Super Dimensional Wizard Chapter 163 Theory is First and Operation is Second

Angel has actually done only one thing this week, and that was to constantly rearrange the Cleansing model.

However, when he reported this to Sanders. He naturally concealed how many times he had rearranged the Cleansing model, and simply said in one sentence: “I rearranged the model and a.n.a.lyzed the inherent effects and relationships between the different models.”

After Sanders listened, he nodded and said, “Understanding a spell at its origin is one of the prerequisites for a True Wizard. But at the same time, you have to remember that even though rearranging a model has its merits, it takes too much time. You still have to focus on the ‘theory’ that makes up the spell.”

“For example, the magic for Cleansing is a simple combination of the wind and water elements. So, it is easy to understand and grasp quickly. But if other magic is involved, such as ‘light and shadow’ in the same order, what one needs to know is the ‘operation.’ You need not only know about light and shadow. But also, the visual blind spots corresponding to each photosensitive receptor of the inner retina in the structure of an eye.

“The path of spells is not just a simple ‘spell model.’ Understanding the operation of a spell is fundamental.”

After a pause, Sanders added. “That’s why Wizards have to be learned, scholars. The more you know, the more truth you can view in the world through your eyes. And a spell is a means for you to maintain yourself in the world of truth you are seeking. There is no difference between the two, but there are primary and secondary differences. ‘Theory’ is First and ‘Operation’ is Second.”

Angel nodded, as Morrow once told him, knowledge is the most precious and priceless thing in the World of Wizards. He knew that in his own heart. From childhood to adolescence, Jon taught him that “knowledge” is first and foremost, and those external things are the shackles on the neck. Only knowledge can place a crown on someone’s head. In the World of Wizards, there should also be this truth. To improve is not just a simple enhancement of strength, but also an enhancement in their acc.u.mulation.

Without a certain acc.u.mulation, even if someone’s strength reaches a bottleneck, one will have difficulty in breaking through the barrier.

“However, just reading books without reflecting will not mean that you have acc.u.mulated more. Only when you read and reflected about the knowledge, will you then realize you know very little. By this time, you will understand what a Wizard truly pursues.” Sanders said with a long sigh in his heart.

“When you acc.u.mulate more knowledge, you can create a spell without even learning the spell model.” Sanders pointed to Toby on Angel’s shoulder: “You should not forget the origin of this little fellow, who has been born by Gloria’s ‘Creation’ spell. And the ‘Creation’ spell itself is also one of the prerequisites for becoming a True Wizard.”

After that, Sanders and Angel talked about rearranging spell models and Angel eventually left on his own.

As he left Sanders estate, Angel was still thinking about Sanders words.

“There are 630 kinds of derivations with cleansing as the core. Of which there are 6 perfect models. But the only spell worth promoting was “Cleansing” because it consumes the smallest amount of magic power with the best outcome in terms of effects. The other five perfect models have better performance as a spell, but in fact, they all have more convenient alternatives to their derivations.”

“Multi-derived models also have their own benefits. For example, when I create a spell, I can quickly understand the inherent relationship between the ‘Theory’ of a spell model. But I’m still a long way away from creating a spell myself.”

Sanders words let Angel also pay more attention to “creating a spell.” Perhaps he will not do so now, but it was like a seed has been buried, only to one day blossom and bear fruit.

After leaving Phantom Island, Angel stepped on the Sky Bridge and suddenly remembered one thing–

“Oh, no. I forgot to say what Lord Mirror Ji had requested!”

As Angel hurried back to Phantom Island, Sanders was preparing to enter the Wizard Garden to record his observation.

“Lord Mirror Ji asked me to send a message for her. She hopes mentor would come over to have tea with her…” Angel bowed his head and looked dismayed.

Sanders glanced at Angel and chuckled in a low voice. “Tea?”

“Yes, that’s what Lord Mirror Ji told me to say.”

“Yes, I see.”

Angel asks embarra.s.singly, “Is the mentor going or not?”

Sanders said without hesitation, “No.”

Seeing the nervous expression on Angel’s face, Sanders thought and said. “You can go to Lord Mirror Ji for tea when you are free, and this is her reward for saving your life.”

“I’ll go?”

Sanders nodded and said, “She doesn’t really care who goes. All she cares about is whether the person she drinks tea with is good looking or not.” Sanders looked at Angel with a faint smile, as if coming the words came out of her own mouth: “You’re young but only just outwardly… she won’t dislike it.”

…

Back to the Sky Bridge, there are still apprentices around, but there are only a few people left.

After the strong wind, the Falling Cloud Leaf Platform looked very messy. From time to time, he can see a little blood. Angel did not see any signs of Nausica and Shalem here.

In the previous stormy high winds, Angel almost experienced a separation between life and death.

