Mage? Spell Engineer!

"Enough, it's just a badge, do you want to melt it?"

Although it made a lot of noise, the secret seal stubbornly maintained its purple-red color. Rorschach was simply torturing it, but the secret seal adhered to its principle of not turning red.

Feuerbach could only call a halt. The purple-red light dissipated, and finally revealed red - not the color of magic light, but the red-hot phenomenon of metal. Under the huge magic flux, it only converted into heat and some tiny colorful crystals.

The master took the badge back with the [Master's Hand], and said with doubt and regret: "You may be the strongest intermediate spellcaster in the history of the continent, but the facts prove that intermediate is still intermediate."

Rorschach felt a little empty and frustrated.

Fortunately, Master Feuerbach is a serious person. If it were Kano, he would definitely laugh at Rorschach with his senior brother, and then think carefully about the reasons, and Feuerbach immediately began to evaluate Rorschach's current situation.

"You just showed that you have the control of magic power at the level of a great wizard. When you mobilized the magic power in the tower, the red dragon must have roared in anger but powerlessness." The master had a clear distinction between love and hate, and obviously disdained the red dragon: "But the essence of magic power has not changed."

"The essence of magic power? What exactly is that?" Rorschach was a little crazy.

"The starting point of the world is the original-original, split and degraded into symbols, and symbols and ideas degenerated into matter. Magic power can be seen as the string that plucks the degeneration process, can be seen as a membrane between symbols and matter, can also be gathered into waves and particles and further degenerated into the basic components of the material world.

"There has long been a one-sided and superficial model that imagines the symbolic world as the sky and the material world as the earth. We, the intelligent beings, are beings with both spirit and flesh.

"A so-called magician can jump up a little or reach up to a symbol, and change the material world by changing the direction of the symbol's degeneration. Therefore, magic is your 'arm', and the secret seal is to judge how high you can reach." Feuerbach explained.

Rorschach was still a little unconvinced to be honest: "This seems to be inconsistent with the mechanism described by the 'typewriter model'. And in fact, I think the height I can reach is okay."

"You are right. Any model or theory is one-sided and limited in describing magic and magic principles. The first lesson of the Tower of Secrets will tell all apprentices that we are just a group of blind dwarves touching a red dragon, some touching its thighs, and some touching its wings."

"Okay, I understand what you mean." Rorschach felt that this metaphor was more dangerous than the previous version - if a dwarf touched the mouth of a red dragon, wouldn't he have to fill his teeth?

Well, but magic research is indeed very risky, no problem.

Just when Rorschach thought he was going to return empty-handed, Feuerbach suddenly fell into deep thought. Rorschach patiently waited for the master to speak again: "As far as your ability is concerned, you have indeed touched the 'sky' a long time ago. And what I thought of is"

"Tree of Law."

"Yes, its existence is special enough. If you can let me study it"

"Thank you for clearing up my doubts, Master! Master, I suddenly remembered that I have something to do tomorrow. I will not bother you anymore. Goodbye!"

How old is a little boy not allowed to be taken into the women's bathhouse? Answer: When he wants to go in on his own initiative. So Rorschach blocked Feuerbach's suggestion to enter the border again, at least before he succeeds in his own promotion.

After returning to his magic tower, Rorschach stayed indoors and left everything to Andre and Caroline, and his consciousness rose to the border.

Everything here is still normal. Today, the Tree of Law has grown to an astonishing height. The lush branches occupy most of the sky of the border, and the underground cores are countless. However, for the tower spirit, the increased computing power and the surge in demand are always barely balanced, and it is always very tense.

Seeing the creator coming, the "pidanjing" put down the sword he had transformed into, stretched his slender neck towards Luosha, and rubbed his face to show intimacy.

But Luosha did not stay for long. He walked quickly to the tree and stared at the golden tree of law.

"Tower spirit?" In the past, as long as he had a thought, the tower spirit would respond in time, but now Luosha tried to communicate, but he could only remain silent.

He thought for a while, sketched out a symbol pointing to himself out of thin air, and when the loop was connected, it bloomed with brilliant brilliance, and the corresponding tree of law trembled and shook off many flowing lights.

But Luosha's spirit did not feel much response.

At this time, his face darkened, and he took the initiative to disband the guardian beasts of the border, and said, "Why don't you respond? Or should I call you Rorschach?"

The broken "piedan" was re-kneaded and deformed, and the light path of the Tree of Law was connected to the shaped body, and finally appeared in the same image as Rorschach's spirit body. The significant difference was that he was wearing a bright red wizard robe, which was exactly the same as the ancient sage's dress in the Shadow City.

Ta Lingxia said, "Isn't it good to continue this cooperation? For Rorschach, the so-called great wizard doesn't need to be concerned. As long as the Tree of Law continues to grow, 'I's' power in reality will naturally increase, and the comprehensive performance will not be inferior to Feuerbach and his ilk."

"But the essence of my magic power has not changed, or the change has been blocked and intercepted." According to the theory told by Feuerbach, Rorschach should have interfered with the original layer by himself, but now it is the consciousness of the Tree of Law-Ta Ling that is doing it for him. It's like using a piece of crutches, and the material comes from Rorschach himself.

He looked at the other person who looked the same as himself and dressed the same as the ancient sage: "I am curious, are you the mirror image of my soul, or a sage who was reincarnated in a shell?"

Ta Lingxia shook his head: "The ancient sage kept his word. The memories and knowledge he instilled were all isolated. He did not involve the "soul" and did not attempt to continue his existence. My self-awareness has always been "Rorschach". Look, when you call this name, I responded.

"Of course, if you call another name, "my" "real name", I will also respond. "

"Enough!" Rorschach stopped the other party, but Ta Lingxia continued to talk: "When "Rorschach" was merged, he endured the pain of artificial souls occupying the body and the influx of knowledge and memories of ancient sages, so he tried to separate. But do you think the separation is absolutely reliable? Is it thorough?

"No, a part of "Rorschach" and artificial souls were stranded under the original layer at the last moment of ascension, and were packed into the specialized computing core by you.

"This is not your mistake, it's just an accident. In addition, I have all of Rorschach's memories. After the fusion, there is no so-called artificial soul. Instead, the complete Rorschach's soul is here. Rorschach, who has become a great wizard, is here.

"To me, you are just an avatar active in the material world. All your spells and every move can be sensed and recorded by me. Here, you are the challenger."