Inside the spacious and bright new building, a staff member was holding a cup of special "Ailan Hill Bitter Tea" and blowing the white bubbles on it.
This drink was developed by a beverage company. It smells quite mellow, but the taste is not very good, with a hint of aroma in the bitterness.
Although most people still like sweet drinks, there are still a few people who prefer Ailan Hill Bitter Tea. Drinking is not allowed during working hours. They rely on this bitter taste to refresh themselves and feel very fashionable.
"Nora...there's nothing unusual about the instrument recently, right?" He lazily walked to his work station wearing slippers, put down the bitter tea and asked his colleagues around him.
The colleague named Nora stretched, yawned and replied boringly: "There is nothing abnormal, everything is the same as yesterday. My daughter turns over and cries at night, and it is stronger than the magic wave energy in this place."
Their instrument is an instrument that monitors magic fluctuations and can also monitor natural phenomena such as earthquakes. It is set up here to collect some meteorological data about the magic area to provide an overall reference for the atmospheric and meteorological conditions of this world.
There are countless detailed subjects like this in Eiland Hill. Everyone has a basic understanding, that is, the more you understand the world, the better you can understand the operating rules of the world.
"Your daughter is a great magician! Hahahaha." Hearing Nola say this, the colleague who put down the bitter tea burst into laughter. He pulled out his chair and sat in front of the testing equipment, and turned on another spare machine.
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Then he pulled out a record book in front of him, took a pen and wrote very beautiful words on it: "On May 2, Observation Station No. 4, at 8 o'clock in the morning, the status of the instruments was normal. Use the backup machine to replace it."
Work……"
This is his daily job, which seems very simple. But you have to know that he will also measure the wind direction, send visual weather conditions to the radio station, and check the hygrometer. The work is also very fulfilling.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you, I'm going home right now." Nosa yawned again, and said tiredly with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.
He has been on duty here all night. Staring at these boring instruments and recording all the results is not an exciting task, so he has been tortured here for a whole night.
"Go back, I know you can't hold it anymore." The colleague who came to change the shift was writing his own work record and said to Nosa without raising his head.
Nosa wanted to stand up, but found that his feet seemed to have stepped on a sponge. He was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately became energetic: "There's an earthquake! Damn it, there's an earthquake here!"
You must know that the place where they are located is the eastern province of the Holy Demon Empire. Most of them are plain areas and there are no earthquake records at all.
What's even more frightening is that the colleague who was recording the work report raised his head in surprise, looked at the magic recorder in front of him, and said in shock: "The magic aura is disordered! Look at this pointer, it fluctuates too much."
"What happened?" Nosa held his chair and asked with his eyes widened: "It's definitely not an ordinary earthquake, hurry up! Contact the nearby monitoring station No. 3 and ask them what's going on there!
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"Isn't the Magic Empire going to war with us?" The substitute man, who could still feel the vibration under his feet, looked at the Ailan Hill Bitter Tea placed next to his arm in shock. He saw that the water in it was trembling, and he was a little nervous.
asked.
"What nonsense are you talking about? We are right near the border. If there is a war, can we still be so quiet here?" Nosa also yelled in a panic.
He staggered toward the door amid the vibrations. Halfway there, the machine that recorded the vibrations had been damaged due to overload.
"Damn! Damn!" He grabbed the phone next to him and shouted loudly: "Is there anyone there? I want monitoring station No. 3! No. 3! Yes! No. 3!"
As soon as the call came through, he asked nervously: "There is magic aura disorder, and the shock is very strong..."
The voice on the other side of the phone seemed to be in a panic, and reported: "Yes! We have also detected it! The location of the vibration is far away from us, but the vibration is very strong!"
"I don't know what happened! But I think something big must have happened! I have been working at the monitoring station for more than a year. I have worked at Higgs and Veronsa. But I have never seen it.
Such a situation!" Nosa said, grabbing the microphone.
"Yes! I haven't seen it either! Earthquakes are earthquakes. We have experienced many earthquakes, but we have never seen such a strong earthquake..." The other party is also an old monitor, and he has also never seen anything like this.
occur.
