Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

In terms of manifestation, magic undoubtedly has many similarities with psionic power.

However, Guilliman of course knew that the magic in He Shenyan's mouth and the psionic energy he was familiar with were two different things.

Psionic power is a power that has not yet been fully developed, and so far, human cognition of it has only divided it into five schools. This is still the classification made by the Thousand Sons before the Great Rebellion, and now a full 10,000 years have passed.

What can psykers do?

Well, there's a lot going on. Mohu's prophecy, mind reading, environmental perception, and even can predict the opponent's next thoughts in battle. Teleportation, teleportation, manipulation of time, elemental empowerment and a series of methods beyond the scope of science can all be classified as psionics.

However, powerful psykers are rare—in the final analysis, because the power comes from the warp. When psionicists use psionic powers, their souls are also exposed to the demons of the warp.

Dangerous and uncontrollable. Humans still use it because there is no other way.

They have to survive, and for that purpose, let alone a risk. Even morality and humanity can be discarded when necessary.

"Magic," Guilliman said, his voice hoarse. "What the hell is it?"

He Shenyan snapped his fingers and transformed into an armchair. The same old-fashioned velvet, tan-purple liner, and square armrest that he could tap his fingers on it to make a crisp sound.

"I appreciate your attitude, Guilliman. Some people think that magic should not be characterized, it is a complex and idealistic force. But in fact, magic can be recognized, classified, and even fully mastered. of."

The mage smiled.

"I used to say that magic is a miracle. Yes, part of it is a miracle. But I now see that it's not all."

"Let's get back to the point, His Royal Highness Regent, do you want to learn magic from me?"

It would be a lie to say no.

As a statesman, Guilliman does sometimes use the art of lying. But he couldn't lie to himself--how miserable would a man be if he were to lie to himself? However, the problem lies in another thing.

Everyone does everything for a reason, even the Emperor. So why did the Master ask this question?

After only meeting Guilliman's eyes for a moment, He Shenyan knew exactly what he was thinking, and he smiled again: "30% interest, 40% sincerity, and 100% Thirty of them want you to be my teacher."

Guilliman's expression gradually became stunned, and He Shenyan was still explaining that he did not intend to hide anything.

"I've always done what I want, no matter the cost. You should already know how the Doom of the Deep came about, and what I did when I was near the Eye of Terror. So Guilliman, I'm a rambling. I'm not going to hide that either."

"However, I am also serious in some aspects. For example, I am serious in that you are very talented in magic."

"But, how?" Guilliman couldn't help but interject. "I--"

"—You believe in imperial truth, and you want to know the whole world scientifically. You hate religions, you think they are all crazy. You think psionics are uncontrollable forces, although this does not prevent you from being devoted to spirits. Respectful to those who can.”

The fingers tapped on the armrest, and the crisp and uninterrupted tapping sounded in Guilliman's office.

"So what?" the mage asked calmly. "The thing I'm talking about is magic, Guilliman. Read it to me, magic-magic. It's not psionics as you know it or all that sorcery, sorcery, or anything like that, it's not."

"Forms of expression are only appearances,

In those worlds without science, magic is another means by which people perceive the world. I can say that magic is essentially another science. Because it also emphasizes logic, but that is a logic that requires less logic. "

The mage raised his right hand, and a little orange flame appeared on the tip of his index finger: "Fire can change into water, like this."

The scenery in front of Guilliman's eyes was like the lake for a moment, and the flames turned into a ball of water.

"Mages who are proficient in evocation believe that any element is controllable, whether it is an element created by magic or an element that exists in nature, they are all controllable. The essence is to understand and control everything with the mind. This is the underlying logic of element transformation."

"To put it more simply, you think fire can turn into water, okay, yes. You think water can turn into lightning, is this also possible?"

The smile on He Shenyan's face gradually expanded: "Of course you can."

The water polo gradually compresses and disappears. With his superhuman vision, Guilliman captured the transformation process that was deliberately slowed down by He Shenyan—he saw a purple lightning flash appear on the mage's index finger.

His breathing was stagnant.

What He Shenyan just said is to let him jump out of the original way of thinking and look at the world with a new perspective. It's hard, in fact, it's fucking rare.

No one can completely jump out of the original way of thinking, and even the Emperor may not say that he can do it, because he is also human. He will always have his likes and dislikes. Such as art and religion, such as progress and ignorance.

"It's hard," Guilliman said honestly. "I know what you mean, but I don't think I have the ability to do this."

He Shenyan bent the purple lightning bolt and wrapped it around his fingers to let it swim, feeling the numbness of the electric shock.

He said lazily: "That's fine, you can be an ordinary mage. Elemental transformation is a very deep thing, you don't need to learn this and you can do a lot of things."

He bent the fingers of his left hand: "For example, sending thousands of people from your ship to a local ship. For example, healing spells, hanging the lives of seriously wounded and dying soldiers. For example, large-scale production of food, clean medicine, and even A building rises from the ground at the touch of a finger."

Where is this normal?

Guilliman dared to swear to the Emperor, he really just read the word Emperor silently in his heart to avoid swearing. Where is this normal? Do you have a problem with the definition of ordinary?

Then, he immediately thought of another question.

"You said let me be your teacher"

Guilliman once stood up from his chair: "All ordinary mages can do these things?!"

He Shenyan nodded with a smile.