Revolutionary Magic

Pembez's eyes had long since lit up, but because the experiment had not yet been fully completed, he held himself back from asking any questions.

This was simply revolutionary. Over so many years, countless mighty seniors and genius talents had emerged in the magic world, yet none had ever brought him a shock as great as Chen Cheng had.

Chen Cheng had not merely shattered the limits of rank; he had also shattered the limits of attributes.

It could be said that if Chen Cheng truly spread his magical philosophy, then there would no longer be any so-called limits of talent in this world. As long as one learned his Variable Magic and had a systematic set of Magic Runes, anyone could become the mage everyone admired.

Pembez could no longer imagine what the world would look like then, or to what height this world's magical civilization would rise.

Wisdom Shield likewise found it incomparably wondrous. He continued channeling the Chaos Magic within his body, then activated several basic spells of different elements.

When they saw little Frost Spells, Water Ball Spells, and Wind Blades appearing one after another, Pembez and Wisdom Shield were already staring at the plain, unremarkable ceramic board as though it were an unparalleled treasure.

After the experiments were finished, before Pembez and Wisdom Shield could speak, Chen Cheng revealed a strange smile. He picked up a pen and added several strokes to the disorderly patterns, then made a welcoming gesture for Wisdom Shield to continue.

Wisdom Shield said nothing. He continued channeling Chaos Magic just as before, then used his mind to connect with the ceramic board.

This time, however, things were different. Beyond the many basic spells, another spell option had appeared.

At that moment, Wisdom Shield seemed to have guessed something. An uncontrollable excitement surged through him, and he activated the new spell option.

Then Wisdom Shield felt the Chaos Magic within his body being drawn out in great quantities, pouring into the ceramic board in his hand.

Meanwhile, Pembez, serving as the observer at the side, saw that the patterns which had previously only been partially drawn now lit up completely. Those patterned corridors ultimately combined into an Elemental Magic Bullet with the strength of a peak Silver Rank attack.

As the spell was activated, the ordinary ceramic board could no longer hold on and shattered directly into several pieces.

Upon seeing the activated Elemental Magic Bullet, Pembez did not immediately Annihilate it. Instead, he stretched both hands forward and chanted:

"Space: Forbidden Neighbor."

A Magic Rune swiftly appeared from Pembez's hands before vanishing, while the activated Elemental Magic Bullet was firmly wrapped within his hands.

"My, my, this is an exceedingly rare good thing—a priceless specimen for researching several common magical elements."

He crooked a finger, and a bottle forged entirely from Mithril flew over from his worktable. Its body was covered in countless sealing spells.

Only after tossing the Elemental Magic Bullet inside did Pembez nod in satisfaction.

Meanwhile, Wisdom Shield stared blankly at the broken ceramic board in his hands.

This ceramic board, fired from ordinary clay, was used for basic magic experiments. The threshold of spells it could activate was only that of basic magic.

Yet just now, he had personally used such an ordinary ceramic board to activate a spell with Silver Rank power—and it had done so without excessively consuming the object that activated it.

At that moment, Wisdom Shield finally understood why Chen Cheng had become the only person from ancient times to the present who could survive after using Super-class Magic.

Thinking of this, tears could not help but slide from the corners of Wisdom Shield's eyes.

Pembez also calmed down from his excitement. He walked over to Wisdom Shield's side, patted his shoulder, and said:

"This is all fate's cruel trickery, but it was also Achilles's fate. I believe he would not want you to drown in the grief of his death."

Chen Cheng looked at Wisdom Shield curiously. He did not know why Wisdom Shield had cried after witnessing this, and judging from Pembez's words, the death of Wisdom Shield's former teacher seemed to have something to do with it.

Pembez did not hide it from Chen Cheng and told him the cause of Wisdom Shield's teacher's death.

When Chen Cheng heard that Wisdom Shield's teacher had died using Super-class Magic in Nanmu Forest at roughly the same time Chen Cheng had, he too felt that fate truly loved to toy with people.

Perhaps if Wisdom Shield's teacher had truly learned his Variable Magic, he would not have needed to endure the continuous influx of Magic Energy into his body when using Super-class Magic at the end.

Perhaps, like Chen Cheng, he could have completed the outlining of the Magic Runes in an instant, then released the spell at the very moment the Magic Energy surged into his body.

Though his insides might have ended up a complete wasteland like Chen Cheng's, and because of his rank, he might never have recovered for the rest of his life.

Still, that would have been better than using a blood sacrifice to forcibly enhance his body, only to be burst apart by Magic Energy.

And if Wisdom Shield truly reached that position in the future, it was not as though he could not find an Epic Rank powerhouse to treat the injuries within his body.

