For the mystics of that world, choosing Salem Town in Boston is because it is the sanctum of mystics.

This is the last place where "magic" and "gods" appeared, the final resting place of the Ancient Gods. Innumerable mystics have found information about super-ancient times here in Salem and deciphered brand new ceremonies, which have even become treasures of some schools of thought to this day.

In Boston, the relics of the Divine Era, whether it's the "Smoke Mirror" from North American mythology or the Sun God "Feathered Serpent God," are present. Many colonists preserved these relics of the Divine Era under the guise of "protection" in their museums, facilitating the study of mysticism.

It's not only the Divine Era; in the early days of the Age of Discovery, even before America was founded, the only magic event after the Divine Era occurred in Boston. It is rumored that this magic was related to an Ancient God, but all records were erased. However, with careful search, traces can still be found.

A wealth of forbidden knowledge spreads throughout this place, making Boston the second sacred site of mysticism in the world, aside from Wudu.

As such, numerous mystics disguised themselves as professors at Boston University, Harvard, and MIT, just to gain a superficial identity so they could frequently come here, hoping to get lucky and find usable ancient texts and artifacts.

For this reason, the mystical ceremony was held in Salem, Boston, involving not only the hidden mystics of Boston but also countless scholars from around the world. They are all prestigious university teachers, but at this moment, in their frenzy, all they desire is to recreate the Divine Era's magic density and lift the restrictions on forbidden magic in Boston, or more specifically, in the small town of Salem.

Commonly known as, Mysterious Resurgence.

Old Mystic Austin was among them; mystics are a group of people madly pursuing the Divine Era and magic. Their lifelong ideals are given over to magic, feeling it's worth the price of death just to witness magic.

Thus, in this environment, a highly complex mystical ceremony was laid out in Salem Town. Through the concerted efforts of numerous mystics over the years, they finally completed the arrangement.

They commenced the ceremony, intending to initiate the prelude to Mysterious Resurgence centering on Salem Town.

The bad news: they failed and did not succeed in recreating the magic density and domain of the Divine Era.

But the good news is, they successfully summoned the "Ancient God" of the Divine Era!

It was a majestic and towering tree, its root system extremely developed, able to penetrate several kilometers deep into the earth and extend even deeper into the mysterious areas that no technology or mysticism can explore.

The tree roots coiled like sick serpents, lifting the surrounding earth into a web of cracks. The thickest root burrowed into the residual mud of the nearby river, crazily absorbing energy, and its end sprouted projections resembling lizard scales.

If this were Northern Europe, they might really have thought they summoned the "World Tree," but this is Boston. All the mystics strained to connect the North American mystical culture with this tree but couldn't find any correlation.

However, it's clear this ancient tree is a super-ancient plant. Research suggests it's a tree that has lived from at least tens of thousands of years ago to the present, having fully experienced the Divine Era. The mystics even succeeded in extracting what they longed for from its branches.

Magic Power!

They were both greedy and insane, and this news has spread in the small circle of mystics, making everyone restless. The hope for Mysterious Resurgence is right in front of their eyes.

Thus, they named the ancient tree "Jera," meaning "end of the era" in the native tongue, believing they were about to usher in a new era, an era of magic, and this ancient tree signified the end of the current era.

Due to their intention to make this ancient tree a disaster that could sway the whole world, they prefixed "Gi" to "Jera," meaning "of the world."

Hence, the Divine Era Ancient Tree named "Gi Jera" has taken root in Salem Town, Boston!

...

Xue Dili: "..."

Oh no, we're done for!

The memory cuts off here, and Xue Dili even suspects that when the mystics summoned the ancient tree, they all died, and the remaining memories are just the fantasies of these mystics before their death.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or something ordained by fate, but after seeing the name "Gi Jera," Xue Dili felt that world was beyond saving.

Until waking from the dream, Xue Dili tentatively asked, "Is there any hope for that world?"

Although there was no memory after that, if it wasn't a coincidence, he thought it was over as soon as the name "Gi Jera" appeared.

[No hope, awaiting obliteration]

The World Consciousness directly responded.

Xue Dili: "..."

He knew Blue Star created parallel world's avatars just to serve as trash cans, burning them when they were full.

But with him still around, Xue Dili thought it was possible to save it, equivalent to disposing of just the trash while retaining the original trash can, rather than incinerating both together.

However, he wasn't panicking now. After experiencing the Fairy Tale World, he realized that panicking might make matters worse, considering the magnitude of the problem, panicking was useless.

Even Qijela appeared, couldn't imagine what kind of bizarre and surreal things might show up later with Xue Dili.

