Nightingale watched the changes in the witches' magic power in the fog.
In a world of black and white, there were few opportunities to see so many gorgeous colors. Compared to the memories of the search for the Holy Mountain, the magic power in their bodies had increased a lot, and the constant practice every day had made their ability to control their abilities more refined. But what made Nightingale feel the most was the expression on their faces.
In the Witch Cooperation Association, although there was Vendy's gentle encouragement and Cara's firm action, they had never really had a good night's sleep during the days of hiding. Any rustle of grass in the wind could wake the sisters up from their dreams. The Church's pursuit and the suspicious gazes of the masses made them unable to breathe. Even though they were deep in the Impassable Mountain Range, this kind of pressure did not get much release. No one knew if they could really reach the Holy Mountain and find a place to stay. During that time, the atmosphere in the camp often became very depressed, and most of the sisters' faces were blank and numb.
Now, they no longer had to endure hunger, and they did not have to worry about the church's hunting. Everyone's face exuded an unprecedented look. Seeing everyone's relaxed and natural smile, Nightingale felt the same. After all, the Holy Mountain did exist, but it was not in the barbarian land, but in this border town.
At this moment, she felt a trace of magic shock.
A purple mist began to spin, and the surrounding magic continued to be drawn into it, like a miniature storm. But this shock was only seen by Nightingale. She recovered from the shock and widened her eyes, holding her breath, not wanting to miss any details. Compared to Anna and Soroya, this was the first time she saw magic condensing.
The center of the storm was Lily.
She was completely immersed in the microscopic world under the microscope, and did not notice the qualitative changes in the magic power in her body.
The mist became thicker and thicker, and as it spun faster and faster, it became more solid. At the same time, the outline also fluctuated, no longer showing the initial vortex shape. Finally, the magic power condensed into a ball and gradually stopped.
Her newborn magic power was neither as hard and smooth as Anna's cube, nor as soft as Soroya's satin. It was only the size of a fist, and its body was round. There were eight pairs of wriggling tentacles around its body, four facing down, and four facing up. At first glance, it looked like a … bug.
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Roland did not expect that his first biology class would be so effective, and the first witch to evolve was actually Lily.
Since her previous ability was to preserve food, other than daily practice, Roland did not give her any other tasks and did not know much about her. After listening to Nightingale's report, he nodded calmly. Only when the class was over did he let Lily stay behind alone.
"What? You're saying that my ability has evolved?" Lily was also surprised. "I didn't see the ball you were talking about."
"Of course not." Roland shook his head with a smile. "The ball is thousands of times smaller than a microorganism. Even if you use an optical microscope to its limit, you can't see the ball that makes up the substance."
"Really? I thought I had to understand the ball theory to evolve my ability," she muttered. "I don't believe that everything in the world is made up of small balls. Things as hard as rock and steel, if a large number of small balls are really stacked together, they will collapse into a pool of loose sand."
"So that's how it is," he thought. It seemed that the microscopic particle theory was not the only way to promote the evolution of ability. "So what did you see?"
"Well …" Lily thought for a moment. "Several purple bugs. I think they should be summoned by magic power. They can turn the creatures you mentioned into the same appearance."
"Bugs?" He was slightly surprised. "As big as a microorganism?"
"Almost." She nodded. "Anyway, when I looked at the drop of water with my eyes, it was still transparent and colorless."
"Then … let's test it."
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Because Lily's ability could not be directly observed with the naked eye like Anna and Soroya, it was much more difficult to test it.
Roland was also shocked when he saw such a neat arrangement of microorganisms under the microscope for the first time. They seemed to have a collective consciousness, showing amazing synergy and consistency.
The next step was to test it, including its role, effective time, and the effect of the Stone of Magic on it.
The test lasted for three days. Although the little girl usually liked to bicker, she still meticulously carried out Roland's instructions.
Through a large number of sample comparisons and discussions with Anna, he roughly figured out how Lily's new ability worked.
Among these purple mutant bugs, it was obvious that they were divided into two major categories, the mother and the clone.
When Lily released her magic power, the first microorganism to mutate was the mother.
The characteristics of the mother were similar to the Blackfire. As long as there was a magic supply, it could continue to exist. The distance between it and its creator could not exceed five meters, otherwise it would disappear on its own. At the same time, as a summoned creature, it was affected by the God's Stone of Retaliation. Within the range of effect of the stone, the mother would be instantly dispersed.
When the mother existed, the microorganisms around it would be assimilated into the clone in a short period of time. To Roland's surprise, the clone was the result of the ability. Just like Soroya's coating, it was no longer bound by the God's Stone of Retaliation. To put it simply, the Queen Worm created by Lily had transformed the microbes into a new kind of life form, and this life form was real.
The clone microorganisms had the assimilation characteristics of the mother and would actively erode other microorganisms. However, the test results made Roland very confused. The assimilation process seemed to be endless. In some samples, the same amount of water solution of the clone was dripped in. Some microorganisms were completely transformed, while others could see the coexistence of the clone and the unmutated microorganisms.
Due to the lack of more sophisticated observation instruments, this part could only be guessed.
After a discussion with Anna, Roland got a preliminary idea. The number of assimilation of the clone was related to its size.
Lily's ability obviously could not distinguish the types of microorganisms. Therefore, among the large number of clones made by the mother, there were viruses and bacteria that could not be observed, as well as protists and single-celled algae that could be seen with a microscope. The size of these clones determined their assimilation ability. The larger the original body, the more assimilation times after the transformation.
In addition, the clones could not extend their lives by dividing and reproducing. When the assimilation times were exhausted, the last batch of clones could only survive for about a day. Boiling water could also kill most of the clones. As a new life, they were not much different from other microorganisms.
However, the interesting thing was that when there was a mother around, these clones would gather around the mother like a swarm of insects and arrange themselves in neat rows, like soldiers waiting for orders.
Limited by the means of observation, there were still many aspects of Lily's new ability that were unclear. For example, could the mother and the clones have a variety of effects on life like bacteria and viruses, or could they be used in chemical and food production instead of various fungi? Unfortunately, the little girl was currently completely clueless about these concepts, let alone instructing them to complete the corresponding instructions.
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