Reforged Chapter 52: Magical Circuit

Old Norton handed over Kael'thas's Apprentice's Handbook to Duke.

"Duke, place your hand on it and don't resist the illusions it gives you. This will be a valuable inheritance," he said.

Duke gently placed his hand on the book, and a system prompt appeared immediately.

"Host, unknown neural transmission detected. Danger level is below 3%. Do you accept the transmission?"

"Yes!"

As the old man infused the last page with a strange arcane energy of azure hue, the elvish characters on the pages suddenly seemed to come alive. They wriggled and twisted on the pages, then began to combine and weave together to form new arcane patterns.

"New magical circuit construction method detected. Function: enhance arcane energy absorption. After analysis...it will significantly increase the host's absorption of Arcane and Fire branch categories of shaping magic. It is recommended that the host synchronizes and polarizes some of their own magical circuits," said the system sprite, still loyally fulfilling its duties.

Duke's vision was completely replaced by an illusory starry sky. Even his existence seemed to vanish, no need to breathe or think.

He felt as though he had transformed into countless strands of spiritual threads. He could clearly sense that his spirit was stimulated by an inexplicable force, making it exultant. Waves of mana surged like tides within every spiritual thread.

Then, numerous spiritual threads began to intertwine, forming clusters of braids. These braids intertwined to form an even larger strand. The barriers between the spiritual threads somehow dissolved, and the tiny threads became small tubes. Subsequently, the small tubes merged into even larger tubes.

When the tubes became incredibly thick in Duke's vision, they finally coiled into a closed circle, connecting head to tail.

Duke could clearly 'see' the radiant arcane energy surging within the massive tubes. The energy constantly struck and battered the scab-like barrier formed by the joined head and tail of the tubes.

It seemed that the arcane energy within the tubes wasn't enough to break the barrier. However, at the last moment, an indescribable external spiritual wave heightened once more, like reaching the peak of a mountain range only to find a higher, illusory peak in the clouds, elevating Duke's perception of power to a whole new level.

No, this method of surpassing one height after another was no ordinary technique.

Duke not only felt the old man's power but also a strange, mysterious force filled with a gentle warmth.

He suddenly realized...this might be the spiritual power left behind by the high elf Sun King Anasterian.

Duke didn't know if Kael'thas had ever benefited from this power, but now, it was all passed on to him.

A massive circular magical circuit model appeared in Duke's spiritual sea. At this moment, his body was like a 3D printer, perfectly replicating the model as if projecting it.

A dot, a line, a plane, a solid – slowly projected, slowly shaped.

Duke could 'see' that this was no ordinary magical circuit. On the circuit, there were countless mysterious blue pentagram symbols. After taking shape, these symbols began to draw in the free-floating arcane energy around them like the suction cups of an octopus.

Multicolored specks of light were filtered by the pentagrams on the circuit, and by the time they entered the circuit, they had become pure arcane energy. Although the absorbed light specks were like thin soap bubbles, they genuinely increased the total amount of arcane energy within the circuit.

Not only did it increase the energy, but it also enhanced the pulsation within the circuit.

Unlike the blood vessels in a human body that simply carry blood, the rapidly flowing arcane energy was silently expanding the width of the circuit, making it wider, more elastic, and thicker!

In his trance, Duke seemed to hear the voice of old Norton. The voice was a bit hazy, as if separated by a thick curtain of water, with an incredible echo.

He could still be sure that it was the old man's voice.

"You little madman! I only told you to learn how to create your own magical circuit, not to do it right here and now! Crazy! Crazy! Absolutely crazy!"

Duke was well aware that a huge magical circuit had already formed within him – the most basic [Arcane Circuit].

Just like in the game he played in his previous life, [Arcane] was the engine of a mage's magical energy. A mage's talents were either arcane combined with frost, or arcane combined with fire. Without arcane, there would be no endurance, and mana would be quickly depleted.

He didn't know what level his magical circuit was at now, but the secret knowledge passed down from the Sun King to his beloved son definitely wouldn't be lacking.

"Alright, lad, don't be greedy. End it," the old man's voice came through again in his trance.

But at that moment, Duke discovered that he couldn't stop.

A gap suddenly opened in the arcane circuit, and a group of new mental power threads began to grow rapidly like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

"Damn it!" the old man cursed angrily.

The next second, his voice suddenly stopped, but the mental power from him did not disappear.

Duke had no way to stop it. This wasn't what he wanted; it seemed the mental power left by the Sun King in this notebook was meant to create another huge magical circuit in one go.

Suddenly, he understood why!

Kael'thas!

In the game, Kael'thas always had several orbs of arcane and fire magic hovering above his head in a flashy display. That was not only his constant exercise of his magical power, but also a way to store mana.

Considering that most of Kael'thas's moves were related to fire, it wasn't hard to guess the lineage of the Sun King's spells – a dual attribute of arcane and fire, known as [Arcfire]!

Having completed the arcane circuit, it wouldn't allow Duke to quit halfway without also creating the remaining [Fire Circuit].

Duke only felt that his mental power was burning like firewood, giving him the sensation of being engulfed in a furnace.

His skin was scorched by high temperatures, and it seemed like his hair was burnt too.

No longer blood, but molten lava flowed through every blood vessel in his body. The intense heat dominated his mind, making it impossible for him to suppress the agitation in his heart.

He needed to vent!

He needed to release!

"Ahh--" Duke didn't know if he actually roared, but if he were in the real world instead of the spiritual one, his roar would probably resemble a raging ancient beast.

With absolutely no time to rest, it was as if he had just climbed out of the bottom of the Grand Canyon, only to be immediately asked to climb to the peak of Mount Hyjal! ...