It must be a very rare thing that can make Ange feel a strange aura. Ange alone can use the four elements of wind, fire, water and earth to cultivate magic, as well as the power of holy light and the aura of death, and Able to transform into dragons and druid magic.
There are so many powerful people he knows, including high-level sword masters, arcane truth mage, space mystics, even Lightning's darling, and there are almost no powers that he has not seen before.
However, the strength of the twelve- or thirteen-year-old girl in front of her, with her hands tied and her eyes blindfolded, with a resigned expression on her face, was somewhat unfamiliar to Ange.
And this girl looks a bit familiar, as if I have seen her somewhere.
"Sir, we caught a witch. If she uses her power to glare at people, she will turn them into a beetroot, so we blindfolded her and asked you to judge her." said the victim who escorted her over.
"Pfft? Beetroot? Why do you turn people into beetroots? These ignorant guys are really good at talking nonsense." Nigris burst out laughing.
It is true that some people can turn others into another substance. For example, Ange's magical element conversion can turn soil into straw, but it requires divine power.
The second is the advanced arcane art - Sheep Transformation. It says 'advanced' rather than 'advanced' here.
In arcane magic, some magic cannot be cast with high levels. This kind of magic is collectively called "higher arcane magic". It requires a lot of deep understanding of matter, elements, space, power levels, etc. before it can be cast. success.
For example, in the Sheep Transformation Technique, the caster must at least understand the structure of the sheep's body and the distribution of internal organs, otherwise what will be transformed will be just a lump of meat and hair.
Therefore, some people call arcane magic the magic closest to 'god'. The various magical techniques are amazing. No one has ever dared to say that they have completely mastered arcane magic.
Even the mage of truth, Astoria, calls herself a ¡®natural arcane¡¯ mage to the outside world, but can¡¯t say ¡®arcane¡¯ mage. At least she doesn¡¯t know how to transform into a sheep.
It can be seen that turning others into sheep or beetroots is a method that requires super power and extremely high skills. No one will easily use it on ordinary people, unless she has so much power that she can do it at will like Ange. squander.
"It does look like a witch's method, but it just makes their mouths sticky, their eyeballs cloudy, and they spontaneously ignite and burst into flames. Why do they want to turn into beetroots? Does this beetroot have any meaning?" Duroken asked doubtfully.
Beetroot? Ange tilted his head and suddenly remembered something: "It's you."
He remembered who this girl was, the sister of the big-necked kid in the slums of Sunken Land, but she was only eight or nine years old, why was she eleven or twelve years old now?
When the blindfolded girl heard the sound, she had a look of shock on her face. She struggled violently, broke away from those who were holding her, and pulled off the cloth covering her face.
After seeing Ange, the girl became excited: "Sir!"
It was indeed the little girl. After taking off the blindfold, Ange could recognize her more clearly. But in less than a year, how come she had grown up so many years?
You must know that girls develop most rapidly when they are eight, nine and eleven or twelve years old. If they have adequate nutrition, they can change their appearance in a year. The girl in front of her is the same as she was in the Land of Sinking more than a year ago. When I saw her, she looked completely different.
"Your brother?" Ange asked.
Speaking of her younger brother, the girl¡¯s eyes immediately turned red: ¡°He¡¯s dead.¡±
Ange tilted his head.
¡°Perhaps seeing Ange¡¯s doubts, the girl said: ¡°Someone was sick or died of illness. Some people wanted to snatch the body away, so I turned it into a beetroot. Then they arrested me and said I was a witch.¡±
Nigris gasped and cursed: "Damn it, Sabada, you deserve to be turned into a beetroot."
Duroken sighed leisurely: "It's better to die. They are all undead creatures, so there won't be so many bad things."
"Are they guilty?" Ange asked.
If it were anyone else, they might not understand what Ange meant. However, the girl had seen Ange judge others and shook her head: "No, they are just afraid of me."
