The main reason why the origin of magic has been unwilling to fight in a violent state is because he wants to suppress the hard-won reason or consciousness in his body.
The origin of magic without consciousness is just magic itself and poses no threat to anyone.
Therefore, in a sense, the most powerful peak of the origin of magic is also its most vulnerable moment.
All the magic in this world has been swallowed up. Is the energy formed powerful? It must be an invincible existence, and it must be so powerful that it cannot be more powerful.
But just like the nuclear fusion process in the reactor, no matter how powerful the energy is, if it is just pure energy, it is just energy and will not be daunting in any case.
This is an interesting paradox, that is to say, when the source of magic releases its own state, it is the most powerful and the weakest.
Therefore, the source of magic did not completely let go of the control of energy by his consciousness. He just tried carefully and little by little to get himself into a state of rage.
He didn't dare to try such a state before, because he knew that his ray of consciousness was hard-won. He didn't dare to do any experiments. He just accumulated the energy in his body bit by bit to make himself stronger.
He would rather use the troops of God's Attendants, and would rather use the army of demons to wipe out everything, than let his weak self be in any danger.
Today, he was forced into desperation, facing the powerful Bulkland Fortress, facing the Dragon King, and facing all the powerful men of the Eilanhir Empire.
At this time, he could only be forced to accept the challenge and was forced to release the shackles that had been imprisoned on him.
This state allows him to mobilize the magic between heaven and earth, swallow these magics, and make himself stronger.
At the same time, before he decided to do this, he used a space magic. This space magic was not so much about blocking the reinforcements and interference of the surrounding Elanshir Empire troops on the battlefield, but it was more about the magic origin doing it for himself.
formed a defensive barrier.
He is afraid of external interference, or in other words, he realizes that he should not give up his hard-earned and most precious thinking ability without being prepared!
As a result, he went berserk and forgot about the defense system he had set up for himself.
Even under the control of the origin of magic, space magic cannot exist for a long time, because the laws of space are the laws of space, which are the laws of nature and cannot be changed by humans.
When the world is constantly repairing damaged space and trying to restore it to its original appearance, maintaining space magic, especially rough magic like space fragmentation, requires a lot of magic energy.
It's a pity that after the magic source went berserk, it forgot to continuously inject energy into this space magic.
He manically and greedily absorbed all the energy around him, absorbing almost all the magic inside the space magic in one breath.
This is why everyone, including the God Puppet and the Dragon King, feel that the magic in their bodies has been affected.
Under such circumstances, space magic cannot always resist the pressure of the law and eventually collapses, so the defensive barrier that the magic source set for itself has finally disappeared.
The moment it disappeared, the remaining intelligence of the magic source felt something was wrong. When the fragments of space began to recover, he realized that his mind seemed to be affected by something.
What frightened him was that just when he took the initiative to relax his consciousness, something in a distant place was seducing his precious consciousness.
Those precious, soulful things that he cared about were quickly leaving him. At this time, the source of magic wanted to catch these things again, but he found that these things were no longer under his control.
It's like grabbing quicksand with your hands or trapping the water with a fishing net. Subconsciously, the source of magic reaches out, and the bits and pieces that sustain his soul and his thinking pass through his fingertips, but they are never touched.
He held back the slightest bit.
These things just converged crazily into the distance, as if they were going to the place they were supposed to go.
"You...what on earth did you do to me?!" The source of magic kept roaring in his mind, but no one could hear his terrifying voice.
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In the distant royal palace of Siris City, Chris was already thinking about how to minimize the losses in this battle. He was constantly thinking about how he could save Andrea and Weiwei.
install.
As for the Dragon King, Chris didn't consider it. He even kept praying, praying that the Dragon King could do his best to protect Andrea and Vivian from the siege of the origin of magic!
As long as Andrea and Vivian can be sent out, it doesn't matter to Chris whether the Dragon King is dead or not, whether he is still alive or not! It doesn't matter at all!
Just when Chris was thinking shamelessly, he was suddenly pulled back to the world in his mind.
Then, he saw or felt a majestic force gathering towards him.
This feeling was unprecedented and made him feel a little overwhelmed - he could see that some distant memories were pouring into the two big trees in his mind, and then the two trees became even more tightly entangled with each other.
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Even Chris felt that they were twisting together to become a stronger and more luxuriant towering tree.
Because of the growth of this towering tree, or rather because of the growth of these two big trees, Chris felt that the world in his mind had become bigger and broader.
Countless memories and knowledge poured into Chris's mind like a river. Chris could clearly see that these things became part of the big tree and became something that belonged to him.
The missing part of technology in Chinese civilization, the true meaning of magic mastered by the origin of magic, all became Chris's and something he mastered at this moment.
He could feel every pore in his body breathing. What he breathed was not the air but the magic that permeated his body.
Chris could feel that he was rapidly becoming stronger. It seemed that at this moment, he had inherited everything from the origin of magic, including the control of magic from the origin of magic.
At this moment, he no longer worried about the battlefield in the distant demon world of Withollands, because he knew that he had already won!