The atmosphere in the live broadcast room was almost frozen. After experiencing the ups and downs of this blockbuster, people really didn't know what to say for a while.
The two guests and the commentator were even more embarrassed. After all, it involved both the Super Competitive League and the military, and the two seemed to be on opposite sides. The three of them could only cautiously chat about the weather, and they had to pretend to be very interesting.
The appearance is really unbearable to look at.
Fortunately, no one cared about them at this time. Everyone was doing the same thing and forwarding it.
Since the last time the government intervened in the control, the alliance has not yet regained jurisdiction over the community, so the community is still in a stage of wild growth. The number of related posts in the community is rising linearly, and the number of views on hot posts has quickly increased from
Tens of thousands rose to hundreds of thousands.
If you can check the detection data in the background, you can see that keywords including ‘Dawn Star Incident’, ‘El Paxin’, ‘Continental League’ and ‘Genius Alchemist’ are reoccurring with high frequency.
But the one who really came from behind
But it’s another word: Covenant Mountain.
In the forest, a pair of calm eyes were reflecting the cloud shadows and skylight, looking attentively at every word on the light screen, and these words were reflected in the silver eyes, shining slightly.
Miya shook her ears, then gently closed the light leaf, walked over and pulled out the crystal dagger inserted into the tree trunk. On the translucent blade, green blood was dripping down.
A trace of sadness flashed in her eyes. She didn't know whether Fang's choice was right or whether her resignation attitude was too indifferent, but once she chose such a path.
It is doomed to never look back.
Maybe the little guy hasn't understood this yet.
She looked at her communication crystal again, hesitated for a moment, and finally picked it up.
After a while, she turned off the communication again
Then he looked to the side.
"noob."
"Xiaobai, what are you doing?"
"It's nothing." Bai Hua looked at his sister warily.
"You're looking at the community, right?"
"Does this have anything to do with you?"
"Why are you so guilty?"
"Crazy," Bai Hua glanced at her: "Also, my name is not Xiaobai."
The live broadcast also attracted more and more people to stop and watch in El Paxin.
A young man from a lumber camp near Dolifen stopped with his companions. He raised his head and looked at the projection in the sky. When he saw the familiar face above, he couldn't help but lightly clenched his fist.
"Chris, why don't you leave? The apprenticeship examination is about to begin."
The young man turned back and nodded: "Come right away."
But he couldn't help but recall everything that happened that day.
Mr. Ed went to the South, and the others should be there too, right?
He just didn't know if the Lord Protector was also there. He had heard that he had left Elpaxin before, but he asked Lord Arquette, and the other party was evasive about it.
Are you still searching for the truth about Dolifen?
He thought silently.
Chris took one last look at the scene on the screen, then turned around and headed in the direction of the Craftsmen's Association.
Behind him, the citizens there were more aggrieved that the Super Athletic Union and the Prime Minister were actually embarrassing the hero of El Paxin? The spectators who had witnessed Fang turning the tide in the Continental League that day became his most determined supporters at this moment.
supporter.
“Go to City Hall and protest!”
I don't know who shouted.
The crowd responded immediately:
"The prime minister's party is simply confusing the public!"
"Don't they know who saved Corin Ithurion's face at El Pasin?"
"It doesn't make sense."
The group of people marched towards the city hall.
And in Fenris Island.
Hu Di was looking at Miss Spoon, who was standing on a rock not far away. He turned around, and Shisi said to him a little worriedly: "Hu Di, is Mr. Ed in danger?"
Hu Di looked at the situation in the projection crystal and shook his head gently: "Don't worry, there is nothing that can defeat Mr. Ed."
Shisi recalled everything about Dollifen and couldn't help but smile.
"Yes."
She looked at Hu Di with gentle eyes: "Hu Di, where should we go next?"
"To the south," Hu Di replied without thinking, "and from there to St. John's."
"I promised to take you to the Hill of Giant Trees."
"Would you like to take a look at Mr. Ed and the others?"
"if it is possible."
After thinking for a moment, he replied.
There, in the distance, there are floating clouds like the sea.
…
"George?" Ander turned around and looked at Count Sirin Spica who suddenly stopped.
