Chapter 325 I think I can do it
Since Bloodthirster Bra is like a randomly refreshed wild BOSS, he comes to Magik every now and then to show his presence and then kill people. He is actually quite famous among the teachers and students who have been in the school for a long time.
Even in some places among the people, there is a legend called "The Horror Legend of Mobula, the Chosen One of the Blood God", which is probably similar to Bloody Mary, the Rabbit Killer, the Pig-Headed Butcher and other similar ghost stories that scare children.
Even though there are different versions of the legend, generally speaking, everyone believes that:
The blood demon Bra is the chosen son of the God of Blood and Dark Night. Its resentful soul is filled with revenge and cannot be destroyed.
Those possessed by him will become geniuses in practicing arcane arts and magic in a short period of time, and the dark side of their temperament will be infinitely magnified.
He possesses the power bestowed by the God of Blood and Darkness, and can absorb the life energy of other creatures for his own use. He also has the powerful power to escape into the shadows, making him a shadow master with extremely strong escape ability.
The intense resentment within the Wrathful Soul will cause the host's sanity to decline to a certain extent.
Over time, this would lead to both the host and the blood demon Bra eventually dying in their quest for revenge against the Magik School of Magic.
The host's soul was destroyed, and he didn't even have the chance to become an undead creature.
The destroyed blood demon Bra will lie dormant for a while, looking for an opportunity to find the next victim again.
Legend has it that he is very powerful and as difficult to deal with as a maggot on the tarsal bone.
In reality, he was just like that. Eight out of ten times, the host he chose died at the speed of light before he even became a mage, and the threat he posed to the Magic Academy of Magic was infinitely close to zero.
It was for this reason that when Lu Wenwu took out a soul fragment belonging to the blood demon Bula in front of everyone and asked about its purpose, the professors were not shocked.
They were just surprised at how terrifying Lu Wenwu's bloodline talent was, even being able to cut through soul bodies directly.
Old man Wood even directly assured that he was 80% sure that he could use this fragment to help Lu Wenwu refine a blood demon tracking disk.
Make sure that the next time the Blood Demon is resurrected, as long as he gets within a certain range, Lu Wenwu will be able to detect him immediately.
Lu Wenwu still had great trust in this alchemy god and decisively agreed to old man Wood's proposal.
He had a premonition that he would soon be able to fight alongside this blood demon (sure)!
After solving the sudden trouble of the Blood Demon, Lu Wenwu's life returned to normal.
After learning of his dragon identity, several senior members of the academy did not take any other action. They only gave him a small privilege after asking for his personal wishes and the opinion of Isidro, the "guardian dragon".
They don't have to take any tests and can attend classes in any of the three grades as long as Isidro and Lu Wenwu feel that there is no problem with it.
It's unreasonable to hold dragons to human standards.
It was precisely because of the exposure of this incident that Douglas's worries at the opening ceremony disappeared without a trace.
The lifespan of a pure-blooded dragon is at least a thousand years, and its cultivation speed is much faster than that of humans.
Re-focusing the heart of magic and forging the ladder of truth can be achieved through hard work.
On the other hand, Ild's Death School had no intention of covering up anything and directly told the whole process, except for Lu Wenwu's identity.
The professors used this as a warning to guide the students and ordered them not to learn from Lu Wenwu - it was definitely dangerous for a wizard who had not passed the academy's certification to face the blood demon host alone.
As a result, Lu Wenwu became famous again in the academy.
At the same time, the fact that he killed the blood demon and the blood demon host also caused a heated discussion among the students.
The Blood Demon incident directly caused the library to be full for a week, and students who did not come to the library on weekdays also wanted to borrow some books on miscellaneous talks and legends.
Lu Wenwu felt a little resentful about this matter.
There were too many people borrowing books, so he couldn't read some of the books he had originally planned to read.
But soon, his little resentment disappeared without a trace.
With the approval of the principal, he can now participate in higher-level small-class teaching with senior students, and no longer has to take those basic courses that he has already mastered.
However, the content in the class made Lu Wenwu feel a little helpless.
For example, now, he was listening to a senior who was about to advance to the mage explain his understanding of a certain spell.
