Chapter 4 God's Blood
The stones from other mountains can be used to polish jade. As a scientific researcher who knows how to think, Li Ang was quite interested in Western mysticism.
Wizards and mages were both descendants of demigods in ancient times, but to this day, they have become two completely different ethnic groups."
If a mage who can carve out the magic circuit is a rationalist who ponders, develops and innovates magic through long-term practice and dialectical logical thinking.
Then the wizard is an idealist who advocates the first nature of spirit, consciousness and ideas.
"Witchcraft and spells, if we look at it from the destructive level alone, the former is weaker than the latter.
But in terms of mysterious effects, witchcraft is not inferior to spells, and its generality is even much more versatile. For example, it is difficult for mages to perform a large number of constant witchcraft to make photos and portraits come alive, or give brooms the ability to clean automatically."
Li Ang thought, slowly increasing the output of spiritual power, and the light emitted by all the magic wands in the house became more dazzling and charming.
“Merlin’s socks…”
Ollivand groaned in pain. His worldview had never been mercilessly destroyed and overthrown like today. Li Ang did what he did just like a dirt machine, destroying the reserved pride that had been passed down from generation to generation.
Seeing this old man so despair, Li Ang was a little reluctant. He put away his spiritual power fluctuations and let the wand return to normal, comforting him: "Don't be too sad. In a sense, your wand just put a cool and graceful cuckold on you.
As a man who stands tall, can't you forgive her? Besides, she has already calmed down, let him go over what has passed."
Li Ang's consolation did not work at all. Ollivander supported the table with both hands and gasped desperately, his face widening purple-red.
If this old man hadn't been healthy, I'm afraid he had already had a myocardial infarction and would have met the souls of those underground ancestors.
After a long time, Ollivander recovered and fell on the seat like exhaustion. He looked at the other party and said, "You, no, what do you want?"
"I have a bold guess that needs to be confirmed."
Li Ang rubbed his hands, held the mahogany wand that was on the verge of shattering and said with a smile: "Why do wizards need magic wands? Because it is difficult for them to gather the chaotic power in their blood by relying solely on themselves, and they must pass through a magical carrier.
Like a translator, you can decipher and analyze your own magic fluctuations and use this to entrust the ether to obey the summons - of course, for a very small number of powerful wizards, you can cast spells without a stick."
"Then the question is, what is the essence of the wizard bloodline? After regression and restoration?"
Li Ang snapped his fingers and said seriously: "If you look through the history of wizards carefully, you will find that the scale and strength of this group of wizards are on a downward trend. Even the wizard family that insists on pure blood breeding cannot guarantee their own superiority and keeps running wildly on the downhill road.
This decline is not what ordinary wizards call "blood dilution", but a simple biological evolution process."
Ollivand finally couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Wait, are you talking about evolution?"
"That's right."
Li Ang said frankly: "The shrinkage of the wizard population is not a degeneration. On the contrary, losing extraordinary power is an evolutionary effect achieved by a creature through natural selection."
"Impossible!" Ollivand shouted: "You are lying!"
"Haha." Li Anghun chuckled indifferently and said casually: "Witchers are not a group that is higher than ordinary people. On the contrary, I think wizards are more like endangered species that cannot adapt to the environment.
The direction of biological evolution is determined by natural selection. After countless dice-like selections, the free genes of a certain species in a certain region are strengthened, and the unfavorable mutation genes are gradually weakened, changing the gene frequency of species, and forming subspecies.
On the basis of subspecies, the gene frequency is further changed to form reproductive isolation, and finally new species are produced.
This process is called evolution.”
The concept of evolution has appeared for many years, and even the self-proclaimed wizarding world has heard of it, and is not unfamiliar with it. "Witches and ordinary people are not reproductively isolated, but the physiological structures between the two are very different."
Li Ang tutted his mouth and said casually: "Why are most ancient wizards hunched and deformed, gloomy and terrifying;
Why are the spells of ancient wizards confused and disorderly, almost like crazy whispers;
Why are wizards' potions so weird that they need dirty and primitive creatures such as toads, beetles, and slugs, and blood sacrifices and rituals?
Why do most wizards cannot understand and read the logic and technology of any mortal world?
Why is the effect of witchcraft far higher than spells on the weird level?”
Li Ang said: "The reason is very simple, because the wizard's body is filled with divine blood. This divine blood is not as good as a curse than a gift.
This curse is so powerful that it transforms every wizard, causing their brain structure to deviate, become disorderly, lose logic, and cannot develop any reasonable spell system. It can only rely on long-term empiricism to continuously accumulate spell experience."
Speaking of this, Li Ang paused and gave a summary, "In short, all wizards have lost their wisdom."
Olivand saw something vaguely. He tried his best to cover his ears, but Li Ang's whispers were everywhere and rang out directly in his mind.
"The Ministry of Magic has long claimed that only when studying too deeply on the road of dark magic will it lead to the wizards becoming powerful and becoming unreasonable madmen, but they dare not think too deeply about this because the truth is so cruel."
Li Ang said coldly and jokingly: "The power brought by divine blood will transform wizards in the process of casting again and again, making them crazy, chaotic, gloomy, deformed, and powerful.
It will make them closer to the origin of divine blood—that is, the god who gave power, symbolizing absolute chaos and disorder."
What Li Ang didn't tell the other party was that the witchcraft possessed by the wizard was essentially similar to the three-demon magic technique demonstrated by Tianqi for him, which was chaotic and disorderly, unreasonable and difficult to understand.
Ollivand was oppressed by the terrifying truth, his old face was bloodless and defeated like a blank paper.
"For thousands of years, the wizards have been evolving. Although you know nothing, the kind mother of nature still throws dice for you."
"The concentration of spiritual energy in heaven and earth, or ether, continues to decrease, just like a pond that shrinks rapidly under the scorching sun. This directly leads to the continuous decline in the quality of the divine blood that needs ether's support, and the continuous shrinking of the wizard clan."
"While the wizard clan continues to shrink, the power of wizards continues to decline, the degree of dementia of each person is gradually decreasing, the chaotic and disordered attributes that come with witchcraft are further weakened, and the difficulty of studying chaotic witchcraft is gradually reduced - this has led to many mud species with few divine blood being awakened to the potential of wizards."
"In time, the divine blood in the wizard's bloodline disappeared directly, and the entire wizard clan was completely integrated into the mortal world. As I said, this process is not a regression, but an evolutionary phenomenon spontaneously generated by the biological clan in order to adapt to the natural environment."
"Lie! Lie!" Ollivand finally couldn't stand Li Ang's bewitching. He stood up suddenly, grabbed the "Prophet Daily" with both hands, pointed to the capital title on it, and shouted to the other party: "You are explaining this so?"
In that newspaper published by the Ministry of Magic, the front page headlines were "The wizard pass rate hits a record high, and Hogwarts ushers in a new wave of life."
The reporter is Rita Skit and the editor is Barnabas Gufe.
"The wizards have not shrunk,"
Ollivand shouted tremblingly: "On the contrary, we are recreating the glory of history."
"Little comrade, you should see the essence through phenomena. The increase in the wizard's pass rate shows the sudden increase in the concentration of divine blood, and further demonstrates a possibility - the sudden activation of divine blood."
Li Ang raised his head, stared at the London night sky through the roof, and whispered: "The god who once gave power to the wizard is back."
Boom!
Thunder and tyrannical, tearing apart the sky, just like the god hiding behind the scenes. Although he has never appeared, he can still hear his approaching steps through the curtain.
Chapter completed!