I am a god in Tokyo

For the Magic Association,

Any magic research that is left out is the property of the Magic Association and will naturally be taken back.

It was because of this secret operation by Reinis.

The reason why she didn't dare to tell Rin Tohsaka was because Reinis didn't want her teacher to really get in touch with the dark side of the magician.

"Compensation, hehe."

Grace sneered twice, and turned to look at the white mist as thick as a high wall.

"Do you know what Prisla is working on?"

Reynice hesitated.

"The information held by the clock tower lacks core content. I only know that her research involves the direction of life, and it also led to the death of young children in the Far East."

If Uehara Satoru was here, he would only feel that Tohsaka Rin was even more pitiful.

I was completely kept in the dark, and even found out that the hospital closed down and the children died only recently.

On the contrary, the Magic Association has grasped this information very early.

Grace let out a long sigh of emotion.

"Life research, that's just the surface, Corelli... She and I have competed for the honor of the crown before. If she hadn't disappeared, maybe in that year, both of us could have won the crown at the top of the Demon Dao."

He shook his head.

"But now, I realize that there is a big gap between me and her."

"Miss El-Melloi."

"Ok?"

"Do you know the difference between magic and magic?"

Is this testing me?

Although Reinis was puzzled, she could only answer honestly. No matter what mistakes Grace had made, she was a magician with far higher knowledge than her.

"In the definition of the magic world, the mysteries that human civilization can achieve with technology in the considerable future and past are called magic; while the miracles that human civilization cannot currently achieve are called magic."

"The Clock Tower pointed out in the big issue in 1980 that magic is the path that the magic world should take, thus banning all the original magic books, thus cutting off the path of magicians."

"good."

Grace sighed in admiration and asked again.

"Why do you want to cut off the way of the magician?"

Reinis pursed her lips, and she could only be thankful that she had learned the "Historical Chronicle of the Magic World" well, and did not lose the chain in this situation and lose the face of the El-Mello family.

"Because of the original magic."

She thought about it for a while, and thought about her words.

"Original magic comes from ancient books. In the long past, magicians who once mastered 'primitive magic' through studying ancient books, without exception, all fell into madness and almost caused a devastating blow to human civilization."

"It is also because of this that the Magic Association banned all original magic books and cut off the line of 'magician'."

"correct answer."

Grace smiled kindly.

"If I were still in the clock tower, I would definitely give you credits for this answer."

"It's not too late now, as long as you..."

Reinis saw a needle, but was interrupted.

The crowned magician's eyes fell on the black-shell notebook in his hand, his smile gradually faded, and his eyes became wild.

"If the original magic is passed down from the Age of Gods, it is the magic from the gods."

"What Corelli created is a miracle that is comparable to gods in a human body, belongs to humans, and belongs to this era!"

In the shocked and unbelievable eyes of Reinis.

Like a devout bishop, the man opened the notebook in his hand, and the pages of recipes were filled with analytical vocabulary.

He looked at the white mist area in the distance,

The voice is low and feverish.

"The miracle beyond magic, the magic that touches the realm of gods with the talents of human beings, its name is—"

"Artificial gods!"

Chapter 190 Three Beyond the Boundary

Miracles beyond magic, magic involving the realm of the gods.

——Man-made gods.

Reinis' calmness was replaced by stunned and absurdity.

If she was not the crowned magician at the top of the magic pyramid, she would regard anyone else as a lunatic.

"impossible...."

Reynice's tone was a little dry.

"Any kind of magic requires the support of the ritual foundation. If Prisla can really create such... magic, how does she obtain the relevant knowledge? This super-large magic ritual requires an astronomical amount of knowledge. .”

After saying this, she kept her eyes fixed on Grace's expression.

Magic and psionics are essentially the same.

Any extraordinary power needs the support of rituals, and rituals come from knowledge.

Whether the knowledge is passed down from the age of the gods, explored by ancient psykers, or extracted from chaotic ravings, it needs a source, which can never exist, a large-scale ritual that pops up out of thin air without any source.

artificial gods,

Where did this miraculous ritual magic, if it really existed, come from?

"I do not know."

Grace calmly closed the notebook and replied like this.

