Chapter 70 What is the essence of mana?
Sissi looked around at Horn and Grampven and sighed, "This matter is quite far away for you, but you will join us soon, so it's okay to tell you.

Among witches' followers or wizards, there are two mainstream thoughts on the nature of the supernatural: the magic theory and the mana theory.

The magic school believes that what is the source of all things? It is existence. Everything originates from existence. It is a tangible substance, magic.

For example, Jeanne's lightning, according to the magic school, is made up of magic power, so they call this witch's extraordinary power witchcraft.

The Dharma School believes that this source, if it exists, is nothing, and it is something that came out of nothing. It is invisible energy and spirit, it is magic power or spiritual power.

The supernatural powers exist by themselves, and the magic is just to drive them, just like using flint to light a torch. They call supernatural powers magic. "

After hearing what Sissi said, Granpwen and even Jeanne were all confused, only Horn fell into deep thought.

"So, what doctrine do you prefer, Sister Sissi?"

Sissi fanned herself with a feather fan: "I am more inclined to the magic theory. The magic theory is too old and many phenomena cannot be explained...

Um, I have to tell you that there is no problem for us to have these discussions privately.

But if you encounter a wizard gathering or strange wizards in the future, you can't touch this slide."

"why?"

Sissi laughed heartily: "There is a joke in our secret party, that is, if you want to destroy the wizards, you only need to send undercover agents to raise this issue at every wizard gathering. Within three months, the wizards will perish due to civil war.

Whenever there is a dispute involving magic, it is bound to lead to a debate or even a fight."

"Why? Aren't there just two explanations?"

Before Sissi, Horn answered first: "This is a narrative dispute. Two perceptions of the origin of the supernatural will inevitably lead to two completely opposite worldviews and a series of corresponding supernatural laws.

Resources are limited. If you give one person, you can’t give the second one.

No matter which doctrine it is, they will feel that the other doctrine is a shameful waste and an abominable interference to themselves.

Moreover, they have armed forces at their disposal. If it weren’t for the huge pressure from the church, I think they would have really gone to civil war.”

Xixi glanced at the young farmer with some surprise.

Although he was forced to do something, this farmer who pretended to be the son of Mircella actually had some skills.

He had asked his witch master Catherine these questions when he first started out, and the answer he got was pretty much the same as what the farmer said.

Come to think of it, how could a stupid farmer who knows nothing and can do nothing organize an uprising of thousands of people and manage it in an orderly manner?

Compared to Sissi's surprise, Horn showed no expression, but was more surprised in his heart.

Because from what he just said, it seems that these wizards have actually realized the connection between phenomenon and essence. They no longer regard magic itself as a black box or a gift from God, but instead begin to explore its laws.

In other words, they already had the germ of rationalist thinking - doubt.

Judging from Sissi’s remarks, individual spells may still be a black box.

But within the metaphysical nature of magic, philosophical thought began to develop.

At first Horn thought they were all performing a shaman act.

I underestimated you.

But no matter what, as extraordinary martial arts is the ability to occupy a high position in this world, Horn is unwilling to give up despite the risk of being discovered.

"Brother Sissi, can I feel the magic power you are talking about? Why can't I feel it even though I have become a witch's follower?"

Xixi rubbed her temples and walked forward for a while before answering, “Generally speaking, the first generation of witch followers don’t have this problem. They are just like witches, with spells and magic power.

If your mana is so weak that you can't even feel it, then the meditation method to increase your mana will be useless."

At this point, Xixi seemed to have thought of something, and he took out two balls of slime placenta from the collar of his riding suit.

Seeing the deflated chest, the guards around were greatly disappointed.

Sissi didn't care and pulled out a thin red copper rod from the placenta, which was as long as an elbow and as thick as a finger. "What is this?" Horn asked in confusion, waving his hand to stop the guards after taking the thin copper rod from Sissi.

"This is orichalcum, a product of alchemy." Sissi took the orichalcum rod from Horn's hand, "This is a tool that can help you increase your magic power."

Handing the orichalcum to Grampven who was watching the fun on the side, Sissi motioned for him to break it.

Grasping the two ends of the orichalcum rod with both hands, Grampven roared angrily, veins bulged on his arms, and his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But the copper rod did not move at all, and there was not even a trace of bending in the middle.

Taking the orichalcum rod from the confused Grampven's hand, Sissi held one end, pinched the other end with her fingers, and pressed lightly, and the orichalcum rod bent to ninety degrees.

Then, Sissi threw it upwards, and the bronze rod quickly returned to its original upright position as if it were rubber.

"This is the characteristic of mountain copper. Only people with magical powers can bend it." Sissi took the mountain copper stick and handed it to Jeanne who was curious. "People with magical powers will soften it the moment they touch it. It seems that they are pressing it with their hands, but they are actually bending it with magical powers.

This is a way to train your magic power. Magic power is like muscles. The more you train, the stronger it becomes."

As Sissi was talking, Jeanne had already twisted the orichalcum rod into a delta shape, and she imitated Sissi and threw it upwards.

The copper rod in mid-air suddenly emitted a few electric sparks, and then continued to return to its original state.

"You are worthy of being a witch." Xixi sighed softly, "The degree I just pressed to that point is already my limit..."

"What about the electric sparks?" Jeanne asked curiously.

"Orichalcum has the ability to transmit magic power. For a witch, spells are magic power. You can think of Orichalcum as releasing your magic power."

Jeanna nodded in confusion and handed the orichalcum rod to Horn: "Brother Horn, you try it."

Horn held the orichalcum rod, and the moment he touched it, he felt something was wrong.

Why does it feel like liquid when I hold it in my hand? It is completely different from the elasticity of the rubber stick before.

Looking at Horn with a smile, Xixi instructed: "Your magic power is too weak. I guess you can only break a little bit, not more..."

Before he finished speaking, Horn pressed lightly with his index finger, and the copper rod was bent into a sharp angle.

Blinking, Sissi used both hands to lift up the bangs that were blocking her vision and leaned her head closer to make sure she was not seeing things.

As for Horn, he held both ends of the mountain copper rod in one hand, twisting and bending it continuously.

The object that was harder than steel in Grampven's hand became like plasticine in his hand.

When Horn put the orichalcum rod in his palm, it could no longer be called an orichalcum rod, but an orichalcum spring.

Following the example of Jeanna and the others, Horn threw the orichalcum into the air.

Under the gaze of everyone around him, the orichalcum rod seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, shaking and spinning wildly.

The moment it fell to the ground, it was still twisting, jumping, stretching, and running around on the ground like a dead fish.

"This, this is impossible..." As if she had suffered a huge shock, Sissi ignored Jeanne's obstruction, bent down, and chased after him.

He stretched out his hand, as if trying to pick up the orichalcum rod, without noticing that there was a sloping stone right in front of it.

"Be careful."

"Sister Xixi, get out of the way!"

"when--"

Sissi and the orichalcum rod fell straight to the ground at the same time.

"Quick, call a doctor!"

(End of this chapter)