Chapter 642: The Progenitor's Gift (31)

Liu Ziyi gave a cry of surprise; the Progenitor Mage's energy suddenly filled every inch of space. The magic she had just been struggling to use suddenly seemed to bypass its constraints and burst forth violently. And it wasn't just the magic she had intended to use, but even more magic; it was as if the stars moved of their own accord, and the magic began to operate by itself.

"What is it?" Guan Xinyue asked.

Liu Ziyi was too busy to answer her question, or perhaps she hadn't heard it at all. She just stood there blankly. If magic itself were a world, this little world was now vibrant and full of life; various complementary magics were naturally sprouting, as if magic itself had a life of its own. At this moment, it felt as if some truth of the universe was being revealed to her. She stood beneath the throne of the gods, and the truth of the universe and the stars was within her reach. She sluggishly pulled at a thin stream of magic; the magic was like a silk ribbon, being nimbly manipulated in her hands. She followed the guidance of a single thread, and as long as she practiced enough, she would eventually be able to understand this complex Magic World.

"Ziyi!" Guan Xinyue called out again, uneasy.

Majiang watched Liu Ziyi for a few seconds; he too could feel this complex, chaotic, yet orderly torrent of magic. Liu Ziyi didn't speak, so he explained to Guan Xinyue, "Don't worry, nothing is wrong. It's just that the magic clusters in the Seal Land have suddenly taken effect."

He saw Guan Xinyue shiver and comforted her, saying, "I'm also feeling a bit uncomfortable; the Progenitor Mage's magic always makes one feel a bit stifled, especially such a large dose of Progenitor Magic. This is just a normal phenomenon, don't be afraid, there is no problem."

Guan Xinyue truly looked as if she were afraid, and Majiang's words failed to provide any comfort. Her complexion turned even paler, and her thin body pressed tightly against the wall, as if she were trying to dodge an elephant in the room.

"Then why..." She choked, took a deep breath, and continued, "Why use so much magic? Just a moment ago, Leader Zhao was still talking at length about how the energy in the Seal Land was weakening. Isn't the reason the Seal Land is having problems because the energy sealed here is about to dry up? Just ten minutes ago, Ziyi and Du Zhengyi were still studying how to use Warning Magic with limited energy. Why can so much magic be used suddenly now? Ziyi, why did you activate so much magic? Ziyi, that's not what you were going to do just now. Ziyi, what are you doing by activating so much magic?"

Guan Xinyue called Liu Ziyi's name repeatedly, managing with difficulty to pull her attention back. The magic Liu Ziyi was guiding in her hands paused for a moment, and she looked up to say, "It wasn't me."

Guan Xinyue was stunned, "What?"

Liu Ziyi said, "It wasn't me who drove the magic. But don't worry, there's no need to be afraid, it wasn't done by that group of Lotus Burners. I have been monitoring all the magic in the Seal Land; I can monitor the source and flow of every bit of magic released. These magics were activated by the Seal Land itself; this is the most interesting point. Come look... sigh, it's a pity you can't understand. Generally speaking, I think there is a mechanism here, a mechanism pre-designed by the Progenitor Mage, where magic automatically starts and ends under specific conditions. I mean, these magics are triggered by specific conditions; we have this kind of magic today too, like the mages' orbital transport system, but this kind of magic is usually very simple. This is the first time I've seen magic that isn't triggered by a mage, isn't supervised or adjusted by a mage, and can still form such a complex magic cluster. I don't know if the Progenitor Mage was great, but I can be certain they were absolutely extremely clever."

"What mechanism?" Guan Xinyue bit her lip and said, "I thought the only mechanism your ancestors made was to notify the administrator when something was about to go wrong here, so the administrator could come to solve the trouble."

The trajectory of a spell jumped; Liu Ziyi captured this magic and focused on sinking into the next layer of magic to check the Underlying Magic Spell. For a moment, she had no energy to answer Guan Xinyue's words.

Majiang had no choice but to speak on behalf of the mages once again. He sensed some awkwardness and spoke cautiously, as if he were speaking for an entire race, carefully trying to win human understanding. "Relax, Xinyue, there should be no danger for the time being. In the Magic World, sometimes there are small disturbances in energy; it's usually nothing. To give an analogy, it's like when running; if you're lucky, you'll encounter a strong wind blowing from behind, and you can always run faster and easier than usual."

Guan Xinyue looked up at him, and those familiar eyes suddenly made Majiang feel a sense of strangeness. "Wind can only make humans run faster by a fraction of a second, not..."

This opening remark from an anthropology course made him feel familiar again. He was just about to smile, but Guan Xinyue suddenly stopped her words. She paused thoughtfully, then shook her head, "... it's all irrelevant talk." She didn't want to say any more. The expression on her face was one of impatience suppressing fear. She looked at the end of the corridor, then looked at the other end, her breathing becoming slightly rapid.

"Xinyue," Majiang said as gently as possible, "do you need me to help you check? It's possible you are overly anxious..."

Guan Xinyue abruptly moved away from his side. Majiang's words trailed off. Guan Xinyue walked to Liu Ziyi's side, staring intently at the magic she was operating. Countless lights and shadows shifted before her at a speed that human eyes could not fully capture, but Majiang suddenly felt that Guan Xinyue could, to a certain extent, keep up with the changes in these magics. Magic itself had its own formalization, yet Guan Xinyue seemed able to read these ancient magic languages; this was impossible. But Majiang suddenly thought that even if it were just Guan Xinyue staring at it, the matter itself was already very eerie.

Humans would not stare intently at the meaningless shifting of three-dimensional arcs in the way one reads a book.

"If the energy is restored, then the seal should be restarted here. If the energy could be restored, then when Du Zhengyi came here, he would have gone to restore the energy instead of telling us that this place should be destroyed." Guan Xinyue said in a low voice. She suddenly grabbed Liu Ziyi's wrist, giving Liu Ziyi a start. "Ziyi! Wake up! Are you addicted to the Progenitor Mage's tricks? If the energy was about to be exhausted, but now it's abnormal, do you know that the energy..."

She stopped. Liu Ziyi also stared at her blankly. Majiang heard a mechanical sound like an alarm coming from Liu Ziyi's body.

"What is it?" Guan Xinyue asked.

"The Sacred Mountain's Curse..." Liu Ziyi said in terror.

"What?" Majiang asked, but he immediately thought of it, and a chill settled over his heart.

"It's radiation, the dose of radiation is increasing." Liu Ziyi tried to calm down and took a portable measuring instrument that truly belonged to humans out of her clothes. Suddenly, the pleasant temperature and humidity created by the magic no longer made her comfortable. She muttered, "Why would the radiation increase?"

"So, why would the radiation increase?" Guan Xinyue asked loudly, annoyed. "What radiation? Nuclear radiation? Radioactive material?"

"I don't know," Liu Ziyi said in frustration. After saying this, she looked as if she were stunned by her own words. She was never used to truly not knowing.

"Then is there any magic that can stop this radiation Curse?" Guan Xinyue asked.

"I don't know," Liu Ziyi said, frowning.

"Why don't you know? Isn't this the disaster your ancestors created?" Guan Xinyue said.

Liu Ziyi's complexion also began to turn pale. She avoided the human's gaze. The joy brought by the flourishing and lush magic just now had been drained away, as if it were a mirage, and she had returned to the thirsty desert.