章節 259: Chapter 259: Mastery of Magic
"This is the power of nature, the magic elements? This is too basic."
York displayed a subtle smile, listing the powers or forces represented by each color based on the information in his mind: "Wind, fire, water, earth, lightning, light, darkness..."
In his previous life, these elemental names were well-known as basic elements.
But the past is the past.
After consulting the remaining documents, combining his knowledge and understanding from his past and present life, magic can be roughly divided into two categories: white magic and black magic.
It depends on the nature of one's spiritual power. If the spiritual power is white, then the magic cast can be classified as white magic. If the spiritual power is dark, then it is black magic.
"My spiritual power is the pure holy force, so it can be classified as white magic..."
York's smile became even brighter.
The magic he had longed for now seemed to have opened its doors to him, allowing him to act as he pleased.
He didn't know how the magicians of this parallel world were, or what had happened, but even the strong church could only find bits and pieces of information, as if a thread had been cut, just like the dinosaurs of his previous life, which had gone extinct without much trace.
But now, he still had the chance to control magic that belonged only to him.
As is well known, there are five methods of casting magic.
The first is through magic spells, where the caster uses power-imbued words to achieve the release of magic.
The second involves talismans or catalysts, where the caster uses these to cast magic.
The third is gestures, where the caster uses body language to guide their spiritual power and thus release magic.
The fourth is magic circles, where the caster can use a combination of various objects to form a magic circle, leveraging its power to cast magic.
The fifth is free manipulation, where the caster doesn't need to rely on the above methods to directly cast magic.
Among these, the three spells he learned could be considered the first type, essentially a modification of witchcraft, turning them into converters.
Now that he had seen the magic elements, he should belong to the fifth type, free manipulation, using the colorful magic elements before him.
"Although I don't know the magic spells, it seems I can control these elements through my spiritual power to combine them, and then add magical power to cast magic."
York thought about trying to connect with the red magic element with his spiritual power but then gave up, considering that the church was not a suitable place for experiments.
"No rush..."
York controlled his desire to experiment, closing his eyes to savor the changes in his body and strength.
If breaking the two hundred value in magic power brought the ability to see magic elements and the potential to cast magic,
Then preparing to break the two hundred value in life vitality now showed him some signs of regeneration.
This ability, compared to others, was more valued by him.
Because regeneration means he has the potential for immortality.
Whether it's any organ loss, whether his eyes are gouged out, or his hand is cut off, he could regenerate anew with this ability...
"How powerful."
York felt somewhat emotional and a bit lost in thought.
"No wonder breaking two thousand value made me feel everything was under control. Just breaking two hundred has already been like this, what would breaking two thousand look like..."
York reopened his eyes, staring at the image of Jesus in front of him, subconsciously licking his dry lips.
He looked forward to that day.
...
"Father, the big clean-up in the backyard is done."
Robert came over to report, meaning Frank could be freed from his ordeal.
"Is that so."
York glanced at Frank, who dared not come closer, and the two children beside him.
Robert nodded.
"Then let him go."
As Robert prepared to leave, York thought for a moment and stopped him: "Tell those two children, if they still lack supplies for the winter, they can come and receive the church's winter assistance."
"Alright, Father."
Robert, having received the order, left briskly. He talked with Frank about something, but the two children beside him seemed very excited, glancing over here from time to time.
York remained indifferent, simply turning to continue his duties as a priest.
These aids were what the church was supposed to do.
Before the coldest moment arrived, Eileen had collected a large amount of clothing, blankets, quilts, and other items through the donations of the faithful, preparing to provide them to those in need.
These items could help the poor stay warm during the cold winter.
However, this was still not enough. The Pluto Church would also use some of the donations to organize food banks or food distribution events, providing food packages or hot meals to those in need.
Moreover, in conjunction with Ms. Camille's shelter, they offered shelters or accommodations to provide a safe and warm place for homeless families to spend the night.
This was considered a common act of kindness, but it could make these people start from the name of the Pluto Church, thus strengthening their faith in God or making their faith firmer.
Giving always has its returns.
"Father York, Sarah and I might really be at the end."
York looked at the old believer, Midin, before him, recalling his information.
