Xiao Chen closed his eyes, and in his mind, the world below was clearly visible. In the meditation world, he floated in the air, and a huge sand table appeared in front of him. As he watched, pieces of land, houses, and warriors standing in them began to take shape. They were only the size of a thumb, but they were miniature replicas of everyone he had detected in reality.
He began to picture a world in which every person and even every stone beneath him had its place, but when he finished the sand table, there were no twelve people on it.
However, Xiao Chen's sand table was not yet finished, and translucent traces like ribbons began to appear in the gaps between the houses and characters. These traces were traces of the flow of magic that Xiao Chen felt.
Although Morales used some means to change the rules, there was no fluctuation of magic. However, when the Black Guards moved, they would cause ripples of magic around them. Even if they did not cast spells, their fighting spirit and mental power still existed naturally in their bodies. As long as these forces related to magic existed, they would interact with the surrounding magic. It was like a person swimming in the water. Even if he did not splash the water hard, he would leave traces of the water being pushed away. Such traces would only last for a short time. After the magic was disturbed, it would quickly return to a calm state. Ordinary magicians cast spells through magic runes, and their mental power did not directly act on the magic. Although they could sense the magic, they could sense it very roughly, unlike Xiao Chen who could contact the magic to a meticulous degree.
During this kind of fight between saints, most people on the battlefield did not move their positions easily, so in his spiritual perception, there were some very clear ripples, which naturally came from those moving black guards.
"As long as they existed, they will leave traces. Even if we can't find the people, we can still find their location. What a good idea!" A trace of Liu Yisheng's consciousness appeared next to Xiao Chen's sand table.
At this moment, twelve tracks were drawn at the position where they were standing. Not only were they very clear, but they were also constantly extending. In other words, in front of the tracks was where they were now.
"Hmm? These cunning guys ran away in different directions. Some of them hid in the house, and some of them are about to run out of this area." Liu Yisheng shook his head slightly and said, "Hey, Morales is still as petty as before. Is this considered cheating?"
"I will catch them, and then it depends on how to make them show up." Xiao Chen said.
Liu Yisheng said: "Based on my understanding of Morales, his technique is actually a means of creating a gap in space. The person who is shielded by him will be temporarily in a gap in space, so no light, sound, or smell will be revealed.
Ordinary magicians really have no way to find these people. Even if they detect their tracks, it is useless because the entrance to the space gap is well hidden, and it follows these people's constant movement, so ordinary magicians can't find them at all.
But you are different, you have a weapon that can help you control this."
"You mean the meditation space?" Xiao Chen asked.
"Yes, when projecting the meditation space into reality, it is essentially the squeezing and penetration of one space into another space. Although your space is much inferior to the real space and the squeezing effect on the real space is very limited, it is different for Morales's space gaps. His artificially created temporary gaps are probably not much better than the meditation space you projected. If your meditation space penetrates into his space gaps, what do you think will happen?" Liu Yisheng asked.
"I think the gaps in Morales' space are like the gaps between floor tiles, and those black guards are like a few little ants hiding inside. When my space seeps into them, it's like pouring a bucket of water..."
In reality, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, and a blue light suddenly emerged from his body. The light quickly turned into the phantom of water, falling from Xiao Chen's side, forming a waterfall. After the water fell to the ground, it quickly flowed around and drowned the people below.
The sudden onset of water caused panic among the people below at first, but soon, they found that the water had no sense of touch at all, as if it were unreal. Even if someone tried to scoop it up with their hands, it seemed to touch nothing but air. Moreover, the water did not continue to rise, and when it reached people's knees, it began to gather in a few points against common sense. Soon, water balls appeared at several specific locations on the ground. Those water balls were as tall as a person, like eggs standing upright.
Then, human silhouettes began to appear among the water eggs. The silhouettes gradually became real, and finally they turned into the black guards that Morales had hidden.
The water around them was no longer an invisible and intangible thing. These people panicked and found themselves in the water. They struggled to break the water balls and fell out.
"How did he find it? Isn't Xiao Chen a great magician? How could he break the saint's moves?" Emperor Alfred, who was watching from the palace, said in shock and anger. "Also, what kind of strange magic is this? Why can't I understand it at all?"
Master Gandas on the side also frowned, "This doesn't seem to be magic, it's a bit like a warrior's domain, but not quite the same. Maybe his special skills can just restrain my teacher."
“Damn it!”
Master Gandas said: "But His Majesty doesn't seem to have found all twelve people. Only ten of them have appeared now. He just meditated there for nearly half an hour, but in the end he didn't find them..."
"That Liu Yi is alive." Emperor Alfred said.
Liu Yisheng, who had been quietly watching Xiao Chen's performance, suddenly raised a finger and drew a frame in front of him. The frame formed a plane with twinkling stars inside.
After he finished drawing one, he drew the second one on the side. Then he flicked his finger on the two frames and the two frames flew downwards in the direction of his flick and landed on two roofs respectively. When a frame quickly swept past a certain position on the roof, a black guard fell out of the frame, as if the frame was a lasso, directly trapping him out of the space gap.
Liu Yisheng looked at Morales and said, "Some people stayed a little high. It would take too much time to flood them with water. Let me help a little. Including my move, we have made three moves in total and found your people. In this way, do we win?"
"Tower of Dreams? Tower of Stars?" Morales looked at him in surprise.
Liu Yisheng nodded.
Morales sighed and said, "You won, and I didn't lose unfairly."
(To be continued)