The flame just now was blue!

When I encountered Wigofortz a few years ago, the flames used by the other party were blue.

She still remembers the purgatory-like high temperature, and even the immortal high-level vampire Regis turned into ashes in the blue flame and was melted into the wall.

"Are you just talking about the higher temperature flame?"

"Yes, but that's far from the limit. The flames that are hotter than blue are purple."

“So the purple flame is the hottest?”

Zach shook his head: "The real high-temperature flame is transparent."

Yennefa shook her head, but she no longer planned to delve into it.

"Forget it, you'd better tell me why you can't use spells?"

"I said before that the essence of [reality manipulation] is to communicate the origin of the world to achieve one's own demands, and there are many ways to express demands, such as [wishness] is to simply pass extreme emotions. A dog wailing in front of you, you can probably understand its emotions if you don't understand its screams. But in the final analysis, the most effective way of communication is always language..."

"And the magic model is the most efficient and direct language. The magic array formed by graphics is "text", and the spell is "spoken"..."

"So any spell theoretically has a spell model and its corresponding spell." Yennefa asked.

"This is the case in theory, but the more powerful the magic is, the more complex its magic model, and the more obscure the spells will be. After being complex to a certain extent, they will not be able to master the human pronunciation organs and memory."

Zach clicked his temple again: "There is more important point. In fact, comparing a spell model to words is not accurate enough. It is essentially an image-forming information expression. For example..."

He pointed to a landscape painting on the wall.

"If you are a spellcaster, I am the origin of the world, and that painting is your spell model..."

"As long as I see the painting in your hand, I will instantly receive all the information on it. But what if you only describe that painting in words?"

Yennafa suddenly realized: "Then I can only describe a general idea, but I cannot tell all the details. If I want to express every stroke and every subtle change in color in the painting, I don't know how much talk it will take, and it will never be perfect."

"Yes, this is why [magic] and [spell] are different, and [magic] is more advanced than [spell]."

The sorcerer breathed a sigh of relief and leaned quietly on the back of the chair.

But not long after, she frowned again, and asked with a squinted eyes: "So after talking for a long time, we sorcerers only know [magic array] and [spell], and we can't know [magic] at all."

"No intention to offend, but that's true."

An annoying expression flashed across the sorcerer's face, but soon replaced by a arrogant and cold expression:

"But with such a big understanding, I'm going around, the answer I started is fine. Isn't magic the skill of manipulating chaotic energy to create non-existent things?"

"That's a spell."

"【Magic】is a type of【Spell】, so I'm right." The sorcerer stood up and walked out, and took away several books on the table.

Zach opened his mouth and finally said helplessly: "Ah... it seems that there is nothing wrong with it..."

Before leaving the room, Yennaef suddenly turned around and asked, "By the way, you haven't said what are [Divine Arts] and [Holy Word Arts]?"

"Oh, it doesn't matter. They are essentially a kind of thing, they are just ancestral shit mountains in the origin of the world."
Chapter completed!