I was learning, adjusting every piece of my understanding.
—Biochip, what is the average ti for an Acolyte to cast a spell? Remove from the equation.
["Beep!"]
["Without artificial experience, an Acolyte, after months of practice, will need to chant for at least 10 seconds before casting the spell."]
["Otherwise, it is highly likely that the spell will destabilize and end up exploding in the Acolyte’s hands."]
I nodded, reflecting on the information.
That was the difference between and an ordinary acolyte.
They were much slower, without the mastery I already possessed.
—I assu this also applies to the spiritual energy spent, right? I asked, with a satisfied smile.
["Yes! Without experience, an average Acolyte spends around 2 energy points per spell."]
I clenched my fists with a pleased smile, my ego fueled by the information.
I’m incredible.
I suppose that at Level 2, in a duel, I might be one of the strongest.
Well... at least in theory.
But even with that confidence, I knew that theory and practice were different.
In a real fight, there are always unforeseen factors, such as an Acolyte using a magical item. Destruction potions, traps... and so on.
The reality of duels was full of nuances, but at least I had the advantage of having complete control over my energy.
My destiny is certainly one of infinite greatness.
If I am so superior to an ordinary Acolyte, this will certainly apply when I beco a Mage, right? After all, it makes sense.
Besides, I will only use my magical energy as a last resort, when all my options as an engineer have been exhausted.
I am sure that, before I unleash my lethal Solar Light Bow, my enemies will already be exhausted from fighting all my devices.
I shake my head and push those arrogant thoughts to the back of my mind.
Ti to test my other spell.
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