What is Arcane? Arcane is the inner embodiment of a mage. What is spirit? The spirit is a reenactment of the essence of the mage in the real world.

Someone asks Shane, and he will tell the above two answers without reservation.

Kel'thugad's mansion was not dark, on the contrary, there was not a corner that was not illuminated by the light, because there was not a corner where there were no books, manuscripts, scrolls, and books.

Shane stood in the doorway and saw Kel'thugad, a spellcaster who was obsessed with arcane research.

He was dressed very formally and his face was meticulously renovated.

"No dinner, no guests, just the two of us, you won't mind."

"Of course not, I think it's just right"

Shane said, instantly, perception swept through every moment, Kel'thugad loved his mansion very much, the walls were inlaid with reinforcement spells, and he also paid attention to secrecy, adding blocking spells to the subject.

Throughout the room, you can see small writing desks with ink, pens, and magic paper rolls. It's not so much a house as a library.

Sean wasn't unnatural in the slightest, the Arcane Scholar's room, that would make sense.

"Why are we pursuing arcane?"

The two questions have different answers for mages at different stages, and different answers for mages with different purposes. The cold spirit that spread out in circles of Kel'thugad told Shane that his desire to pursue arcane was hard to cold. However, his spirit has a kind of dark attribute, and when it is combined with coldness, the perception becomes cold.

And Shane's answer is: there is no need for reason to pursue.

"Yes, you don't need a reason to pursue arcane art."

In this regard, Kel'thugad is very similar to Shane, and his fanaticism is even greater than that of Shane, freed from moral shackles, and pursues arcane art in its purest form, but he is understood and accepted.

"Why did I study spiritism?" He pointed to the manuscript on his desk, and several scrolls flew between the two of them at his command. Each of the magic runes with a bright white surface represents wisdom and knowledge. Each rune is made up of hundreds of tiny magic symbols, and perceiving, a rune is a piece of knowledge.

The scroll opened, Kel'thugad waved his hand over the activation rune, and countless magical symbols were imprinted in Shane's retina, and instantaneous memories captured them all and memorized them in his brain.

"Our world is a sad world, with endless arcane knowledge and only a finite life. The thought that I would grow old like Antonidas terrified that I would wander the world as some lonely ghost, waiting to disappear or be tormented mad by emptiness. So I came up with a solution. ”

"What way." Shane was a good listener, and he asked quickly.

"First of all, we have to understand the definition of existence, how we rely on how to prove our existence." Kel'thugad said very calmly: "Memory? Soul? Neither. ”

"I think, therefore I am," Shane continued. When I doubt the existence of everything, I do not have to doubt my own mind, because the only thing I can be sure of at this point is the existence of my own mind.

After all, the two of them are similar people, with a common pursuit, and can absorb any knowledge for the sake of arcane, not spare any effort.

"I can only feel my presence when I'm thinking. Then I found a path to immortality, **, souls are carriers of thoughts, but they all decay over time, and minds need to have an immortal carrier in order to exist forever and study the endless arcane. ”

Is he Kel'thugad studying immortality? Shane was shocked, and then quickly became indifferent, no one's fate is accidental, everyone's thoughts and wills determine that the end of fate is inevitable, and he planted the seeds of becoming a great lich very early.

"For this, I have already achieved some results."

With that, Kel'thugad teleported away with the arcane brilliance. Shane sensed it and teleported.

This is a more than ten meters wide underground karst cave, look up to observe, the traces of artificial excavation are everywhere, the location is about 50 meters underground in Dalaran. The cave was supported by reinforced runes, and the entire space was only hung with a little light, and the water vapor clouded the air through the soil, making the space look dark and damp.

A deep two-meter-wide well was drilled in the ground not far from Shane, and Kel'thugad was standing at the edge of the well.

"Except for you and me, only Antonidas knows"

"What is this?"

"Negative Energy Well"

Kel'thugad's lips twitched, and you remembered it, and his hands seemed to grasp something, lifting it upwards until it was above his head. As he moved, a wave of arcane energy unsealed, springing out, dark, cold, like water wetting Shane's heels, spreading across his chest, and finally on the top of his head.