"Report to Siris immediately... We need to find out what happened." Nosa hung up the phone, grabbed it again, and said to the other side: "This is Veronsa Monitoring Station No. 4! I
Call Celis directly!"
"Yes, the earthquake felt very strong here... Since you only felt a slight vibration there, we can simply infer that the vibration came from the west." After the call was connected, Nosa reported.
Said: "I guess it's not magic. If it were magic, it would be really scary."
On the other side of the call, the duty director of the Seris Observation Center hung up the phone, grabbed a blue phone in front of him, and said: "Hello, I'm sorry to bother you, this is the observation center... Yes, the vibration is
What comes from the west is related to magic."
A few minutes later, Chris's door was knocked open, and several old men in magic robes and several officers from the military walked into his office.
"Your Majesty! The monitoring results just sent show that there was a strong shaking west of Veronsa, and it was accompanied by magic fluctuations..." An officer reported seriously: "We suspect that someone has used magic in the Eternal Empire or the Griken area.
Forbidden curse."
"Since ancient times, there have been many records about magic forbidden spells. However, even the magicians of Grecken cannot escape unscathed after using the forbidden spells. The price is often painful, so the forbidden spells are only the last resort...
..." An old magician in charge of magic research spoke up.
"The most recent proven use of the forbidden magic spell was Griken's last attack on the devil 300 years ago. That time, Griken paid the price of the death of 10 of the strongest magicians and sealed the Eye of Magic."
A heavy classic was placed on Chris' desk. Another magician pointed to the records on it and spoke.
Chris looked at the content above and introduced in detail how several magicians sacrificed their lives to summon super powerful magic and attacked the demons inside the Magic Eye, finally allowing the Magic Eye to stabilize for 300 years.
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"In other words, the magic curse is released against the magic eye..." Chris knocked on the desk in front of him, and then spoke slowly.
Then he raised his head and looked at the nervous ministers around him: "Then the matter is simple. If I guessed correctly, the magic eye was opened again, just now."
It is impossible for Griken to release the forbidden magic spell for no reason. That is an attack method more terrifying than an atomic bomb. Even Griken, there are very few magicians who can participate in this level of attack.
In other words, Grecken's forbidden spell is a more powerful attack than a hydrogen bomb, but it is rubbish in terms of range and number of attacks. Chris's nuclear weapons have greater advantages in terms of range and number of attacks.
If we include the more powerful nuclear weapons developed by Chris in the future, the Magical Forbidden Spell has no advantage as a weapon. It can even be said that the Magic Empire's weapons of destruction at the national level are not as good as Ailan's
Hill's.
"We can just wait now. If their forbidden spell solves the magic eye like last time, then we can develop with confidence for another 300 years." Chris' fingers were still tapping on the edge of the table:
"If they fail, then we have to go to the Magic Eye to join the fight."
He looked at Des and others who were coming, and said in a very serious tone: "Gentlemen, maybe we will choose the army to go to Grecken in a few minutes."
Des and several ministers who came over were stunned, and then they realized that it was about the magic eye.
For Des, this may be a war with little reward: after all, fighting demons will not result in territory or resources that can be fed back to the country.
But he also knows that this is a war that must be fought, whether it is for the world or for the mortals themselves.
"If a war breaks out, I will immediately order the cancellation of workers' statutory holidays, and all production capacity related to the war will be in place as soon as possible... mobilization only takes 30 hours at most..." Des glanced at Gurlo and saw
After receiving the other party's nod, start reporting.
Chris nodded. He knew that his country was a more powerful state machine than other countries. In front of this huge machine, any link that was powerful was insignificant and pitiful.
About a few hours later, after sending three telegrams of inquiries, Grecken finally responded.
The telegram was sent directly to Chris, and the content on it made Chris' expression become solemn.
He put down the message, raised his head and looked at the ministers standing in front of him, and said: "Gentlemen, Grecken's forbidden spell magic failed, and the magic eye did not sleep like last time... Now, according to the
Plan and act, we may be the last hope of this world!"