The earl shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Master Ander, the situation is already like this. If the parliament does not stand on his side, no matter how hard we try, it will be useless. Besides, Luo Lin..."
Ender stopped, thought for a moment, and asked, "So, are you still willing to believe Luo Lin?"
Count Silin Spica sighed: "We are alchemists. Alchemy is always a discipline that pursues truth. If there is no factual basis, then nothing is true. Maybe your worries are justified, but"
He raised his head: "I agree to stand with you and Ed, but that young man may really be an excellent alchemist. But by the same token, I am also willing to believe that Luo Lin will not have an affair with the dark dragon...
…”
Ender was silent for a while, and then he sighed: "Well, George, I hope you are right."
The old man turned around.
His silver-gray eyes looked towards the top of the field, where the final showdown was about to begin.
The staff are nervously preparing the venue and tools, and the large-scale structures are far from ordinary creations. At Falaise's request, two extremely huge arenas are being presented to the audience.
People are reviewing every material that needs to be used, and the most precious core crystal even requires special approval from the parliament. A group of alchemists wearing various coats are gathered in the square at this moment and arguing fiercely...
Ender said slowly: "But it's the same reason as yours." He turned around and looked at Count Sirin Spica, the son of an old friend: "Ed is my student, even if no one else is there at this moment.
I stand by him, but I also have to support him.”
"George, do you understand what I mean?"
Count Silin-Spica did not answer.
The old man turned around again and walked up to the stage.
Just because of alchemy.
At this moment, civilization is changing from old to new, and the fire is passed down from generation to generation.
Su Changfeng's silent eyes looked at the slightly chaotic square at the moment, and the eager guards of the consuls who were surrounding the square. The muscles on his face did not move, and his expression did not change at all.
He looked back at the young man who was preparing on the field with his head down, then looked away again, and then calmly picked up the communication crystal. After a moment of silence, Su Changfeng said:
"Attention all units."
"Check the equipment and report the location."
"Pay attention to your surroundings and look for breakthrough points."
"After the game, execute the second special action plan."
His voice was very low.
Make sure no one around you can hear clearly.
Because Su Changfeng knew very well the tricks of the craftsmen, there must be clockwork fairies lurking around here. But those things were actually meaningless to him.
"Boss," a rustling noise came from the communication crystal: "Do we really want to take action?"
"But isn't this a bit of a violation of discipline...?"
Su Changfeng smiled: "Are you stupid, you guys? Who said we should violate discipline?"
"But, boss?"
Su Changfeng's smile faded little by little and he became serious: "Listen to my order, Stargate Port Order No. 47, authorized by the Central Command of the Third War Zone. The cases of Dragon Fire Guild and Listening to the Rain are merged.
case, a formal arrest operation was launched against the Throne of Shadows, and each unit responded to the time."
He held up his pocket watch.
"A quarter of an hour later"
Su Changfeng took a slight breath: "Officially start taking action."
"Mission goal one is to ensure the safety of the informant."
"Mission goal two, capture senior members of the Shadow Throne."
"Mission objective three, protect the target and leave Vanlike safely, and wait for the Liupanshui ship to respond."
"Understood," the rustling voice in the communication crystal replied: "But boss, there are people from the Super Competitive Alliance there. What if they interfere?"
Su Changfeng showed his white teeth and replied coldly: "Treat everyone equally."
"Boss, it's not good for you to do this, the alliance will go crazy..."
"Just be crazy if they are crazy," Su Changfeng sneered, not taking the other party seriously at all: "I don't have to be responsible for them."
A corner of Minaret Square.
The audience is turning to both sides to avoid it.
Among the crowd, Dict stood with his sword in hand, looking quietly in the direction above the arena. But with this elegant knight at the center, where the scabbard of his sword touched the ground, a patch of white frost was slowly spreading.
People looked at this scene with some horror, watching him cover his right hand and the hilt of the sword, motionless, like a statue. But the spreading white frost gradually spread over several feet.
There was a soft click.
The ground in the square actually cracked.
The crowd exclaimed as they seemed to see a golden light seeping from the knight's sword into the ground.
