The space full of illusions was suddenly dyed with some strange colors, and the horizon that was originally full of black and white suddenly became colorful.

The flowing sludge is mixed with many scattered shimmers of different colors, and the remnants of the thoughts that construct the image of the city all emit a pearl-white afterglow. Not only around him, but even the streets on the other side of the "mirror" exuded a faint silver color.

Of all the light, only one was the most striking - a multicolored variegated streamer that swirled around Sain Democra's body. They all trembled slightly, filled with an uneasy sense of mania, and the swollen magic enveloping the mage forcibly suppressed the anomaly.

The mixed light pierced Curt's eye through the refraction of the liquid, and the sharp pain instantly spread from the corner of the eye to the depths of the brain marrow. But he soon realized that the pain was not the touch of physical injury, but flowed into perception from a more direct direction.

It was as if he had been pierced by a sharp knife, as if he had been beaten with all his strength with a blunt object, and he could even feel an unusual burning or cold coming from all over his body. Feeling the sharp pain, Curt judged that it was definitely not the pain that could be caused by the direct light of the eyes. As he gazed directly at the colorful light, all sorts of undeserved pains came from all over his body, tormenting his nerves.

"I said Lizzie, these lights you let me see are actually the magic of those Slots, right?" Curt said silently to something lurking in his mind, "what is the principle, just looking at them can feel the pain of dying." And the people who ate them were like they were fine. ”

Although intellectually understandable, there are very few people who actually operate - and there is now a living case standing in front of them. Directly use violence to extract magic from flesh and marrow. Then he swallowed it like a wolf.

Cannibalism in ritual rituals is not uncommon, and can even be seen in many religious records that it continues from the distant past to the present day. Whether it's eating the warriors' muscles fantasies to gain their power. Or devouring the brains of wise men in an attempt to monopolize their knowledge, all as part of this bloody ritual of sacrifice.

It is unclear how Sein Democlera performed the "ritual", but he seems to have assumed that there was something called "Chaos Blood" in Slote's human body. If analyzed from this perspective, he may have chosen these victims for this reason.

The flesh and blood of the weak are assimilated and absorbed by the strong and subordinated to their will, and their lives can continue to exist in another form. It's not about good or evil, it's just exercising one's own abilities, and devouring others in order to achieve one's own goals is a natural thing for some people.

"Who knows? It's not a very important thing anyway. The girl's sneering laughter rang out softly, but only Curt could hear it, "You don't understand these things anyway." And I'm not the slightest interested in this kind of spell that would make me smell of internal organs. ”

Her voice sounded a little weak, and the tiredness from the massive consumption of mana just now obviously didn't recover so quickly. But now that she was able to make Curt see the flow of magic around her, and respond to him through the soul connection, she was almost recovered.

Turning her gaze, Lizzie's dim spirit was still lying in place, looking the same as before, still as calm as if it were dead. For some reason, Sain Democlera didn't seem to pay much attention to Licca, and instead built a fence out of liquid around her.

It seems that he really thinks that Lizzie has completely lost all mobility, or else he has full confidence in the power he has. Not to mention. He now has more important things to solve, and even the effort to taunt Curt and make him regret his choice is gone.

Symbolic spells can only work by building connections between things, but these forcibly connected relationships are often extremely fragile. As long as it is disturbed by external forces, abnormalities will occur. Sain Democra, who had not been able to completely control the newly acquired magic power, did set up a huge Rubik's Cube, but he was not able to completely control it.

Lizzie's magic lost control after she "fainted" and scurried around like a headless fly. It also destroys a qiē spell node that you touch along the way. As a result, the space has collapsed in different ways. Even the apparitions at both ends of the mirror showed different degrees of faltering.

Just as he was about to humiliate Curt for a moment, the frozen darkness in the sky suddenly collapsed. Several clots of black mud fell to the surface of the lake. To solve this problem, he had to summon his magic to repair the spells that were starting to get out of control, and after trapping the two of them, he ignored them.