Shane didn't feel frowning, he used his spirit to automatically drain those energies, but it didn't have much effect, his spirit was being infected little by little, a little bit of change, but he still didn't like it. His arcane path was pure and balanced, leaving no room for other impurities, so he withdrew all his spirit, was conservative, and minimized the impact.

"This kind of energy can change ** and spirit, close to another state."

In Shane's eyes, the darkness of Kel'thugad's spiritual power comes from these energies.

"You also feel the difference, I study this energy is just the opposite of the so-called holy light, it can change ** and spirit."

Negative energy, as Shane has learned, tends to be very much like to gather in the vicinity of the Yin creatures. All 'non-living' creatures in Azeroth carry negative energy. Being exposed to negative energy for a long time will change some of the properties that are important to the caster.

"Master Kel'thugad, you should understand the dangers of negative energy, your essence is moving closer to non-survival, but the result is only a decaying death." Shane said, he had seen the inevitability.

"Of course I understand, but so what, it's all for the sake of the arcane. We're not elves, we're not dragons, we don't have long lives, you won't understand, Master Shane. ”

He turned around, a circle of cold spirit rippling, but his gaze released a scorching heat.

Shane protects himself well, like a rock separating the waves of water, separating the rippling cold.

"Aren't you afraid of failure?"

"Failure? Maybe, but so what, I just used my failure to tell the latecomers that this is not the way out! I don't think I can study all the arcane arts alone. ”

His hot emotions subsided with these words, and he became very calm, and the spirit that rippled in circles became even more excited.

"The path of the arcane is lonely. Because of their different opinions, mages squeezed each other out and even fought with each other. In Dalaran, no one understands my thoughts, no one identifies with my path, I'm lonely, Gen Shane, I'm lonely, but so what, I'm firm in my path. ”

Shane didn't speak, Kel'thugad's spirit became stronger and stronger, causing the water vapor to condense into frost, and his spirit was sublimating, breaking through his own limitations, and advancing to another realm, the realm of the master. His spirit, as Sean understood, was on the edge of the Seven Rings, and at this time he broke through the limits and became a master without question.

The spirit is stirring in circles.

Because of the proximity, the cold spirit almost materialized into a liquid state, eroding Shane's defenses. Cold, wanting to pierce the spirit, under the attack, he suddenly understood the arcane path of Kel'thugad, the cold firmness: the determined loner who walked on the cold path, he abandoned everything and walked firmly.

But ** does not exist, the spirit is changed, is it still yourself? Shane's path was different from his, after all.

The time of spiritual sublimation was not long, but Kel'thugad seemed to have opened a door suddenly, and his spirit desperately accepted something, which fluctuated extremely violently, and suddenly, he stood there in a daze, like a stone carving.

It was expected that it would be a long time before Shane ended the meeting and teleported back to the ground of Dalaran, where the spirit of Kel'thugad echoed beneath his feet.

It was late, and after about a thousand steps across the college meadow, he saw that his house was still lit.

"Mentor, a Mr. Postman brought this when you left."

As soon as I entered the door, the apprentice delivered a package. Sean opened it, and it turned out to be a magic bag, which contained dozens of books and a letter.

"Master Shane, when you read this letter, I have decided to break off my friendship with you. It's not because of you, it's because I don't want to hurt you because we're too close.

I know that we are the same people, and because of the same, I scoff at your ways, and you will not agree with my ways. But I also know that you are not a person who is biased against knowledge, and that if I fail to give you the manuscripts of my research over the years, my knowledge will not be lost. ”

Signed: Your friend, Kel'thugad.

"Mentor, what's inside?"

The two apprentices squeezed their little heads and looked inside.

"It's not for you to read," Shane put away his magic pocket, and the envelope was bookmarked and tucked into his book.

"Sasana, Carlinda"

"In"

"If you meet a friend who can understand you in less than a hundred words, you must cherish it."

Tacit understanding is also friendship, Shane flipped over the three fireballs of the Flame Explosion Technique in his palm, spun and moved closer, and the pure balance was absolutely right.

He was equally determined.