187: 81.
It hurts, doesn’t it?
187: 81.
It hurts, doesn’t it?
In the bizarre changes that had just taken place in the room on the fourth floor, aside from Carlo and Prince Luosang, everyone else had sat down on the ground.
The feeling of weightlessness caused by the room’s movent could easily cause people to fall, but Carlo had learned ample combat skills before becoming an Artificial Witch, so her combat ability was still stronger than the others.
Father Deke anxiously watched the Silver Mirror of Casheo in the center of the room, fearing that the movent of the room might offend the relic’s taboos and suddenly unleash several dangerous spells from it.
It would truly be embarrassing to be killed not by monsters but by one’s own relic.
“Mother Goddess bless, Mother Goddess bless…”
Like every believer of the Mother Goddess, when in doubt, they would activate the traditional art of praying to the Mother Goddess.
Since leaving the Witch Research Association, Carlo had held this practice in disdain because during her most difficult days, the devoutly revered Mother Goddess had not responded to her at all.
After she was continuously tortured, her once fervent faith gradually eroded day by day, finally becoming the indifferent deanor she had today.
She pursed her lips and cautiously looked around the room.
The Barrier Magic that Carlo had set up before had completely disappeared due to the room’s inversion and changes, which ant they were once again exposed to the bloodthirsty monsters.
Prince Luosang, who was beside her, noticed her small movents.
For so reason, this rude-speaking girl unexpectedly caught his attention.
Perhaps it was because her appearance was really not bad, or perhaps it was the way she held a kitten that night that left a deep impression on him?
Prince Luosang felt that the girl in front of him only appeared rude outwardly but was extrely soft-hearted inside, different yet similar to other girls, which garnered so extra attention from him, though it was just a bit of extra attention.
“You don’t believe in the Mother Goddess?”
“Believing in her doesn’t solve problems.
I’d prefer to focus on how to actually resolve real suffering…
By the way, we’ve been trapped here for hours; haven’t the people outside noticed anything wrong?”
By all accounts, wouldn’t the people holding such a standard academic conference notice when magic was set up initially if everyone had disappeared for several hours?
Were all the mbers of the New Party in Nali as foolish as baboons?
Prince Luosang did not respond, but it was Magic Professor Roger, sitting on the ground with a gloomy face, who spoke.
He pointed to the interconnected rings of Space Magic outside and then raised two fingers, one higher than the other, explaining,
“It’s not that the people outside haven’t noticed for so long; it’s just that ti is too short for them.
If the magic was already set before we entered, then the flow of ti inside and outside is probably different, like two parallel lines of unequal length.
It’s possible that several hours have passed here while only a few days have passed outside, or perhaps only a minute has passed out there.”
Then, he lowered his fingers, sowhat regretfully saying,
“But, looking at our current situation, the flow of ti here is much faster than outside; otherwise, they would have noticed what’s happening here by now.”
Carlo exclaid surprisingly after hearing this,
“Can the flow of ti be different?”
“Magic’s power is the lever to move the resonance of the world…
Have you ever considered if the world’s power can be levered, it indicates a highly complex structure.
Space Magic thoroughly showcases the complexity of the world structure.
Many scholars even believe in a world purely composed of Magic Power, which is now referred to as the Spirit Realm after this conference.”
“Often, Space Magic distorts the normal world’s spatial dinsions, which is a severe manifestation of ‘resonance levels.’ Thirteen Ring’s Space Magic…
We might currently be located sowhere in the Spirit Realm, where ordinary rules no longer apply, and magic is the only truth…
of course, this is just a speculation within the academic circle.”
Roger sighed as he finished speaking, turning his head only to see everyone beside him, except for Selena, looking as if they were listening to sothing incomprehensible.
It seed they had not understood a thing.
Well, since most people here were Forbidden Magic Scholars opposed to magic, it was pointless to speak of such matters.
If Fisher had been here, he would certainly have understood him.
Thinking this, Roger suddenly wished for Fisher to co back soon.
“I’m not trying to give a Magic Class here.
I just wanted to explain why we haven’t been discovered by the people outside yet.
If the difference in ti flow is large, by the ti the people outside realize sothing is wrong and dispel the magic, our ashes would have been scattered three or four tis over.
Hence, I suggest we think of a way to save ourselves.”
Just then, the building outside started to tremble slightly again, and the roar of countless monsters ca through from outside once more.
Now that their Barrier Magic had disappeared, they didn’t have extra ti to set up another one.
Carlo frowned without much of a choice but to agree.
Prince Luosang listened to the noises outside, gazed at the ground pondering sothing,
“So what do we do now?”
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