There is a simple graffiti on it, which roughly depicts the sky, the ground, and the underground.
There are several horizontal bars drawn in the three parts, marked with different years. The horizontal bars higher in the sky are older, while the horizontal bars closer to the ground are closer to the present.
"What's this……?"
"It is a record of the location of magic veins in space...The concentration of magic power is not static. In history, they existed in the sky, and they continued to sediment and fall with the changes of time. It was not until now that they floated on the surface of the earth."
Andel stared at his pamphlet, as if he was lost in his research results and didn't care whether Cesare understood it.
"But this is not over yet. I have done many reference and control experiments and found that the concentration of magic power on the earth's surface has also been weakening in recent years...
The veins of magic are sinking deeper into the ground, and it won't be long before the magic wands in the hands of the nobles will no longer be able to sense them. "
"What will happen if I can no longer sense the magic power?"
"What do you think, kid? When magic sinks to a depth beyond human reach... there will be no more magic in this world."
Mr. Andel's eyes firmly stated a terrible fact, his voice was steady and powerful, and every word carried a high degree of confidence in the results of his research.
"Magic will disappear?" If this statement were to be known to the church, it would definitely be a sin. It is hard to imagine what a world without magic would be like.
The nobles will no longer be able to use magic to light fires, make candles float for banquets, or even use magic circles to drive those huge machines. "But...what does this have to do with mycelium?"
"This brings up another characteristic of magic. To put it simply, magic flows in a fixed direction like a river.
They have a complete cyclic system. Even if humans extract them and release them into magic, they will eventually return to their original form and integrate back into the collective context.
Andel carefully put the book away like a treasure, and once again took the small glass bottle next to it in his hand.
"And as I just said, the overall context of magic power is not static but will slowly fall in space. During this process, some magic power will also be mixed together and mixed with impurities in the air or land. Something happened in the end.”
As he spoke, Andel shook the bottle in his hand again. The mycelium inside reacted violently, twitching as if making useless resistance.
"Magic itself is intangible, tasteless and self-aware, but if a large amount of magic collides and becomes entangled... they may condense into solids, liquids, or any other crystals that our senses can detect hidden in their veins. deeper.
Under some special circumstances, biological consciousness may even evolve and become aggressive towards humans, such as...the mycelium that usually hides underground. "
"Please wait." Cesare couldn't understand too many things at once. Most of the things Andel vowed to say were contrary to the records of the Bible and the common sense learned in school.
However, they did not explain why hyphae exist like Andel did.
"If it is true, as you said, that mycelium is the product of the condensation of magic power and the result of the sinking of magic power veins...then wouldn't there be mycelium all over the world?"
Mr. Ander nodded.
"It sounds regrettable, but the cruel fact is true. However, the condensation and mutation of magic power have different manifestations in different areas. Perhaps it is related to geology. Mutated magical creatures will always appear in several fixed areas around the world. "
"Moreover, the monsters that appear outside our Hunyadi territory may not necessarily appear in the form of mycelium, nor may they be infectious. We are accustomed to collectively refer to such dangerous areas as the Tower of Babel area.
As you know, the Hunyadi leader of our Hunyadi family is located in the Tower of Babel in the Papal State. "
Andel stood up slowly. It seemed that his body was not as young as it was a few years ago. Overexertion caused Mr. Andel to relax for a long time before his waist became straight.
“Since ancient times, our Hunyadi family has been responsible for monitoring and eradicating underground monsters in this area since we were canonized as nobles by the Pope.
Because it is known as the watcher in the dark, and combined with various coincidences with crows in history, our troops who faced off against the monsters were given the title Crow Flock.
It's just that whether it's monsters or crows, things are kept secret from the world. After all, the authority of the church must be protected and unnecessary panic must be avoided. "
After saying this, Mr. Andel took a breath, as if he was tired from talking too much. "Regarding monsters and magic, there are many details that even us researchers have not figured out. If I tell you more, you will only become more confused. Please pay attention to this now."
Mr. Andel pulled off his collar and pulled out a pendant from under the collar. At the bottom of the pendant hung a small silver cross, shining with silvery white light without any other decorations.
Its surface is as smooth as a mirror, and every edge is cut neatly without any flaws.
"This is also a phenomenon whose principle we have not yet understood, but it is thanks to this phenomenon that you are alive to talk to me." He slowly brought the cross closer to the glass bottle containing mycelium.
The hyphae inside began to squirm and flee in the opposite direction as if they had seen something more terrifying than them. As the distance got closer and closer, the hyphae seemed to have lost their strength and their squirming speed slowed down.
Finally, it accumulated like dead grass at the bottom of the glass tube, slowly melting into black water.
Cesare looked at the changes in those few withered grasses in disbelief. Is the power of religion really so powerful? Can faith in God really drive away all evil in the world?
Mr. Andel looked at Cesare's surprised expression and seemed to have guessed what he was thinking. He chuckled and quickly explained.
"This is not the power of God, but the power of pure silver." He stuffed the pure silver cross back into his collar, and the small pool of black water in the glass tube changed again. The liquid contracted and solidified toward the inside, slowly Slowly it took on the appearance of hyphae again.
"We found that sterling silver objects can inhibit the activity of magical creatures and can cause the condensed and mutated magic elements to decompose and melt in a short time. This is also the reason why you wear sterling silver shackles.
This will effectively inhibit the infection of your body by hyphae, but it also benefits from time and your own strong willpower.
You can listen to me quietly now instead of trying to chew my tongue. This is already a miracle among countless cases. Well done boy. "
