The sixth year of Silver Moon.

Just when Angel was enjoying huge benefits through the control of the vascular association in the Blood Elf Magic Academy, the "Krymasha Research Team" led by Giant Snake City and Lich Erin has made a huge and revolutionary breakthrough.

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Giant Snake City Magic Academy.

Huge, circular training ground like an arena.

Under the night, the wind blew gently, and the nine-petal snake cloves roared in the wind.

The green grass covering her ankles gently floats in the wind.

The auditorium around the training ground was filled with braziers, and countless mirrors reflected the light into the center, making the center look like daytime. It may even be brighter than daytime.

A human teenager stood quietly in the middle of the training ground. His short brown hair, blue, and crystal-like eyes, a brown cloak, brown leather armor. He held two half-moon-shaped handles in his hand, with blades on both sides, and only one handle could hold the weapon in the center.

The cloak on the shoulders and the buttons of the clothes are inlaid with blue energy storage stones.

A pair of tall leather boots were tightly upright, and their figure looked extremely agile.

Slowly, the wooden door opposite opened. From inside were three cavalrymen riding horses, all wrapped in thick armor. Their burly figures made people suspect that they were not human at all.

On the rostrum, Shelley sat quietly in a brown and yellow dress. The long skirt was covered with exquisite embroidery. Her long golden hair was coiled up high. There was a light flashing under the fire, and she looked extremely luxurious.

However, the eyes did not look like they were originally light, and they had an unstoppable fatigue and haggardness.

Jones sat next to her in a solemn blue gown.

"Start!" Dora shouted loudly.

Soon, the dwarf in the distance waved the flag with great effort: "Start!"

A horn sounded.

The three cavalry approached the boy in neat steps. When they were fifty meters away from the boy, they quietly dispersed to every corner of the training ground and surrounded the boy.

Reaching slightly towards Jones, Shelley asked with a little confusion: "Don't I really understand what you want to do. Do you want him to fight three cavalry alone?"

"Mother, you'll know when you're waiting." Jones replied with a smile.

After thinking about it, Jones leaned slightly towards Shelley and whispered: "The weapon he took is called 'Harves', which is our latest research result."

"Is it very powerful? It's worth calling Elin and the others." Shelley asked in a low voice.

"Well...you have to see this yourself."

After completely surrounding the boy, the three cavalry slowly pulled out the long swords from their waists, and the harsh metal friction sound echoed on the training ground.

The boy lowered his posture slightly and held the weapon in his hand tightly.

With almost no sign of warning, the three cavalrymen took action at the same time and ran towards the boy from above.

In the galloping, the fastest cavalry turned sideways slightly, raised his long sword and slashed at the boy hard.

The boy raised his weapon in his hand to resist.

With a clang, sparks flew everywhere. The boy was not injured, but he turned over because of the horse's impulse. Almost at the same time, another cavalry had already come to him, raised his sword and stabbed him hard.

The boy flipped over and blocked the attack with the weapon in his hand again. However, he was bounced away again. He couldn't even stand firmly.

The third cavalry had already arrived beside him, raised his sword, and slashed it directly towards his neck without any mercy. It seemed that this was not a competition at all, but a real battlefield.

At this moment, a roar of exclamation rang in the audience.

However, the boy was not injured. He quickly lowered his head and avoided the third attack with his agility.

There was warm applause from the audience.

However, the truly exciting scene has not arrived yet.

All three cavalrymen have passed by the boy. According to the normal tactics of cavalry siege infantry, the three cavalry should set a distance, then turn their horses' heads and launch a second round of charge.

However, just as the three cavalrymen set aside, the young man lost his weapon.

Yes, take off your hands. Or more accurately, they were thrown out like darts and spinning rapidly in the air. They attacked the back of the heads of two of the cavalrymen who were pulling a distance.

One of the cavalry could not dodge and half of his head was cut off. He fell directly from the horse.

Another cavalry responded quickly and turned around and bounced the spinning blade with his shield.

A whistle sounded in the audience.

Jones smiled.

Shelley was stunned, and the same was true for the few viewers in the audience.

The remaining two cavalry slowly turned their horses and launched a second round of charge towards the unarmed boy.

Yes, unarmed. The weapon in his hand had been thrown out by him.

The two war horses galloped with all their might, and the cavalry had already raised the swords in their hands.

However, the unarmed boy turned to the direction where Jones was, bowed slightly, and bowed. Then, he bowed to the audience in all directions. The movement and expression seemed to be as if the battle had ended.

"What is he going to do?"

"He will die..."

The audience opened their eyes wide, including Shelley.

"Clang! Clang!"

Two harsh sounds, the battle is really over. However, it was not the boy who fell down, but two cavalrymen. Their heads were cut open.

The two thrown weapons rotated and flew back. They each cut open the helmets of a cavalry. Not only that, they swung and slung beside the boy until the boy stretched out his hands, and they stopped rotating and fell into the boy's hands.

Suddenly, applause rang out again on the court, and it lasted for a long time.

Jones stood up slowly, dressed up, and then said loudly: "First, I will make a statement here first. The magical boy you see, Hassan, is a student of our Snake City Magic Academy, recommended by Duke Beshill, that is, my Aunt Irene. But he did not use any magic during the entire duel. And... we actually showed two weapons."

"Two pieces?"

"Does the two sickles count as one?"

The audience started to talk in a low voice.

Sitting on another rostrum opposite the training ground, Yilin, wearing armor, quietly stretched her neck and looked at the field carefully, trying to find out what another weapon was.

