Kamel quietly observed the interference fringes on the silver-white alloy sheet. On the other end of the communication device, Master Astromancer Velania also quietly observed the image on the sheet.
That was the "truth" she had been pursuing for half a century.
In this world, every corner was filled with "magic background interference". The ubiquitous interference made it impossible for scholars to directly observe the interference phenomenon of magic under certain conditions. The noise would cause the observation device to be overly "exposed", and to solve this problem, scholars had to create an "ideal darkroom" that could completely isolate the magic background interference. But in the real world, Velania and her team had not been able to achieve this goal for half a century — until today.
The entire God of War's kingdom was a huge "darkroom". Its "darkness" was not the "darkness" in the optical concept, but a state of a magic vacuum. And in this darkroom that could isolate the magic interference at the bottom, the explorers who had been pursuing the truth for a long time finally caught a glimpse of the true face of the world's most essential secret.
After a moment of silence, Kamel finally said softly, "It really has the nature of waves …"
He did not expect that when the moment came, his tone would be so calm. But in the next second, he suddenly heard a sea of cheers coming from all directions. The cheers were layered upon each other like a stormy sea. The ancient magus subconsciously looked up and saw rows of empty seats in the empty arena. The illusory projection of the God of War sat on the high throne. At this moment, it was as if there were invisible cheers for a miracle, and even the gods were looking at him with praise. But in the next second, these illusions disappeared. The empty arena was still empty, and the projection on the throne was still an illusion.
Kamel seemed to have woken up from a dream. He asked the people around him if those strange phenomena had happened, but he only received a confused and nervous response — it was just an illusion.
But even if it was an illusion, this ancient archmage still felt something. He looked towards the phantom of the undead that had been silent all this while. Malcolm Dunnett stood there quietly, the War Pope seemed to have a slight smile on his face. After noticing Kamael's gaze, he nodded slightly.
"I don't quite understand what you are doing, but I guess it must be very important. If the Lord is still here, he would also smile at the bravery and success of mortals."
On the other side, Velania, who was far away in the Stellar Temple, finally looked away from the holographic projection. The elven astromancer stood silently on the platform for a long time until the apprentices beside her were at a loss and nervous. Only then did she suddenly let out a long sigh. Her face suddenly bloomed with a brilliant and beautiful smile that the apprentices had not seen in a thousand years.
The young apprentice standing next to her (650 years old) could not help but have a strange thought when he saw this scene: if she was willing to show this smile to any man, the mentor would have been married off long ago …
"Go and bring out my best wine!" The Master Astromancer suddenly turned his head, and his excited tone gave the apprentice a fright. "I want to celebrate! I want to celebrate!! "
"Yes … Yes, mentor …" The apprentice hurriedly replied. But just as he was about to turn and leave, he heard the mentor call out again. "Right, that Sodarim. Didn't he come looking for me the day before yesterday? Go and tell him to wait for me on the upper platform! I want to have a good chat with him this time! "
The apprentice was stunned as if she could not believe what she had heard. She stared at the famous astromancer in the Empire's academic and social circles, even ignoring how rude it was to stare at her mentor like that. "You mean … Mister Sodarim? Your final choice is Mister Sodarim?! That's surprising … Ah, okay, I'll go and inform him now! Is there anything else you want to tell Mister Sodarim? "
"There's nothing to tell. After all, he has already lost to me. We have been arguing for thirty years. It's time to let that idiot see the truth." Madam Velania smiled happily, brighter than ever. "I will slap the truth of the nature of the magic wave in his face, and then just like the bet we made when we first argued 30 years ago, he will have to jump from the highest tower of the Stellaris Temple!"
The young apprentice instantly realized that her judgment was wrong. "… Huh?"
The astromancer had already glared at the apprentice. "What are you waiting for? Go now! "
What happened in the Silver Empire did not affect Kamel's experiment site. The experiment to unveil the truth was over, and the humming sound inside the arcane energy source had gradually subsided. But the bright and dark stripes left on the alloy sheet were a witness, permanently imprinted on the surface of the metal sheet. Kamel stepped forward and reached out his hand to touch the sheet. A layer of dim blue light covered the surface of the sheet, and the microstructure of the metal sheet changed from active to inert.
This way, even if it returned to the normal magic environment, the patterns on the surface would continue to be stable.
"We have finally uncovered a crucial truth … the many phenomena in the process of magic transmission and transformation now have solid theoretical support." A low humming sound came from Kamel's body. He turned his head and looked in the direction of Mirmina. "Madam, if I confirm that magic has the nature of waves, then my calculation formula for the magic field … Madam?"
Mirmina did not seem to hear Kamel's words. The Goddess of Magic was still standing next to the experimental device, staring down at the bright and dark stripes on the alloy sheet without moving. Her eyes, which were exposed outside the veil, were dancing with a faint lavender flame, which was so weak that it seemed that the flame would go out at any time. This unusual state finally attracted the attention of others. Windsor Mappel, who had been standing aside and keeping quiet, suddenly came forward nervously. "Madam 'Tower', are you okay …"
Before she could finish her sentence and take a step forward, Mirmina's eyes suddenly flickered. The Lord of Magic seemed to have just woken up from a dream, or as if she had just returned from a long journey that no one knew about. She raised her hand and observed her fingertips. Under the veil, she whispered softly, "The nature of waves … has been confirmed, so my essence is … ripples."
