"Have you been in astrology class, do you think astrology magic is different from the magic you normally use?" Merlin said in a mysterious tone, standing behind a row of test tube racks.

The difference? Cizer was a little confused. Magic is magic, and what difference can it make if it guides external forces to produce a fixed effect?

Seeing Cezel's bewildered look, old Merlin smiled a little smugly, and the wrinkles on his face trembled and trembled, as if they were about to shake off at any moment.

"Use your enlightenment. Old Merlin made a suggestion.

Although Cizer was puzzled, he listened to Old Merlin's suggestion and began to chant.

"O power of light hovering in the firmament, Cizer prays that you may use the power of light to dispel the darkness before you and praise the light. ”

As Cizer's words fell, a bright light rose from in front of Cizer, slowly turning into a small shining ball of light floating in front of Cezel.

It's just that Cizer's magic attainments are still very poor, and it is also a matter of the past two days to learn this lowest-level enlightenment technique, so the ball of light disappeared after a few flashes.

"Try it again with astralism. Old Merlin's tone was still so flat, probably because he knew about Cezel's magical talent.

Cizer chanted again: "O power of light hidden in the starry sky, Cizer prays to you, please use the power of light to dispel the darkness before my eyes and praise the light." ”

Seezer's eyes were bright again, but this time instead of a ball of light, there was a scattered spot of light. Under Cezel's gaze, the points of light slowly gathered together, and at the same time, new points of light were constantly being born, and they all submerged into the ball of light gathered in the center.

However, this process was only about three or four seconds longer than the previous enlightenment technique, and Cizer's magic attainment could not support long-term magic.

"Alright, now tell us what you think of these two spells," Old Merlin squinted at Cizer, curious as he thought of it.

Cizer groaned, slowly speaking his opinion.

"The source of the magic we usually use is the so-called power of nature of the elves, and the power of nature condenses very quickly, but once the user cannot maintain the magic power, then the power will also dissipate quickly, like a drop of water flowing into a river.

This is not the case with astrological magic, which is supposed to come from the power of the stars, so it takes a certain amount of time to assemble. And after they dissipate, the magic should be integrated into nature, turning into a new generation of natural forces. ”

"Anything else?" said old Merlin as he looked at Cizer expectantly, these things could easily be summed up, and what he wanted to hear was something on a deeper level.

"And ......" Cizer hesitated a little, but seeing Old Merlin's encouraging eyes, he took a deep breath and continued to add.

"In astralism, the appearance of light points is intermittent, and if the transmission of magic takes time, then it can only be said that the distance between the stars and us is ...... It's different, isn't it?" Cizer looked up at old Merlin, wanting to hear the words of approval from him.

Old Merlin didn't disappoint him, "Yes, you can guess this from a simple astral spell, it's remarkable, but it's not what I want to hear. ”

Cizer couldn't help but be overjoyed to hear that his guess was correct, but after hearing the second half of Old Merlin's words, he fell into deep thought again.

Not what I wanted to hear? So what does old Merlin want to hear?

Cezel thought back to the two spells he had just cast, and no matter how he compared, he could only come to the previous conclusion, but this was not the result that Merlin wanted, what was the problem?

Remembering the steps of the magic again, chanting first......

That's right! It's chanting! It's a step that no magic can avoid!

If it's nature, which is not self-aware, then that's fine, but what if it's a living being?

Like what...... God?

Think about it, a person can influence everything around you across endless distances, and all it takes is a small spell or two. Cizer suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he had crouched under a tree and watched the ants walk around, and that he would occasionally give a little help to one or two ants who were not thinking about themselves, and carry their belongings to the mouth of the hole, which was just a casual help for him!

And more often, people rarely look at their feet, and there are countless ants that have accidentally stepped on and died in their lives!

It's horrible!

Cizer carefully analyzed, and became more and more firm in his judgment. There's a problem with the magic spell!

It is now known that there are two kinds of magic, one is sung in the language of the ancient elves, this kind of magic is called ancient magic, and it is extremely powerful, but there are very few people who have mastered it, and I heard that the use of ancient magic also bears terrible backlash.

And the magic performed in the imperial Chinese language is called modern magic, and even ordinary people who do not know how to cultivate will use a small part of it, and it will not be counterattacked.