"How Corelli obtained this knowledge is not recorded, and I don't want to know."

"I have said so much, I just want you to understand that there is no equivalent compensation for me in the Magic Association."

"as well as--"

There was a faint purple glow in his brown pupils.

"Let me have enough time to arrange the ceremony!"

With it as the center, manic spiritual power suddenly gushes out, and the purple hexagram suddenly pulls away.

Reinis was still caught in the shock and doubt of the 'artificial god', when the hexagram unfolded, she had no chance to react, she just took half a step back, and the purple hexagram was right in front of her eyes.

'call'

The hurricane was head-on, and the air was ripped apart.

The girl only felt that the back collar was being pulled, and she was far away from the six-pointed star in the high-speed, distorted scenery on both sides.

Again in a trance,

She stood at the end of the street with weak legs.

"Lanis, it's not over yet, I'm hungry!"

As if ignoring the surging spiritual power for nothing, Moore rubbed his stomach with an aggrieved expression.

[-] meters away,

Grace is located at the core of the hexagram, and the gust of wind revolves around it like an armor. The edges are covered with sharp sawtooth, prying the surrounding objects. Even the white mist that solidifies like a high wall seems to be attracted by the vortex. flow up.

This is Grace's way of pressing the bottom of the box.

The formation of the wind.

As a crowned magician who has been wanted by the magic world for nearly ten years, he naturally has a unique method. The ritual rune of Wind Formation is branded on his skin by him. Once activated, he can leverage the air flow for his own use.

It's just that this kind of large-scale ceremony takes time to start.

That's why he was delaying time.

"Is this the hole card sent by the Magic Association?"

With the help of the wind, Grace was slightly suspended in the air, looking at the girl and boy in the distance.

The girl was naturally ignored by him, and his eyes were all focused on the boy. The flow of the wind clearly transmitted his voice to Reinis's ears.

"Mr. Grace, we don't want to use force with you!"

Lynice yelled.

"I also don't want to hurt the genius seeds of the magic world." Grace held the notebook in his hand and sighed softly: "If you are willing to leave, I will also act as if I have never seen you."

Reynis was speechless.

After finally finding the other party, even if the "artificial god" is too absurd, it is also Prisla's legacy of magic left behind, how can he give up when it is in front of him.

I should have thought of that earlier.

The crown magician is located at the top of the magic pyramid, whether it is knowledge, ability or talent, they are the existence of the upper class.

How could you be persuaded by me?

"Moore."

Swaying from side to side in the gust of wind, the boy amused himself raised his head.

With a serious expression on her face, Reinis pointed to the source of the hurricane.

"Bring him here, don't kill him, you know?"

"Oh!"

Moore nodded, looked at Grace, and smiled with big white teeth.

then,

He lowered his body and charged like a cheetah preying on it.

"So fast!"

Grace had seen the other party's speed before, and now with the help of the wind observation, the experience became more profound. Amidst laughter and shouts, the boy quickly avoided the secretly arranged trap and approached him.

No spiritual fluctuations?

Grace looked surprised, and then moved her fingers slightly.

The wind suddenly concentrated and turned into white waves visible to the naked eye, covering dozens of cars, dancing wildly in mid-air, and smashing towards the boy who was galloping on the ground.

"I hide, I hide, I hide, I hide!"

Moore flicked left and right, having a great time playing.

Until he stepped into the pothole that Grace had already arranged, missed the opportunity to dodge, raised his head again, and with the assistance of gravitational potential energy, the several-ton car slammed down.

boom!

The flames bloomed and shot straight into the sky.

Grace was not careless, and wanted to make up the knife, but a figure suddenly bumped out of the flames, rolling around on the ground, before extinguishing the flames on his body.

"my clothes..."

Moore tugged at the clothes on his body that looked like a beggar's outfit, wanting to cry without tears.

"Moore, if you continue playing like this, I will confiscate the snacks!"

Reynis put her hands in her pockets, looking at the fire in the distance, her voice was very soft.

In such a situation where the wind was creating momentum and the sound could not be heard far away, Moore's ears moved slightly, his body shook suddenly, and he turned his head, showing a flattering smile to the girl in the distance.