The people around him breathed a long sigh of relief. From the moment Ange asked, "It's you," these people realized that they might have gotten into trouble, and they actually arrested someone known to Mr. An? He quickly shrank aside tremblingly.
When Ange asked, ¡®Are you guilty?¡¯, their hearts became even more anxious. Fortunately, the girl did not blame them, otherwise they would have been scared to death on the spot.
However, some people were still unconvinced. An old woman whispered: "Isn't it okay to turn living people into beetroots?"??That weird power.
"What's your name?" After taking the girl and her brother out of the refugee camp, Ange took out Negris and the others.
"Lucy." The girl responded. It had a very common name. Among the common people, there were at least 3.3 out of ten people named Lucy John.
"Why did you" Nigris gestured: "You grew up so much all of a sudden?"
Lucy shook her head: "I don't know. After I turned that person into a beetroot, I felt myself changing. Have I grown up?"
Duroken took out the Midas touch, and a mirror appeared in front of Lucy. After conjuring the mirror, Duroken asked: "Why did it become a beetroot? Instead of something else?"
Lucy glanced at Ange subconsciously, then blushed and said, "It's delicious."
Nigris understood immediately. It was probably the beetroot that Ange gave her that made her remember it so deeply that when she suddenly used this power, she changed into the thing that she remembered the most.
But what kind of power is this?
"I know a little about it." Duroken held his chin and said thoughtfully: "Witches are a very special phenomenon. According to the witch, this is called self-belief. I am my god and my power. It comes from my faith.¡±
Nigris slapped his psoas muscle: "I understand."
"You understand? What do you understand?" Duroken asked curiously.
"Self-belief, one's own power comes from one's own belief. The divine fire was ignited by chance, but because of the same source of power, it has this weird aura. In essence, it is still the power of belief." Negris said.
Duroken shook his head: "Then why are there only witches and no wizards?"
"Hey, yes, why are there only witches and no wizards?" Nigris was surprised.
The two looked at each other for a while, having no clue, so they had to put it aside for the time being.
"So in essence, witches are actually individuals with godhead? But because they have too few sources of belief, they only have themselves, so their power is not strong and they are easily caught by others. Because her power is too weird, people are afraid of her, so they are used to it. Burn them to death?" Negris analyzed.
Duroken said: "This is a power at the level of belief. The Church of Light certainly does not want to see them, so they will be judged as heretics and burned at the stake if caught."
¡°There were a lot of witches in the past, why are there almost none of them now?¡± Negris said.
Duroken said: "If witches all have godhood, then they must be the target of the storm of faith. Maybe they all died that year, so the king asked the witch to be careful?"
"It makes sense, then why does another one suddenly appear now? Turning into beetroots, this is a magical skill of element transformation." Negris said and turned his head, only to see an extra row of beetroots on the ground.
Ange led Lucy all the way, lifting up the soil on the ground along the way. When he lifted it up, there was an extra beetroot. Lucy was panting from exhaustion. Ange replenished her soul flame. Immediately Lucy became energetic again and inserted her hands into it. In the soil, lift it up.
"Zobada! You can just test it. What are you doing with so many? It's a waste of divine power." Nigris scolded.
Then he came to his senses: "Can she borrow your divine power?"
Ange nodded.
"Good guy, you can turn grain into bread and soil into straw, and she can turn soil into beetroot. You must be in the same group." Nigris said angrily.
At this time, Feti, wearing a scarecrow hat, looked like a middle-aged human to others, and Ange looked like a skeleton, raised his hand:
"I know that if a witch appears suddenly again, it must be because some kind of power that gave birth to a witch has reappeared."
Some kind of power? What power?
Just as he was about to continue the discussion, a loud voice suddenly came from outside: "Lord Anthony, Chief Judge of the Trial Hall, Carlock would like to say hello to you. We have received news that a witch has appeared here, and we are here to arbitrate." God commanded and came specifically to judge.¡±
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