A wizard's ultimate goal was to find an answer.
"But there's more than one way to find the answer." Sunders stood on the demon falcon's back and held the brim of his hat. His black cloak was fluttering in the wind.
For a moment, Angor felt as if he had gone back in time.
"Let's not talk about the process. Sometimes, there's more than one answer. "
Sunders suddenly looked at the sky in the distance. Dark clouds were gathering. A storm was coming. Angor followed Sunders' gaze and saw seven or eight apprentices carefully recording something. It was a familiar scene. Angor saw it many times in Brute Cavern.
A philosopher from Earth once said that "knowledge and action should be combined". Only by combining thoughts with practice could one's thoughts be turned into life experience. And those apprentices were doing exactly that.
They observed the dark clouds. Some were gathering water elements in their hands, some were surrounded by clouds, and some were applying external forces to the clouds to observe their changes.
"They have the same question, but they all get different answers. Do you know why?" Sunders looked at Angor.
"Because they learn different things. Their personal understanding and logic are different. Their answers must be different," Angor explained.
"Yes. They learn different things, so they have to walk their own paths. If you can't find your own path, you might never reach the end of it if you're too greedy. "
Angor was a little surprised. Of course he understood what Sunders was trying to say. Sunders was worried that Angor would be blinded by the power of the sequence of gravity and forget about his true goal.
Sunders knew that powerful things were the most attractive, especially for newbies who just entered the wizarding world. He saw many examples in the Sky Tower. There were many people who abandoned basic knowledge and pursued powerful spells. The sequence of gravity was extremely powerful. Of course, it was more attractive. If Angor was too eager for quick success and gave up on his future, Sunders would be very disappointed.
"I know what's more important," Angor said seriously.
Sunders nodded and did not say anything else.
As a matter of fact, Sunders was being overly concerned. Even if Angor was eager for quick success, it was not for personal growth. Half of the five-year agreement between him and Jon had already passed. He hadn't even finished the water in his cup. How could he pay attention to the clouds and the moon in the sky?
He flew all the way back to the Tree of Eternity. They were about to arrive at Phantom Island, but there were still some things he wanted to ask before they landed.
"Professor, was the illusion you used to trap Saka a basic illusion?"
Sunders nodded and asked, "You've been studying for a long time. What else did you find apart from basic illusions?"
Angor explained what he saw in detail. At the same time, he was also restoring the nodes of the basic illusion technique in his palm. Illusory images could be seen on his palm, reminiscent of the legendary Divine Kingdom on the Palm.
"Nice use of microscopic illusions." Sunders did not hesitate to praise the boy's progress.
Angor chuckled. He was only enlightened because of the Falcon Demon ornament he made earlier. That was why he decided to use it on his palm.
"You're right. Nodes, logic, mana distribution, and even the content of the illusion are all correct. So you've mastered basic illusions quite well. "Sunders paused." So, you want to know about Melodious Illusion? "
Angor nodded repeatedly. His eyes were filled with the desire for more knowledge.
Sunders didn't say anything. He simply grabbed Angor's collar and jumped down from the demon falcon's back while Angor watched in horror.
Angor was not worried at all since Sunders was carrying him.
However, he did not sense any mana ripples coming from Sunders until they reached the ground. He quickly turned around and saw Sunders standing in the air, looking at him with an expressionless face.
Angor heard his heart beating like a drum. His mind went blank. He had no idea what Sunders was going to do. When he was about ten meters away from the ground, his face and lips turned pale.
He felt as if he had returned to the day when the world's consciousness arrived. He was blown away by the hurricane and fell from the sky.
It was just like today.
But I had Lady Mirror to save me that day. Will Sunders save me this time?
No way! For some reason, he was sure that Sunders would not save him this time.
Angor felt weak for a second, but he quickly regained his composure. Why should he give his life to someone else's charity? He did not need anyone to save him. He could save himself!
Save himself … Many cantrip models flashed across Angor's mind. He didn't know many cantrips, but he knew a lot of improved cantrip models.
Which cantrip should he use? How should he save himself? Angor's mind was spinning fast.
He suddenly remembered a model he saw when he first deconstructed the "Cleanse" spell.
Cleanse was actually a combination of water and wind elements. The model consisted of two parts, "plane" and "magatama". If the cantrip model was "Broken Magatama", the balance of water and wind elements would focus on water. If the cantrip model was "Plane and Complete Magatama", the balance of water and wind elements would focus on wind.
Back then, Angor used his hologram tablet to calculate all the possible combinations of Cleanse. One of them took the tablet 15 minutes to complete.
After the calculation of the Feng Shui arrangement and the calculation of the magic formula, the cantrip model was a complete magatama and a complete plane. Angor believed that it was a cantrip model that leaned toward wind element.
"Maybe wind can slow me down." Angor's eyes were bloodshot as he tried to arrange the model in his mind.
Back then, Angor recklessly tried to arrange a combination that took the tablet 13 minutes to calculate. The spell backfired and took him half a month to recover. Since then, Angor never took the risk again.