"Hasan, let them see what another weapon is," Jones shouted.

Hassan, who was standing on the field, bowed slightly, then walked towards the "corpse" of one of the cavalrymen, reached out to pick up the helmet that fell to the ground, and shook it gently.

What fell out of it was not a head, but a wooden carving. A wooden carving inlaid with red gems, which looked like a human face.

"Yes, these knights. They are also the weapons we show."

Suddenly, the amazement sounded again on the court, which lasted for a long time.

Elin and Benedict II were both stunned.

Andrew and Turu stood aside and watched silently, sighing slowly.

...

"In the past, we always tried hard to pursue the power of weapons. But now, we have changed this way of thinking. In fact, weapons do not have to be powerful. As long as we can defeat the opponent's weapon, it is a good weapon. Just like a duel between knights, as long as we can stab the sword into the opponent's chest, that's enough. As for the strength, this is not the point. Even, sometimes too strong is a waste."

"We will focus on intelligence for new weapons. As you can see, excellent intelligence can turn defeat into victory in extreme situations by combining certain magic. This time, we invite everyone here to show you the weapons that ordinary people can also use and have strong winning ability."

After the display, there is a cocktail party.

Jones tried hard to spread the weapons that amaze the visiting lords. The young Hassan followed him closely and accepted the lords' inquiries.

To be honest, these weapons are more than one or two levels stronger than previous energy-saving weapons. It is not an exaggeration to describe them as crushing. Why did they suddenly become so powerful?

Because of "the mystery of Krimatha".

"Their research direction is completely different from ours." As the dean of the School of Magic, Ekreon explained to other lich companions who were called back to watch the experiment: "We all have powerful magic, so our pursuit of magic is also powerful. Humans do not. Therefore, human magic emphasizes the use of limited magic. When I first started to study the mysteries of Krimatha's magic, I was really scared. It turns out that magic can be used like this..."

"The most outstanding thing among the items we recovered is the crystal core." Aicreon took out a red crystal the size of a thumb. The inside of the crystal was engraved with runes, and a bit of flashing magic was flowing: "A very clever thing. I think they are imitating the structure of life, which is a kind of life they created. They have a certain degree of intelligence but have no self-awareness. They use this to create 'extension'."

"Extension?" Lich Babouti asked in a low voice, "I didn't understand."

"It's like their hands and feet, our skeleton soldiers. The difference is that their hands and feet need to be installed on them and must be connected to their brains. Our skeleton soldiers are actually the continuation of our souls and need strong magic support. What is made through crystal nuclei does not need. You can imagine it as a life form that is set to obey someone's orders. And communication is through consciousness. After adapting, even ordinary humans can control it as they please. They can control a wooden cavalry like the undead knight, or a sickle rotating in the air. The magic power is very, very little. We can use Modo ore to solve the magic problem of the controller and then complete very precise operations."

"Oh my God... how did they do it?" Babouti's eyes were glowing, and he looked at the crystal core carefully, trying to see something from it.

"Don't look, we've been studying it for a long time, but we've only developed some fur." ​​Elkeleon continued, "Remember what I said at the beginning? 'Restore', yes, 'Restore'. This small crystal core contains at least 10 million magic runes, which are connected to each other in different ways. We can easily understand any rune alone, but when they are all put together, we're in chaos... Yes, it's completely in chaos. No matter what adjustments we make, it will eventually lead to the collapse of the crystal core. There are too many things to consider, so many that the brains of the ten thousand-year-old lich are not.

Enough. We have every reason to believe that the things in this small crystal core were designed by at least tens of thousands of humans, and maybe more than that, and it is certain that they have experienced countless experiments and failures before they finally made them. All the contents were written in the crystal core for the sake of easy copying. And we actually just copied their things. After placing this thing on magic props and connecting with our own consciousness, we still need to tame them like pets. I actually suspect that they have created high-intelligent magic creatures, but we have not obtained information on this."

The lichs around them exclaimed.

"Is there anything besides this?" Babouti asked in a low voice.

"Of course, there are a lot, but most of them are not able to fully understand them now." Akreon said excitedly: "As I said at the beginning, their thinking is completely different from ours. Their understanding of magic runes and the use of magic materials has reached an incredible level. They pursue extreme precision."

"Extreme precision? I like this statement, and I also like to pursue extreme precision."

"But your ultimate precision is only yours. Even as a lich, how much can you pursue the ultimate precision? How long does it take to do one million experiments a day? How long does it take to collect materials? They have a huge amount of resources and can conduct countless experiments. The key is that they still have enough casters. Each caster is pursuing the ultimate precision, and the results of the experiments between them are shared. This leads to a very terrible result. That is, if it is a human in the era of Krimatha, it will not be much stronger. But if there are 100,000, it will be very terrible. They are challenging races that are countless times stronger than them through human power accumulation and inheritance. I even suspect that if Krimatha reappears and is complete, our Bone Holy Light Holy Church will not be able to beat them."

"Will we lose to humans?"

"I thought it was incredible before, but if you saw what you got from them, you would believe it just as much as I did. Their way of thinking and pursuit are completely different from ours. If you think this way, you will understand why heaven and hell want them to disappear from this world. Human beings are countless times more terrifying than you and I think."

After the call came, all the lichs who were surrounded by Elkeleon and who did not participate in the mystery of Crimasha were silent.

These are all things they never thought... It turns out that magic civilization can develop in this way.
Chapter completed!