Chapter 210
Chapter 210
A vast black circle emanated from the skull principal, transforming the space within into a realm entirely distinct from the outside world. This was a unique domain where the natural laws of sunrise and sunset, of the waxing and waning moon, were defied.
Unique World!
Magic in the Empire was commonly categorized into circles, based on the number of steps a mage required to cast a spell. This circle magic, widely used across the vast Empire due to its convenience, had a unique feature: a spell crafted by one mage could be used by another. This was indeed a remarkable phenomenon.
Magic, an act that shakes the world's order with a mage's will, could vary greatly due to individual imaginations and emotions. Yet, it was possible for mages to use each other's spells because they shared underlying principles and rules.
However, there existed magic beyond these rules of circle magic, spells that only the creator could wield. These were spells that expanded the mage's inner imagery to create a separate world, known in the Empire as Unique Worlds.
Upon witnessing the skull principal redefine the world's order to his own will, Yi-Han couldn't help but shudder in awe. Amazing...! Even though the principals intention was to provoke a confrontation in another's tower, the sheer level of the magic made him forget his original purpose.
Flap!
A bird flying into this world instantly transformed into an undead, unaware of its own transformation, it continued to fly. Plants growing in the mountain range below morphed into bizarre forms.
As every being within the realm accepted a peaceful death over their painful lives, the skull principal smiled at the beautiful spectacle of nirvana.
"Wait. Why are you unaffected?"
"Eh?"
The skull principal was startled to see Yi-Han, still in the carriage, unaffected while every other living being had turned into undead, staring blankly at him.
"Did you exclude me on purpose, Principal?"
That couldn't be. The experience of becoming undead was too instructive to miss.
"..."
Yi-Han, who almost felt grateful for the skull principal's consideration, looked down on him.
The boy indeed had massive mana
The skull principal quickly realized the reason. The amount of mana, especially in world-altering spells, could create unpredictable situations even for mages. Like the young boy from the Wardanaz family, sitting there unaffected amidst changing world rules, looking as if asking, "What's happening?"
"It's not my fault I have so much mana..."
"Be quiet. Here comes the illusion mage."
The skull principal pointed forward. The door of a towering tower opened, and mages with bewildered expressions hurried out.
In the Empire, reputable, skilled, and sociable mages often formed groups or clubs for interaction. Magic, being a boundless field, was challenging to grasp, even for geniuses. Having trustworthy comrades was a rare comfort.
The Illusion Mages' Club, Dream Projection, led by Ogonin, consisted of diverse mages. From novices just stepping into illusion magic to skilled practitioners and renowned illusion mages capable of publishing papers at the Imperial Society, the club's membership was varied.
If there was one commonality among them, it was their deep respect for Ogonin. Ogonin had been developing various illusion magics since his youth and paved the way for other illusion mages of the Empire. It was impossible for the junior illusion mages not to admire him.
When Ogonin made the following announcement, the illusion mages were taken aback.
-I failed in my attempt to steal Gonadaltes' treasure... I apologize to everyone. I've tarnished even your reputations.-
-No, it's not your fault! It's Gonadaltes' provocation that's wrong.-
-We bought it at the auction, fair and square. It's wrong to insult someone like this!-
-It's not Ogonin's fault!-
-The main issue isn't that right now. Retribution might be coming, so avoid visiting this tower and steer clear of the area.-
-You're worrying too much. As mischievous and playful as Mr. Gonadaltes might be, would such a respected Great Mage of the Empire and the Principal of the Einroguard Magic Academy, truly stoop to petty revenge?-
-Exactly. He must realize that he made the childish insult first and will just let it go.-
-...You don't know Gonadaltes well enough.-
The illusion mages were baffled. Surely, a great mage like Gonadaltes wouldn't stoop to retaliate over such trivial disputes. That would be too... petty, wouldn't it?
Hahahahaha
...
...
Their thoughts vanished at the sight of a skull floating in the air, laughing heartily.
The newly transformed undead illusion mages, disoriented by the unfamiliar sensation of their bodies, protested.
"Gonadaltes! What have you done?!"
"Why here of all places??"
I only used magic to impart a lesson to you mages.
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