This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees-Chapter 2001 - 579 Seven Saint Alliance Advanced

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"Extraordinary Wisdom?"

A rare hint of approval flashed in Isabelle’s eyes.

Matthew nodded:

"But I’ve only learned a little bit."

"Moreover, in such an environment, I can’t cast spells smoothly."

The closer to the Exile Twin Towers.

The ether environment becomes more harsh and oppressive.

This is completely different from the magic prohibition barrier.

The usual anti-magic barriers use various means to drain the ether from a specific area, artificially creating an anti-magic zone.

Spellcasters walking within it only feel helpless, powerless, and anxious.

But the ceremonial field near the Twin Towers is different.

Walking here.

Matthew feels a constant suffocating pressure like Mount Tai on him.

As if there is truly a mountain pressing down on all ether.

It could collapse at any time!

He reckons that he can only cast a Mage’s Hand now.

Luckily, abilities-based spells can still be used.

This is also the most advantageous feature of the Soria line of spells.

"Because I originally only exhibited one aspect of a spell."

Isabelle said casually:

"The remaining part is about how to restore it to its original state."

Matthew guessed:

"Dimensional correction?"

Isabelle smiled slightly:

"Correct."

"Rarely do you see through the essence of this spell."

"It is not true dimensional reduction of the target, but merely a shift in visual and material dimensions."

"During spellcasting, we hide the shifted part of the object in nearby derivative dimensional space, which is one of the countless small layers that make up the material world, usually overlooked."

"In a sense, this is a combination of ’Banishment Spell’ and ’Deception and Illusion.’"

"Back then, gold coins used similar techniques on the fleet of the Undead Prince, but the power level was higher than the trick I just used."

As she spoke.

Her right hand struck forcefully again—

"Pa!"

A crisp sound.

The Great Fairy Coco returned to her normal state from the paper form.

Matthew blinked.

Extraordinary Wisdom recorded the entire spellcasting process of Isabelle.

Even though he can’t smoothly mimic it now.

But he has grasped the core content of this spell.

This genius way of learning spells fascinates Matthew.

He hoped Isabelle would show a few more tricks for him to learn.

Unfortunately, she seemed to lose interest in continuing to teach him, and instead casually chatted as she continued to watch the enormous wind field ahead:

"Only calamity grade beings can truly master spells that lower dimensions of a group of beings or a space."

"Yin is one."

"Then there’s the alternative path of Platinum Shield of Capital."

"He can theoretically achieve this too."

Matthew asked thoughtfully:

"Theoretically?"

"Because in reality, Platinum Shield of Capital can’t acquire enough gold."

Isabelle smiled faintly:

"In the Multiverse where Aindor resides, the quantity of gold is limited."

"Platinum Shield of Capital can’t occupy all."

"Once he does, gold loses its value; this is the most fatal flaw of ’wealth spells’ and also the key reason Soria secretly transitioned to the Enchantment Domain..."

"In the later stage, Platinum Shield of Capital realized this issue, so he left behind gold coins and completed transcendence through more unconventional means."

"He indeed counts as one of the smartest spellcasters native to Aindor."

"But ultimately, he is still not as good as Yin."

Her face displayed more reminiscence and slight sadness.

Matthew remained silent.

It was evident.

Isabelle still harbors a deep obsession with the Calamity Mage.

Perhaps this time, abandoning everything to head to the so-called Original Universe, she might also be hoping to encounter the Calamity Mage?

So powerful that even Isabelle is so enthralled.

Just how strong is the Calamity Mage...

Matthew couldn’t help but deeply ponder.

At this moment.

The wind field ahead suddenly changed again—

More Huang Chen and green grass were madly ramped up.

From inside the tower came the more hysterical roar of the Wind Demon Dragon.

However, accompanying this process.

Matthew noticed that the walls of some wind barriers became slightly weaker.

Vaguely.

He saw again the raised giant platform atop the high tower.

On the platform at this moment lay a gigantic demon dragon.

The demon dragon was glaring in the direction of Matthew and others.

At the feet of the demon dragon stood a child of seven or eight years old.

But the child was wearing a tattered mage robe, eyes filled with malevolence and evil, giving a feeling—

Even if you glanced at him.

Your body would passively be injected with extremely dreadful negative energy!

"Dickens and the Wind Demon Dragon have perceived our presence."

Isabelle said calmly:

"Actually, he had sensed your arrival long ago, otherwise he wouldn’t have greeted it in advance."

"He did all this to adjust his state to the best, thereby facing your challenge."

My challenge?

Matthew frowned.

It seems that once accepting the Legendary Advancement task of the fairies, the enemy would also have a sense.

This is not really surprising.

It’s quite prevalent in legendary advancements.

"But they don’t seem to care much about me."

Matthew asked curiously:

"Was it you personally who locked Dickens and Dania here back then?"

Isabelle replied:

"Whether personally or not doesn’t matter; what matters is I represented the Alliance, and the Alliance represented me."

"They were imprisoned here by the Alliance, and the resentment accumulated in their hearts can no longer be dissolved through normal means."