Research and discovery had always been a process from shallow to deep. This determined that the understanding of all intelligent creatures would always develop from the shallow to the deep, from the special to the universal. Chen Ang was no exception. Just like the foundation of physics, the perfect and universal Newton's three laws of mechanics based on the limits of what humans could observe was once considered a universal truth.
However, in reality, the scope of its application was the surface environment of low-gravity planets, or the environment of planets with a mass difference of less than a thousand times that of Earth. In the universe, there were about one in a hundred billion environments where this law was applicable.
If one looked at the wider space, in the one-billionth of space that humans could understand, there was probably an astronomical denominator that allowed its molecules to be slightly closer to the Newtonian system. This was a scientific system tailor-made for human civilization, and this was only the difference in one universe.
The Toriel Universe, or the entire multiverse, was a completely different world. The difference in its laws was so great that it was enough to subvert the entire knowledge system that Chen Ang knew. Of course, because the difference in the laws of the two worlds was not serious, this shocking difference did not appear, but it existed in reality and could not be erased.
However, even if the difference between Faerun and Earth was increased by a thousand times, and the gap between the two worlds was deepened by ten thousand times, it would not be able to confuse Chen Ang's understanding of space. Because in terms of status, Chen Ang, who could travel between different worlds, was at a higher level than the multiverse. Chen Ang, who could travel between worlds, had a higher understanding of space than the entire multiverse.
Perhaps it was slightly lacking in breadth, but no one could compare in depth. This was the convenience of high-latitude travel.
Halast saw Chen Ang disappear in front of him just like that. The Teleportation Foresight did not even have the slightest effect. It was as if the person in front of him did not use a teleportation spell, but had become invisible. But based on a mage's intuition, he believed that Chen Ang had already disappeared from this plane. Even though the Magic Net and Teleportation Foresight did not give him a warning.
Halast watched as Chen Ang's shadow faded bit by bit, like a colorful dot spreading in water. The silhouette and shape blurred. Finally, like a hazy shadow, it disappeared in the flickering firelight.
Halast's vigilance was raised to the highest. It was not an ethereal form, not a vaporized form, not a teleportation spell, not a sanctuary. He silently thought about the possible effects of the spell. He quickly cast a Reading Spell in the direction of Chen Ang, but it was to no avail.
"This is a supernatural power related to teleportation," Halast said to himself.
He had to admit that he had underestimated this mysterious man. The sense of urgency that he hadn't felt for a long time made his skin feel cold and tremble, as if a sharp knife had slid across it. Not only did it not make his mind confused, but it also made his mind sharper and clearer. In his body, the passion of a mage was boiling.
A long ballad came out of Halaster's mouth. It was a low murmur. The indistinct pronunciation and strange emphasis made it look eerie and strange in the dark. The famous Mad Wizard's face twitched. He looked nervously at the place where Chen Ang had disappeared, a fanatical and strange smile on his face. He murmured syllables that no one could understand and dragged his robe closer.
"Ha, found you." Halast activated several protective items on his body. With a mysterious smile, he approached the place where Chen Ang had disappeared. "I'm going to catch you."
A blue mist streaked across Halast's fingertips. The secret of the arcane spell. It lay in the wisdom that went deep into the bottom of the world, those who only knew how to use the wisdom of their predecessors. Someone who manipulates spells as if they were tools. Only worthy of being a spellcaster like a warlock or a golem. Not a spellweaver who weaved magic, or an arcanist who explored the truth.
Halast was undoubtedly one of the top arcanists in the world. Although he was a mage, he undoubtedly had the ability to touch the essence of the world. It was enough to peel away the complicated and ridiculous outer shell and delve into the primitive inner essence. It was also a prophecy spell. In Halast's eyes, the essence of the ether plane was peeled away bit by bit.
The illusions that represented certain characteristics of all things shed their distorted outer shell under Halast's hands, revealing the relative characteristics of the surrounding matter and magic power. They abandoned the distorted and diffused infection and spread, revealing the essence of matter in the ether plane.
The ether plane was a mirror, showing the relatively hidden essence and inner nature of the material world. In time and space, those invisible, existing, and unappearing essences that were difficult to discover in the material world were reflected by it. They intertwined with the essence of the ether, presenting strange and hidden illusions.
Halast thought that his understanding of this world was not inferior to anyone, even the gods. This was the arrogance and arrogance of a mage, but it could not be said that it was without some truth. But now, he did not dare to say that. He followed in Chen Ang's footsteps and entered a world that he could not imagine.
It was like facing a mirror and seeing someone enter it.
The material world, no, it was the reflection of the multiverse in the ether plane. These distorted illusions actually stripped away the true essence. The Advanced Blink spell allowed him to flash between the ether plane and the material world. The colorful mist had disappeared as early as the first flash, and the distorted shadows of darkness and fire demons were his reflection in the environment of the material plane.
Demons, dead spirits, ghosts, distorted corpses, and objects alternated with flames, darkness, sound, and ordinary objects, like the crazy intertwining of two worlds.
Halast had no choice but to use his great wisdom to analyze their essence. They represented and reflected the changes and essence of time, space, energy, and matter. He realized that he had never truly understood this world. What he saw, the colors, the sense of space, and the shape were only superficial. Quality, material, and temperature were only superficial attributes.
The true essence of things was always deeper and darker under the surface of the sea. What they could explore was only the part of the dark sea that was exposed, like an iceberg.
Chen Ang was at the end of a deeper level in the plane of ether, like the shadow in the deepest part of the mirror. He was wearing the simple white robe that he had used in experiments and staring at the river that flowed before him. In the plane of ether, things that flowed usually represented the essence of change, and water was often related to time. In the language of magic, it represented the long river of time.
"Interesting, but that's all." Halast shook his head. The green light of Dissociation passed through Chen Ang's body and disappeared into the ether polymer.
"You think you understand me, but you don't. You think you understand this world, but you don't. You think you understand magic, but unfortunately, you don't. You think this is the real me, but this is only a part of me. This is magic, mysterious and profound, isn't it?" Chen Ang laughed.
Halast had lost his mind. His voice was distorted and low, and his eyes were chaotic as he stared at Chen Ang. However, his etiquette and words appeared calm and steady. Unless he was schizophrenic to a certain extent, he would not be able to express such a wonderful mental state. He hovered between reason and madness, chaotic but not losing his poise.
"The charm of magic lies in its profoundness, and the joy of a mage is to explore this profoundness. Thank you for bringing me here to see the deeper essence and changes of all things. I have to admit, you've left me at a loss. "
Chen Ang shook his head. "That won't be the case. A mage is not a puppet that can be manipulated. The wisdom of a mage in battle should not be reasonable. Using one's own spells intelligently is the so-called wisdom that warriors and barbarians disdain. Using spells reasonably, combining with the environment, and using spells creatively can only show that one is quick-witted, but not wisdom at all."
"This kind of quick-wittedness is a quality that any qualified warrior must have. It is far from being smart or cunning, let alone wisdom."
Halast asked calmly, "Spells have never been used to obtain destructive power. A mage's power is always reflected in a broader field. A qualified mage must be a great lord, the owner of wealth, and an important part of a force. Power is the power of a mage. Can this be called wisdom?"
Chen Ang shook his head. "Such a mage can destroy a country, a race, or even a civilization. He can exert his power to a greater extent and change the entire world. He uses his mind and conspiracy as his weapons. He can be called smart. But he can only be called cunning, far from wisdom. "
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