Mage? Spell Engineer!.

Chapter 477 You are the challenger

"That's 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 and refused to turn red.

Feuerbach could only call a halt. The purple-red light dissipated, revealing red at last—not the color of magic light, but the red heat of metal. Under the huge flux of magic power, it only transformed into heat and some tiny colorful crystals.

The master took the badge back with his [Mage's Hand] and said with confusion 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 somewhat empty and frustrated.

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

"You just showed that you have the control over magic power at the level of a great wizard. When you mobilized the magic power in the tower, the red dragon must have been howling in anger and incompetence." The master had a clear distinction between love and hate, and he obviously disliked the red dragon: "But the nature of magic power has not changed."

"The essence of magic? What on earth is that?" Rorschach was a little crazy.

"The starting point of the world is the original, the original text, which splits and degenerates into symbols, and symbols and ideas degenerate into matter. Magic can be seen as the string that plucks the degeneration process, as a membrane between symbols and matter, or it can be condensed into waves and particles and further degenerate into the basic components of the material world.

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

"A so-called magician is one who 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 power is your 'arm', and the secret seal is to judge how 'high' you can reach," Feuerbach explained.

Rorschach was still a little unconvinced. "This seems to be inconsistent with the mechanism described by the 'typewriter model'. And in fact, I think the height I can reach is not bad."

"You are right. Any model or theory describing magic power and the principles of magic is one-sided and limited. The first lesson of the Tower of Mysticism will tell all apprentices that when it comes to magic and the truth about the world, we are just a group of blind dwarves touching a red dragon, some touching its thighs, some touching its wings."

"Okay, I understand what you mean." Rorschach felt that this metaphor was more dangerous than the version in his previous life - if a dwarf touched the red dragon's mouth, wouldn't he have to fill its teeth?
Well, but magical research is indeed risky, that's for sure.

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. What I am thinking is..."

"The Tree of Dharma."

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

"Thank you for clearing up my confusion, Master! Master, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do tomorrow, so I won't bother you any more. Goodbye!"

At what age is a little boy not allowed into the women's bathhouse? Answer: When he wants to go in. So Rorschach blocked Feuerbach's suggestion of reentering the borderland, at least until he succeeded in his own promotion.

After returning to his magic tower, Rorschach stayed indoors and left everything to Andre and Caroline. His consciousness rose to the border. Everything was still normal here. The Tree of Law had grown to an astonishing height. Its lush branches occupied most of the sky at the border. There were also countless cores underground. However, for the tower spirit, the increased computing power and the surging demand were always barely balanced, and it was always very tense.

Seeing its creator coming, the "Pidanjing" put down the sword he had conjured up, stretched his slender neck towards Rorschach, and rubbed his face to show affection.

But Rorschach did not stay for long. He walked quickly to the tree and stared at the golden Tree of Law.

"Tower Spirit?" Usually, as long as he had a thought, the Tower Spirit would respond in time, but now Rorschach tried to communicate, but he was only met with silence.

He thought for a moment, then sketched out a symbol pointing to himself out of thin air. When the circuit was connected, it burst into brilliant light, and the corresponding Tree of Dharma trembled, shaking off many streams of light.

But Rorschach's spirit didn't seem to be responding much.

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

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

Ta Lingxia said, "Isn't it good to continue this kind of cooperation? For Rorschach, the so-called great wizard doesn't need to be a concern. As long as the Tree of Law continues to grow, 'I's' power in reality will naturally increase, and the overall strength 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-Talling 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 man who looked like him and was dressed like an ancient sage: "I'm curious, are you a reflection 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 own existence. My self-awareness has always been 'Rorschach'. Look, when you called this name, I responded.

"Of course, if you call me by another name, 'my' real name, I will respond as well."

"Enough!" Luo Xia stopped him, but Ta Ling Xia continued to talk: "When Luo Xia was merged, he endured the pain of artificial souls occupying his 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 the artificial soul were left behind under the original layer at the last moment of ascension and were packaged into the specialized computing core by you.

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

"To me, you are nothing more than an avatar active in the material world. All your spellcasting and every move can be sensed and recorded by me. Here, you are the challenger."

(End of this chapter)