The man's marriage was not very happy. According to his description, he and his wife argued every day, and there was no end to their quarrels. They had long been sleeping in separate beds, and this cold war had lasted a long time.
"Midin, have you considered seeking help from a relationship psychologist or marriage counselor?"
York's tone was as gentle as could be for a truly trusting believer, looking at Midin, who was hesitant.
"I think you still have some feelings for each other; otherwise, you wouldn't have been arguing until now without getting a divorce."
"This..." Midin hesitated. "Father, do you think we should see someone?"
"Of course."
York smiled gently. "If you want to reconcile, why not give it a try? As far as I know, these experts will help you identify your problems, not assign blame."
Midin pursed his lips, showing a complex expression.
"Father York, I can try, but I'm afraid Sarah won't agree."
"Fear is fear," York smiled. "But if you want to reconcile, you have to try, right? Even if Sarah disagrees, keep insisting. Let her see your efforts, and maybe she'll agree.
Even if Sarah still doesn't agree in the end, you'll have no regrets..."
With these words, Midin seemed relieved, his eyes showing a sense of liberation.
"I understand, thank you, Father. I will take action and let Sarah see my efforts. Even if she refuses, I'll accept it."
"Very well, I will pray for you. If you feel troubled, persist, and you can find inner peace and tranquility through reading scriptures or participating in church activities."
Midin took a deep breath and smiled. "I will, Father."
"God will always bless you and your family. If you need any help, please contact me anytime."
...
After sending away another old believer and resolving his problem from a priest's perspective, York looked at the time approaching evening. With not much left to do in the church, he prepared to experiment with his newly acquired abilities in the backyard.
Eileen was nowhere to be seen
; she had already taken John Wick and some believers straight to the food bank, preparing for the winter charity activities.
Because of this, the tasks that were originally his now fell to Eileen, making him feel relieved.
"According to common knowledge, this blazing red magic element seems to be the fire element."
York went to the spacious open space, his magical eyes fixed on the floating red magic element before him, and began to tentatively connect with his spirit, trying to combine them.
No one taught him how to combine or cast magic, so he could only try to form his own magic based on his current vast knowledge.
After a while.
Bang!!!
Bang!!!
Suddenly, the explosion and noise attracted the attention of all the believers in the church.
Bang!!!
A believer came over to inquire and was sent away by York with a few excuses.
York was also made a mess by the experiment, but his messiness was filled with suppressed excitement.
"Based on the previous experiment, fire and water seem to turn into steam, just delivering magical power to the fire element seems to cause a violent steam explosion."
York suppressed his excitement, wiped the black soot off his face, and his spiritual power surged out from within him, directly connecting two fire elements with one water element.
According to his understanding, a steam explosion refers to the phenomenon where excessive steam accumulates in a closed container, causing the pressure to exceed the container's capacity, leading to an explosive release.
"And the water element represents the closed container, constantly burning fire elements inside, creating steam..."
In York's eyes, two fire elements were contained within the body of the water element, and the moment the fire elements were surrounded by the water element, they released a significant energy fluctuation.
York could see the water element beginning to distort, seemingly unable to suppress the energy within anymore.
"Then, 0.5 magical power to amplify the force."
Watching the generation of some force fluctuation in the void, York delivered his magical power into it and then waved his hand.
Using his spirit to control this group of elements about to explode, he instantly sent it to a height of one hundred meters above the ground with the help of the three-dimensional diagram.
At the same time, he released his control over the spiritual power, and the next second, a roar only he could hear echoed in the sky.
The element combination ball that emitted power fluctuations exploded instantly without his control over the spiritual power, filling the air with a hot breath and the smell of burning.
"What should I name this magic,"
Feeling his strength increase again, York smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to catch the water vapor falling from the steam explosion.
"This is my own magic, keep it simple, just call it Steam Explosion Magic."
Accidentally researching a very unconventional magic, York looked at the magic elements before him with ease.
These magic elements were so magical that various combinations could create different effects.
And yet, they were simple enough to make him feel embarrassed.
Because he casually thought of a steam explosion, confirmed that fire and water could cause a steam explosion, and immediately succeeded.
