Ella fell to the ground in a daze, with a dark void in front of her eyes. Her consciousness floated in the void and could not think.

After a while, a dazzling light was poured into the dark world. In a daze, Ella saw a blurry and transparent figure standing in front of her. A strong male voice rang in her ear: "'Strength is not the reason for the movement of objects', you told the priests guarding the temple, right?"

Ella asked in a daze, "Are you?"

"Don't worry about who I am." The man's voice suddenly became harsh. "I cannot tolerate such meaningless words being engraved on the temple. The sophist - take out his spirit and describe your reasoning to me. I will use all my strength to refute this unreasonable absurd conclusion!"

"No... there is no complicated reasoning. It is generally believed that a powerful object moves, and a powerless object does not move. But the stone can still fly forward after it is removed from its hands, right?"

"That's because the air is filled with medium. The moment the action is taken, the stone pushes the medium in the air, and the flow of the medium in turn drives the stone to fly forward. At the same time, the viscosity of the medium will affect the moving distance of the object, and the weight of the object can reduce the impact of viscosity. If it is in a vacuum, heavy objects and light objects will have the same unlimited movement speed and will continue to move continuously. But the vacuum does not exist. According to my observation, heavy objects always fall faster than light objects - no matter where they are, there is always media. This question has been clear, so what are the questions?"

"But a few days ago, I threw stones down from an aircraft and from top to bottom, which would not be possible to drive the medium to flow forward and backward. The stones flew in the air for a long time, but finally fell to the front of the throwing point." Ella said, "It is based on this that I came up with this inference."

The voice hummed: "Isn't it that the natural wind blows the stones?"

"I specially chose the windless time. When the aircraft stopped, the stone fell directly below. But when I used power other than the wind to make the aircraft move forward, and then chose a windless time on the moving aircraft to throw the stone downward, the stone fell in front of the throwing point. Based on this phenomenon, I came to the above conclusion."

This time, the voice pondered for a while, and then said, "The existence exists, the non-existent does not exist--if you are saying it is true, then the theory of force does need to be corrected."

As the sound fell, the dazzling light disappeared. The world became clear in Ella's eyes, and only the shadow of that person was gradually deforming. Ella rubbed her eyes and looked closely, but saw that she was already lying on the forehead, and Amy was looking at her with concern.

"Your Majesty, you're finally awake! The priest has figured out that the sauce she applied to the barbecue is actually anesthetic!" Amy said, "You're wondering, they've been eating this sauce before, but they didn't feel it at all. Instead, they still felt it delicious... They even finished the remaining barbecue in front of me. Are they all monsters?"

"Amy, was there a man standing here just now...?"

"Man? What man?" Amy said in confusion. "I have always been standing here. There are no men in the temple? Where is Paracelsus outside the temple?"

Ella climbed up from the bed with her still dizzy head: "I seemed to hear something just now. Could it be the spiritual body that Draguè mentioned?"

"Spirit?"

Amy was startled and pricked up her ears and listened carefully. It would be fine if she didn't listen. After listening carefully, she immediately noticed a slight sound outside the house:

"The reason why existence exists is that it must have the existence of its essence and the existence of its form."

"The existence of essence must have its form to accompany its existence."

"The existence of form is accidental existence, and exists because of other existences."

"If you trace it back in this way, everything will be empty. However, since the world must exist, there must be a final cause..."

The familiar chanting made Amy and Ella stand up. Ella hurriedly climb out of bed and rushed out with Amy.

As soon as I left the door, a strong wind blew from the direction of the hall. Countless silver needles were flying over the temple under the storm, like a silver vortex.

"Avicenna? How did he run out of the island republic?"

Just when Ella and Amy were surprised, their hands suddenly grabbed them from behind, and then Draguè's voice came from behind: "Don't make a sound, don't make a move, someone will deal with the invaders."

Under the leadership of Drague, Ella and Amy approached the hall carefully. They hid behind a pillar and observed the condition of the hall. As expected, the person who drove the storm was Avicenna, and he was attacking a translucent spirit. The spirit was trapped in the wind created by Avicenna with magic, twisted and deformed under the storm's tearing. The spirit let out a wailing sound, but then laughed "hehe" again, and I don't know whether it was pain or comfort.

Avicenna was not panicked, but continued to sing calmly, enhancing the effect of magic: "The reason why existence exists is that it must have the essential existence and form..."

——"Nothing exists."

The scattered spirit suddenly gathered into human form, and released a magic under the singing of Avicenna. The storm and silver needle disappeared from the sky, and the spirit soared up and down in the sky with a smile.

Seeing that his magic was cancelled, Avicenna was shocked and re-read with higher attention:

"The reason why existence exists is that it must have the essence of existence and form..."

——"Even if it exists, it is not known."

The wind that had just appeared dissipated again. Avicenna gritted his teeth, and used his twelve points of spirit and all his magic, and once again said: "The reason why existence exists is that it must have the essential existence and form..."

——"Even if you can know, you can't say it."

Avicenna's magic was cancelled for the third time. Avicenna couldn't help but swear, but he opened his mouth and found that he could no longer make any noise. The spirit was wandering around the hall with a smile, floating to the front of Avicenna, floating to the back, and drilling out of the ground again.

"What's going on?" Amy said in a low voice. "Avicenna is a very powerful magician. Can't even deal with that spirit?"
Chapter completed!