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Chapter 93 The Origin of Power

Looking at Faras and Alina leaving in a hurry, Ryan grabbed Red's hand and said, "Okay, you've been hiding for most of the year, can't you run away now? Come on, let's go drink."

Red said with a smile: "Don't worry, I may not be as good as you when it comes to fighting, but you are definitely not as good as me when it comes to drinking."

"Haha, Red, are you too modest?" While walking with Red, Ryan purposely joked with him: "You have been practicing hard for so long, you can't do it to, uh, lose weight, right?"

"What!" Red suddenly jumped up and shouted angrily: "Who is it? Who is slandering me behind my back? Damn it, it must be Alina! A handsome man like me, both in appearance and figure, is...

It can be regarded as the standard among men, the man among men! Do I need to lose weight? Do I need it? Alina, you little girl, you are jealous, yes, you are jealous of me! I curse you to have no breasts, grow up

I can’t find a man after all!”

Ryan shrugged his shoulders, and Red naturally knew that he had guessed the answer correctly. He cursed a few more times, and then whispered to Ryan: "Well, I just said it casually, but don't tell Alina.

Otherwise she will definitely cause more trouble."

On the street, Alina, who was sitting in the carriage with Faras, suddenly shuddered and whispered: "Damn it, who is saying bad things about me behind my back?"

Ryan and Red came to Luke's study, and a servant came up quickly. Red was familiar with this place. He said carelessly: "Bordeaux, the best kind." That one.

Of course the servant recognized Red, but he still looked at Ryan first.

En nodded and then respectfully withdrew. After a while, a bottle of Bordeaux wine with a history of more than 170 years was brought up. When Red saw the bottle of Bordeaux wine, his eyes suddenly lit up, like a head of wine.

The wind wolf, who had been hungry for several days, saw the delicious food.

"Not bad!" Red said with admiration: "I remember that this level of Bordeaux can only be found in Chad's wine cellar."

"Yes." Ryan said, "But now it all belongs to Luke."

Reid didn't say much, and directly poured half a glass into the wine glass in front of him. He then used three fingers to hold up the crystal wine glass from below, shook it gently, and then used his nose to smell the wine that had been deposited here for nearly 200 years.

The smell emanating from the wine.

Ryan pulled a chair over and sat directly on it, watching quietly as Red sniffed the aroma of Bordeaux with a face full of enjoyment. After a moment, Red raised his neck with satisfaction and drank half a glass of Bordeaux.

liquor.

"It's really good." Reid swirled his tongue in his mouth and said vaguely: "The life of asceticism is really not what a person should live."

Ryan was a little curious, so he asked, "What on earth is going on with this penance?"

Reid said to Ryan with a face full of vicissitudes of life: "It's very simple. You keep abusing yourself and then satisfy the superior God. If you do this, you will be given more powerful power."

Seeing what Red said was so unbearable, Ryan couldn't help but find it funny. He could already believe what kind of life Red had lived during this period of ascetic training. Otherwise, this pastor who was very pious at heart would not have said such unpleasant things.

words.

Reid sighed and said to Ryan: "Lian, there are two types of spellcasters on this continent. One is magicians, such as you. Magicians improve their own power through meditation and other methods, and then release spells. But

There are also clergy who can cast spells, such as priests, holy knights, etc., such as me and Orlando. Our understanding of power is different from yours. In fact, our power is not really our own power, but the power of God.

Given to us.”

"Simply put, it means that we are pious enough to the gods we believe in, so as a gift, our gods will temporarily lend us a small part of his power. For example, if I release a sacred shield, this magic

It can protect me from being harmed by the enemy. I will praise the main god I believe in in my heart, and then pray to him to grant me this power. Therefore, the more pious the priest, the faster the spell casting speed and the greater the power."

"Penance is to use the simplest way of life to get rid of the endless temptations in the world. In this way, you can reduce the distracting thoughts in your heart, so that you can believe in our Lord God more devoutly, and gain more powerful power through this.

strength."

"The power of God? Is there really such power?" Ryan asked curiously.

"Of course there is. For example, my teacher Master Ibel, he can release the most powerful magic on this continent, the 'Great Prophecy'! Well, it should be said to be the most powerful in theory. No matter how powerful a mortal is, it will not matter to a god

They are all extremely small, and this magic modifies the laws of the human world by borrowing the power of God."

