The nightingale watched in the fog as the witches' magic changed.

In the world of black and white, it is rare to have the opportunity to see so many brilliant colors, compared to the memories of the search for the holy mountain, the magic in their bodies has increased a lot, and the continuous practice every day has also made their ability control level more and more refined. But what made the nightingales feel the most was the look on their faces.

In the Aid Society, despite Wendy's gentle encouragement and Hakara's determined actions, everyone never really slept peacefully in the days of hiding. The slightest disturbance could wake the sisters from their dreams, and the pursuit of the church and the suspicious gaze of the masses overwhelmed them, and even deep into the desperate mountains, this sense of oppression did not release much. It was unclear whether they would be able to reach the Holy Mountain and find a place to live. At that time, the atmosphere in the camp often became very low, and most of the sisters' faces were blank and numb.

Now, they don't have to go hungry or have to worry about the church's hunting, and everyone's face radiates a brighter look than ever. Seeing everyone's relaxed and natural smiles, the nightingale also felt the same in her heart. There is a holy mountain after all, but not in the wilderness, but in this border town.

At that moment, she felt a magical shock.

A purple mist began to swirl, and magic was constantly being introduced into it, like a miniature storm. But only the nightingale could see the shock, and she came back from the shock with wide eyes and held her breath, not wanting to miss any details—it was the first time she had seen the magic condense compared to Anna and Zoroa's hindsight.

At the center of the storm was none other than Lily.

She was completely immersed in the microscopic world under the microscope, not at all noticing the qualitative change in the magic in her body.

The mist grew thicker and thicker, becoming more solid as it rotated, and the contours fluctuated, no longer taking on the original vortex shape. Eventually, the magic condensed inward and gradually stopped.

Her newborn magic was neither as hard and smooth as Anna's cube nor as soft as Zoroa's. It is the size of a fist, with a round body and eight pairs of wriggling tentacles around it, four pairs facing down and four pairs facing up, making it look like a ...... at first glance Bugger.

......

Roland didn't expect that the first natural biology class would be effective, and the first evolved witch was actually Lily.

Since her previous ability was to keep food fresh, Roland didn't give her any other tasks other than daily practice, and he didn't know much about her. After listening to the nightingale's debriefing, he nodded quietly. It wasn't until the end of the course that Lily was left alone.

"What, you say my abilities have evolved?" Lily was also surprised, "I didn't see the ball you were talking about. ”

"Of course not," Roland shook his head with a smile, "the balls are thousands of times smaller than microorganisms, and even if you push the light microscope to the limit, you won't be able to see the balls that make up the matter." ”

"yes, I thought I had to understand the orb theory in order to evolve," she muttered, "I don't believe that everything in the world is made of balls, and that something as solid as rock and steel would just collapse into a puddle of loose sand if it were a bunch of balls stacked together." ”

I see, he thought, it seems that microscopic particle theory is not the only way to promote the evolution of ability, "So what did you see?"

"Well......" Lily thought for a moment, "there are several purple bugs, I think they must have been summoned by magic, and they can turn all the creatures you mentioned into the same shape." ”

"Bugs?" he was slightly stunned, "Is it as big as a microbe?"

"Almost," she nodded, "anyway, when you look at the drop of water with your eyes, it's still transparent and colorless." ”

"So...... Let's put it to the test. ”

......

Since Lily's abilities are not directly visible to the naked eye like Anna and Zoroa, it is much more difficult to test.

Roland was also taken aback when he first saw microbes arranged so neatly arranged under the microscope, and they seemed to have a collective consciousness, showing amazing synergy and consistency.

This is followed by a sub-test, including what it does, when it works, and how much the Mana Stone affects it.

The test lasted for three days, and although the little girl usually liked to lift the bar, she complained and complained, and she still meticulously carried out Roland's instructions.

Through a large number of sample comparisons, as well as discussions with Anna, he roughly figured out how Lily's new abilities worked.

Among these purple mutant swarms, it is clear that they are divided into two broad categories: mother and replicat.

The first microorganism to mutate when Lily unleashes her magic is the mother.

The properties of the matrix are similar to those of black fire, and as long as there is a supply of mana, it can always exist. The distance from the creator must not exceed five meters, otherwise it will disappear on its own. At the same time, as a summon, it is affected by the Divine Punishment Stone, and within the stone's area of effect, the mother will be instantly dispelled.

And when the mother body is present, the microorganisms around it are assimilated into replicas in a short period of time. To Roland's surprise, the clones were the "result" of their abilities, like Zoroa's coating, no longer bound by the Divine Punishment Stone. To put it simply, it is the magic mother worm created by Lily that transforms the microbes into a new kind of life, and this lifeform is real.

The copied microorganisms have the assimilation properties of the parent and actively attack other microorganisms, but the test results puzzled Roland - the assimilation process does not seem to continue endlessly, and in some samples, the same amount of aqueous solution of the replica is dripped in, some of the microorganisms are all transformed, and some can also see the coexistence of the replicator and the unmutated microorganism.

In the absence of more sophisticated observation instruments, this part is obviously a matter of guesswork.

After discussing it with Anna, Roland came up with a preliminary idea that the number of assimilations of the clones was related to their size.

Lily's abilities apparently do not distinguish between the types of microorganisms, so the large number of replicas created by the parent includes viruses and bacteria that cannot be observed, as well as protists and single-celled algae that can be seen with a microscope. The ontology of these clones determines its ability to assimilate, and the larger the ontology, the more assimilations will be made after being transformed into clones.

In addition, the clones cannot continue to live in the form of division and reproduction, and when the number of assimilations is exhausted, the last batch of clones can only survive for about a day. Boiling water also kills most replicas - as new life, they are not much different from other microorganisms.

Interestingly, though, when there is a matrix nearby, these clones will gather around the matrix like a swarm and form a neat queue, like soldiers waiting for orders.

Limited by the means of observation, Lily's new abilities still have many unclear points, such as whether the mother and the replicator can have a variety of effects on life like bacteria and viruses, or can be used in chemical and food production instead of various fungi? Unfortunately, the little girl is currently completely confused about these concepts, let alone instruct them to complete the corresponding instructions.

Even so, replicators have shown great potential in the medical field. Even if nothing is done, just assimilating all the deadly bacteria or viruses can have a rapid anti-inflammatory and bactericidal effect - this unreasonable drug clearly paves the way for the development of medicine in the territory. (To be continued.) )