It seems that terms like dead silence and darkness have always been the eternal themes of the dungeon, but they are dwarfed by the dungeon everywhere.

Frick wandered through it and couldn't help but complain that the magicians who used the prison were surprisingly stingy, not only did they leave nothing to light on, not even a single scrap of rag - the prison was unusually clean.

Perhaps the only thing he could use was the rudimentary old clothes he had on him, and the "birdcage" he had left at the bottom of his prison. He regretted that he hadn't learned the magic of creating a standing light source so much that he had to wander cautiously through the dark depths.

Thankfully, after he was out of his initial prison, the vision that was haunting his brain gradually eased, and he gradually retreated to the point where only a few traces remained. I don't know if it's because the hallucinations are starting to fade, but even the headache that has been bothering him seems to have gotten a lot better.

However, he was well aware that they had only temporarily restrained the erosion, as evidenced by the fact that he could still see red veins on the edges of the dark walls. Perhaps he could see a part of the environment now thanks to them, so he wouldn't completely deny the role of abilities.

In fact, he had already noticed that although this ability was rooted in a corner of his spiritual realm, it was easily affected by the magic of the outside world. Especially in areas where mana activity is more pronounced, the more agile they will be, sending back more information than he could have observed with his own eyes.

Obviously, they draw information through the magic that exists everywhere in nature, and the more magic they have, the more information they can get. And unlike the senses, which are limited by human functions, this perception is not based on sight or hearing, but on something deeper in the body.

Then the reason why he sees hallucinations when using his abilities is probably understandable, after all, it is essentially different from his eyes. Streams of magic that are too subtle to be discernible through normal means pervade the world, and the slightest interference can affect the realities of reality.

There was once a part of the sorcerers who believed that not only humans, but all living creatures lacked the ability to know the truth, because their senses were bound to the physical world. So they began to seek a deeper level of knowledge, and they wanted to gain sensibilities beyond their limits as creatures.

Although most of their accounts have been miscellaneous, the information from some ancient texts shows that they were disillusioned with the limits of their wisdom. They began to explore the realities of the foreign land in ways that were considered taboo, hoping to draw guidance from the higher worlds and equip them with knowledge sufficient to sublimate their wisdom.

He was a little skeptical that the mages who had only been mentioned in the remnants of the literature would have anything to do with the organization, otherwise how could they have the size they have now. However, he really couldn't imagine that there would be such a strange group in this world, hidden in the shadow of world history that no one had ever discovered.

However, the size of the prison forced him to do so, as he soon noticed that the dungeon was probably comparable to a small town. If he considered that it might have been built deep underground, he couldn't imagine how much manpower and material resources had been spent.

Frick probably didn't know that this cell, which housed so many prisoners, would have been so large if he hadn't actually walked around it, that he had walked along this almost straight path for nearly two hours before he could barely find the outer test wall that surrounded this level of prison.

It was clear that the corridor that appeared in front of him was the outermost corridor of the cell, with curved walls that extended forward, much wider than the aisle he had walked out of. Even so, the road in front of him was still uninteresting, except for a stone pillar carved with an inexplicable mark that was a little abrupt, there was still nothing superfluous in the whole space, and he didn't even find a door to the outside world.

The air around them was almost completely still, as if the prison was completely locked in a small world, so that Frick could not tell where he was by their flow. Not only that, but the cycle of magic in the prison seems to be self-contained, without leaking the slightest gap to the outside.

As if he had thought of something, he immediately placed his hand on the wall in front of him, and then released his magic from his palm and seeped into the wall, the cold and damp touch that immediately gave him goosebumps. The rocks were polished to a fairly smooth surface, and there were not even traces of the process, but if the magic was allowed to pass through the solid rock, it would be perceivable that something was not far away that was preventing the magic from expanding further.

It was undoubtedly a structure that could block the flow of mana, and I am afraid that the people who built this prison had buried a large amount of lead before building the walls, so that they could completely separate the flow of mana on both sides. Obviously, this is a complex defensive structure deliberately set up to prevent the magic from the outside from interfering with the operation of the overall technique, and under their influence, the underground prison has become an independent island.

Even though Frick didn't have any talent as a sorcerer, his basic knowledge of magic was enough for him to discern the flow of magic that was blocked from the lead plates. They flowed out of the prisoners who were imprisoned at the bottom of the cell, and flowed through the pre-set veins around them before surging upwards.

It seems to be thought that these flowing magic forces make up a large tree, and those veins that go deep into the ground are the roots of this tree. As for the prisoners who are imprisoned below, they are probably unfortunate enough to serve as "dirt" and "fertilizer", and are being squeezed out of their magic as nutrients.

In other words, Frick himself was part of the pile of manure not so long ago, and if he hadn't been lucky enough to break free from the enemy's bondage, he didn't know how long he would have been squeezed out - the worst might have been like these people, until only a withered soul remained.

Of course, it would be more accurate to call them "punishments", they have been completely squeezed out, and even the last bit of value has been depleted. If they had anything to use, they would probably be left to stitch together with necromancy and make it into tireless and weak labor.

He was not afraid to suspect with the greatest malice what cruelty the reckless mages would do, and judging by the actions he had seen in the past, the order was not only surprisingly fast, but also not deterred by morality or other worldly views. It is quite possible that they think that their actions are working for some nobler purpose, but that doesn't mean there are no harms...... Rather, the ensuing harm quickly spreads to other people, and they don't care.

The question arises here, if the root of the most basic part of the "tree structure spell" is missing a gear that supplies nutrients, will it attract the attention of the magicians, or will the absence of this link affect the entire spell?

Even if Frick was able to use his common sense of magic theory to find out what kind of spell structure was circulating in this prison, it was not enough to understand the cycle pattern and specific effects of the entire spell. Although he had tried to infuse his magic into it to delve deeper into the secrets, he had found nothing.

Perhaps the sorcerers had already discovered that he, a restless fellow, had escaped from his cage, and even probed around like annoying flies to explore their hidden knowledge. However, there was no sign of any attempt to stop him until now, as if Frick would not have much of an impact on their plans.

Flick was certainly not willing to learn the knowledge of the Spell Maniac if he could, as it would undoubtedly make his own sanity even more disintegrating. There may be some incomprehensible truth in those texts and logic, and it is full of the understanding of magic by the heretical mages of the past, but this "knowledge" may not be expensive enough to require a person to sacrifice his reason to trade.

The magic now mastered by humans—or non-humans—is all derived from the knowledge of the ancient gods, and a large part of it is a profound mystery that is difficult for ordinary people to understand. Ancient arcane techniques, a power that only a few "chosen ones" were qualified to wield, have now been transcribed and rewritten by generations of mages into techniques and knowledge that can be learned and mastered by ordinary people.

Therefore, some magicians believe that the magic science studied in various countries has deviated from its original intention, and the magic has developed in the direction of deterioration and cheapness. To show their prowess and the power of ancient spells, they chose a path away from the world.

Is it possible, then, that this group was a secret association of magicians who had harbored this idea for a long time, and who, like those legendary monastics, had been conducting their own unknown research for a long time with a unique method.

If this is the case, then they are undoubtedly now really at war with a group of sorcerers with "noble ideals", and in the eyes of those people, Frick and the others are nothing more than clowns who do not understand the true meaning of spells. They may have disdained to ignore these mantis gangsters at first, but for the sake of their ideals, the Wizards didn't mind using some special methods to recruit helpers.