"law?"

"Oh, it turns out you don't know."

"Hey, Red, tell me."

"Okay, but that would be a long story."

"No problem, we have plenty of time now, don't we?" Ryan said as he filled the wine glass in front of Red.

Reid picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said slowly: "Air, fire, water, and earth, these are the power of elements, and magicians usually use one of these four, such as your fireball technique.

."

Ryan nodded and said nothing.

Reid continued: "But these powers are not the original powers. There are also the powers of plants that we often see, such as entanglement, which uses plants in nature to entangle opponents. There is also fear, which is spiritual.

Powers are not the real source of power. They have their own advantages, but they also have fatal weaknesses. For example, life and death correspond to each other, and fear spells originate from spiritual power. They may be effective for living creatures, but for a person without

Living undead creatures, such as skeleton warriors, are useless."

"We priests rely on the power of gods, and the reason why gods are called gods is because they possess an original power, which is 'order'. As I mentioned just now, my teacher's most powerful magic

The 'Great Prophecy' actually uses the power of God to modify the laws of the human world and replace the old order with a new one."

"Order? What is that? Can you explain it in more detail?"

"Of course." Reid continued to explain: "All power must have two states, order or disorder. For example, the fire element floating around us is actually non-order to a magician who does not cast spells.

, and you use magic spells to bring them together, which is to use your power to replace their original old order with a new order, so the fireball technique was born."

"Ah! According to what you said, we are all gods."

"Well, of course not." Reid said hurriedly: "But you have to note that you don't really have the power of order. For example, in a small town, the daily life of its residents is generally disordered.

Yes, some are farming, some are hunting, some are weaving, and some may be idle. But individually, they are all abiding by their own order. For example, they all have to

Use various methods to survive. The power of the magician is nothing more than the temporary ruler here. You recruit them into the army by casting spells and command them to fight, so that their own order is changed. But no matter how powerful you are,

, it cannot change the instinct that we humans have to eat, rest, and even reproduce. In fact, this instinct is also a kind of order."

"Then what's going on with the 'Great Prophecy'?"

"The caster of this magic can set his own rules, such as depriving the recipient of the power, expelling intruders who do not belong to this plane, etc. Let's put it this way, the power of order is divided into many levels, and the magician may be able to use

The lowest level ones are to recruit a group of people into the army, and my teacher can use the intermediate power through the 'Great Prophecy Technique', and only gods can use the highest level power."

"It's so complicated!" Ryan shook his head and said, "It's a good thing you didn't say it. Why do I feel like I'm going to get dizzy when I say that. There are still many things I don't understand about the power of this order."

"Of course!" Red poured himself another glass of Bordeaux and drank it all. After doing this, Red said quietly: "Dear Ryan, if you fully understand and master this original power,

, you are a god."

Ryan shook his head helplessly and said: "Forget it, the more you talk, the more confused I become. It's better not to raise this issue again. Let's change the topic. This time we asked for help from the Light Church. How many people came in total? I forgot just now.

I asked, have other people arranged accommodation? Do you have any special requirements?"

When Ryan mentioned this matter, Red's face slowly changed, turning a little red, as if he was drunk. Ryan noticed Red's change and joked: "You

Even after suffering for more than half a year, you haven't lost your ability to drink, right? I remember that you and Oz could drink several bottles in one go."

"Ryan, I'm sorry." Reid suddenly spoke in a low tone.

Ryan felt a little strange. He asked Red, "What's wrong?"

Reid sorted out his thoughts and explained to Ryan: "Actually, the Church of Light didn't send anyone here at all. I came in my personal capacity."

"how so?"

"The 'Great Prophecy' is a powerful force, a power beyond this plane. There are gains and losses. This magic will have some negative effects on the caster."

"But, Red. This matter and"

"Please hear me out, Ryan."

"Okay, you say."

"My teacher is very old, and his body is naturally not as good as when he was young. He has used this forbidden power more than once in recent years. At the last coronation ceremony of Fernando XIII, in order to deal with the man who passed through

After breaking the Frost Bone Dragon at the Gate of Time and Space, my teacher had no choice but to use this magic again. As a result, he couldn't afford to fall ill, and now his body is extremely weak."

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