Curt would have finally figured out that this mage was not as powerful as he had anticipated. Although most of the existence in this space is made up of the magic that Sain Demokra obtained from the Slots, he has not been able to control them in a real way.

"No matter what kind of creature it is, it will take a long time to gain power by relying on his own ability, so he chooses to strengthen himself by devouring the life force of those people. Lizzie's voice echoed in her mind, "If it's just in terms of numbers, he must be more than most mages now, but if he ingests so many things at once, even a slime monster that eats everything will be supported." ”

The magic that had permeated everywhere was out of Liqi's control, and even she couldn't tell what she would do next, so she could only watch them wreak havoc in the massive spell structure. But Sein Democla is chasing down these magical powers and restoring the damage they have caused.

He focused his attention on the strange structure of the Rubik's Cube, allowing the surrounding magic to form an encirclement to prevent the damage from spreading. At the same time, those black mud are using their own restorative power to repair the gaps in the Rubik's Cube, allowing them to replace the lost mana.

In just a few moments, most of the damage caused before has been repaired, and now all that remains of mana needs to be removed is needed to keep the spell working. Obviously, he placed the magic that had been absorbed in the most critical place to avoid similar emergencies.

A slightly complicated expression appeared on Curt's face, this wizard had indeed surpassed most of his peers and reached a new realm. But Curt wondered what kind of obsession drove him to perform this strange spell at the cost of a large number of living sacrifices.

However, this spell was so large that almost all magicians could not operate it on their own. Although Lizzie could tell that it was a complex Rubik's cube based on symbolic spells, she was unclear about what effect it would have.

In her few words, she only talked about how he might want to use this spell to somehow connect two worlds that were far apart.

While there is no shortage of possibilities for what Lizzie said, what was Sain Democlus doing this for? Curt has not yet thought of a plausible explanation.

His fundamental purpose is not clear, and Curt can only sense his dedication and fanaticism in the attitude he shows to accomplish this. This may be one of the ingredients that motivate him to act, but if this is the driving force behind his actions, it seems to be putting the cart before the horse.

He keeps claiming that he has a "wisdom" that Curt can't reach, but no matter how you look at it now, he is just a madman who is obsessed with self-satisfaction. As long as it is to complete the plan in mind, he will not waver in the slightest no matter what he destroys in the process.

Perhaps this was a crucial part of the research that he had to devote his whole life to complete, and even that it had reached the point where he needed to pay a qiē to it. This is indeed possible - the sorcerer is a researcher, and there are many madmen who have studied too deeply, they do not care about the world's view of themselves, but they are only trying to deepen their research, and may even trample on the ethics and laws that bind ordinary people.

"I see, that is to say, he only has magic power now, and he looks like a behemoth, but because he doesn't really control them, there are flaws under the outside. ”

With a deep sigh, Curt decided not to think about what this sorcerer was thinking in his frenzy, and this was probably not the first time he had convinced himself to give up. It is impossible for humans to understand each other, and the other sees him and Lizzie as the hounds of Cruise François, and why don't they see each other as outlaws who destroy stability and order?

There is no way to understand each other, and there is probably no need for common sense to understand each other, and words are too weak as a tool, and the means of communication are piled up at the beginning. In the end, two opposing sides can only fight each other, and let the blood of one become the cornerstone of the future that one side sees.

Curt looked at Sain Democra, who was concentrating on tinkering with spells, and suddenly said with a wry smile: "I originally thought that after absorbing so many lives, he would become a strange thing, but he is still not too far away from the category of human beings, at least for now, he is still a human being. ”

Since he was still human, there was always a way to kill him - of course, the target was not the "Sain Democra" who was standing in front of them. This "man" who controls the huge Rubik's cube is just an avatar created by spells to work in his place.

There is no way to give him a fatal blow yet, but it is possible to further destroy the surrounding spell structure and paralyze the Rubik's Cube. Perhaps Sain Democlave only needed enough time to repair it, but the time he bought was enough for both of them. (To be continued......)