The New Civilization of Witches

Chapter 131: Forms of Magic Power

At daybreak, Roland was pulled from the bed by Nightingale. She remembers the last time this happened was when Tigui Pine discovered Nana was a witch.

“What happened? Did we find a new witch in town?” tanyanya while rubbing her eyes.

“No, Your Majesty!” Nightingale exclaimed excitedly. “Anna, Anna's ability evolved again!”

“Again?” Roland was not fully awake yet. “Didn't he reach adulthood?”

“This is evolution after adult. I've never seen such amazing magic power. Act like an entity.” Nightingale brought him the basin and continued, “Scroll and Wendy had never heard of it either. Hurry up and see. Everyone in the office is waiting for you!”

Roland washed his face at a glance. After putting on her clothes, she immediately went to the office on the second floor with Nightingale. As he entered, the eyes of the 11 witches were fixed on him. Anna's eyes were swollen, as if she couldn't sleep well all night.

“Who can tell me what happened?”

The first one to speak was still Nightingale. “As I passed Anna's room this morning, I saw her sleeping on her desk with a pile of iron clumps. I wanted to wake her up, but as I approached, I realized her magic power had changed ..” She paused for a moment, as if thinking of a way to describe it. “His magic power has become a fixed shape, like a rotating beam.”

“One block?” Roland approached Anna and watched her closely. There was nothing strange about him, except his exhaustion. Then he saw a cylinder on the table. The cylinder is made of pig iron. Its smooth gray surface and flat top were an incredible sight for him. “This is..”.

“Anna who made it,” said Nightingale, “Using her new magic power. Once the witch awakens, her body will gather magic power. It would initially be as pale as fog, but in a few years, it would slowly become a gas vortex of a different color. For example, the color of Wendy is white and the color of the Leaf is green .. As for Anna, her magic power was immense in the past. In adulthood, it becomes much denser, making it dark green. But his magic power was now only as big as a fist. It's like a solid object, completely opaque. ” He took a quill pen on the table to roughly describe it. “Basically like that now.”

Nightingale's image was terrifying, but Roland could still tell that it was a cube.

He looked at Anna. “What happened last night?”

Anna told me what she was going through. When he finished speaking, the other magicians were still confused. They do not understand what the relationship of the little ball, the vibration, and the relation to the evolution of its ability.

Roland was the only one who was slightly surprised.

In his view, magic power was a form of energy and it was the magician who released it. Magic power can be changed indefinitely, but its shape ultimately depends on the magician manipulating it. In other words, it depended on the mind of that witch.

If his guess was accurate, the mind of a magician could have a far-reaching impact on his magic power.

To put it simply, a man who had never seen an airplane would find it hard to imagine a huge iron bird flying through the air. A man who had never seen the universe naturally would not know how vast the world was. It was one's knowledge and mind that limited the use of magic power. Every step in understanding the nature of the world will bring great advances in science and technology. Does that apply to the abilities of witches? The more they understood the world, the closer their magic power was to its origin?

“Let me see your new ability,” Roland said curiously.

Anna stuck out her finger. The mass of black flames appeared on his fingertips, not looking different from ordinary flames, except for the fact that they did not shine.

“Can your Blackfire change shape freely?”

Anna nodded and controlled Blackfire to the table. Immediately, Blackfire suddenly turned into a cube. Not everyone had noticed what was happening, the cube spread out into a black cloth, almost covering the entire desktop, and then concentrated into the middle gradually, it turned into a straight line. Roland could not help but touch it and found that the thin black stripe-shaped hair did not move — it was so incredible, we all know that even though it was as hard as steel, it was very hard, when pulled into a filament, one can easily twist it with a finger . This is determined by the flexibility of the object, a completely solid material does not exist.

“Ya, but you can't touch it anymore,” Anna said, “If not, it will cut you.”

“What about the temperature? Can you control it freely too?”

“Yes. Compared with green flame, I can make it produce different temperature in different parts.”

Roland basically understood what Nightingale meant by the ability to like real substances, compared to a green flame that was as gentle as water, his abilities had accumulated at this time, he said, and it is not appropriate to describe her ability as fire — when Anna received her point From the view that the world was made by microparticles, he said, his knowledge of the temperature produced by fire broke the temperature horizon produced by the motion of particles. What is certain is that neither side controls the particles, as they do not control the flame, they are all forms of magic power.

Although both of them were heat transformed from magic power, their effects were very different.

Roland could not stop thinking that Anna was a true genius. In addition, there is nothing more appropriate to describe it. After studying the theory a few days ago, he immediately understood and even applied it to his magic power. Such thinking and knowledge capacity can only be found in talented people.

Anna's transformation also made her more interested in exploring the true meaning of the world.

It was a pity that Roland could never have magic power. This was probably the biggest regret for him after time went by. Most people have superhero dreams. If one were to develop extraordinary strength all of a sudden, thus changing his entire life, how wonderful would it be?

“I think I've found the reason for Anna's change of abilities,” he told the witches, leaving regret in his heart.

“What is it?” the witches ask.

“Learn.”

“Learn?” Scroll muttered, “You mean class yesterday?”

“To be precise,” Roland briefly explained what he was guessing, “Knowledge will help you improve your abilities and even dramatically change them.”

“Can I ... do that too?” Mystery Moon asked timidly.

“Of course.” Roland patted her on the shoulder. If it were not for the fact that steam engines were limited in number, and they could not find rubber, they could make wires. The pile of strong magnets made with its charm will definitely come in handy.

Roland's initial goal in lecturing was to spread the knowledge to Scroll, if he were to forget more as time went on. Now that he had accidentally discovered that such knowledge could also enhance the abilities of magicians, his class had become a necessity for all magicians.

Of course, he understood not everyone had such an extraordinary talent like Anna. For Nightingale who was about to fall asleep in the classroom, she naturally did not place any hope in him. From remembering to understanding, and from understanding to applying, there are many loopholes in the process. He did not know how many of them could actually grasp such knowledge and ended up applying it to their magic power.

“Did you not sleep well last night?” Roland asked Anna. “Berindah first. I'll test your new skills a few days later.”

“Iya.” Anna nodded seriously.

“For all of you,” he said while looking to other witches, “from today onwards, gather in the living room after dinner from Monday to Friday to learn basic reading and writing. Scroll, you are their teacher who will lead them to enlightenment. ”