The previous Ancient Greece World Consciousness didn't want to explode because too much had been invested, but the later Parallel Worlds with little investment could be exploded without care.

It turns out there are benefits to Forbidden Magic too...

Xue Dili muttered as he looked at the old mystic scholar in the Consciousness Space, observing that he had stayed up all night. The originally 84 pages of A4 paper were completely organized in order and logic, and on the side, he added countless annotations filled with data, making it a comprehensive study note of the manuscript.

Seeing his frenzied state, it was likely he was still in an overwhelmingly excited mood. Xue Dili could somewhat understand his state now. After viewing some of this mystic scholar's memories, he knew these people were only physiologically "human".

But their essence and humanity had been alienated, they were madmen who would stop at nothing for magic.

They were a group of people caught between ordinary humans and mages, neither having the carefree freedom of ordinary people nor the true capabilities and wisdom of mages. They saw the possibilities and new worlds of the Magic World through a small aperture, but they were forever singing the prison song, never reaching the true use of magic.

So when he saw Xue Dili's magic, this person went completely insane. When he learned the real and effective magic through Xue Dili, even if it was just the most basic Holy Light Technique, even if it was an entirely unusable fairy tale magic draft, he felt a strong impulse that it was worth dying for.

Xue Dili now knew how to interact with such a person. This old man wasn't a bad person, but definitely not a good person either, residing in an absolutely neutral position. Perhaps for him, if mastering magic meant slaughtering innocent people, he wouldn't hesitate.

However, if the condition to learn magic was to become a saint, he would also make himself a real saint who feeds eagles with his own flesh. Everything was for magic, he was willing to do anything for magic.

Now, while watching the old man within himself, Xue Dili got up, glancing at today's schedule. His life was too relaxed now; mandatory courses were often skipped by choice, elective courses were always skipped, and sometimes entire trips were just skipped.

Because there were only a few students in the disaster medicine major, as soon as the teacher started the class, they would know whether Xue Dili was present.

Today there were quite a few classes, and just as he was about to leisurely have breakfast and then go to school, he suddenly heard the ecstatic shout of the mystic scholar in the Consciousness Space.

"I did it, I did it, I finally did it! Hee hee, hee hee hee hee hee, hahaha!!!" That uncontrollably excited voice seemed to pierce Xue Dili's eardrums, reaching directly into his mind.

Like a madman reveling in madness

Xue Dili: "..."

What could be so exciting?

Xue Dili directly went into the Consciousness Space, only to see the person sprawled over the manuscript, meticulously cross-referencing his notes with Old Watson's manuscript. Then, upon seeing Xue Dili, he excitedly said,

"Sir, I did it. I finally reconstructed one of his magics with the help of this unidentified predecessor's great manuscript!" Austin excitedly held up his result, saying.

Then in the next moment, he began to chant, mobilizing the magic power, "Hypnosis!"

Xue Dili: "..."

So it was this technique all along...

The fairy tale world's hypnosis was different from the Neon storyline's. It was literally about making someone fall asleep quickly, rather than being written as "hypnosis" but read as "spiritual control" in the Neon storyline.

The fairy tale's hypnosis was purely about sleeping, essentially tricking the other party's hippocampus into drowsiness.

But the most magical thing about this hypnosis was that the person asleep could maintain themselves for hundreds or thousands of years without eating or drinking, without metabolism, and upon waking, be in almost the same physiological state as before sleeping.

Of course, after examining the technique, he found that this amazing ability was gone now. Although it could still reduce metabolism, it was more of a technique to make others sleepy now.

A somewhat interesting little technique, Xue Dili decided to store it in his library, thinking it might be useful for lulling others to sleep at some point.

And while Fantasy Manifestation could achieve similar effects now, he certainly couldn't just conjure up some coma-inducing tea and forcibly feed it to someone, right?

"Not bad, having such a breakthrough in one day." Xue Dili said to Austin, giving his encouragement.

"No, it's all thanks to your generosity, whether it's the Holy Light Technique or this manuscript from the predecessor, they're priceless to me, your kindness is something I could never repay in a lifetime." The mystic scholar clearly knew to distinguish the big joker from the small joker, and he immediately began to say.

Xue Dili: "..."

He wasn't quite sure of this old scholar's train of thought, but looking at him, Xue Dili said, "Do you want to know how I obtained my Holy Light Magic?"

The mystic scholar paused, and then saw the extreme excitement in his eyes beneath the monocle.

So Xue Dili didn't waste any words, handed him the phone, opened Ultraman, and said, "Watch more tokusatsu films; you can learn ways to improve magic in there."

Mystic Scholar: "???"

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