But these few low shouts were soon covered up by the roar of another mountain and the tsunami. The cold voice sounded from the other side of the stadium and suddenly passed over the entire square.
There, two staff members were carefully carrying a nearly half-meter-long blue-purple crystal onto the stage.
"Isn't that the raw crystal of Dragon Soul Crystal?"
"Oh my god, the parliament even brought out this thing."
"But this is too unfair, isn't it?"
"Then what is the solution? All the best materials are used to make large-scale structures. But there are only so many best materials. After all, this is no different from an ordinary duel. At this time, who has more support from the parliament is actually a kind of
Advantage"
Among the audience, there was a knowledgeable alchemist who explained the Tao in a clear and logical manner.
Falaise watched this scene silently.
Of course he understands the opponent's tricks. Pudra has the support of the majority of the parliament, so of course he has to favor the other side. What's more, these are all under the rules of the competition system and are not excessive, because making large-scale structures originally requires
The contestants need to prepare their own materials.
The council is willing to bear the material losses of both parties, which is the most benevolent thing, and it is difficult to be harsh in other aspects.
But he didn't say much, he just looked to the other side of the field without saying a word.
over there
Fang Ziran also heard the shouts outside the stadium, but he didn't hear clearly what people were talking about. He only saw the young man named Luo Lin slowly walking from the outside until he came to him.
Luo Lin suddenly stopped, looked at him with a dark look, and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"
Fang was stunned for a moment: "Why should you be afraid?"
Luo Lin thought for a moment and replied slowly: "You know the result of this game, but it won't help you."
His voice was a bit faint, but it was not unpleasant, but rather had a unique charm.
"So what?" Fang replied without thinking: "You don't want me to lose to you on purpose, do you?"
"Is that what you think?"
Luo Lin couldn't help but laugh.
But while he was smiling, he coughed violently, causing him to bend over.
Fang was startled and asked quickly: "Are you okay?"
Luo Lin shook his head palely, stretched out his hand to stop him, and then asked weakly: "Is it important to you that I am okay? I am your opponent..."
"so what?"
Luo Lin shook his head and did not answer.
It took him a lot of effort to straighten up again. Fang couldn't stand it. Although the other party may have something to do with the Dragon of Darkness, in this arena, everyone is a competitor. Out of professional ethics, he still stretched out his hand to touch the other party.
Help him up.
But Luo Lin was very indifferent and shook his hand away with a slight flick, and stood up holding on to the railing.
He turned around and gave Fang a meaningful look: "I hope you have good luck."
After saying that, he turned around and walked forward.
But Fang was stunned for a moment, but couldn't help but call the other person: "Luo Lin."
As soon as the other party stopped, he turned back to look at him.
"I want to ask, why did you come to the Star Gate?"
"Purpose?"
Luo Lin shook his head indifferently, as if saying that there is no need for such a thing to have a purpose, it just comes as it comes.
But he turned around and suddenly asked: "Why did you choose the path of alchemy?"
"Me?" Fang thought for a moment and couldn't help but remember what r said to himself.
What is alchemy?
Alchemy is the art of creation.
"Creation?" Luo Lin couldn't help but smile after hearing this. He looked at him quietly and replied: "You and I are actually pretty much the same."
After that, he didn't look back and walked directly onto the playing field.
Fang was left alone, pressing his chest in surprise, while whispering in his heart: "Are you sure, Miss Tata?"
After a moment, the calm voice of Miss Goblin came from his inner world: "When you asked the question, I did feel that he had a similar power, Mr. Knight."
She spoke softly: "But it's not the breath of Toragotos."
"Is it Nicol Bolas?"
"Can't be sure, Mr. Knight."
Fang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
When he walked onto the playing field, his teacher was already waiting for him there.
He actually arrived a little late, but Andre Uriel didn't criticize him for anything. He just looked at him and sighed: "...I can only try my best to obtain these materials for you. Among them, Delise's father helped
A lot of work”
"It's a pity that old guy Pudela has been obstructing him. This time, Old Copper Nose is also on his side, plus other people. The situation on the other side may be much better than yours. Ed, just try your best this time.
