Fate/Magus Path

82 Saint Quartz

"Fervor, mei sanguis."

With a low whisper, the vast magical energy surged. From the edge, both Reines and Waver could vaguely see a flash of silver light flickering in the air.

It was a silver sword.

Its blade appeared fluid, with silvery-white essence flowing continuously over its surface.

As the magus's fingers slightly twisted, the silver light glimmered even brighter.

On Roy's arm and around his eye sockets, bright white patterns emerged simultaneously. A strong flow of magical energy continuously coursed through his body, guided by him.

Before long, they saw the remaining essence in the box start to flow violently, then suddenly surge all at once. Under the young man's control, the drawn-out liquid began to entwine and condense in midair, quickly forming into hundreds of still-flowing steel blades, whipping up a violent storm.

In an instant, the whirling silver blades easily cut the surrounding magical rocks into fragments.

The shimmering streaks of light were too numerous to count. All that could be seen was dust and gravel flying in the air before finally settling over the nearby bushes and grass.

"Scatter it, my blood."

The young man exhaled slightly before slowly lowering his fingers, using magical energy to retrieve the fluid mercury blades back into their designated container.

He flexed his fingers, concentrating on controlling the strong magical energy coursing through his magic circuits, his expression remaining calm.

The shattered rocks around him, effortlessly sliced by the mercury blades, didn't stir much emotion in Roy's heart. To him, it all seemed natural, nothing worth being proud of.

Using several times the magical energy of other magus, if he couldn't achieve this level of control, he wouldn't be qualified to continue practicing magecraft.

However, through this brief practice, he did realize, as Shiki had said, that his soul possessed innate compatibility, allowing him to easily master new magecraft.

No matter how conflicting or contradictory the magecraft properties were, even theoretically incompatible magecraft, he could master it, completely defying modern magical conventions.

It was like learning skills in a game. As long as he obtained a skill book, he could learn it, without encountering the compatibility issues between magecraft and personal traits or origins that other magus faced.

The same applied to mystic codes. Once he understood their operational principles and the corresponding magecraft needed, he could quickly comprehend and use them.

As for controlling Volumen Hydrargyrum, the difficulty other magus faced, it posed no challenge for him.

While other magus had to carefully conserve their magical energy and allocate it precisely during rituals, his vast reservoir of magical energy, like an ocean, was practically inexhaustible, allowing him to use it recklessly.

The core of the Third Magic, like a perpetual motion machine, continuously provided him with magical energy. So when he controlled the transformations and movements of Volumen Hydrargyrum, the magical energy flowed like rain, in stark contrast to the careful and precise control Reines demonstrated during her presentation.

Even for Kayneth, the creator of Volumen Hydrargyrum, controlling all of it with such precision wasn't an easy task.

"Ah..."

As for Waver and Reines, who were watching Roy perform magecraft from the sidelines, they were already scared stiff by the silver blades filling the sky.