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Cheese's expression was very pleasant. It was not that he was keen on destroying others, but the process of removing other people's magic was already a kind of entertainment for this gray robe. In the boring and cold gray tower, the young gray robes could only enjoy it. They were destined to be unable to access any time children should have to have fun, and could only replace relaxation and rest with more interesting learning.

This led to Cheese's current habit of enjoying the process of releasing magic, because in his eyes, it was indeed an entertainment activity, and it was the kind he was best at. Thanks to this, the hotbed magic quickly revealed something deeper in his eyes.

This magic is very different from what Cheese has been exposed to before. It is more vivid and more active, not only reminding him of the other two gray robes, the Baccarat on the grassland, and the running alchemist.

These two fellow disciples died madly, but the research they left behind all pointed to the same direction, the adaptation of magic, or the possibility of non-curable magic. However, the God of Baccarat took the wrong path and turned himself into a monster that assimilated other life and non-life. Although the alchemist preserved the results in that magical dice, it was only a theoretical and experimental product and did not carry it into a new magic faction.

To compare, the principle of the breeding ground is closer to the carnival magic of Baccarat, which melts the boundaries of things, thus causing spells that were originally inactive to produce some biological characteristics.

Of course, the same performance can also be accomplished in the form of alchemy. As long as you set up enough types of spells to be included in the spell pool, and then let those magic mosses randomly generate corresponding attack spells from it, the same effect can be achieved.

However, the former is more random. If magic grows completely freely, no one knows what form it will mutate. The latter naturally needs to write a large number of attack spells when casting, which will definitely consume a lot of magic and energy.

It is obvious that the spells in front of you are not one of the two mentioned above. Compared with the creation of Baccarat and the alchemist, the hotbed in front of you is full of primitive feeling.

It's like a withering sculpture without careful sketching, you can see its outline and see what it wants to appear, but it still has a long way to go before it can be realized. In the realm of magic, this means that the spell is not complete, it means that it is full of variables and is not stable enough.

Gray Robe stretched out her fingers to approach the viper that was closest to him, or to the boundary of the efficacy of attack magic. The viper made of spells moved in both directions with her fingers. Just as the viper was about to bite him, Cheese's footsteps began to move, and his body gradually approached the hotbed, but the hand without a crutch jumped quickly in the air like a conductor.

His fingers seemed to have some strange attraction. After attracting the first poisonous snake, they also attracted almost all the poisonous snakes. They straightened their bodies and wanted to bite the five fingers, but ignored the arms and torso connected to the fingers, and were invisibly mobilized by cheese.

If we look at it from a non-symbolistic perspective, what Cheese just did was to use the magic bait condensed on his fingers to attract the attention of the attack spell, and at the same time, through clever calculations of its effective range, the spell is always maintained in a range that is about to take effect but cannot be truly effective.

"Sun, Moon, and Wind"

This is a trick that is difficult to use for spellcasters, because people can make subjective judgments, they will predict and make a desperate bet, and they will release spells even if they know they cannot hit the target. In that state, cheese dare not step into a large number of spells so casually, but unfortunately the preset magic is not so intelligent.

"So it only enhances the randomness and sustainability ability, and other aspects are still rigid." Gray Robe summarized the experience gained when dealing with these poisonous snakes while walking to analyze the characteristics of the spells.

While speaking, the poisonous snakes in the magical vision had already tied knots and entangled each other. Although they struggled desperately, they had no effect. Cheese used the relativity between these spells and turned all the attack magic here towards the other without triggering any spell, thus forming a strange situation that no one could trigger. The trap of the ferocious god was resolved like a joke by five fingers.

"I've thought of many ways to break this spell, but the way you use is directly... direct than I thought." The sudden sound came from behind Cheese, which is deeper in the cave.

Gray robe turned slowly to the other party's back to check the spell of the hotbed. He was not afraid of the other party's sneak attack, because the only one who was talking here was a mouse. To be precise, it was a human-shaped puppet tied to the mouse's back.

A simple sound-transmitting puppet, which contains too single magic power to become a medium for spells, so there is no need to worry that the speaker will attack himself through the puppet.

"If it is designed more directly, it may be less likely to be cracked. The weapons placed on the table cannot be ignored. If you blindly pursue secrets, you may lose the advantages you should have." Cheese replied indifferently.

He had already guessed the identity of the person who talked to him on the doll. A Silent Mage is probably the inventor of the breeding spell. It seems that although they are called Silent, they are not really not talking.

"It makes sense. Maybe I subconsciously felt that everything here was shameless. What's ridiculous is that we were stealing the light." The voice in the puppet said straightforwardly what we did here.

This is a very bad sign. When a person can express his intentions openly, either the things he is planning are still far away and it doesn't matter if he talks casually.

Either, he was already very close and even completed his own plan, so he was no longer afraid of any sudden changes. Obviously, the situation of the speechless person would be more inclined toward the latter, but Cheese prefers that this is a kind of bluff. If the steal is completed, the other party will not be here.

"I'm looking for a missing friend, whose name is Via, who comes from the School of Solarization. I don't know if you've seen her." Cheese stretched out his cane slightly and looked quite oppressive.

He hopes to make the other party think that he is a lone man who came alone and found a missing friend and mistakenly entered here. Because the Silent Mage in front of him would never continue to greet him if he knew that behind Cheese was a whole army that was about to attack them.

"Via, I seem to have heard of this name. We have invited some mages with unique research fields to help. After the ceremony, they will be sent back, and your friends will naturally be fine."

Yes, if you steal core energy during the ceremony, the entire city will probably fall from the air. At that time, few people here will survive. Everyone is dead, so it doesn't matter if they disappear.

Cheese secretly criticized the other party's answer. In his opinion, the mage obviously did not realize the determination of the ancients. They may have naively believed that the top leaders of the City of All Laws would postpone the ceremony or simply cancel it after the energy theft.

Originally this was possible, but by recalling the few meetings with the ancients, Gray Robe could vaguely feel a kind of paranoidness and madness from their calmness, and they probably didn't want to continue waiting.

The side effects of longevity are far more than imagined, which is what Cheese learned from his teacher and Anlina. He believes that those ancient people will not be immune to the vulgarity. Under their calm appearance, they may have long since become some kind of living soul, blindly trying to reproduce his life yesterday. However, these souls are very capable and relatively patient.

"Is that right? I wonder if I can meet her. I want to confirm her condition."

"This, I still need...you are not alone!" Puppet stopped halfway, because the sound of footsteps came from the passage where cheese was.

Gray robe sighed and stretched out her palm to the puppet.

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Chapter completed!