."
Fang just nodded to show that he understood.
But the old man looked at him and said uneasily: "Ed, you don't have to worry too much. You can try to delay the game for a while, and I will help you think of a way. The current situation is not as bad as you think.
."
Fang raised his head and looked at his teacher.
Although in fact, he didn't study with the other party for too long.
But what the other party said at this moment still made him feel moved. For the sake of a half-hearted student like him, the other party stood against his old friend without any hesitation.
"It's okay with me, teacher," he replied, "Don't worry, we have a chance to win."
Ender looked at his students and couldn't help but smile.
At this point, what does winning or losing matter?
This kid is still too stupid to even comfort people.
But he shook his head, and his heart was full of joy. But he was not happy for himself, but for the little girl of the Albert family. The little princess of the Mawei family finally found someone trustworthy when things came to pass.
Maybe this can be regarded as a kind of luck.
He thought so
"Then come on." The old man only replied.
The game entered the preparation stage in an atmosphere of silence.
Fang just watched silently as his teacher walked off the stage. He actually felt that the other person's back was a little lonely. For some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable for a moment. Of course he understood that this loneliness was not because of anything else...
Rather, it was because the entire Southern Territory deviated from his ideals.
The power dispute eventually separated the original connection between people. In the seventh year after Ma Wei left Kaolin Ithulian, the moment Prince Coleman finally lost power
In the southern border, it is inevitable that the tree will fall down and everyone will be separated from each other.
The fence-sitters can't wait to find new support, but more people with ideals are confused and uneasy in this precarious situation.
For some reason, Fang was able to understand the complicated thoughts in these people's minds at this moment, and only made the first mark of maturity in his originally simple world.
But these complicated things are ultimately contrary to alchemy, aren't they?
Because the essence of the latter is to tend towards simple truth
Fang Momo lowered his head and looked at the material in his hand. It was just a piece of ordinary metal. It might be some kind of copper-nickel alloy, glowing with a light golden light.
In Aitaria, this is just a common material.
"Ed."
A voice came from beside him.
Fang suddenly looked back and saw Soul Fingerprint, who had changed into a gray-blue coat, standing next to him. "They want to choose two assistants for you, so I volunteered."
"Hickpea and the others have never participated in the production of large structures, so they lack a little experience."
Soul Fingerprint replied softly.
"Thank you, Soul Fingerprint Senior."
"You're welcome."
Soul Fingerprint asked again: "But there is another assistant, who do you plan to choose? Liu Liyue, how about it?"
"He can't do it." Fang shook his head. It wasn't that he looked down on the other party. It was Liu Liyue who was a combat craftsman. Being able to reach this point in the craftsman competition was already the limit. There would be no benefit in letting the other party play again.
He looked around the field, and for a moment he really didn't have any candidates in mind. No one in Ragnarok had any experience in making main structures, and the other people he knew were even weaker.
Neither can Luo Yu. In terms of craftsmanship, he is not even as good as Cui Yu and Dill.
While he was thinking, he looked across the field.
There, the Elfendor Council selected two assistants for Luo Lin early on. One of them was Lin En, who was also considered a leader among the Elfendor Council team and had also experienced the Hall of Thousand Doors.
test.
As for the other person, Fang had never seen him before.
"That person is also Elfendor's new star," Soul Fingerprint introduced: "And I want to remind you, Ed, that person has experience in participating in the design of the main structure."
Regarding the arrangement of the Elfendor Council, Fang couldn't help but take a breath.
At that moment, what he was thinking of was Ye Hua.
The feeling of being alone and helpless made him lightly clenched his fist.
But until now, he still didn't understand why the other party made that choice.
He closed his eyes gently.
What appeared in front of his eyes was that night in the elven ruins. Did he forget the scene that day? No, in fact, he still vividly remembers it to this day.
He has never forgotten the promise he made to Miss Scarpet.
He opened his eyes again
Then he shook his head, but didn't say much. There was nothing wrong with Elfondo's arrangement. Luo Lin was also their default player, and since Soul Fingerprint could play, the other party could naturally arrange others.
