I have the impression that I have never been so unlucky. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I was still studying in the Academy of Magic, because I learned faster than others, I was able to successfully pass the skipping exam and get in touch with the advanced magic field earlier, but my curiosity became more and more inflated and uncontrollable.

His comprehension of elemental magic is different from ordinary people, but soon,

The reality of the world that I feel may completely subvert people's perceptions. Even a simple common-sense problem of hitting a bird with a slingshot can easily be enumerated by itself with a new interpretation of Strobunk's paradox.

I suddenly realized that the study of magic should not be limited to communicating with the elemental energy around us, and the elemental energy that fills the heavens and the earth is just the raw material that everyone uses to explain their own worldview. And the methods of interpretation should be endless. When he found out about this, he didn't hesitate to abandon his major in elemental magic and turn to the embrace of alchemy.

What kind of scene was that, although the teacher objected that he had abandoned his studies, and his classmates ridiculed him for having to leave home halfway to learn alchemy, even his father, who loved him the most, gave a helpless wry smile to his choice. But he was indifferent, he knew very well that what he had to do was only carried by alchemy. He only sleeps two hours a day, and the rest of the time, he throws himself into the experimental ocean of alchemy, he doesn't need to prove to anyone that his choice is correct, he just wants to prove that his worldview is so pure, so close to the trajectory of the development of the real world.

That year, Yarime was twelve years old and only an intermediate magician.

Dabbling into another magical realm from scratch didn't leave the genius Jarimes with nowhere to start, and he read a wide range of magical texts that even the most skilled librarian in Aryan City couldn't figure out, and it all flowed into Jarime's tireless mind like a stream of Juanjuan.

He built the laboratory in the wilderness to avoid the process of the experiment from being disturbed by outsiders, and that year, for the first time, he succeeded in integrating the fire attribute elements into the glass cover on a music box according to the rhythm of this world, and the birth of the high-level magic weapon fire avoidance cover marked his official entry into the realm of the alchemical great magician.

But Yarimes will not rest on his laurels, and he clearly discovers that the trajectory of the world, which can be teased out by human logical ability and linguistic talent, is only visible to the naked eye, and is very small.

He wants to communicate, not from a human point of view, not even with alchemy.

Only to give up the language, to give up everything that has been learned;

To give up one's position, to give up one's life, to give up one's strength and all that power brings to oneself,

Pure, attentive, connected with the most primordial power between heaven and earth,

On that day, he realized a thing, even if it was only a moment of epiphany that surprised him, and he ran along this path desperately, and the power of the world's origin had gradually sketched in his mind.

At this time, Mendel knocked on the door, and Yarime, who was immersed in the pure spiritual realm, was shaken by the sudden impact of external forces, and almost collapsed and died on the spot.

Ignoring Mendel's arrogant scolding, the perimeter protection he had arranged was torn apart layer by layer without mercy.

I don't care about dozens of meters away, "Boom!" Rumble! "Constant earth-shattering explosions.

Yarimes wanted to risk her life and die desperately, but also to get a glimpse of the mysteries of the original world in her lifetime, and reach the supreme state of the unity of man and man.

There was the sound of Uncle Li's anxious breathing in his ears, and he didn't have to open his eyes to feel his concerned eyes staring at him, his hand on the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but say the words that came to his mouth.

Yarime knew that Uncle Li was trying to urge him to go faster, and this old man who had watched him grow up since he was a child loved him was never under his father. Jarimes felt that if he died at the hands of Mendel today, the old man would not die after him.

He Yarimes can't be so selfish, at least not yet enlightened that he doesn't care about those who care for him.

Jarrim opened her closed eyes and ended seven days and seven nights of contemplation,

The mana that has been dispersed can be practiced again,

But can those who have lost their lives be recovered?

In the mask of the illusion spell and Mendel's "Boom! Rumble! Rumble! In the sound of continuous magical crits, before the protective barrier was completely destroyed, the two of them had already escaped into the dense forest along the tunnel.

Yarim originally thought that he had escaped, so he just wanted to return to Aryan City and tell his own sister, Ya Annie, the great magician of the water system, what happened, and re-cultivate under the protection of the family.

Unexpectedly, Mendel relied on the speed advantage of his thunder magic to ambush himself on the road to Aryan City before them.

The blue super thunder beads in the sky oppressed me so much that it was difficult for me to breathe,

Below is Mendel's beastly smiling face.

Yarime smiled bitterly, the heavens are going to kill me, is it a punishment for me to spy on the heavens?

Then this punishment came so quickly!

The death was vivid, time seemed to stand still, and the heart didn't have time to beat.

The laughter of friends, the care of elders, the smell of books in the library, and the smell of scallion oil at the fried noodle stall opposite the school......

In my impression, my memory has never been so real as it is now, as if I am in the scene, and the image in my mind is within reach.

Jarrim was surprised to find that the outline of that hint of epiphany became clearer, and the power of the pure world origin was closer to his outstretched palm. He felt that his mental strength was increasing exponentially, and he suddenly realized that his breakthrough was imminent, and then he panicked, he was uneasy, because he knew that his broken body would definitely not be able to withstand that level of power.

Even if he didn't open his eyes, the world around him was more clearly reflected in his mind, and this feeling made Yarime groan beautifully, and he felt the joy of enlightenment at the end of his life, the fullness of his curiosity, the original beauty of the world, and he allowed every wind around him, every smell, every call of life between heaven and earth to be clearly conveyed to the bottom of his heart.

In this moment of lightning, Yarime suddenly noticed that in the ashes on the side of the road not far away, in the artemisia grass that had already been blown into ruins, a heavy breath made him feel the throbbing of his soul, what a passionate desire to survive!

This fully ignited Yarime's curiosity, and he was waiting to explore it carefully, a resentment that was a hundred times more powerful than his previous desire to survive, and fiercely stung the spiritual power he was trying to see, and the bloody breath of worship, cruelty, bloodthirsty, and decisive killing, could not be overstated with any sharp rhetoric.

The power of the soul curse actually shielded the spied eyes of Yarime's powerful spiritual power that was about to break through the realm, and in the next instant, it erupted from the young Scorpion Lucky Clan.