Night.
Weston returned home, reopened the Super Ancient Text's operating interface, clicked on the avatar in the corner, and sent a message to his old grandpa-in-residence - the old Old Man Falong.
"Senior, are you there?"
A few seconds later, Elefseria replied: "What is it?"
"It's like this, my magic Super Ancient Text, although very efficient in information gathering and processing, is not very useful in combat, so I want to learn a combat magic. I wonder if you have any recommendations?"
After sending the message, Weston sat quietly in place, his eyes fixed on the dialogue box, waiting for a reply.
After a while, the 'beep beep beep' sound finally rang.
"You can awaken the Super Ancient Text, which means you have a talent for processing information and text."
"If you want to learn magic that can be used in combat, I suggest you try 'Word Magic'."
Word Magic?
Upon receiving the suggestion, Weston immediately began to think.
The so-called Word Magic is the ability to use magic power to write text with a certain real meaning and materialize the content.
In the original work, there are three people who use this kind of magic.
One is Levy, one is Freed, and the last one is Yomazu, a samurai from 'Grimoire Heart'.
Among these three types of magic, there are the concepts of 'three-dimensional' and 'formulaic'.
The former is to make the text three-dimensional. For example, writing 'iron' can generate iron, and writing 'slash' can create a slash.
The latter is to generate 'rules' on the surface of any object or in space, which is suitable for creating traps.
Beyond that, there are also differences in the text.
There are many types of text in Aslant.
The mainstream text is a special-shaped otherworld language.
Whether it is the 'English' used by Levy, the 'Eastern Language' used by Yomazu, or the text used by Freed, they all belong to niche texts.
The reason for choosing niche texts is, first, to make it easier to write, and to be able to express the most complex content with the simplest strokes, and second, to reduce the probability of the opponent cracking the text and using it against you.
Therefore, if you want to use this type of magic to the extreme, the text you choose should be as obscure and concise as possible.
"Word Magic, huh..."
"It's indeed a good choice!"
After briefly recalling the usage of this magic, a picture immediately appeared in Weston's mind:
Smoke filled the air, and war raged.
On a battlefield with millions of participants, he stood proudly, one hand behind his back and the other in front of him, with two fingers together, wantonly writing text in the air.
As he waved his hand, the four characters 'Exterminate,' 'Slaughter,' 'Annihilate,' and 'Trap' immediately floated in the air, each word emitting a strong magic power.
Then, with a roar, four streams of magic power dissipated at the same time, connected end to end, and in the blink of an eye formed a huge magic circle, surrounding all millions of opponents.
The next second, endless sword energy raged wildly, annihilating all the people trapped in the magic circle.
In the blink of an eye, corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowed like rivers... He waved his hand again, the formation dissipated, and he sighed as he looked at the battlefield in front of him: "Alas... why do you have to oppose me?"
Suddenly, a corpse rolled to his feet.
The corpse suddenly opened its eyes, opened its mouth, and shouted loudly—
"Kid, what are you daydreaming about?"
"You're drooling!"
Weston woke up suddenly, looked at the old Old Man Falong on the other side of the video with a confused face, and realized that he had accidentally entered fantasy time just now.
This was very embarrassing... "It's nothing, it's nothing..."
Weston hurriedly reached out and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, casually found an excuse to perfunctorily get by: "I worked too hard today, I accidentally dozed off, Senior, don't be offended, haha."
"Work?"
"Is your living environment very bad?"
Perhaps because he rarely saw a 'genius' like Weston, Elefseria paid him a little attention.
"Uh..."
"It's okay, it's okay, I can handle it, Senior, don't worry about these things."
"What were you saying just now?"
Seeing that Weston didn't want to talk more about his living environment, Elefseria didn't ask any more questions, but said: "I have collected about thirty relatively mature and niche texts here, and I have packed them all and sent them to you. You can take a look and choose one to use."
"Well... then thank you very much, Senior."
The two then chatted for a while.
Weston pretended to be curious and asked about Elefseria's identity. The old man didn't hide anything and directly told him his background.
From the other party's mouth, Weston learned that the Dragon of the Magic Array had already been established at this time, and had even begun to decline.
The Mages in the guild were either killed or injured in the process of dealing with the Six Dragon Gods, and finally could no longer carry out the work of Mages.
Now, besides himself, there are only three or five people in the Dragon of the Magic Array who are barely supporting it.
After ending the call, Weston checked the text compression package sent by Elefseria.
Among the thirty or so languages, there were only two or three that he found familiar.
"It's impossible to relearn a language. It seems that I can only choose from English and Chinese..."
"Eh, wait a minute!"
"Why do I have to use the languages of this world?"
"If I use the computer languages I learned in my previous life..."
For a time, Weston thought of the JAVA, C++, C#, Python, Lua... he had learned in his previous life, and his whole body shivered.
"No, no..."
"Just thinking about it makes my whole body feel cold!"
"I'm really crazy. I've already transmigrated to another world, so why am I still thinking about those dirty things?!"
After calming down, a new idea emerged in Weston's mind.
"Indeed, as far as Word Magic is concerned, these languages are not easy to use at all!"
"But if I can use them to write formulas, no one should be able to crack them, right?"
Well... at most, they can use brute force to directly destroy it. It should be impossible to crack and rewrite it.
Speaking of which, if I use this kind of text to create magic, or like Zeref creating Etherious, use it to create some kind of life... "Stop, stop!"
"I can't think about it anymore!"
"I don't want to be targeted by Ankhseram at a young age, before I've even had a chance to fall in love!"
After repeated consideration, Weston finally decided to use 'Chinese' as the medium for performing his Word Magic.
This world also has Chinese.
The language and text package passed on by the old Old Man Falong mentioned them.
It's just that in this world, Chinese is a rather ancient text, and the time it was used by people was far before the dragons dominated the continent. It was born in a grand civilization.
However, with the replacement of races, this language was gradually replaced.
Although later generations combined the remaining text with other texts to create 'Eastern characters', it is still difficult to restore the essence of Chinese.
Fortunately, its true heir has arrived!