At this time, the staff reminded him for the second time:
"Mr. Ed, please choose your second assistant."
Fang shook his head again and asked, "Can I only use one assistant?" He couldn't find more suitable assistants. In this case, what's the difference between one assistant and two assistants?
Without relevant production experience, it will only be a hindrance.
The other party was stunned for a moment, probably because he didn't expect that he would make such a request.
But at this time, a voice rang out: "Mr. Ed..." The voice was a little nervous and shy, and asked in a low voice: "Can I be your assistant."
Fang turned around unexpectedly, only to see that the person speaking to him was actually the squinty-eyed boy with glasses in the team of Guta people. Fang was almost stunned for a moment before he remembered that the other person was from Iron Oak.
A member of the guild, born in the mvp club.
But he actually doesn't know what the other party's ID is yet.
The young man blushed and said: "Although I have not participated in the design and production of the main structure, I have learned about it myself and read some related books. Mr. Ed, don't worry, I will never hold you back.
of……"
After finishing speaking, he added another sentence and said with a serious look: "Mr. Ed, I learned a lot from your game in El Paxin, please believe me once."
Fang looked at him and asked: "What is your ID?"
The young man showed a look of surprise: "My ID is my real name, my name is Zheng Yongzai."
Fang smiled slightly: "Sorry to trouble you."
The latter nodded repeatedly, quickly took the gray-blue work trench coat from the staff, and walked over.
Soul Fingerprint looked at the two of them quietly, and then asked: "Ed, how much do you know about the main structure?"
Fang Momo shook his head.
The so-called main structure is actually the scientific name of the Pseudo Dragon Knight.
This construction school actually arose at the same time as the Immortal Knight, a fighting craftsman school, and the combat craftsman pseudo-dragon knight's prestigious reputation was actually laid by the combat craftsmen of this school.
In fact, he had already systematically sorted out this knowledge in the Hall of Thousand Doors.
Although he had acted confidently in front of Ender before, it was just to make him not worry too much. But in fact, he had no experience in making the main structure?
His only understanding of the main structure was probably limited to the short learning experience between the third and fourth red doors in the Hall of Thousand Doors.
The only flexible configuration he had ever seen that was close to the main configuration was Orphen's Twin Stars given to him by Sophie, but the latter was not strictly speaking a main configuration.
body.
Not to mention, he actually hasn't even fully figured out Orphen's Gemini yet.
Does he have to follow this idea to create the main structure?
And it seems that there are no other options.
At the same time that Fang was deep in thought.
Luo Lin had already sorted out the production ideas with the help of Lin En and another assistant. The three of them worked together and started preparing materials and tools.
Relatively speaking, Fang, who has been silent, obviously seems a bit abrupt in the eyes of the audience.
After Luo Lin finished handling a resonance crystal, he suddenly stopped and glanced at the other side of the arena. He asked: "Lynn, what do you think?"
"What do you think?" Lin En was slightly startled.
"opposite."
Lin En glanced at the other person and realized what the other person meant. He thought for a moment and replied: "A very powerful alchemist, what a pity."
"What's the pity?" Luo Lin turned around and asked.
"It's a pity that in today's Kaolin Ithulian, alchemy is always burdened by the struggle for power and profit," Lynn shrugged: "Actually, I really want to go to this continental league with you and him.
I have no interest in anything else."
Luo Lin smiled.
Then he coughed twice, spread his hands, took a look, and silently closed his palms.
Lin En saw this scene in his eyes and couldn't help but ask: "Are you okay?"
Lin Yi was startled, as if he remembered something.
But he smiled and shook his head slightly.
On the side of the field, Ender was looking at his old buddy angrily.
"Falaise, if you want to help," he couldn't help but say, "you should stop looking for trouble and choose these inexplicable fields."
"What?" The dwarf pretended not to know and turned back to look at him.
The relationship between the two seems to have completely changed now.
Ender was angry and said word by word: "Don't you know that the only few designs of the main structure are in the hands of the major alchemy federations. Where can you ask him, a young man, to study?
The production of the main structure?”
"Isn't it the same for Luo Lin?"
