The essence of magic is just a special kind of energy, no different from firewood, coal, or crude oil deep underground, but compared to those low-level energy sources, magic is a high-level energy source that must rely on the spirit to control and utilize.

Magic is almost omnipotent, you can transform it into any resource you want, a flame that you can use to keep warm, a water source that you can drink, you can turn it into a cool and invisible wind, or you can transform it into a stone to build a house. As the president of the First Wizards' Guild, Ivos, said, "Magic is the greatest gift that God has given to mankind." If magic can be used well, human civilization will become more advanced than you can imagine. However, it is precisely because the magic is so easy to use that the first thing that comes to mind of those who master it is often not how to use it for the benefit of the world, but to use its great power to enslave other people who do not control it.

Coming out of the age of ignorance and barbarism, the first civilization established by mankind was the era known as the Dark Ages, where a small number of magicians ruled the entire human society and enslaved other Muggles who could not do magic, because the huge power gap between magicians and ordinary people was as insurmountable as a chasm, and even if the slaves united to resist, it would have no effect. The mages who lived a leisurely life on the blood and tears of countless slaves were not interested in using magic to improve their lives, but on the contrary, in order to suppress the growing slave revolt, these frenzied men began to develop more lethal magic. The fireball technique that can only kill one person at a time is too weak, so the fireblast technique that can explode a piece is developed, but the flameburst technique can only attack in one direction, so there is a fire storm that can burn all the people around, even so, the magicians are still not satisfied, in order to cleanly dispose of those rebels entrenched in the city, the mages simply got the forbidden spell Flame Burning City at the city level from the ancient classics, and burned the rebels and innocent residents together to deter those who have bad intentions.

This dark age lasted until thousands of years ago, until a group of people who claimed to have been guided by God suddenly appeared on the pan-continent as if they had jumped out of a crack in the stone, and those people were the predecessors of the current Creation God Cult, the Holy Arts, a magical ability that could be used by only pious faith changed the balance of power on the pan-continent. The slaves who saw the dawn of hope in the darkness were different from the corrupted priests now, they were transformed into loyal fanatical believers almost instantly, and they were brought by the Creation God Cult along with the holy arts, and there was also a power that could be obtained without spiritual power to communicate, but only by refining their bodies and wills, and many of the warriors in the first group of rebels who cultivated Douqi were the ancestors of the knight lords who now ruled the continent. And in this tide of change that has swept across the continent, the only unlucky ghosts who feel like they are POI are those who once ruled the world. Losing the absolute suppression of strength, the magicians who are usually used to crushing battles are not the opponents of those fanatical rebels at all, nearly ninety percent of the magicians died in that war, and a large number of magic classics, such as magic related to space spells, have been lost, and in today's pan-continent, magicians have been completely reduced to thugs who are dependent on the church and the nobility for survival.

"The reason why the magician is so miserable today is not because of anything wrong with the magic," raising his head, looking at the huge fireball that swooped towards him with an unstoppable momentum, Nagi slowly stretched out his arm upwards and said indifferently, "Magic is a double-edged sword, and it is actually understandable to use it as a means of fighting, but if you use magic power for killing without control, then what is the difference between a guy like you who has no pursuit and a salted fish?"

Sunset Afterglow?Although the name is nice and the artistic conception is quite in line with it, this kind of thing is actually just a super-large fireball that is constantly gathered and then compressed, and then compressed, and it is an uncreative and boring thing that anyone can release as long as the mental power and magic reserves are enough - of course, this simple aesthetic of violence is also quite practical.

"Poor, poor, poor, poor!"

Suddenly spreading her fingers out to make an upward lifting pose, Nagi's eyes, which had been narrowed in a line, suddenly widened, and her arm pushed upwards hard, and the seemingly unstoppable fireball suddenly stopped in the air, and then bounced upwards like a balloon.

"Today, we're going to give you a lesson in alchemy, wash your ears and listen to this teacher," Nagi slowly lowered her head, keeping her eyes level with the inn in front of her, she knew very well that if nothing else, the imposter should be looking at herself dumbfounded behind the brick wall, "The so-called equivalent exchange means that as long as the value is the same, no reaction is irreversible." ”

Rotate your wrist and let the open five fingers grasp inward, the raging fireball will begin to collapse inward little by little as if it has exhausted the last trace of magic power, if you are also a mage who can perceive magic power, you will find that in the invisible place of the naked eye, the magic power is returning to its most primitive form, spreading to the surroundings little by little, the once invincible huge fireball has gone through its life in an instant, dust to dust, earth to earth back to its most primitive form.

“Gameover.”

It's not a simple thing to make that big bang just now, if Nagi guessed correctly, now that arrogant impostor should have squandered his magic power almost, a mage without magic or something, I'm afraid even the thugs on the street can't beat it, there is not much difference between a creature like a mage without magic and a dead house with less combat power than a goose.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're hanging up......"

The precious crystal ball slipped from Viktoria's trembling hands to the ground, and shattered with a crisp wail, and the girl who had been scratched by the splattered crystal shards still looked sluggish, and the self-confidence she had just built up shattered to the ground as if it were this crystal ball after witnessing that incredible scene. Or more than just self-confidence, Victoria felt that her common sense and the three views she had built up over the years had been strongly impacted, and she had even begun to doubt her own existence.

The duel between magicians has never been called dignified, after all, the mages are not those sanctimonious knights, and it is common sense to make some tricks or something. But even so, such a duel must abide by some of the most basic rules, such as if I throw you a fireball, you should use a magic shield to block or find a way to dodge it, etc., even if you are a magician, you have to abide by the basic law, right? If I throw a fireball, and then you open your mouth and swallow it, and smash it and smash it and tell me that it smells crunchy chicken or something, then I can only call the police.

Sunset is a forbidden spell that the Victoria family is proud of, but this so-called pride has now been casually cracked by Nagi, and now Victoria has no idea what to do. This kind of powerful Cheng Dù is no longer a white robe or something that can be described, could it be that he got into trouble with one of the twelve apostles of the Mage Guild? Or is this guy named Nagi simply the president of the Mage Guild who never shows his true face?