Apart from the steam explosion, he also successfully experimented with several different magics.
Combining the white light element with the red fire element, he could release a high-temperature fireball of light.
According to his experience, this fireball could burn enemies and cause continuous damage.
He named it Solar Flare.
Also, the combination of fire and fire completed his conception.
That is, a real fireball, with high temperature from inside out, capable of causing a huge explosion or burning.
He named it Fireball Technique.
Originally, he wanted to use the Fireball Technique to bombard demons or someone, and finally, at this moment, it was realized.
Apart from the mentioned magics, the combination of earth and fire caused the ground to shake, making rocks explode and spray towards enemies, which he named Rock Explosion Technique.
Combining wind elements with light elements formed a high-speed rotating storm of light, capable of quickly moving or cutting objects, which he named Storm of Light Technique.
And so on, with infinite possibilities.
As long as he continued experimenting, new magic would appear, with the power determined by the amount of magical power delivered.
York smiled, waved to disperse the combination of elements before him, feeling completely content.
At this moment, he really wanted to pick a fight with a demon or someone.
This instant, the idea of summoning demons again surfaced in his mind.
"I can try now, with enough strength to protect myself..."
Remembering the knowledge from the Book of Death and the Book of Libo, along with some knowledge about demons from the church, York's face turned a bit flushed.
But just as he was getting excited, he suddenly noticed through the three-dimensional diagram that Eileen and John Wick had returned.
At the same time, some believers had hurriedly surrounded the newly returned Eileen, pointing at the backyard and saying something, with an obvious tattling tone.
In the believers' tattling, York could clearly see Eileen's increasingly bewildered expression.
"This is a bit awkward."
York looked at the messy backyard, his mouth twitching.
"Did I get a bit carried away?"
Seeing Eileen calming the believers and walking towards him, York decisively used all his power.
Using magical power to amplify his telekinesis, he flattened the upturned soil and collected all the remaining trash, trying his best to restore the original appearance.
Unfortunately, by the time Eileen came over, he still couldn't restore everything to its original state, after all, he wasn't the kind of being who could instantly return to a previous point in time or instantly restore everything to its original state.
That involved time and space.
"Father, what are you doing? Someone said you were doing something very dangerous..."
Eileen, looking at the backyard, which seemed quite different from before, turned to the somewhat awkward priest.
"Please be careful."
The young nun's delicate face carried a sense of calm.
"Cough."
York couldn't help but cough, pointing forward with a very natural tone:
"Eileen, Halloween is coming, why don't we renovate a bit?"
"I can try, my current strength is enough to defend myself ..."
Thinking about the knowledge inside the Book of Death and the Book of Ripple, plus the Church's knowledge about demons, a flush appeared on Yorkshire's face.
But at this time, before he could have any excess excitement, through the diorama Yorks suddenly realized that Erin and John Wick had returned.
At the same time some believers have hurriedly surrounded the just returned Erin, pointing to the backyard pointing and saying something, the feeling of complaint overflowing.
In the midst of the believers' denunciation, Yorks could clearly see Irene's gradually dumbfounded expression.
"This is getting a little awkward."
The corner of Yorkshire's mouth tugged as he looked at the messy backyard in front of him.
"Seems a little on the nose?"
Seeing that Erin had soothed the believers on her own and was walking towards him, Yorks directly and decisively used his full power.
Using magic power to increase the power of his mind, he stepped on the overturned earth to flatten it out, and at the same time, he also collected all the remaining garbage together, and did his best to try to restore the original appearance.
It was a pity that by the time Erin came over, he still couldn't restore everything to its original state, after all, he wasn't the kind of power that could instantly return to the original point in time or restore everything to its original state instantly.
That involved time and space.
"Father, what are you doing? Someone said you are doing something very dangerous ..."
Erin looked at the backyard, which didn't seem quite the same as it had been before, sky-rocketed, and looked to the somewhat embarrassed priest and spoke.
"Please be safe."
The young nun's face that was so clear to the point of being calm carried a sense of calmness.
"Ahem."
Yorkshire couldn't help but give a dry cough, reached out and pointed ahead, and said in a very natural tone:
"Erin, it's almost Halloween, why don't we renovate?"
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