Although Lord Mirror Ji saved his life in the end. Angel would like to thank another person named Nausica before that. It was Nausica who helped him when he was unconscious during the strong wind, and Nausica also did not give up on him.

Although he fell in the end, it was also his fault that he did not grasp the vine in time.

Angel is no less grateful to Nausica than to Lord Mirror Ji.

Angel walked all the way to the Crypt Field… He wanted to go and find their rooms. But unexpectedly, before he climbs downed into the crypt, he heard Shalem crying and coming towards him from the direction of Apprentice Town No. 8.

“Angel!” Shalem dressed in white sheets ran up to him with tears and runny nose on his face: “Great!” I knew you’d be all right!”

“You don’t know how scared and sad I was when I saw you fell off the vine. Fortunately, you’re okay.” Shalem’s tears dripped, and Angel’s robe was soaked.

When Shalem cried, he hiccupped from time to time, looking very childish and funny. But somehow Angel felt inexplicably warm in his heart.

At this time, Nausica came over slowly, looking at the two children hugging each other and crying with a smile on the corners of her mouth.

Angel patted Shalem and walked up to Nausica. He said solemnly and sincerely, “Thanks to you for holding me. Otherwise, I would have fallen while unconscious. At which point, I would have been really finished, so thank you.”

Nausica shook her head. “It’s nothing, you… are alive, good.”

Before she saw Angel, Nausica blamed all the responsibility for Angel’s fall on herself. Her expression was gloomy and remorseful.

When she saw that Angel was safe and sound, this burden was lifted off her heart.

She had a lot to say and many emotions to reveal, but in the end, she said nothing and did nothing. Just sending out one statement: alive, good.

In this strange continent, souls from three different countries and different boundaries are tightly linked by the bonds of friendship.

Perhaps, in the future. They will be looking at different horizons, lead different lives, but at least now. Their emotions are sincere and timeless.

…

While Angel recounted his previous experience, they went to the underground market.

Going to the underground apprentice market was arranged before going to Phantom Island and the three seldom get together. When they go to the underground trading market, they can afford to buy small things just for fun, which is also a kind of happiness.

“So it was Lord Mirror Ji who saved you!” Listening to Angel’s story, Shalem was always surprised and his expression changed as if it was not Angel who had experienced all this, but him.

When Angel finished, Shalem also talked about what he had seen and heard outside of Phantom Island.

“Because of the stormy winds, many people died. Part of them was blown onto Phantom Island and killed by the magic array on the island, and the other part was forced down and killed by falling.” When Shalem said this, he caressed his chest with lingering palpitations: “Fortunately, we chose to stop near Falling Cloud Leaf Platform in the beginning. If we tried to squeeze in, we would have probably ended up with the same outcome as the rest.”

“But the strong winds actually killed very few people, because many apprentices have the means to fly. Even if they were swept down, as long as they can use their strength, they will not fall to their deaths. What really killed the most people is the mysterious rhythm when the Will of the World arrived.”

“At that time, almost everyone was crushed to the ground by gravity. We were fine on the leaves, but those who flew in mid-air all fell from heights of several hundred meters. If these people did not die, they were at least left half disabled. You don’t know, but we later came to the Tree Spirit Court area directly below Phantom Island in order to find your ‘body.’ There was flesh and blood which could be seen almost every two or three steps. Can you imagine the number of bodies on the ground? The stumps were full of white brains, red blood, and smelly intestines scattered all over the place. It was horrible.”

Speaking of which, Shalem seemed to recall what he had seen before again, and he couldn’t help but want to vomit.

“Although that rhythm is a murderous weapon, it can also create an opportunity. Unfortunately, neither Shalem nor I understood,” Nausica said. “but I think someone on the Sky Bridge seemed to understand it.”

“Angel, did you hit the opportunity? You were right next to the Wizard Garden,” Shalem asked. “and the rhythm should have been deeper from where you were standing. Did you get it?”

Angel shook his head. “I didn’t understand either.”

Shalem had a “sure” look on his face and was about to say something comforting.

“But he gained insight…”

Angel pointed to Toby on his shoulder. Toby immediately put on a high beak while holding his head very high. He wanted to look down on all sentient beings with his beak up above.

“Ah ah ah?! Did Toby receive it? How is that possible? Shalem’s mouth was an “O” and his face was filled with disbelief.

Angel nodded helplessly: “Mentor Sanders confirmed Toby did understand the powerful law insight of the law of gravity.”

“Ha-ha, people did not understand, but a bird could understand. If this gets out, it is estimated that many people will die of anger.” Nausica laughed.

Shalem’s mouth shrivelled and his eyes were tearful as he said. “There’s a traitor among us. Am I not as good as a bird?”