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How to refine, how to extend, bold and lengthen, just like editing fonts.

These [processing on the original magic circuit] are very easy, and they can be successful easily.

But in [Creating a Magic Circuit] it is still far away.

For example, create a new part of the body to simulate the shape of the magic circuit.

He immediately failed!

Then switch to other places.

failure!

Return to the vicinity of the original nerve.

failure!

fail!fail!fail……

It was as if the Creator had already placed restrictions on this race the moment he created the human race.The magic circuit must be in that place, otherwise it is not allowed to exist!

Creation is not what magic should have.

Creation is a miracle!

This is the answer obtained through experiments with magic eyes and magic.

Miracles, on the other hand, are not icing on the cake like magic.

Miracles should belong to 'magic'!

For the first time, Weston had a feeling of "Why am I a mere human being?" If he were an elf, all these restrictions would no longer exist.

And this kind of restriction really makes people feel the world's malice towards human beings (inhibition)

If Gaia is conscious at this moment and can perceive his mood, he will definitely be speechless.This outsider manipulated the will of that world in the last world, was maliciously bombed by the world, and now wants to do the same thing again.

"So, must we reach the root?" Weston said to himself, and seemed to be questioning.

It is impractical to study such racial restrictions on your own.Generally, this kind of world exists in the gods, and asking those gods is the right choice.

But no god responded to him.

Weston's magic eye can only continue to analyze.He no longer analyzes human beings, but analyzes the spiritual veins under his feet.

In the direction of the essence of magic power, the essence of spiritual veins, and the power of the great source.

This required a lot of mental endurance from Weston himself, and his body lost its protection mechanism, so he directly operated it unconsciously.

Some kind of dense clusters of light, like quarks, the basic matter in the world, and the largest celestial body in the universe.

His hair became pure white in an instant, and his body became shriveled in an instant, as if his vitality was drained in an instant.

"What is this..." Ahad looked surprised.He was aware of his surprise, but he didn't hide it.

"Father!"

Just for a moment.

"No, I'm fine." A weak voice came out of Weston's mouth, but there was a mocking sound like an illusion.

What was observed at that moment cannot be explained in words at all.

But a lot of knowledge in my mind is understood!

Magic circuits, magic engravings...these things that I wanted to break my head not long ago have no effect now.

In another corner of the world, there should be someone who reached that moment like him.

It is absolutely impossible to achieve the so-called 'cause' through hard work "the day after tomorrow".The so-called root is just this kind of thing.

All of his things at this moment are just his strong desire to let the magic eye lead him to that side.

And just one glance, trying to erase his existence, draining almost all of his life force.

But, to be more accurate, it's a warning, right?It simply cannot kill itself, a life that does not belong to it.

In my mind, some understanding is gradually disappearing...

This kind of abnormality, he will not be aware of it.But coming from 'adaptability' made Weston feel that something was wrong.

It seems that some of the things he interpreted from there are completely forgotten.

This world can't let him disappear directly, so of course, if he can't erase his existence, then he can only erase what it can erase.

That thing, that it (Gaia), (Alaya) explained in this way.

But how could Weston allow it to do so?

"Frankenstein, come here!" cried Weston.

Frankenstein's small head also knew that something was wrong at this moment, and ran to Weston without any hesitation at all.

Weston bit his own finger, and with his own blood, described many words on the opponent's body that normal people had never seen before. Regardless of whether the opponent was disgusted, he used all the information brought by him according to the blood on the opponent's body. Leaves marks on the body.

Suddenly, halfway through his writing, his fingers stopped.

I can no longer remember the things in my head!