Volume 3: The Land of Mist Chapter 49 The Empty Throne (Part 2)
William was not at all careless when facing a member of the Takma Order.
The Takma Order is the origin of the concept of modern magic. The prototypes of most magic techniques in the world today were originally extended from them. As far as William knows is now almost equivalent to "magic" itself, is only a relatively large direction in Takma's research topics - it may not even be the largest direction.
Without the ability to save and load save files infinitely, William is essentially just a very, very powerful modern magician.
It is said that the standard for joining the Takma sect is that one must have achieved achievements in the research field they require that are impossible for ordinary people to achieve, and only then will they invite one. And once you join, you must completely sever all ties with your previous life forever.
As we all know, conducting academic research related to magic on the Vic continent is a high-risk thing. Sudden disappearance or death is common in the academic circle. It is rumored that about one-third of the top scholars who disappeared on the Vic continent joined the Takma Cult.
Some people speculated based on this data and believed that the total size of the entire Takma Cult was probably less than a hundred people, and that each person had at least "legendary" level strength - in fact, the entire Vic continent's division of magic was based on the standards of the Takma Cult.
If this speculation is true, then in the era when William was active, the Takma Cult should have been a top force as powerful as the End Watchers. In this era, even if all the high-end combat forces of the entire empire were added together, they might not be able to defeat them.
But they have been so low-key in history that it is difficult to find a way to contact them except for the rulers of Ava.
They were so low-key that in the past, William didn't even have the chance to fight them.
However, after a real fight, William discovered that the strength displayed by the opponent was unexpectedly... weak?
Weak, but peculiar.
The magic system used by the other party was completely different from what William was familiar with. He did not rely on mental power to induce the magic power of the star realm into the etheric domain, and then weave various systems of spells to release spells. Instead, he used some unknown method to directly call up a large amount of magic power from the etheric domain, and then used an extremely simple and crude method to bombard.
If I were to describe it, the player's blue bar in the game is actually his own mental power. The mental power can draw magic power from the astral realm into his own etheric domain at any time, and then immediately release it in the form of magic spells.
The etheric domain at this time is similar to the reading slot when casting a spell. The size of the etheric domain directly limits the casting speed of a magic caster and the number of spells that can be released at the same time.
However, the opponent directly used the reading bar as his own blue bar and used all spells in a very "intuitive" way.
During the battle, a dragon made of fire descended from the sky, and a giant formed by lightning. Although they all looked impressive, they were actually just for show.
The result of the two sides' spells fighting is basically that the opponent will be defeated at the first touch.
When the battle between the two men moved to the reef where the Dawn Fortress and the Lighthouse of Hope were located, William suddenly came to his senses.
"Are you using magic to simulate the power of the Moon Realm?"
After burning all the bee swarms summoned by the opponent to ashes, William asked.
Modern magic is a product of logic, and requires the magic caster to use his mental power to carefully construct the corresponding magic formula before it can be successful.
In other words, magicians imitate the Creator and construct the present world to be closer to their ideals.
The power of the Moon Realm is equivalent to the reflection and echo of the real world. They do not create anything themselves, but only imitate and distort everything that already exists.
The other party is relying on his own sensibility to shape the magic into a superficial appearance, rather than relying on logic to make more fundamental changes - this is Yuejing's style of doing things.
The other party looked at the magnificent fortress behind William, whose exterior outline had been 70% to 80% completed, and an expression of "really so" appeared on his face.
Then he answered William's previous question:
"This is the true form of primordial magic. The path that humans have taken before and the path you are taking have been wrong from the beginning..."
But he didn't finish his words.
Because two dead ghosts suddenly emerged from the rain, two sharp sickles were placed on his neck, one on the left and one on the right, leaving a thin blood mark on each side.
"What's wrong? Tell me clearly."
William walked up slowly and said.
"You are wrong."
The other party replied.
William, leaning on Withering Cold, walked up to the old man, then ordered the two dead ghosts to slightly move the sickles so that the other party would raise his head and look at him.
William asked condescendingly:
"So, now you know who I am?"
"A person who should have completely left this world."
A subtle answer.
William remained silent, waiting for his next words.
"But for some reason, you returned to this world again... I thought you were just a pilgrim trying to wear a crown, but I miscalculated on this point..."
Hearing this, William frowned slightly.
"Crowned Pilgrim? What does that mean?"
"Terra Riel is only the first of your past imitators of heroic deeds."
The other party replied.
"Ritual magic?"
Ritual magic, by imitating mythological stories, approaches the prototype of creation and thus gains power close to that of gods.
The other person shook his head.
"They imitate you not to gain power from the past, but to subvert it."
"Subvert what?"
"tyranny."
The old man replied.
William laughed out loud.
How can they have the nerve to say that they have used every means possible to seize power and influence and turned the world into the mess it is today in order to overthrow tyranny?
So William asked sarcastically:
“Whose tyranny?”
"The tyranny of the entire world, the tyranny of seven high kings."
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"I've already died once, in a very tragic way."
Blake replied as he looked at the girl in front of him.
"It was the judge who pulled me back from the valley of death."
As he spoke, he walked up to the other person with a calm expression.
"As for plunging the entire world into purgatory... Tell me, who gave the order to open twenty-four Moon Realm rifts? Who erected twenty-four lighthouses to form a high wall to block people's way up? And who brought weapons and magic to invade a place that was originally peaceful? Who created the real purgatory?"
Blake said as he placed his sword on the opponent's chin, forcing her to lift her face and look at him.
“Hehehe…”
But the other party just let out a weird laugh.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Have you ever thought that there should be no death in this world?"
The girl spoke weakly with blood flowing from the corners of her smiling mouth.
"What's the meaning?"
"Originally, we should all be free in this world, absolutely free, without death, without sadness, without oppression, without anything that you think should not exist in this world. However, seven tyrants have imprisoned us in this cage called the present world."
"I don't have time to discuss such philosophical matters with you."
"Really? But it seems to me that this is a very realistic question. Do you want to know the names of those seven tyrants?"
Blake said nothing.
The little girl took his silence as her agreement, and then said mockingly:
"They are - Father, Mother, Elder, Lady, Youth, Child, and the Dead."
"They created a purgatory called the present world and imprisoned us all in it. And now the Lord Judge you are with wants to continue this purgatory until eternity."