What's going on here?

With doubts, Cizer explained his guess to Merlin, but he didn't expect Merlin's reaction to be so big.

"Praise be to the gods, my child, you are truly amazing!" said old Merlin, who leaned down and hugged Cizer tightly.

After a while, old Merlin let go of Cezel, bowed his head and smiled at him, and said to him, "Son, before you, I asked three people the same question. Oh, as you probably guessed, they're your brothers.

Your elder brother said that the magic should be uniform, even if it is distributed in different places, they are the same thing, but the density is different.

Your second brother thinks that there is a power in this world, a power of 'nothing' that distinguishes it from all kinds of magic, and it is this power that causes magic to dissipate without sustaining it.

Your third senior brother is also my son" At this, a trace of pain flashed in Old Merlin's eyes, but he still said calmly. He was the first to think about spells, except that he didn't think anyone would respond to such a thing, he felt that it was the world's own rules, just like an apple would fall and the sun would rise. Only you ......" Old Merlin gave Cezel a deep look.

"Congratulations, child, you are aware of the nature of the world. ”

Deeply shaken, Cizer listened to old Merlin recount his experiences.

In his youth, Merlin loved to explore, he had traveled through the deserts of the east, the snowfields of the north, and the boundless seas, and fought the storms in great ships in pursuit of the lost islands.

In a chance shipwreck, he discovers a ruin that has been submerged in the deep sea. That was the first time he had seen the power of the gods!

The monumental ruins are comparable to the imperial palaces of the Empire, but they hold up an area of air in the deep sea, and there is no sense of obstruction in and out!

Through the study of the ruins, Old Merlin's understanding of magic has risen by more than one level, so much so that he later broke through and became the youngest six-star archmage in the empire.

But he still couldn't forget what he had seen in the ruins.

Old Merlin said to Cizer in a nostalgic tone: "You can't imagine how shocked I was when I learned that the gods were not conceived naturally, but nurture. ”

The mural inside the deep-sea ruins tells the life of the god, born into a family of fishermen, with a talent for water magic, who fought the most powerful monster in the deep sea, the sea whale, and finally broke through to become a god.

As he listened to the story of old Merlin, Cizer seemed to be able to see a man who had been with the storms of the sea all day long, and finally one day he became a god and shone on the world.

If these are just grand myths and stories for Cizer, then what Old Merlin said next is a bit subverting Cezel's cognition.

"The god should have left a way to become a god, but the mural was destroyed by someone, and I can only vaguely surmise that it should be related to faith. Old Merlin said slowly.

Cizer seemed unusually calm in the face of such a shocking thing, and even he was surprised, but he still raised his own questions.

"Faith, but there is only one unified faith in the Empire! And the gods in the temple have no names, is there only one god left after all these years?"

Merlin smiled after hearing Cezel's question, "Remember who you prayed to when you chanted?"

"O light, it is not ...... in itself Light!It's God!" Cezel almost jumped, his eyelids jumping, a discovery that nearly completely collapsed the worldview he had built up for more than a decade.

"Yes, the light is God. Brightness Throne to be exact!" explained Old Merlin. "The throne of God is fixed, but God also dies. Don't ask me why they died, I'm not God, how do I know. Maybe it's old death, maybe it's a war between gods, who knows, but one thing, only when the old gods are gone and the gods are vacant, can the later ones hope to fill the void and become the new gods. ”

Cizer quickly understood what old Merlin wanted to tell him.

The god position is limited!

God, too, is limited!

Old Merlin dragged Cizer to a bookshelf, and after spinning a wooden block, he slowly pushed it inside.

I heard the sound of the machine coming non-stop, and the bookshelf slowly parted from the middle, revealing a secret door hidden behind the bookshelf.

Open the secret door, and after rotating down the stairs, there is a small secret room.

Old Merlin pointed to the mess and said to Cizer.

"This is for all the books that can be gathered, all the books related to the slander of God. Most of them are written on the fur of Warcraft, and they are about black magic that is difficult to distinguish between real and fake. There are also a small number of objects that may contain divine powers, all of which I have painstakingly collected from various ruins. ”