1160 Win Easy

The main reason why the source of magic has been unwilling to fight in a state of rampage is because he wants to suppress the hard-won reason or consciousness in his body.

The source of magic without consciousness is just magic itself, posing no threat to anyone.

So, in a sense, the most powerful peak of the source of magic is also his most vulnerable moment.

All the magic in this world is swallowed up, is the energy formed powerful? It must be an existence that is invincible, and it must be so powerful that it cannot be stronger.

But just like the nuclear fusion process in the reactor, no matter how powerful a burst of energy is, if it's just pure energy, it's just energy, and it won't make people daunting anyway.

This is an interesting paradox, that is to say, when the source of magic let go of its own state, he is the strongest and the weakest.

Therefore, the source of magic did not completely let go of the control of energy by his consciousness. He just tried carefully and tried a little bit to let himself enter a state of berserk.

He didn't dare to try such a state before, because he knew that his ray of consciousness was hard-won, and he didn't dare to do any experiments. He just accumulated the energy in his body little by little to make himself stronger.

He would rather use the God Servant troops, would rather use the army of demons to wipe out everything, and he would not put his weak self in a little danger.

Today, he was forced to have nowhere to go, when he was facing the mighty Burkeland Fortress, when he was facing the Dragon King, and when he was facing the strong men of the Alan Hill Empire.

At this time, he can only be forced to fight, forced to release the shackles that have been imprisoned on him.

This state allows him to mobilize the magic between heaven and earth, devour these magic, and make himself stronger.

Meanwhile, before he decides to do so, he uses a space magic. This space magic is not so much blocking the reinforcements and interference of the surrounding Alan Hill Empire troops on the battlefield, as it is the source of magic itself making a defensive barrier for itself.

He is afraid of external interference, or he realizes that he should not give up his hard-won and most precious thinking ability without defense!

In the end, he still forgot the defense system he had set up for himself because of his rampage.

Even under the control of the origin of magic, space magic cannot exist for a long time, because the law of space is the law of space, which is the law of nature and cannot be artificially changed.

When the world is constantly repairing the damaged space and trying to restore it to its original appearance, a lot of magic energy is needed to maintain space magic, especially the rough magic of space shattering.

It's a pity that after the source of magic went berserk, it forgot to continuously inject energy into this space magic.

He frenziedly and greedily absorbed all the energy around him, absorbing almost all the magic inside the space magic in one breath.

This is why everyone, including God Puppet and Dragon Emperor, felt that the magic in their bodies was affected.

Under such circumstances, space magic could not always resist the pressure of the law, and eventually collapsed, so the defensive barrier that the magic origin had set up for itself finally disappeared.

The moment it disappeared, the little IQ remaining from the origin of magic felt bad. When the space fragments began to recover, he realized that his mind seemed to be affected by something.

What frightened him was that when he actively relaxed his consciousness, there was something seducing his precious consciousness in a distant place.

Those precious things that belonged to his soul that he cared about were rapidly leaving him. At this time, the source of magic wanted to grab these things again, but he found that these things were no longer under his control.

It's like grabbing quicksand with your hands and trapping water with a fishing net.

Subconsciously, the source of magic stretched out its hand, and the bits and pieces that sustained his soul and his thinking passed through his fingertips, but he was never caught by him.

These things just frantically gathered into the distance, as if they were going to the place where they were supposed to go.

"What the hell have you guys done to me?!" The source of magic kept screaming in his mind, but no one could hear his terrifying voice.

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In the distant palace of Serris City, Chris was already thinking about how to minimize the loss of this battle. He was constantly thinking about how he could save Andrea and Vivian.

As for the Dragon King, Chris doesn't think about it, and he even keeps praying that the Dragon King can do his best to protect Andrea and Vivienne from the siege of the source of magic!

As long as Andrea and Vivian can be sent out, it doesn't matter to Chris whether the Dragon Emperor is dead or not, and whether he is still alive or not! Completely unimportant!

Just when Chris was thinking about it shamelessly, he was suddenly pulled back to the world in his mind.

Then, he saw or felt a majestic force gathering towards him.

This feeling was unprecedented, and it made him feel a little overwhelmed—he could see that some distant memories were pouring into the two big trees in his mind, and then the two trees became more and more closely intertwined .

Even Chris felt that they were twisting together and becoming a bigger and more lush towering tree.

Because of the growth of this towering tree, or because of the growth of these two big trees, Chris felt that the world in his mind had become bigger and wider.

Countless memories and knowledge poured into Chris's mind like a river, and Chris could clearly see that these things became a part of the big tree and became something that belonged to him.

The part of technology missing from Chinese civilization, and the essence of magic mastered by the origin of magic, all became Chris's stuff at this moment, and became something he mastered.

He could feel that every pore in his body was breathing, and what he was breathing was not air but the magic that pervaded his body.

Chris could feel that he was rapidly becoming stronger. It seemed that at this moment, he inherited everything from the source of magic, including the control of magic from the source of magic.

At this moment, he is no longer worried about the battlefield in the distant Demon Realm of Withorlands, because he knows that he has already won!

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