Chapter 284 After Zheng Qing Exploded

"I...exploded?"

Zheng Qing blinked and repeated his husband's answer. It took him a while to realize: "I exploded? Can I explode? Does it mean explosion? What kind of magic principle is this!"

While muttering, he raised his hand and glanced at the palm and back of his hand.

Perhaps because he was in a blank space, the palms and backs of his hands looked very clean. The skin on his hands was clean and even a little transparent, allowing people to see clearly the blue-black blood vessels and fine muscle texture under the skin at a glance.

"How could I be a cat, no, a person, explode? I just got a little angry when I was beating a toad...how could it explode?"

"Are all wizards so willful?"

"If the gas is too strong, it will explode? This does not comply with the law of conservation of magic power!"

He finally recovered a little bit of reason from the chaos and confusion, and then slowly crawled back to the sober world along with this bit of reason:

"The magic power in the universe will neither be created nor disappear out of thin air. It will only be transformed from one form to another or transferred from one individual to another... Magic power cannot spontaneously transfer from low-dimensional individuals. As a high-dimensional individual, it is impossible to take magic power from a single magic source and completely convert it into useful effects... In other words, as a low-level magic power active state, it is impossible for me to trigger a high-dimensional magic tide... This is inconsistent with Two laws of conservation of magic power!”

Mr. Wu held the teapot and looked at the young wizard with great satisfaction.

"You're smarter than I thought... At least, you didn't stare at me stupidly and couldn't analyze a word. It seems that letting you stay in school for a while was effective."

These words did not answer Zheng Qing's doubts.

"So...why did I explode?!" The young public-funded student took a breath, tried hard to clear his mind of distracting thoughts, and focused on the most critical issues: "It's because the magic spell was used improperly to explode." Did they fall off? What happened to the others? Am I dead now?"

After the last question was uttered, the boy felt his voice trembling slightly, and he immediately swallowed.

"The others are being watched by the yellow fox, so they are fine for the time being. The little girl from the Jiang family...oh, even the old lady also helped a lot." Mr. Wu took a sip of tea and spoke calmly. In response to Zheng Qing’s doubts:

"You didn't blow up because of improper use of the spell."

"You are not dead yet...but the messenger of death is wandering outside this empty land, so it is almost as if you are standing outside the gate of hell."

Hearing these words, the boy looked around warily, as if he could see the figures of the messengers of death. But as far as he could see, there was a vast expanse of white. Not to mention the messengers of death, he could not even see the edge of the blank land.

Also, are there really gods in charge of death in this world? What is the relationship between Him and the wizard? Are there any followers of His Highness in Atlas Academy? Why can't the messenger of death enter this empty land? Why can Sir appear in this blank land?

These messy thoughts kept coming and going in the mind of the young public-funded student without stopping for a moment.

Until Mr. Zheng answered Zheng Qing’s original question:

"As for why you exploded...the process is a bit complicated. But the root cause is relatively simple."

"Because you are a forbidden spell."

"Well, you can think of it as a big bomb. A bomb, if conditions permit, it will naturally explode."

While he was talking, Mr. Wu casually picked up a monk pea from the saucer on the coffee table and stuffed it into his mouth.

Click, click.

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"Crack!"

Jiang Yu held on to the rough trunk of the soul-returning poplar, stood up reluctantly, took a step forward, and stepped on a dry branch. The branch screamed when the branch broke, click, click.

The witch's face was pale, and the arms holding on to the tree trunk were shaking slightly. Her normally smooth long hair became a little messy, with some hair tips still curled up, and she also gave off a burnt smell.

But she didn't pay attention to this detail at all.

She turned her head and looked around with panic in her eyes. The last impression in her mind was of a vast expanse of white, like a thousand suns showing off their power in the sky, filling the sky with strange lights. When she woke up, she was back in the Silent Forest.

There was no one around, no black cat, no Elena, no Kolma, no Sathoggua or the faun that broke in later, not even the most numerous insects or birds in the Silent Forest. Not a single one was seen.

There was dead silence.

A few steps away, lying on the grass, was a worn black Dharma book. The cover of the book exudes a burnt smell, and you can vaguely see a black air slowly rising from the Dharma book. That was the result of an out-of-control spell that overloaded the Dharma book. Jiang Yu knew that the Dharma book had been completely destroyed.

I hope this accident will not have any bad impact on her grandmother, the witch prayed in her heart, recalling the scene when the silver-haired old lady hugged her at the end, and felt her body warm a little.

Then she moved her eyes away from the old Dharma book and put her arm back slightly.

The tree she was holding on to was only a few meters away from the entrance to the secret world.

Why come back here? What about the rest? Is everyone okay? With these thoughts in mind, the witch staggered, took a few steps forward while holding on to the tree trunk, turned around the tall and lush bushes in front of her, and tried to return to the small secret world.

But after turning around the bush, her steps stopped abruptly.

Behind the bushes.

The entrance to the small world has disappeared.

Also disappearing was a large area of ​​silent forest - starting from the entrance to the secret world, a large area of ​​scorched earth appeared in front of the witch in a fan-shaped radial shape. A blank piece of scorched earth with a few wisps of smoke rising from it.

At the edge of the scorched earth were crooked black trees. All the leaves on the crowns had fallen off, and the trunks seemed to have been twisted in a circle, all twisting to the side where the fan expanded. Several pieces of burned-glazed stone were piled at the foot of these dead trees, covered with a layer of light black ashes.

Looked up.

It is a rare sky in a silent forest.

It's just that the gray clouds are like a huge mushroom cap, occupying every corner of the sky, making it impossible to see a trace of the color of the sun or the shadow of azure.

Jiang Yu felt his eyes go dark, and his heart suddenly sank into the boundless abyss.

She fell to her knees with a plop.

Half a step away, there was a burnt rabbit that still looked like it was running. Through its scorched eyes, the witch could vaguely feel the rabbit's fear and despair when the end came.

She stretched out her trembling hand and gently touched the rabbit's ear.

call……

The blackened rabbit instantly turned into a cloud of smoke, fell down, and piled up into a small black-gray mound. The tears that the witch had been accumulating for a long time finally couldn't hold back anymore and flowed down.