The next moment, Mirmina's figure suddenly turned from solid to illusory. Starting from her fingertips, the Lord of Magic's body was quickly shrouded in a layer of ripple-like light and shadow and dispersed in all directions. Before Kamel could even reach out his hand, the former Goddess of Magic had disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Of course, it was not a big deal for a former deity to turn invisible in front of mortals. However, after witnessing this scene and feeling the unusual magic waves in the surroundings, Kamel realized that this was not 'stealth' or 'teleportation', but something … something even more unimaginable, something that perhaps only Mirmina herself could understand.
The nearby technical assistants instantly became nervous. Several well-trained technicians had subconsciously turned on the detection devices around them to collect data. Windsor Mappel, on the other hand, opened her eyes wide to sense the magic around her and cautiously asked, "Madam 'Tower'? Are you still here? May I ask what happened? "
"I'm here." A voice suddenly came from beside Kamel. The latter immediately looked at the source of the voice, but there was nothing in front of him.
He also did not perceive the spell effect of invisibility like the Light Bending Force Field.
"I'm not invisible." As if she had guessed Kamel's thoughts, Mirmina's voice came again, this time next to Windsor Mappel. "I didn't do anything to your perception … I'm here, walking around you, in the same space as you. I … it's hard to explain what I see now. Everything has changed, everything … is different."
"Everything has changed?" Windsor Mappel's face was full of confusion. She had no idea what the former deity was talking about, but she could not help but ask, "What did you see? What did you do? Did something happen to you? "
"I still don't know how everything happened. I just saw … ripples." Mirmina's voice came again, but this time, it came from behind Kamel and to the left of Windsor Mappel at the same time. Two different voices came from two completely different positions. "The ripples of everything, the magic escaping from these magic devices, the echoes of thoughts rising from every corner of the divine kingdom, and … you."
"Us?" Kamel and Windsor Mappel said in unison.
"Yes, you, and everyone here, I can still distinguish you, but … I can't accurately define you now. Your boundaries are so blurry, entangled with the ripples everywhere, as if …"
Milmina's voice suddenly stopped. She paused for a full half a minute until Kamal and Windsor Mabel couldn't help but ask. Milmina's voice suddenly sounded again.
"It's as if … you are also part of the ripples."
Kamel and Ms. Windsor looked at each other.
They were also part of the ripples? How should they understand this sentence, which was logically weird?
And at this moment, a pale-purple arc of light suddenly burst out in front of them. As the arc of light danced, a figure quickly took shape from the illusion and condensed into the three-meter-tall High Rank Consultant, Myrmina.
Everybody focused their eyes on the 'senior-rank consultant', but she did not seem to have woken up from the weird state of 'observer'. She stared at a nonexistent focus in confusion for a long time before she finally focused her eyes again. Then, the 'Lord of Magic' shook her head and looked around in a strange way, before she said in a low voice, "It's over … I'm back."
"Are you okay?" Kamel could not help but ask a little worriedly. He never thought that one day he would worry about a god. "What happened just now?"
"I don't know, but I guess … what we saw today is not just the truth behind the magic power," Mirmina said as she stared at Kamel for a long time, as if trying to find some other "way of existence" from the figure with a physical outline in front of her. "Kamel, we know too little about this world."
"It's hard to imagine that this came from the mouth of a former god." Kamel had countless doubts in his mind, but this time, he could not help but sigh first. "Now you look … really like a mortal."
"Really?" Mirmina blinked as if she had finally woken up. "This may not be a bad thing …"
Then, she gently shook her head again, dispelling the sense of chaos and dislocation in her mind in this humane way. "I think … I need some time to slowly sort out the special 'vision' I saw … to understand the scene where everything has lost its obvious boundary, like a mess of orderly noise mixed together in a chaotic mess. Sorry, I may have to withdraw from the operation here in advance. I have to go back and adjust my state. "
"Is it that serious?" Kamel looked at Mirmina in surprise, but after a brief thought, he nodded. "It's okay. Our outpost here has stabilized, and we have a grasp of the situation in the divine kingdom. You can go back and rest in peace."
When Mirmina participated in this project, other than providing some guidance as a 'consultant', her biggest role was to act as a layer of 'insurance'. If there was residual divine contamination in the divine kingdom of the God of War, she could help the exploration team avoid the risk. But now that the basic situation in the divine kingdom of the God of War had been ascertained, and the contamination on the mortals had indeed disappeared, Mirmina's layer of 'insurance' could be removed.
Everyone at the scene understood this point.
After making the decision, Mirmina did not dawdle. She nodded slightly at the exploration team, and then was shrouded in a swirling light mist. A moment later, the light mist surged towards the Mana Net terminal not far away. Just like when she first arrived in this space, her clone followed the network cable and returned to the Courtyard of Disobedience.
"She really left just like that …" Windsor Mappel muttered as she watched Mirmina leave. She then looked up at Kamel. "Master Kamel, what do you think about this matter …"
"The mystery of the deeper layer of magic … It seems that we still have a lot to do, but at least we have uncovered the most important part of it today," Kamel said calmly. Perhaps it was because he was no longer trapped by the weak and fickle body that he quickly controlled his thoughts and emotions. "The bizarre scene described by Lady Tower has given me a lot of ideas, and I believe you and Master Velania are the same. When we go back, we should continue to study this problem and keep in touch and share ideas. But … this is a matter for the future."
The arcane master shook his head slightly and looked into the distance.
That was the direction of the 'boundary'.
"As for what we should do now, we should continue to uncover the secrets of this space, and wait for His Majesty Gwen Cecil to personally deal with the mysterious' Steel Earth '."
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