The pitch and heaviness of the pronunciation, the gesture of waving the magic wand, the adjustment of syllables, and even the angle and rotation scale of the magic wand.
Long paragraphs of professional terms kept coming out of the senior's mouth, and various words that sounded very impressive but whose meanings were unknown came one after another.
When this boastful senior gets excited, he will directly summon the target in the classroom and demonstrate it on the spot.
In the audience, the students were fascinated.
On the stage, the professor showed a satisfied look.
Only Lu Wenwu became more and more confused.
no?
What the hell is this?
Do I need to use these messy things to enhance the power of spells?
Isn’t it enough to just have strong emotions and will?
And what about the magic that is converted into a spell and then shot out in the air, and the micro-manipulation that relies on quick shakes of the wrist to make the spell turn and change direction in the air?
Isn't it possible to do it as long as the mental strength is strong enough?
After the class, Lu Wenwu was confused.
I understood it, but not completely.
So, Lu Wenwu knocked on the door of the principal's office with his questions and asked the doubts in his heart.
Does the nature of magic depend on the will of the magician himself?
If so, then why can those inexplicable modifications still increase the power of magic?
I had communicated with Isidro too many times before. His research on human magic was still a little behind the development of dragon language magic inherited from his bloodline, and he also couldn't understand the principle of silent casting.
There are people at the level of a god of magic who can ask, why not go?
"Your understanding of magic is much stronger than Isidro's. This may be due to the fact that you haven't received a proper dragon education and training, which makes your values different from those of a normal dragon."
In the principal's office, Douglas sat on the large leather sofa, sipping black tea comfortably.
From time to time, he would elegantly cut off a piece of cheese, mashed potatoes and egg pancake as a snack with his expensive silver cutlery.
"After only studying for more than half a year, you can already see through the essence of magic. This kind of talent can truly be called a peerless genius. At least I had to reach the level of truth before I gradually understood this." The old principal said with a smile.
Lu Wenwu pondered for a moment. "So what you're saying is that whether or not magic can be released, and the power of magic, really only depends on the magician's own will?"
"That's right." Douglas nodded slightly. "On the continent, thanks to the gods, although the writing used by each country is the same, the pronunciation varies from place to place, and the pronunciation of spells is also different. This is why, even if the spells are different, magicians can still cast the same magic."
"But I understand the skills described in those books!"
Halfway through his words, Lu Wenwu suddenly realized.
The methods used by those seniors did not essentially violate the law of "will" that he envisioned.
Whether it is a spell or a spell-casting gesture, it is nothing more than the embodiment of those abstract and difficult-to-understand concepts.
In the process of chanting spells and waving the wand, Ben would impose a subconscious force on himself, making his will firm to execute a certain command.
This is similar to Lu Wenwu's direct reliance on soul power to forcibly improve himself.
It’s just that the method in the book is more intuitive.
After all, on the Continent of Gods, even the truth mages born from the undead creatures cannot manipulate their souls and control their will so finely.
This is also the reason why some magicians like to snap their fingers when casting spells silently, to give themselves a mental suggestion.
hiss.
etc!
If the essence of a spell is the magician's will, can it be understood that the essence of magic is actually a kind of idealistic thing?
Are magicians actually just a bunch of greenskins with the power of "I'm thinking"?
Lu Wenwu was suddenly shocked by his own thoughts.
So the essence of spellcasting is actually this - I think the magic power in my body can make the food move and cook itself into a delicious egg-filled pancake at the level of the spellcaster himself?
I test!
Everything makes sense now!
If it is the power of my thinking, then those strange auxiliary magics are indeed reasonable.
"But Principal, there's one thing I don't understand."
Thinking of this, Lu Wenwu continued to ask.
"If the essence of a spell is the magician's will combined with magical power, then why can't arcanists cast magic? Moreover, why is the process of releasing magic different when casting with a wand and casting silently?"
"For the latter, I'm not sure why. For the former, it's because the arcanists lack 'qualifications'."
"Although we have not yet researched the nature of this 'aptitude', it is certain that those who possess it are born with magical powers, just like you magical races."
Douglas put down the knife and fork in his hand, wiped his mouth with a delicate white cloth, and answered seriously.
