After a long while, Abel, sitting on the ground, lowered his hands from his scalp and looked at Richard. His voice became a bit hoarse as he asked, "Are you saying that the entire Ancient Wizard Civilization, and every cataclysm it went through, were all man-made?"
"It's possible. At least, I think the five spells on the scroll can explain why you couldn't prevent the catastrophe on this plane." Richard analyzed rationally, "Initially, you believed that the spells caused the plane's disaster, and that's not wrong, but it wasn't your experimental spells, it was spells secretly experimented by someone else. So no matter what you did, you couldn't affect the disaster."
"But..." Abel's facial muscles twitched, full of confusion, "But how did these five spells on the paper come about?"
"That's something you have to answer."
"Me?"
"Yes, you." Richard said, "I want to ask you, are you sure you were the first to use Autai's Brain to search for the Ultimate Spell?
