Chapter 521

Evening, summer evening courtyard.

Loren, standing in the corridor, glanced at the little wizard outside the door. AI Yin, who looked gloomy, didn't speak, but shook his head without saying a word.

Well, no miracle seems to have happened.

This was not beyond the expectation of the black haired wizard. He even guessed that it might be such an end when Lusaka died.

For a wizard, losing your mind is the most terrible thing, which means that your consciousness will have no protective measures in front of the void power. The power beyond the scope of common sense and understanding will completely plunge yourself into endless chaos, eventually lose yourself and become a complete madman.

This situation is not uncommon among wizards. Even the more masters who study the void deeply, the higher the probability of triggering this situation.

The growing age will make their physical function bearing capacity worse and worse;

More and more rich experience makes them more and more stubborn, unable to accept the changes of new things, and fall into endless chaos in front of "incomprehensible truth".

Therefore, many wizards would rather let themselves fall into "madness" than lose "reason".

This sounds strange, but the actual practice is similar to the process of reshaping "world outlook, outlook on life, values and methodology".

If you further simplify... A very inappropriate example is to establish your inner "faith" to fight against the "chaotic truth" that cannot be understood in the void.

All "chaotic truths" inconsistent with self "belief" will be excluded, and the acceptable part will be accommodated as a part of "belief" to build a new ideological system.

When the system of "belief" becomes more and more perfect, it shows that a new theory will be born; At this stage, if wizards want to further study, they must break their "beliefs" and rebuild a new "system" again.

It is a process of continuous research and learning by mystics to explore repeatedly and find more knowledge in the "chaotic truth".

If Loren remembers correctly, Isaac's record should be... 27 times, which is only the number he admitted.

Mysticism is the cornerstone and foundation of all wizard disciplines, the central source of theory and ideological system, and it is also the discipline that is most likely to lead people into madness.

In contrast, alchemy pays more attention to practical application and does not pay much attention to the establishment of "belief system"; Just like the theories and research systems put forward by Isaac Grantham so far, what ayin has done is only to perfect and truly realize the situation he imagined.

This is true for both the earliest "bright silver" and the later "Holy Blood potion".

Of course, even among alchemists, there will be all kinds of genius... Lusaka kovo is such a figure, constantly creating new theories and new research schemes, and even doing experiments on patients and even big people like siscott Hughes

In the "belief system" designed by him, whether the imperial Chancellor of the exchequer or the poor suffering from the plague are just a pile of data, a pile of roughly similar but completely different data. The significance of their existence... Is only to prove their theories through experiments, and finally get results.

That's it.

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"I sorted out all his research materials in master lusack's laboratory."

The little wizard's expression was very tangled, and his eyes were mixed with a trace of gloom: "Lusaka kovo... He is really an elusive master of pharmacy. Maybe I can't reach his height all my life."

"Loren, can you imagine? Isaac's self possessed arrogance" the blood of the blood "creative, Lu Zac Ke has carried out experiments ten years ago, and only a little bit to succeed; he also improved the emperor's plague cure agent, the mortality rate to only about 1/10.

The dark haired wizard looked at Ayn with complex eyes and hesitated for a moment, but decided to remain silent.

"But these... Are all bought with fresh life."

AI Yin opened her mouth gently, with a trace of fear in her eyes: "what I saw with my own eyes... On those files... Each, each, recorded in great detail the physical changes and health status of the experimenter at all times, and the time point was even accurate to within a quarter of an hour!"

"I have done similar experiments... This kind of thing is sometimes inevitable, especially when the disease is uncertain; but such detailed records can no longer be described as serious, I'm afraid..."

The voice suddenly stopped, the little wizard suddenly looked up, and his blue eyes were full of fear:

"What he has done is far more crazy than the Holy Cross imagined!"

Lauren narrowed her eyes slightly.

"I really don't want to see seram kovo lose his father, but in retrospect, it's beyond imagination; Loren, am I really wrong..."

Before the words were finished, the little wizard who didn't react was directly pressed on his lips by Loren, and his right arm pulled her in front of her. His dark pupils and blue sapphire looked at each other:

"Listen clearly... Ayn, it's over. Everything you do is sincere and kind, and you haven't done anything wrong;"

"Maybe Lusaka kovo really did something heinous, maybe he didn't... We're not omniscient, let alone the Holy Cross. No one knows what the truth is."

"The most important thing... Lusaka kovo is dead. No matter what mistakes he has made, he has made up for all this with his own life; what we have done is not to save him, but to save seram kovo and the innocent wizards involved in the whole emperor."

"This is the real purpose of what we do. Never... Never regret the sacrifice we have made, okay?"

The little wizard with a red face nodded slightly, but gave a slight "cry" and hurriedly avoided the dark eyes.

There was a moment of peace, but there was no sound in the room. The pale black haired wizard frowned slightly and looked at the door subconsciously.

The door... Was locked?!

Lauren's face changed suddenly!

"Bang --!"

With a loud noise, the black haired wizard without a moment's hesitation knocked open the door. When he saw the room, his open pupils suddenly shrank.

Empty rooms, wide open windows, chaos everywhere

Seram kovo was long gone, but there was another guy sitting on the bed.

Edward?!

"Only now... You're getting dull, Loren Turin."

The indifferent night watchman slowly raised his head, his cold eyes were unfathomable, and sat by the bed with his hands leaning on a stabbing sword:

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Loren didn't do it. He stopped the little wizard behind him and narrowed his eyes slightly: "I don't think I need to ask more stupid words like 'where on earth is seram kovo going', right?"

"That's true." Edward spoke slowly, and his cold tone couldn't recognize his tone. "But I can tell you... The way to get him back."

"Do you night watchmen like to threaten others so much?" Lauren sneered: "you don't really think I'll go with you?"

"Of course not... I didn't mean to threaten you." the indifferent night watchman shook his head: "but this may be the simplest and most direct way to let you come without vigilance."

"I can tell you where seram kovo is now... But it's not necessary, because by the time you come back, he will be safe and sound, everything will go well back to the summer twilight courtyard, and he can become a wizard again."

"You lie."

"Why should I do this?" Edward's tone seemed helpless. He slowly got up and took the stabbing sword back into its scabbard: "I just want to tell you that he came to you this time... With sincerity."

"Who?" the dark haired wizard asked deliberately.

"Is it really unnecessary?" Edward couldn't help asking, but he answered Lauren's question:

"LUT infinit!"