709. The Only Response Came from Himself

"What exactly is this magic net?"

Trist wiped the corner of his mouth and sat back down.

The smell of boiled feces still lingered in the air. Trist covered his nose with a handkerchief and asked.

He had no idea where magic came from. In the Ruined City, only a small number of people could wield extraordinary spells like this, and most of them were as strange and unfathomable as Daoist He Ming's systematic magic. Aside from the Night Country, he had no understanding of it.

"The magic net? Well, the magic net is a form of contract."

Xiya considered her wording and glanced at Jost.

If Jost really was the original founder of the Gray Tower and the creator of the magic net, then wasn't Xiya's current behavior teaching him how to create the magic net?

Then where had the concept of the magic net truly come from? Had Xiya passed it on to Jost, or had Jost passed it down to the future Xiya?

Moved by the inevitability of fate, Xiya continued.

"The most important concept in the magic net is the three-way handshake. Everyone who enters into a contract with the magic net gains the right to pray to it. When someone prays to the magic net, that prayer will pierce through space, and even time, before arriving within the magic net. That is the first handshake."

She paused halfway through. Logically speaking, the magic net did not exist in this era, so Xiya, who relied on it to cast spells, should not have been able to use any magic. Yet she had not been affected at all. It seemed that the magic net was not restricted by time.

"The second handshake is the magic net's response to the prayer. The knowledge scattered throughout every corner of