"Magicians are the darlings of heaven and earth. This is not just empty talk."
"We are the oldest cultivation system and profession on the Continent of Gods."
"Arcane originated from magic. It is an imitation of magic by those who yearn for it."
"Or rather, it's not just arcane magic; all cultivation systems in the world have traces of magic."
"It's just that the arcane is the latest to appear among them, and it is also the one that seeks to restore the power of the magician the most."
"All other cultivation systems originated from magic?" Lu Wenwu was stunned. "Then are physical professions and divine arts also..."
This stuff is not written in the book!
Moreover, this kind of thing would never be seen even if you go to the holy land of other cultivation systems.
Even if it is true, who would be willing to admit such a thing?
There has always been a fierce competition among the various cultivation systems, and everyone thinks that they are the most powerful.
In this case, let alone compiling such things into a book and writing them down.
"I can tell you responsibly that these also originated from magic.
Douglas said lightly, a faint smile appeared on his face, with a hint of pride.
A group of people have been fighting on the continent for so many years, but they don’t know that we magicians are the real and undisputed kings!
"The Church of Light's apprentice-level divine spell, Holy Light, is 99% similar to Illumination. The warrior's signature skill, Shield Block, can be directly deduced from the Iron Shield spell using arcane principles. And..."
Listening to the principal's talk, Lu Wenwu was extremely surprised.
I came at the right time today!
The progress of the main task is advancing rapidly.jpg
Taking advantage of this perfect opportunity, Lu Wenwu simply raised a question in his mind: "Principal, since our magicians are already so powerful, what is the situation with ancient magic?"
"I've read some descriptions in books, and it feels like ancient magic is closer to what arcane magic imitates, and at the same time, it's more powerful than our current magic."
"It seems you've been reading a lot lately. Indeed, ancient magic is the foundation of everything."
Douglas smiled and affirmed Lu Wenwu's idea.
"Ancient magic was powerful, and not just ordinary magic. This is why ancient magicians were far more powerful than modern magicians. Their nonfiction biographies seem like made-up stories."
"Modern magic is actually a product of compromise. It's a simplified version developed by combining the wisdom of nearly all magicians at the time in order to enhance humanity's overall strength when magicians were scarce."
"Compromise? A simplified version?" Lu Wenwu hesitated. "Could it be that ancient magic also has certain qualifications?"
"Not only that, but it's ridiculously high," Douglas said with a wry smile. "In ancient times, those who could practice ancient magic were also called 'Sons of Heaven'. Magicians like us today, myself included, would have been considered 'Sons of Earth' in ancient times."
"A true Son of Heaven will continue to grow in both magical and spiritual power, even without any meditation or training. As for the Son of Earth, the common magicians of today, if they want to improve after reaching adulthood, they need to work hard on their own training."
"What's even more sad is that even if the Son of Earth devotes his entire life to it, it would be difficult for him to use a true ancient magic. For example, I am called the God of Blazing Sun Magic because I have mastered the ancient magic of Blazing Sun Collapse."
"This is also the only ancient magic I master."
Having said that, Douglas couldn't help but sigh with a wry smile.
"It is said that in ancient times, the Blazing Sun Collapse was just a magic that the true Sons of Heaven could easily cast. It could be learned just by watching it once, and it wasn't even difficult to master."
"Then, Principal, if I want to learn ancient magic, can you teach me? Or are there any books on ancient magic in our school?" Lu Wenwu asked, "Wasn't our school founded by the God of Magic?"
Douglas shook his head. "Unfortunately, no. The school encountered an accident after the birth of modern magic. The exact cause and details of the accident are unknown, but all the teaching materials on ancient magic were mysteriously lost."
"As for teaching... Although it's a bit embarrassing to say it, I must admit that I don't know how to teach. This magic of mine was an accidental acquisition during my youthful training. I have no idea how to materialize it into a concept you can understand."
"If you are truly interested in ancient magic, I suggest you return to Dragon Island with Isidro after the end of this school year."
"Like the human race, the dragon race has the longest history."
"Also, although Dragon Language magic has evolved differently during the bloodline inheritance process compared to ancient times, it is still the closest extant tradition to ancient magic."
(End of this chapter)
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