The ancient Egyptian God of Wisdom, Toth, had two treasures.
One was the illusory wisdom, and the other was the actual full moon disk.
When the divine system died, the divine gear did not die with it. Just like the glove that Chown got, even the weakest divine system would leave some traces in the human world.
And the method that Chown and the others were using to create a fake body was actually no different from the so-called God's Descent in myths and legends.
After all, it did not cost much.
"The only thing we need to solve is the problem of the front part. Whether it's my moonlight or your water vapor, we need to at least create something at the front part.
Otherwise, if something unexpected happens, we won't be able to solve the difficulties and problems caused by the situation in time. "
"There's no need for that at the moment. Anyway, we won't be going there for a while. Let's wait until we make this magic more solid. If there are still such problems at that time, it won't be too late for us to consider a backup plan."
Jon touched the ice sand in front of him that had not yet shattered into gas and merged it with his water vapor fake body.
"Do you want to go out for a walk?"
Cecatly raised her eyebrows, but on the fake body of light, this expression was particularly funny.
"Now? Where to? "
Jon looked out of the window.
"Let's go to the lake. There's more light and water vapor there."
The humidity of the air above the water, coupled with the temperature and light, was indeed the best place for the two of them to practice.
More importantly, this place was very close to the lake. Based on the magical space set up by Grindelwald, if the loss of space and dislocation factors were taken into account, the two places could even be regarded as one place.
It could not be helped. The size of the real space was limited. Unlike the Elemental Void Space, which could have a very large and infinite space, the boundaries between the two could be blurred.
Moreover, the moving speed of the real world was much slower than the moving speed of the soul. Ever since he had walked more than three thousand kilometers in one night, he thoroughly understood this principle.
The moving speed of the real world was far slower than the moving speed of the mind. Both Jon and Cecatly had a very clear understanding of this point.
The reason why the gods were called gods was because their life level had already exceeded the limits of three-dimensional life and involved the four-dimensional space-time.
For the gods, the power of imagination was also power. Sometimes, the life that was imagined was more offensive than the life that actually existed.
"In our heritage, this thing should be called an elf."
Cecatly floated on the surface of the water, quietly absorbing the surrounding light.
"Are you talking about the Elf species?"
Jon thought about the garden fairies that were born in Demonic Fairy Castle. Those fairies were the same. They originated from Helga's ideas, and their souls came from the will of the world. Speaking of which, it seemed that Helga's garden fairies were doing the same thing as what they were doing now.
"Something like that. Anyway, that's what they're called. They're lives created through imagination. God gave them spirituality. Have you heard of the angels of the Holy See? It's this kind of thing. "
"Understood."
Chown's floating body waved his hand, and a piece of vine flew out from his original body in the house.
"What is this?"
Cecatly took a closer look and actually saw the substance of divinity in it.
"Hmm … If you have to say, this thing is my family's emblem, but it's extinct in the real world. I brought this vine out from the derivative world of my ancestor. If there's a chance, I'll take you to see it."
"Then it's settled. When we come back from … then I'll leave."
"You still want to leave? Actually, you could have stayed here with me and waited for everything to be done before leaving."
"Accompany you to deal with Voldemort, or stay here with you to watch the show?" Cecatly said calmly, "I'm sorry, but I don't like what you said. Most importantly, if I can come back safely, I really want to see my mother."
"It must be very sad to leave your mother for so many years, right?"
Jon said sympathetically as he stroked the vine in his hand.
Thinking about it carefully, he actually left his original family for many years.
"Actually, it's not too difficult. For a rich and noble family like ours, it's unfair to others to say that it's difficult. Besides, my mother didn't leave me for too many years. She only left in recent years."
"That's true."
Jon grinned. A family like theirs didn't have the right to say that they were sad. After all, they had enjoyed the best life since they were young. Many people in the outside world even had to work hard to make a living.
"Let's go back to our main point now. How should we deal with the illusory spider web in the magic space?"
"I think so," Jon calmly thought for a moment and felt that Grindvall's plan might not succeed. "Aragok won't necessarily cooperate, so we might as well create an illusory carrier of the magic network first, and then let it be implanted in Aragok's body."
"That's a new and interesting idea. Tell me more about it."
Jon didn't listen to Cecatly.
He dissipated his fake body and returned to the house. Cecatly followed his footsteps. After the two woke up from their own bodies, they walked out of the house.
They were going to see Aragok.
The sky had gradually darkened, and the dampness and darkness in the forest surged up again.
"In this environment, the operation of the magic network will definitely be hindered, but from the perspective of the soul, there won't be such hindrances."
There was no moon tonight, and the sky above the Forbidden Forest was full of stars. The sparkling light passed through the dense leaves, showing them the rich flow of stars in the sky above the Highland Forest. However, due to the obstruction caused by the leaves, they couldn't see it completely.
"Look at this. Generally speaking, this environment can't reasonably operate the magic network. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so focused on Hogwarts Castle."
Jon retracted his hand and stopped distorting the stars in front of him.
"But if it's on the level of the soul, it won't be so difficult, because the interference of the soul is obviously much smaller than the real world."
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