The descendant of the Great Sage in Marvel

Although Modu was drunk and emotionally irrational, his thinking was still very clear.

He has been thinking about personal rights and wrongs these days, and has never thought of finding problems from the mage group.

"That's right, I'm just an ordinary person. I can only understand you special people from your descriptions. I guess you should know better than me." The old man tapped his finger on the bar.

"I can only analyze these things from what you said, whether it is the Ancient Master you mentioned, or some Dormammu who always wants to invade the earth.

From their perspective, there was nothing wrong with what they did. It's nothing more than using all the power you can to solve the problems you need to solve. "

Hearing these words of the old man, Mo Du felt a little disappointed, thinking that he was another person who yearned for magical power and excused Gu Yi and the others in order to win his favor.

He said in a deep voice: "But don't forget, they broke the rules they should abide by."

"What are rules? If you mages have a set of rules that are different from ordinary people, then I have no idea.

But if there are rules, there must be someone who makes them, so there is no essential difference between your set of rules and ordinary people's rules.

If you are talking about the laws of nature and the laws of all things, then I wonder if magic itself breaks the rules."

In this old man's view, his point of view is that neither the laws of nature nor the rules set by humans are perfect.

Some people will abide by it, while others will look for loopholes or even violate it. What's more, Ancient One himself is the maker of the rules of the magic world, so it is normal for him not to be bound by the rules themselves.

What Modo should consider should not be an individual's problem, but a group choice.

He pointed to the starry sky outside and said: "I once learned a truth. Everything we come into contact with in life is in a balance. Where there is day, there will be night, where there is birth, there will be death, and where there is growth, there will be withering. .

Everything we experience and know is in a state of balance and circulates endlessly.

But the magic you mentioned is itself a heterogeneous existence, relying on mastering some laws to gain the authority to change the world.

You can keep the power of nature in your body for a long time and do everything you want to do.

So have you ever thought about what happens to other things that originally belong to the cycle of these forces?

Has the original natural cycle of magic been destroyed?"

Modu was simply dumbfounded by the old man's theory. The issue he had always considered was that magic is the guardian and defender of nature, so he had been asking Ancient One and some mages to ignore the laws of nature and forcibly destroy the rules of nature in order to win. way of doing things, resulting in dissatisfaction and resistance.

But he never thought that using magic itself was a violation of the laws of nature.

Modu fell into deep thought for a while. The problem he encountered was not solved. The old man's words made him fall into deeper confusion.

When he came back to his senses and wanted to talk to the old man again, he found that he had left without knowing when.

Leo frowned slightly as he listened to Modu's story. It seems that what the old man said is the key to Modu's transformation, and has planted the seeds in his heart for Modu to attack the mage.

But Senior Brother Modu is not a fool. He had to find a way to clarify his doubts before making plans. Not to mention that now that you are new to a stranger’s theory, you should think it over yourself.

With his personality, he would never change his attitude so quickly, firmly believe in a stranger's theory, and actually take action against his close senior brothers.

What's more, the old man's theory sounds reasonable at first glance, but in fact it can't stand up to careful scrutiny at all. It's just a family opinion.

But now Leo was not in the mood to start a debate with such a stubborn person as Modo, who could not convince anyone, so he did not interrupt Modo's story and continued to listen.