"But behind him is the Elfendor Council. Are you stupid by studying alchemy, old guy?"
"Isn't Ed also your student?"
Ender opened his mouth wide and was speechless for a moment.
Falaise looked at him a little funny: "Do you really think he can't?"
"Of course," Ender couldn't help but said angrily, "Am I still unclear?"
Falaise shook his head: "You really don't know clearly, old man, just watch."
"What did you say?"
"nothing."
Falaise just looked at the field silently.
At that place, Zheng Yongzai and Soul Fingerprint both looked at Fang with a bit of confusion. The latter had been motionless since he fell into thinking before, until now.
Like a statue.
The young man from the mvp club could only look at the soul fingerprint on the side and ask the latter if he wanted to remind the other party. Because by now, a full five minutes of the game had passed.
He looked across and saw that the basic shelves on Luo Lin's side had been set up.
But Soul Fingerprint shook his head.
She understood that Fang was catching that glimmer of inspiration
In fact, it was indeed the case. What was repeatedly replaying in Fang's mind at this moment was his experience in the Hall of Thousand Doors.
He couldn't help but ask himself in his mind, what exactly is the main structure? Is it just the highest expression of multi-coordination device? A perfect display of computing power? Or is it the intimidating title of Pseudo Dragon Knight?
But a voice in his heart told him that none of this was true.
They are not the core embodiment of the Immortal Knight.
And Fang Mingming could tell that the owner of that voice was the owner of the Elven Dwelling named Milleuthymis, the elegant giant dragon on the Holy Bow Peak, the Lord of Nervad.
But in his memory, behind this long string of titles, there was actually just a somewhat elegant and quiet scholar, an elegant elf with silver hair shawl, and a narrator who quietly told him about the long history of alchemy.
Mr. Anlosser.
He understood that he was not the successor of the Immortal Knight sect, and he only knew very little about this sect.
But the essence of alchemy is the same.
"Ed, you have to remember this."
"A truly outstanding craftsman must not be constrained by his own limitations."
"Always following the path of the predecessors will only keep alchemy in a narrow pattern forever."
"The essence of the elves' heritage is always just a heritage."
"The true meaning of everything you learn today is to enlighten the future."
"You must understand that today's alchemy is not inferior to the glory of the Numelin era, or even worse."
"Do you know why this is?"
"Because the truth of alchemy lies in creation."
A flash of light seemed to flash in Fang's heart, like an inexplicable throbbing, which made him vaguely grasp something.
He gently raised his hand and accidentally touched something on his chest.
It was a piece of metal placed close to his body, and it fell out from under his coat with his unconscious movements. In the eyes of anyone who didn't know its origin, it was just a part of a broken sword blade.
It's just that the surface is as smooth as a mirror, shining with light.
As Fang stared at the fragment, his heart felt like he was going back in time.
He closed his eyes.
The encounter of Dawn Star emerged in the depths of memory.
Dollifen's ghosts still seem to be telling the stories behind that ancient time.
And the thousand-year-old empire beneath Fenris Island, the years buried under the dust of history, the past flowing quietly in the darkness.
They seem to tell the same emotion together
He opened his eyes and looked at this huge square, but in the middle of this crowded square, those who really supported him were actually only a few behind him.
At that moment, he suddenly understood what kind of enemy he was facing.
And the mature scratch in my heart seems to have finally awakened
Let him understand the feeling of empathy.
Sad.
My own teacher witnessed the helplessness of his friends who fought side by side in the past and now deviated from their ideals.
And everyone involved in the vortex is powerless to control their own destiny.
The struggle in Covenant Mountain seemed to turn into a fire in his heart at this moment. When the fire fell into the darkness, it ignited a flame of creation. At that moment, the inspiration from the legendary dragon-slaying sword trickled into him. 's heart.
That inspired name.
It is called sadness.
Fang almost couldn't help but think of the brief conversation in the Hall of Thousand Doors:
"Mr. Anloser, since inspiration is not actually needed to make legendary items, what is the use of legendary inspiration?"
Milleuthymis turned back to look at him, her eyes a little quiet.
He only replied softly:
"Using such inspiration to create a legend is actually just a waste."
