Magic! Magic! These are two things that are completely opposite in nature!

The essence of magic is to pursue the mysteries of the supreme laws of the universe, convert the power of these supreme laws into one's own power, so as to comprehend the origin of the cosmic laws, and finally obtain a path of infinite promotion and infinite sublimation.

It can also be said that magic is a way to attain one's own detachment!

And the magic ......

On the contrary, the source of divine magic is those gods who have attained supreme power, and those who use divine magic only borrow the power of those gods to achieve their own ends, and this power does not belong to themselves but depends entirely on the help of those gods.

Although the lower limit of magic in the initial stage is higher than that of magic, the power that a magician at the same stage can use is completely disproportional to that of a magician, and the magician is more than a step stronger than a magician who pursues his own path at the beginning, and the magician is also easier to improve than the magician.

But......

The difference in the initial stage doesn't say much, because the final upper limit of the two can be called a world of difference!

Because the sorcerers rely on the power of those gods, no matter how powerful they are, it is impossible for them to surpass the gods who have borrowed the power from them, and these people have completely abandoned the path to the highest and cut off their own back path.

Although the vast majority of them will not have the opportunity to attain supreme power.

Magic is completely different, it can be said that magic is a smooth road to the highest, the road of magic is endless, and the level of those so-called gods is only a relatively high stage on the road of magic.

As long as you have enough talent, enough perseverance, and keep following this path, the level of the gods will not be delusional, and it is even possible to surpass the gods and reach a higher stage.

Although only a few of them can glimpse the mysteries of the Supreme Law and obtain the power of gods, this does not prevent the comparison between the two.

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"Magic? Magic? It turns out that there is such a secret hidden. Placing the magic book on the table, Pache smiled to himself.

In fact, when Kama Taj was in the time, Patch had some conjecture in his heart, and now, this conjecture has only been confirmed.

When I was in Kama Taj before, although the contents of the books in it were all magic books handed down from ancient times, when I saw those apprentices practicing magic in my spare time, Patch felt that something was wrong.

Because the energy fluctuations that came from the apprentices when they practiced magic seemed to be very different from the energy fluctuations of magic, the energy they used did not seem to come from themselves, but from a place where Patch could not explore.

And now, after reading these magic books, Patch finally knows where the apprentices' magic comes from.

The Trinity of Magic in the Origin of Magic Era is the only belief in Kama Taj, and Patch doesn't have to think about it to know that the source of the magic power of those apprentices is definitely taken from the high-dimensional world created by the three gods of magic, and what they borrow is definitely the power of the three gods of magic.

"I didn't expect Kama Taj to have such a secret ......"

Patch chuckled and shook his head, muttering to himself, "But in that case, what is the difference between those mages of Kama Taj and the dark wizards they hate, is it just a difference of faith?" ”

Patch stroked his forehead and began to think, and after a while, a startling thought popped into his head.

"Could it be that the purpose of the three gods of magic is to make Kama Taj into something similar to that of the Holy See?" Patch was stunned by his sudden thought, and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

But after the sudden surprise, Patch couldn't help but start to look down and ponder again.

After a long time, Pache suddenly raised his head, frowned slightly and said to himself: "This situation is not impossible, after all, it seems that it is impossible for them to go further at their current level if there is not much opportunity, so it is understandable that they will take some alternative paths." ”

"It's just that they can't be unclear about the hidden dangers of believing in the gods, so what kind of thoughts are they fighting......"

Talking to himself alone, Patch couldn't help but have more doubts in his heart.

But after thinking about it for a long time, and still not getting the answers that are reasonable and in line with what he thinks, Patch fortunately stopped thinking about these questions.

After all, there is still a big gap between the level of the three magic gods and Patchy, and their plans really have nothing to do with Patky. Why should Patchy be troubled by others?

Standing up from his chair with his hands propped up, Patch got up and opened the door to the library, and walked slowly down the stairs to the bottom of the stairs, where he now had to do another important business.

Walking to the hall on the first floor of the library, Patch walked to the table and poured himself a cup of coffee, then sat down with a coffee cup and looked up at the things that filled the hall in front of him.

The floor below the Library is where the mages of the New York City Temple go about their daily activities, but it also has another name—the storage room.

What is stored here is not ordinary things, but all the magic equipment left by the mages of the New York Temple, and one of the key magical equipment of Doctor Strange in the future, the magic cloak, is placed here, and it is not far in front of Patch.

In a glass case in front of Patch, a crimson cloak was floating silently inside.

It's just that Patchy immediately moved his gaze elsewhere after taking a look at the magic cloak, his eyes kept wandering over the magic tools made of metal, and there was an unspeakable regret in his eyes.

Of course, Patch didn't covet these magic paraphernalia, and now as the guardian of the New York Temple, he could use these things to his heart's content, and he couldn't covet them, and Patch actually felt sorry for them.

That's right! It's a pity!

Oh! …… It is correct to say that it is a pity for the materials used to make these magic paraphernalia.

"How low is the level of Kama Taj alchemy being made into such a precious material?" Patch frowned and shook his head helplessly.

Gulping down the coffee from the cup in his hand, Patch got up and walked forward, holding the nearest short stick-shaped metal magic artifact in his hand, shaking his head and sighing to himself, "Mithril, Aojin, and fire elemental crystals have only made such a thing that is not much better than a half-finished product, alas......"

Just as Patch shook his head and sighed, a sudden sound of footsteps and a sound suddenly reached his ears, and Patch couldn't help but quickly look behind him.

"Lord Myvis, are you going to come here to pick up a magic paraphernalia?"

As the voice reached Patch's ears, he saw a tall, white-haired old white man walking towards him.

After seeing the person coming, Patch smiled slightly, and immediately nodded and responded: "Master Artley, yes." I'm going to pick a magic tool to use, but ......"

With a pout, Patch glanced at the things around him, then shrugged his shoulders helplessly, shook his head and continued, "It doesn't seem like there's anything satisfying me here. ”

"There's nothing here that satisfies you, Lord Mevis?"

As soon as he heard this, the white old man mage Arit couldn't help but show a puzzled face, and then asked again.

"Your Excellency Namevis, you are ready to ......"