The crimson magic fluctuations seemed to be drawn out of the air and gathered into the hands of the crimson witch Subai, which changed as her palms flipped. The red light flowed like a liquid, and it was like a colored air flow constantly blowing.

"The feeling of controlling chaotic magic is slightly different from the usual magic power." Wanda tilted his head, thought about it carefully, and thought about it for a while, "What you must say...it feels like controlling the flow of water. Imagine the magic power as flowing water, feel their shapes, and feel their flow... They can become weapons attacks, or they can be directly regarded as extensions of their own hands and feet, picking up something or attacking someone."

She said, waving her hands to demonstrate. The crimson spell wave lifted the water dispenser in a corner of the room. The magic was like a huge net wrapped around the periphery of the water dispenser, and it felt like it was lifted up with an extended palm.

"At the beginning, before you told me that this power was called 'chaotic magic', I always regarded it as a superpower of a certain mind-kinetic system. The simplest and most intuitive way to use it is to use it to attack, defend or move objects - including myself." Wanda continued, "After getting the energy development of the scepter from Strak, I found that the power of this ability was further enhanced, and I gained the ability to use chaotic magic to invade other people's thoughts and explore the other person's emotions and thinking.

In addition, after further training and development, my control over strength is more precise. For example, I can keep the object absolutely stable when it is lifted..."

She said, raised her palm, and a red light lifted up a test table full of instruments in the air, but the tabletop was still parallel to the ground, and all the objects placed on the table remained motionless.

“…and I can lift something much heavier than before.”

Michael nodded.

He knew all the things she said later. He has always paid attention to Wanda's current usage, power limit and development level, and of course he knows her current control status.

Michael closed his eyes, calmed down, and began to form magic seals while chanting the mantra. As the air flew through his palms, light red patterns were left, as if they were stroked by oil-colored strokes. Each pattern quietly dissipated like clouds within a few seconds after being drawn. Until the entire magic seal was completed, a faint crimson array floated in a fleeting moment.

In an instant, he felt a level opened in the dark. It was like a water pipe was opened on a blocked wall, and magic power flowed out of the water pipe and poured into his body.

This is a magic power that is completely different from the energy drawn from any plane before. It is chaotic, powerful, and varied. A light red light flashed faintly from his fingertips, like clouds and mist.

He succeeded. Although it was still very weak, and although his magic was still very low, he did succeed.

Due to her talent, it is natural for Wanda to extract the power of Chaos Magic. Whenever she wants to use magic, just one thought or one idea, and endless magic will immediately surge. But others - like Michael - want to use this power, but it is not that simple. This method is hidden in the Book of Darkness.

But considering the possible negative impact of this book on the readers' minds (even the rumors even say that even those who have read it will be eroded), Michael did not take the risk of reading it himself. And there is Wanda, who has a special talent for chaos magic, and he doesn't have to take risks himself. Wanda himself wrote down the methods recorded in the book and then taught Michael, and soon he began to master this power.

Although the chaos magic he can perform is still weak for the time being, it doesn't matter. With his comprehension speed, as long as he continues to practice for a month, it should be a good help.

"Let's start with a simpler one." Wanda hooked his fingers casually, and the crimson magic rose from the air, and raised the mug on the table a few meters away. The mug turned in the air like acrobatics, and then fell back to the table lightly.

She pulled her hand away and asked Michael to try it on her own. Michael summoned the Chaos Magic and also imitated Wanda's appearance to scoop the magic out, trying to lock the mug with his mind.

Then it turned out that it was indeed much easier to see than to do.

Wanda raised the cup from the air and moved only one finger - in fact, if it weren't for the sake of performance, she didn't even have to move her fingers, just a mug, she could lift it up as long as a thought flashed through her mind. But Michael calmed down and tried for a while, but the magic he released always overflowed from side to side disobediently, and it was hard to lock on the cup.

It took him a long time to finally control the energy to wrap the mug up... But just as the idea of ​​"raising it up" arose, the magic that had finally gathered disintegrates again.

"Puchi." Wanda laughed.

"how?"

"Ah, nothing." Wanda waved his hand, looked at him with a weird look, and said with a smile, "It's only the first time I've discovered that you can have such clumsy times... I don't know why I'm a little happy."

In fact, Michael learned at the monster level soon. He successfully summoned Chaos Magic with the first attempt according to the spell, and then he could let the magic power go out according to his own thoughts within ten minutes... But even so, he is still a beginner after all, so he is naturally "clumsy" when trying for the first time.

In my impression, Wanda never thought that this word could be associated with Michael.

She felt that the words that could be used as a label for this man seemed to be just words like "strong", "wise", "negative", and "omnipotent". Suddenly seeing his side, she felt a little happy in her heart, as if... it was a little closer to him.

"Of course I have this kind of time," Michael shook his head. "And I don't know anything as you think. It's better to say that I'm good at just a few things."

"Where is it?" said Wanda. "Whoever asks the whole base, everyone thinks the boss is an omnipotent person, and it is reassuring that whatever happens to you."

"That's just because they don't know me," Michael said, pausing, looking away thoughtfully.
Chapter completed!