But this time, he had no choice. He never learned a wind cantrip. Even if he did, it would not help him. A level-0 wind cantrip could not allow him to fly. This was the only model of the wind class that had been calculated with the holographic tablet for the longest time!
Let's do it!
When he was about to touch the ground, Angor used the cantrip model.
His mana pool was being squeezed like crazy. He was halfway through the model, but his mana suddenly ran out.
Just like the last time when the spell backfired, the model began to show signs of collapsing the moment the magic power was exhausted.
"I'm done …" Angor's face was filled with despair. He overestimated his mana pool. The model was at least a level-1 cantrip, or even higher.
In desperation, he closed his eyes.
When he thought he was going to be smashed into a pile of meat, a gentle, non-elemental mana flowed into his body.
There's mana?
Angor did not have time to think about where the mana came from. He quickly guided the mana into the collapsing model. Finally, thanks to the endless supply of mana, the model was completed before he hit the ground.
A complete magatama! A complete plane! It was a very complete model!
As soon as the model was completed, Angor guided it under his feet.
In an instant, a gust of wind with the power of rotation quickly took shape …
Angor faintly heard the cry of a bird. Before he could figure out why it came from below, he felt himself being lifted into the air. Suddenly, he found himself rising into the air. A two-meter-wide tornado helped him rise into the air.
This cantrip model was … Tornado?!
Tornado was indeed a combination of water and wind elements, but his Tornado was way too small … It was completely different from the genuine Level-3 Tornado Spell.
So what if he was small? At least he was still alive.
Angor sighed in relief and tried to comfort himself.
"You actually managed to injure a Demon Falcon, how disobedient." A low but gentle male voice rang in his ears.
Angor saw the scenery in front of him completely changed. He should have landed, but he was actually thousands of meters high in the air.
Sunders grabbed him by the back of his collar.
Not far from him, the demon falcon was flapping its wings and crying in pain. There was a bloody hole on its back. There were wind and water elements left on the wound.
"Was that … an illusion?" Angor's face was pale. Maybe it was because his mana pool was drained, or because he was too scared.
"Heh." Sunders chuckled. Unlike his usual deep voice, his voice sounded much clearer. It was like a gust of wind blowing through the leaves, bringing about a rustling sound that was pleasant to the ear and calming to the heart.
Sunders' laughter replaced all other answers. Angor silently reached out his spirit feelers and sensed the mana ripples around him. There were traces of basic illusion nodes.
The truth was revealed. Everything just now was really just an illusion!
Angor felt his face burning. Did Sunders see how he gritted his teeth, how his veins were bulging, and how his face was twisted?
There was no doubt about it.
Angor covered his face in self-pity. His image … the gentle and humble one he worked so hard to maintain!
Angor lowered his head. His face was as pale as a corpse. Sunders lifted him up by the collar and carried him onto the demon falcon's back.
The demon falcon gave Angor a vicious glare, which made Angor lower his head even more.
Sunders quickly healed the demon falcon's wound. However, the wound was completely bare, which was in stark contrast to the beautiful black feathers around it.
Angor sat on the demon falcon's side without saying anything.
"Was that an improved version of Tornado?" Sunders broke the silence with a chuckle.
Angor mumbled, "I don't know. It was my first time using it."
Sunders nodded. "The model is a complete magatama placed on a flat surface. Was the original combination a Cleanse spell?"
After hearing Sunders' description of the model, Angor was sure that the sudden surge of mana that appeared when his mana pool was exhausted came from Sunders.
"Yes, it was Cleanse." Angor hesitated and gave Sunders an awkward look. "Thank you, sir, for helping me. I would've been hit by another spell if it wasn't for you."
"Last time, you were hit by a spell backlash because you used a Cleanse spell recklessly. So, this is the improved version of Tornado you created last time? " Sunders was quite interested in the Tornado. It was a level-0 cantrip for cleaning, and after some modification, it was close to a level-2 cantrip.
No, it wasn't. Angor muttered in his mind.
"Yes, sir." Angor lowered his head again.
"Not bad. A simple level-0 cantrip improved to this level. There are still some imperfections, but it's good enough to be recorded in books." Sunders put a hand on Angor's shoulder. "If you want, you can send the improved Cleanse spell to a magazine for apprentices. I'm sure it'll be well received."
Angor mumbled but didn't say anything. He only lowered his head and continued to lick his vanishing image.
Sunders chuckled in his mind.
"Did you notice the effect of Melodious Illusion in the basic illusion just now?" Sunders decided to change the topic so that Angor wouldn't feel depressed.
Melodious Illusion? Melodious Illusion just now? Angor was still licking his wounds, but Sunders' words just scratched an itch in his heart.
Angor couldn't help but think about what he experienced in the illusion, but he couldn't find anything useful.
"You didn't notice anything?"
Angor was sure that there was a basic illusion in the illusion because he clearly saw the nodes. As for Melodious Illusion … he didn't notice it at all.
Melodious Illusion required sound to cast, but he didn't hear anything. So was there really a Melodious Illusion?
Sound … Was it the wind? Angor frowned.
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