Chen Cheng had been able to withstand that brief eruption because he had grown up in the mountains and forests, following Samlet and eating ferocious beast meat since childhood. His physique was naturally far stronger than that of ordinary people.

Thus, after Chen Cheng used that Super-class Magic, his body had not collapsed. The instantaneous burst of power had merely scattered the Magic Runes within him.

Wisdom Shield wiped away his tears. Perhaps all of this truly was fate's cruel trickery. If his teacher had not died, he would never have come here to study under Pembez.

And if he had not come here to study, he would never have learned that a mere slave student had researched something so terrifying. To rapidly increase his strength and ascend to that supreme position, he too had to learn Chen Cheng's Variable Magic.

Everything seemed as though fate had arranged it long ago. He could neither resist it nor should he resist it.

At this point, Pembez also thought of the power of that final attack activated by the ceramic board. As a Platinum Rank powerhouse, he suddenly wondered: if someone like him could inscribe Chen Cheng's Variable Magic, by how many levels would his magical strength rise?

Though it only had the power of one strike, if he could release a Legendary Forbidden Spell against an enemy and survive afterward, would that not mean a Platinum Rank mage could threaten a Legendary Mage?

No, Pembez did not dare think any further. Before, it had merely broken the restrictions of aptitude and attributes. Now, it was going to break the boundary between mortals and gods.

In Pembez's eyes, Legendary Mages were no longer mortals. Their methods belonged to Demigods, and magic capable of breaking the gap between humans and gods was a revolution in magic. It was far too terrifying.

Seeing that Pembez had been cheerful just moments ago but was now breaking out in cold sweat, Chen Cheng asked worriedly:

"Professor, are you all right?"

He truly feared that the professor might harbor evil intentions and try to kill them for their treasure.

If that happened, Chen Cheng and Wisdom Shield would not even last two exchanges against him.

Because Pembez was an exceedingly rare Space Element Mage.

If he wanted to kill the two of them with his Space Magic, the people outside would likely not sense the slightest magical fluctuation.

Pembez came back to his senses. The eyes that had always been gentle toward others suddenly turned sharp, while the Archmage's aura around him erupted and bore down upon Chen Cheng and Wisdom Shield.

At this moment, Wisdom Shield was already sweating profusely beneath the powerful mental pressure of an Archmage. Yet Chen Cheng, standing at the center of that pressure, felt as though a spring breeze were brushing his face. He had merely been startled by Pembez's gaze.

"Professor, what is wrong?"

Chen Cheng did not realize in the slightest how terrifying the Variable Magic he had created was. He had completely broken the restrictions that magical talent placed upon people, allowing vast numbers of those with ordinary aptitude to become Legendary powerhouses who could rival Demigods in certain moments.

"Do you know how terrifying the magic you have created is? The Doomsday Codex is merely a thing of legend, but your magic is a real thing that can truly destroy the world."

Pembez said, his eyes slightly bloodshot.

Chen Cheng was startled by those words. How had a researcher like him become involved with destroying the world?

And was his Variable Magic truly that heaven-defying? It allowed everyone to use magic conveniently and quickly. Should that not benefit the entire magical world?

Yet it was not Chen Cheng's fault for thinking that way. Most of the education he had received in his previous life had been positive, beautiful, and uplifting.

What he had seen in the Controllable Nuclear Fusion he researched was the solution to humanity's energy crisis and the elimination of wars caused by energy.

He had never considered that once Controllable Nuclear Fusion provided unlimited energy, the destructive scale of wars launched by humanity would rise by geometric multiples.

Therefore, his original purpose in researching Variable Magic had been to make things convenient for himself. What he could immediately think of was making things convenient for others, while he instinctively never considered how the emergence of such magic might escalate wars and the like.

Pembez looked at Chen Cheng's somewhat puzzled eyes, which seemed to be asking, Isn't this a good thing?

At that instant, he suddenly felt that he himself was a Clown.

He had always prided himself on being a learned professor, yet he was not even comparable to a wild man from the mountains.

From Chen Cheng's eyes, Pembez could see the goodness in his heart toward magic and the world. Perhaps Chen Cheng had never even imagined the evil in human nature.

Pembez said nothing more. Instead, he walked to the corner of the room and brought over his suitcase.

When he opened it, Chen Cheng and Wisdom Shield saw that besides several changes of clothes, it contained some magical documents and special Magical Items.

Pembez took out those documents and items. At last, he opened a compartment at the very bottom of the case and removed a rolled sheet of special parchment.

After taking out the parchment, he closed the suitcase again, then carefully spread the parchment open.

Chen Cheng and Wisdom Shield then saw an extremely detailed, yet somewhat familiar, contract scroll.