Fang Zeng did not understand the meaning of this sentence.
But now he understands.
He turned back, looked at the soul fingerprint and Zheng Yongzai, and said:
"let us start."
The two of them were surprised to see that Fang's eyes seemed to be shining with a strange light.
They were not mistaken.
Because that light doesn't just come from the inspiration surging in Fang's heart at this moment.
It was more like a door opened in his spiritual world, where Tata softly called his knight, but the turbulent mental ripples seemed to block all sounds.
At the same moment that design flashed in Fang's mind.
There was a ripple in the deepest part of his spiritual world that he didn't notice, as if a small consciousness woke up from there at the most inappropriate time.
That's a pair
golden eyes.
The game went very quickly.
Although everyone's work is extremely complicated, this is just a competition venue after all, not a real craftsman's production. So in fact, the contestants only need to build a general idea and verify it is correct before they can pass the acceptance.
Otherwise, not only a quarter of an hour, but even a few weeks and dozens of people working together may not be able to truly create a genuine main assembly.
Besides, even if you have this time.
With the level of Fang and Luo Lin at this time, it is impossible to completely create a pseudo-dragon knight.
Under such prerequisites, Luo Lin's work was obviously completed faster. They built the framework first and straightened out the basic system. Finally, they only needed to put the carved and purified core crystal into it.
.
Then you're done.
But just when Luo Lin took the crystal from Lin En and was about to bury it into the chest of the main structure, he suddenly heard a cry of surprise.
Or
Before he even had time to hear the exclamation, he saw an incredible throbbing feeling coming from the bottom of his heart.
He almost trembled, and let the crystal in his hand fall from his hand. Fortunately, it was not high enough when it hit the inner cavity of the main structure, leaving only a shallow scratch on the crystal.
But Luo Lin almost paid no attention to this matter.
He didn't even have the intention to pick up the crystal, so he suddenly turned around and stared in the direction behind him with wide eyes.
Beside him, Lin En and another young man were also completely petrified, only watching Fang's actions on the other side of the field motionlessly.
But there is no main structure there at all, and the arena is just empty.
Just next to Fang, Zheng Yongzai and Soul Fingerprint also stared at Fang's work in stunned silence: But it was not a main structure at all, but a glove glowing with dark red light.
Or rather, it is a huge gauntlet.
Like the giant claws of a demon born from the underworld of hell, it lay quietly on the table.
It's still missing the last part
Fang seemed not to notice the gazes of others and only turned around and said: "No. 45 steel plate."
Zheng Yongzai handed over the last piece of material almost tremblingly.
Fang took the thing indifferently and put it on the arm armor with a 'click' sound. With a touch of his hand, a golden flame appeared, and the shells were completely integrated as before. Then he took a step back, as if he was done.
"Ed, there is no main core crystal yet..."
Soul Fingerprint couldn't help but remind him in a low voice.
But even so, there was an inexplicable throbbing in her heart, like a heartbeat. It was trembling slightly, as if a voice in her mind told her that the work was completed.
Fang stared at his work silently, and his eyes seemed to be glowing with a light golden light at the moment, but it was so light that it was almost imperceptible. He remained motionless and only answered softly:
"No, it's done."
Then he smiled slightly and stretched out his hand.
The cocoon that was breaking open in his mind seemed to completely overlap with his current state of mind.
Zheng Yongzai was still a little better, but Soul Fingerprint couldn't help but take a step back. At that moment, she almost had an illusion, as if she saw a dark dragon wing.
It was slowly unfolding in front of him.
But upon closer inspection, it was actually just a dark magic circle unfolding on Fang's hand.
Seeing this scene, the stands of the Elfendor Council all let out a low cry for ancient alchemy, and it was infinitely more pure than what Cui Yu and Dill showed.
At that moment, people actually understood where the ancient alchemy in Ragnarok's team came from.
But now not many people care about this matter anymore.
Because a buzzing sound was coming from above the arena.
Including every spectator in the square, including Soul Fingerprint and Zheng Yongzai, and even Luo Lin and others. At that moment, everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the sky.
The sacred elephant of Anji in the center of the square actually shook slightly.
