Lena's first thought is the souls of those fallen mages. If their fall is not simply death, but quantization like Phyllis's, then these powerful legendary mages can maintain their existence through self observation, but they can't be detected by various detection devices. Moreover, because of their energy maintenance, these legendary mages can't leave It's too far.

But soon, Lena realized another problem. First of all, the legendary mages in the ancient magic empire are not much stronger than Mr. bragus and others. Even because of the change in the way of magic research, Mr. bragus and other modern mages receive more feedback from the world. Their strength should be stronger than that of the ancient mages.

Therefore, if legendary mages really become quantum ghosts after their fall, their interference in magic should not be stronger than before, let alone create such a realm of death.

Then, it can only be the things outside the mage.

Lena walked on, toward the twisted tower.

He thought of Macroelectronics and macroworld.

Maybe there is a macro world that noticed the trace of the legendary mage's fall and observed it continuously, which led to the emergence of the dead realm.

In Reiner's mind, this huge pit is like a bacterial culture dish, and the dead area is the sterile area caused by the death of certain bacteria. In the macro world, a researcher in a white coat is observing the culture dish from time to time with a microscope.

Everything in this world, for the researcher, is nothing but dust, but even so, his existence also affected Lena here.

Shaking his head, Lena dispelled this idea. Although it is a macro and micro difference, admitting such a thing is tantamount to admitting the existence of the so-called "God". Lena does not want to extend the problem to theology. He wants to solve it within the scope of current cognition.

Without magic, Lena could feel everything around him, and the cold wind blew across his cheek, bringing up the corner of his clothes.

There's a smell of ice and snow in the air. It's the freezing wind in the Arctic.

Lena pulled his clothes. He was ready and put on a thick coat to resist the cold.

Heleisen was not surprised. Maybe the alchemist's tolerance to cold and heat is much higher than that of human beings.

There was nothing but the north wind around him. Lena simply came under the tower. At this time, he found that the tower was much bigger than he thought.

At the edge of the pit, Lena thought that the twisted mage tower had only three or four floors, but when he came to the bottom of the tower, Lena noticed that the tower should actually have ten floors and cover a large area.

"Heleisen, is the tower you saw so big?"

Lena did not let go of this unnatural point, then asked.

"No, according to heleisen's calculation, the height of the mage tower increased tenfold as we approached."

Heleisen replied calmly, confirming Lena's conjecture.

"Sure enough, this is not a simple visual deviation."

Lena took up his pen and drew a simple sketch on his notebook, marking the location of the pit and the mage tower. After a simple calculation, he found that there was something wrong with it.

To be exact, the height of the mage tower seen from the edge of the pit is not normal. If calculated according to the actual and visual height, the distance between the mage tower and the edge of the pit should be at least three times longer than it is now.

In the past, Lena might have thought it was some special illusion magic, but in the dead realm, any magic can't work. If according to Lena's calculation, the distance between the mage tower and the edge of the pit is longer, it means that the distance between them is actually so long.

"Distortion of time and space?"

Lena soon had a new idea.

If the dead space is actually a strong distortion of time and space, then the deflection of light can be explained.

Thinking of this, Lena couldn't help recalling the time and distance he had come before. After careful calculation, he found that he had indeed walked more than he had originally expected.

Due to the invariable scenery around him and the fact that Lena is thinking about the secret of the dead zone, he didn't notice how long he had walked when he walked. But now, after careful consideration, he will find that he has walked a long distance.

"Is space-time distorted because there are massive objects here?"

Lena thought that if the mage tower is a massive object, distorting the surrounding space-time, then Lena's perception time should also slow down. To be exact, he can't calculate the distance of the mage tower under the existing cognition.

"It's just that the pure space is distorted?"

Lena looked back and saw that the edge of the pit was still visible, but in his consciousness, the flat road had been twisted into a deep labyrinth.

"It seems that the answer can only be found in the wizard tower."Lainer said that the entrance of the mage tower is empty without any prohibition. Maybe the traps of legendary mages in the past were enough to block an entire army, but even the most exquisite mechanism in the dead zone has lost its function.

When he walked into the hall, everything was distorted, but the distortion did not destroy the original things in the mage's tower. All the tables, chairs, bookshelves and vases were in a disorderly state of distortion, but formed a strange sense of coordination with the surrounding.

As if the whole space has been distorted, these strange things are not strange.

Only Lena and Horace are out of place.

"The scene here is a little strange."

Lena reached out and touched the vase on the table. The table was obviously tilted to more than 90 degrees, but the vase did not fall down as if it had stuck to the table.

He gently picked up the vase that seemed to be half melted. At the moment when the vase left the table, he felt the subtle change of gravity. The vase, which seemed not to be attracted by gravity, suddenly gained weight and became extremely heavy.

Lena put the vase back on the table. At the moment of contact, the vase became extremely light again and firmly stuck to the surface of the wooden table.

"It's strange."

Lena frowned, went on, experimented with moving a few things, and found that all the objects maintained a strange state of distortion, which would disappear as they left the contact surface, and recover as they returned to their original position.

Ten stories in a row, Lena found that the whole tower was like this, but he didn't find the secret that Lord hornheim said.

Just as he gazed at the original vase and thought hard, a light came into Lena's mind.

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