The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

"The language of magic is as old as human civilization."

"The ancient mages called this language 'spell', but if you think about it in modern thinking, it can also be understood as 'program'."

"It is the source code that shapes reality. We draw energy from other dimensions in the multiverse and use 'spells' to fix it into shape. This process is called 'spelling', conjuring shields and weapons, or creating.

....magic!"

With a gentle push from Gu Yi's hands, the orange magic circle engraved in the air roared and trembled like a starting machine.

The orange-yellow magic power weaves the magic circle, which is a perfect geometric pattern that is connected with each other and seems to contain the mystery of the world, deeply attracting Strange's mind.

He had never seen such a beautiful pattern, and deep in his heart, there was an impatient desire.

In the dark, there is a voice whispering.

This is the original appearance of the world, which cannot be explained by science. It is a world full of unknowns and dangers.

It was not until the orange light emitted by the magic circle gradually disappeared that Strange slowly came back to his senses. There was still a trace of reluctance in his eyes, as if he wanted to go deeper and pry into the mystery behind the magic circle.

When he looked at this seemingly young, bald female mage, Strange already felt respect in his heart.

After all, when we first met yesterday, he was severely punished.

First, the soul was slapped out of the body, and then there was a "one-day trip to the multiverse".

He could never forget the scenes he saw.

It's impossible to describe it in words. It's a multiverse full of danger, beauty, unknown, and weirdness. If he hadn't had a stronger mentality, he might have gone crazy long ago.

Then, he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and shouted, "Master, teach me."

Looking back now...it was so embarrassing!

Strange's face was a little heated, but he quickly put it aside and said with expectation: "But, Ancient Master, how can I use magic to cast spells like you? After all, my hands...

..."

Slowly raising his damaged hands, the trembling palms showed the worry in his heart.

"How do I get to where you are?" Strange asked.

"Then how do you connect the broken nerves and repair the human spine section by section?" Gu Yi did not answer his question directly, but asked a seemingly unrelated question.

Strange thought about it for a moment and replied sincerely: "Years of study and contact."

Gu Yi smiled and did not continue talking.

"I understand what you mean."

Strange was very smart and immediately understood what Gu Yi meant and said: "I will start from the most basic ones."

After saying that, Strange stood up slowly and prepared to go to the library to look for some basic knowledge.

"Wait, Strange."

Gu Yi suddenly spoke and called him.

"Master Gu Yi, is there anything else?" Strange turned around and looked at Gu Yi doubtfully.

Gu Qi stood up and turned his back to him, with his hands behind his back, and said: "If you have time, remember to go to rooms 0-5 and learn as much as possible from that person, it will be helpful to you.

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"Room 0-5...is that the person from yesterday?" Strange suddenly remembered that he was sitting opposite Gu Yi yesterday, a mysterious guy who seemed to be shrouded in fog.

"Well, you must cherish this opportunity."

Ancient One turned around slowly, saw through Strange's uneasiness, and said with a smile: "By the way, I would like to remind you that his temper is not as good as mine. Remember to be respectful when you go."

"Oh, I remember, Master Gu Yi."

Strange scratched his head and walked out of the room confused.

Although it is not clear why Gu Yi let him pass, it probably won't harm him. Besides, it is always good to learn more things, especially what he needs most now is to supplement knowledge in various aspects.

The following days reminded Strange of the time when he was still in school.

He had no understanding of the profound knowledge of magic, so he could only start from the very basics, including many ancient texts. He was like a shriveled sponge, absorbing all kinds of knowledge crazily.

Gu Yao

The days of studying were boring, but Strange didn't feel bored. Compared to the tons of medical books he memorized when he was a student, he was now as comfortable as a duck in water with this level of learning.

It is worth mentioning that Strange's progress is quite rapid.

In just a few weeks, he had learned four spells: 'Teleportation', 'Astral Projection', 'Seven Rings of Raggador', and 'Cytorak's Crimson Belt'.

Rao is the former Casillas, but he is not as talented as him.

And all this was seen by Modu, who often showed a worried look on his face, fearing that Strange would embark on that forbidden road.

Strange studied spells during the day and used astral projection at night to separate his soul from his body and continue reading.

But soon, he discovered the fact that no mage's teachings could answer the doubts in his heart.

Therefore, Strange set his sights on the library.

There are treasured documents and books from masters of all ages stored there, but many of them require the permission of the administrator king. Although people like him who have just joined Kama Taj can borrow most of the books, there are a small number of precious books that cannot be borrowed.

Borrow.

For a person with strong curiosity, not being able to pry into the truth is painful.

It is obvious that Strange is such a person.

Fortunately, he came up with a clever idea, and used the MP3 containing Beyoncé's songs to 'bribe' the librarian Wang, and use the portal to secretly take away certain books while he was immersed in the song.

As long as you can return it on time, nothing will happen.

At least Strange thought so, so he just did what he said and raised his finger to draw the portal.

The orange portal opened. With quick eyes and quick hands, he grabbed a book and quickly closed the portal.

"Sure enough, I was not found!"

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement. Strange squeezed the book in his hand, secretly excited, his plan was successful.

But one book is not enough, he needs more books.

"I'm sorry, Wang, I'll give you other people's songs next time." Strange apologized in his heart, and without any ambiguity in his movements, he opened the portal and took out a book, then closed the portal.

Repeating the above steps, he quickly took away four or five books.

"Well, that's almost enough."

Strange looked at the thick stack of books and was satisfied and planned to stop.

In the state of astral projection, his memory will increase exponentially, so basically so many books are only enough to read for one night.

With time in mind, Strange did not hesitate, projected his soul, and picked up a book with a black cover.

This book is quite old. The cover is made of two pieces of unknown black metal. There is no text on them and they are all decayed. The sheepskin used for the pages has a dark yellow color. When you open it, the words inside are made of ancient materials.

Written in Greek.

Fortunately, he had studied ancient Greek writing, so there was no problem in reading it.

"The Book of Eod...?"

Strange looked at the black text on the first page and subconsciously read it out.

However, the next second.

A hand suddenly stretched out from behind and closed the page of the book heavily.

"Kid, this is not something you can see."

A cold and biting voice came from Strange's back, scaring him so much that his heart almost stopped.

Following the sound, he turned his head and looked back. It was the mysterious man sitting opposite Gu Yi that day, his whole body shrouded in mist.

"This book...where did you get it?"

Lord's eyes were extremely cold, like sharp knives.

"Picture...library..."

Strange swallowed and replied subconsciously.