"What is that magic tide?" Migo has heard cheese talk about this concept more than once. Gray robe's habit of talking to himself allows people around him to always have some understanding of what he is thinking about.

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The gray robe did not step into the battlefield again. He lowered his head and picked up a broken arrow. The person it was supposed to hit died from the spear piercing his back. The thick armor could protect many parts, but there were always places it could not protect.

Metal products can reflect a lot of information. If there are decorations on them, they can even directly determine the cultural circle to which they belong. Unfortunately, the arrowhead in Cheese's hand is not so exquisite. It seems to be rushed out, which shows that at least one side in the war is

There is insufficient preparation for the war, or it may have reached the end of the war when it is unable to fight anymore.

It is worth mentioning that when Cheese picked up the arrow, the impaled body beside him also began to squeak and sway, as if he was eager to hug Gray Robe into his arms. If it hadn't been for the long

Spear restriction, it may have succeeded.

"The so-called magic tide, well, is the changing law of the total amount of magic in this world. Its changing state is as slow as the landform, and it is more difficult to detect. When the tide rises, many unnatural things will happen in nature, such as growth

Abnormal ferocious beasts, increasing numbers of monsters, and the resurrection of the dead.”

Cheese walked towards the red dragon. To his side and behind, as if in response, a large number of corpses began to squirm. There were no traces of magic or spells on them, as if it was natural for the corpses to move.

"On the contrary, if the tide is low, the world will become quiet and reasonable." Gray Robe raised his hands, his eyes emitting a slight light of magic. He was not casting a spell, but just using his sense of magic to extract nearby magic.

For ordinary spellcasters, this ability is enough to be used as a trump card when risking their lives, but when used by today's gray robes, there is no effort at all. In other words, it is like using a little stuffing to dip the dough.

The ingredients are the magic of cheese, and the dough is the magic of nature.

As invisible vortices gathered on the mage's hands, the staggering corpses slumped to the bottom, no longer showing any signs of movement.

The magic power contaminated with the breath of the dead is essentially an unstable poison. Over time, it will brew the miasma in people's mouths, thus causing various natural phenomena.

Cheese asked Migo to flap his wings, and at the same time throw the magic ball, let the strong wind blow away the two clouds of poisonous gas, and use normal air to dilute them to the greatest extent, making them harmless. Time will dissolve the death-related part of the magic.

Just like a corpse will eventually turn into dirt.

"Is this a bad thing? I think although the smell here is a bit pungent, it's quite comfortable to stay there." Migo tilted his head and asked with a somewhat uncertain expression.

Some people think that red dragons are bloodthirsty based on the color of their scales, and red dragons with a violent personality are indeed always associated with mass killings. Therefore, Migo is not sure why his body feels comfortable on the battlefield.

This is also the reason why he brought cheese. Whether he is a human or a dragon, he always takes special care when things concern him.

Cheese knew the Red Dragon's concerns. He had been with this companion long enough to be able to detect the things that were carefully handled behind Migo's various behaviors. His nature, the Red Dragon was afraid of that thing.

Migo's biggest self-contradiction is that he came into contact with humans too early. When the red dragon partially accepted the idea of ​​short-lived creatures, he began to worry about whether there was something inviolable within himself. In other words, he worried about his own power.

This is a rare situation. Most dragons are conceited, and few dragons question whether they are too powerful.

"From the knowledge I have, the world was at the peak of the magic tide in the era when the dragons were at their peak. Since then, the tide has been getting lower and lower. You may feel comfortable because you have instinctively adapted to an environment with a higher magic concentration.

,Don't worry."

What Cheese said is the truth. The dragon brings magic power, and the magic power calls the dragon. The two are inseparable. Migo's worries are not the point in the eyes of the mage. The point is why a local magic tide occurs on this battlefield.

It is such a reasonable existence that if the red dragon hadn't pointed it out, Cheese might not even have discovered it.

Is this an isolated case? Or is the entire world undergoing some changes? You must know that in the training you received, the theory of the First Gray Robe is that the tide cannot rise again, and the magic of the entire world will only become more and more powerful.

It's right to be thin.

This theory stems from the Gray Robe School's understanding of magic. According to the research of the First Gray Robe, magic is likely to be the unfinished energy in the birth process of the entire world.

To put it more vividly, the creation of the world is like throwing a stone at a film covered with flour. When the stone falls, the world begins to form, and the flour flying from the film is the various basic substances and elements that make up the world.

The process of their dust settling is the process of shaping mountains, rivers and the earth.

However, the falling of flour can be slow or fast. Even now, quite some time has passed and the world is still in the process of being formed. Magic power can be understood as flour particles that are still falling. This can also explain why magic power can fall on the caster.

The hand communicates with all things, because it itself is the origin of the composition of all things, and can be transformed with a little guidance.

As the world is completed, magic will turn into matter. When the last grain of flour falls to the ground, the world will no longer have magic, which represents its true completion. As for what will happen after that, no one knows.

No way of knowing.

Cheese has always believed in this theory, because the spell-casting logic he used is based on it. Since all gray robes can cast spells unimpeded, practice has verified the authenticity of the theory.

However, today, he seems to have seen a counterexample. If the magic tide rises here, the entire world will change. The mythical era will not come back, but the existing world will also be completely different. This is unreasonable, not reasonable at all. Unless

…

"Where have you been?" Jana and Olga have returned, and the sister of the golden dragon seems to be quite curious about the whereabouts of the mage and the red dragon.

Cheese briefly explained a few words, and the group set off again and left here. In the hanging basket, Gray Robe once again took out the book, Basic Principles of Magic. There should be a chapter in it dedicated to magic.

"The content of magic in our world will only become less and less, until the sand in the hourglass runs out, the whole world may be remade again... But if something in the middle stimulates the film again, the flour that has already fallen will

Have you flown again?"
Chapter completed!