An invisible ripple is spreading from the square.
…
port area
Red jumped off Mr. Gray Rock and looked at the giant beast on the lake in surprise. It looked a bit like a giant hydra, but it was at least as high as seven or eight stories. It was hitting Alfin one after another.
A barrier of many spiers.
Every time it hit, it made a terrifying roar, and then hit the barrier heavily with a huge head.
And every such impact will cause the barrier to shake violently, but after shaking, the barrier is still as stable as before, seemingly unscathed.
Alyssa couldn't help but open her mouth slightly when she saw this.
This is the barrier that Vanrich cannot break
The alchemy of Aitalia finally gave mortals the capital to establish a foothold on this continent.
She looked at the screaming sticklebacks from a distance, unable to do anything against the defense lines of the port area, and their god Korath apparently also failed in front of the Wall of Sighs.
The girl breathed a sigh of relief.
I thought to myself that it was no wonder that the alchemists didn't seem to pay any attention to the fish-men's attacks.
"This thing is really ugly," the big cat man couldn't help but shook his head and commented on the god of the stickleback man: "They actually call this thing a god. It really has no sense of aesthetics at all."
But in the middle of speaking, he was about to take out his pipe, but at this moment, he suddenly stopped.
There was a look of disbelief in the lion paladin's eyes, and he turned back to look in the direction of Vanrick.
Beside him, Baggins seemed equally sensitive and raised his head to look over there.
In the eyes of the two of them, the sky was clear and cloudless, but at this moment, something inexplicable was flowing, like a vast force, passing through the gap between the two worlds.
Dimension.
From the vast sea of ether, a vortex formed, directly piercing through the limitations of dimensions and descending on this world.
That is the wind of ether.
"Magic returns!?"
Rhett almost dropped the pipe in his hand.
….
Inside the city of Vanrich.
A man wrapped in a cloak was sneaking out of a dark alley. He threw away the sack in his hand, and then kicked him angrily.
Then he raised his head, and in the black hole of the eye, two balls of soul fire were looking at the situation in mid-air with some disbelief.
"No way……"
"Why is there such a thing in this place?"
He clearly saw it.
Above the clear sky, a clearly visible ripple was spreading in all directions.
…
In the sewers beneath Vanrich.
Luo Hao, covered in blood and mud, raised his hands helplessly and looked at the dragon's minions in front of him who were pointing the spear at him. He swallowed and felt a bit bitter in his mouth.
He couldn't help but think that if he had known that he was so unlucky, he shouldn't have come here alone.
It's better now, but the sky doesn't respond to the calls, and the earth and the earth don't work.
He closed his eyes, thinking that the fat uncle was going to give an explanation this time.
But at this moment, an invisible ripple seemed to tear through the air and passed over his body in an instant. This etheric ripple had no effect on him, it only dimmed the magic equipment on his body.
But for the dragon's minions on the opposite side, it seemed to be a fatal disaster.
The moment the ripples passed over the opponent, the dragon's claws let out a terrifying roar and retreated continuously. It seemed that even the body was torn apart and could not maintain its original shape.
Luo Hao's eyes narrowed when he saw this scene.
He almost immediately pushed away the opponent's spear and pulled out a crystal from his waist.
and lift it up and point it at the other person
…
And below the playing field.
Countless spectators.
Soul Fingerprint, Zheng Yongzai, hundreds of staff, Luo Lin, Lin En, and many great craftsmen on the stands.
Even Old Man Ande opened his mouth wide without any concern for his appearance, staring blankly at this scene, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.
Beside him, Falaise finally showed a smile on his face.
In the live broadcast room, the two guests and the commentator stopped their awkward chat almost at the same time.
"Holy shit, this is..."
"The magic returns?"
"How can it be!?"
Count Silin-Spica was almost the first to stand up from his position without anyone noticing.
The person who stood up next to him was Sonan, the old dwarf with steel eyebrows. He almost jumped on the table, his small eyes almost as big as a copper bell.
He stretched his neck and looked at the etheric magic slowly gathering in the sky.
At that moment, there was only the same voice echoing repeatedly in their minds: