Ronald had previously used so exquisite casting techniques.
Such as suppressing Magic Fluctuations, extracting Magic Power to enhance spells, or even Majie'er's environntal Magic Power guidance.
The effects of these abilities vary, and the difficulty of their execution is vastly different.
But there is one thing in common — these techniques cannot interfere with the essential effects of the spell. A spell that summons thunder won't produce flas, a spell that seeks intelligence won't cause damage, and a prophecy spell certainly won't enhance physical qualities.
The spell itself is what it is ant to be.
And now, a special exception appeared before Ronald.
When he took out the original copy of the Maze Book, Gwendolin reached out and gently touched the cover of the original copy.
Imdiately, without needing Ronald, the holder, to activate it.
An indescribable 'strange' Magic Power influxed into the original copy, thereafter triggering the maze magic of this original text.
This ti, there were no alerts of one side chasing and the other fleeing.
The sky and ground, under the dual effects of Gwendolin's Magic Power and the original copy's effects, gradually transford from realistic to cute animation style.
All before Ronald's eyes.
Leading this entire process, Gwendolin nodded in satisfaction and then continued to say:
"Next, the ga shall officially begin."
"Ronald, I have hidden the people from the banquet hall, according to their own wishes, throughout the entire city. If you successfully find six of them, you will have completed this ga."
"Of course, using spells is a prohibited action, okay?"
Swipe——
After stating the ga's content, Gwendolin instantly vanished into the air.
At this mont, the Flying Spell that Ronald relied on finally wore off. He fell straight down, crashing hard onto the ground.
"Hiss——"
Ronald was physically flattened in the literal sense, the feeling was very uncomfortable.
Without spell to strengthen the body, falling from such a height is simply deadly. If it weren't for the world of the Maze Book preventing injury, he might have been done for.
It took him a few minutes to struggle to his feet, then Ronald turned his head to look around.
Due to the vertical rise and fall, Ronald now found himself in the previous castle banquet hall.
But just as Gwendolin described.
The guests of the banquet, be they the cult magicians or Ronald's companions, were not in this place, clearly already hidden in the city by Gwendolin.
Although the servants who served the al remained in the banquet hall after the animation transformation.
In such monts, there's no point in hesitating.
With an intent to explore intelligence, Ronald directly stepped forward to inquire:
"Sir, what happened here just now?"
Upon hearing Ronald's inquiry, the servant turned around.
Yet on his cutely styled face, there were two very visible tear marks:
"I... how did I beco like this?"
"No, what happened to the castle, why did everyone turn into this strange appearance?"
Ronald's eyes widened.
This maze ga was completely different from his previous encounters with the Maze Book!
The servant before him was unlike the individuals living in the Maze Book world, but instead seed like a real world living person forcibly turned into this form!
"..."
Ronald recalled previous encounters with the Maze Book.
Each ti he experienced a blackout before directly entering the cartoon world of the Maze Book.
But this ti, under Gwendolin's manipulation, he directly saw the world change to this form!
Thus, a conjecture erged in his mind.
Gwendolin didn't create a dedicated Maze Book world.
But rather, she directly transford the world into this form using the core system of the original text!
Thinking of this, Ronald quickly questioned the crying servant.
However, the servant had already lost the ability to communicate normally!
Without the aid of spells, Ronald couldn't afford to take a long ti to comfort him.
Given the situation, Ronald decisively chose not to waste ti here.
He imdiately left the banquet hall and began looking out through a castle window —
The sun in the sky was the sun of the real world.
Only the buildings on the ground and the creatures nearby had transford into the Maze Book cartoon style.
As Ronald had just speculated, Gwendolin had indeed transford this world!
Yet things as distant as the sun in the sky.
Due to their considerable distance, remained unaffected.
"..."
In that instant, Ronald felt a little dizzy.
In so ways, the incredible power that fear couldn't describe really matched Gwendolin's arrogant deanor.
As for experiences in this world.
The closest thing Ronald knew to miraculous spells was during the end of the Dark Age, when those great casters enacted changes upon the world itself, evidenced by experiences in the [Infinite Negativity Field].
However, the ability of Gwendolin to directly alter the nature of the world...
Even if achieved through the original copy, it was still sowhat beyond imagination.
Snap——
At this mont, a soft sound ca from behind Ronald.
He turned his head to look.
He saw, at the door of the banquet hall he just left, an animated servant had fallen backward to the ground.
The codic and pitiful deanor.
As if when trying to exit the banquet hall, he hit an invisible wall at the door.
Ronald imdiately went over to check.
The servant quickly got up and cautiously looked at Ronald in the corridor outside:
"Ro... Ronald sir, do you know what happened?"
"The banquet hall and everyone inside suddenly turned into this form without explanation!"
"..."
Ronald was montarily at a loss for how to respond.
He stared at the cute little figures inside the banquet hall, hesitated a mont before speaking:
"Are you unable to exit from here?"
The servant dared not change the subject, and cautiously nodded:
"I tried to follow you outside, but when I did, I hit sothing invisible and fell."
There does exist sothing invisible preventing the servant from leaving the banquet hall.
Ronald thought for a mont and ca up with a hypothesis.
Considering this is a ga requiring him to find people, it's quite reasonable for Gwendolin to limit the movent range of the people in the city.
Ronald thoughtfully pondered over the current problems, naturally remaining silent.
During this ti, the servant trapped in the banquet hall waited for a while, eventually unable to resist asking:
"Mr. Ronald, just like the great Bapulor, surely he could solve this problem?"
"..."
"Hmm?"
The servant's question coincidentally interrupted Ronald's train of thought.
But it was not necessarily a bad thing.
Ronald considered Bapulor's personality and this cult magician's identity and duties.
A daring hypothesis thus surfaced in his mind.
Thus, Ronald imdiately asked the servant:
"Tell , where does Bapulor reside within the castle!"
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