"Why?"

Magnan III's nails were embedded in the flesh in his palm, and the stimulation caused by the pain made him pull away from a trance. Only the two pistols that looked similar but were essentially different, with a slight trembling voice:

"I don't understand why this happens."

"You just don't dare to say it, right?" Zhou Li hugged his arms and said calmly: "It's okay, I can tell you for you."

Here comes again, this kind of arrogance that makes me sick.

Magnan III did not turn his head. The arrogance that made him disgusted from the bottom of his heart and brought him inexplicable fear spread from Zhou Li again. He didn't say anything, but just stretched out his hand and fell on the trigger of the magic gun with scarlet bloodshot fingers.

"Because the gods only want you to be a group of monkeys."

"Monkeys can only be monkeys. You can become monkeys with professional power, and even become demigod monkeys second only to gods. However, you cannot be human."

That sarcastic smile appeared on Zhou Li's face. He did not hesitate to the soldiers studying around him, nor did he care about the old housekeeper with a pale expression. He just looked at Magnan III and spoke the cruel reality calmly and calmly.

"The iron law in this world is that professionals must be above and extraordinary powers must never be popular with mortals."

"As long as a group of professionals, such as individuals, exist in a powerful group, the civilization of this world will definitely not be able to develop. The status of mortals will always be low because they have no way to rely on the resolution of revolution or resistance to overthrow the rule of professionals. And magic can only become vassals of professionals, and absolutely cannot become an independent system."

"I have read a lot of books about magic power in England. What I can see is that after magic power is studied, most professionals in this world are hostile to it. They believe that this extraordinary power that ordinary people can master is the temptation of the devil and the power that will bring destruction to humans. Therefore, in the first hundred years, magic power has always been regarded as a wrong way by professionals. Anyone who dares to study magic power will be sentenced to the extreme."

"At that time, the gods didn't care about anything. They even instructed their church to take in intellectuals who were persecuted for demonic energy to prevent them from being chased by professionals. But after all, professionals are everywhere, and most people who want to study demonic energy will be strangled directly after being noticed, without any room for anything."

Zhou Li looked at Magnan III. The most valuable gain for his trip to England was the knowledge about magic energy. It was this knowledge that made Zhou Li see hope. He looked at Magnan III and asked a simple question with a mocking smile: "Test a historical question. What did Waster invent to make magic energy truly popular? "

"Magic Adapter."

Magnan III, who had already understood what Zhou Li wanted to say, sighed, closed his eyes, and a deep voice sounded: "Wast invented the magic adapter. It is a technological product that can transform professional power into magic signals and use it to accurately control magic-oriented. This is the world history of Magnan University, a compulsory course, and the second section talks about this chapter."

"We will not talk about how great the magic adapter is, nor about its historical achievements. Let's simplify it, simplify it, and finally summarize it."

Zhou Li stretched out his hand, a crystal that could only be controlled by a professional, like a limiter appeared in his hand. He looked at the exquisite creation in his hand, turned his head and said mockingly:

"This thing turns the magic energy that originally enabled civilization to evolve into a toy for professionals."

"Since then, magic energy has become the exclusive object of professionals. Without professionals, magic energy cannot be activated at all."

Holding the crystal tightly, accompanied by a crisp sound, fine glass fragments fell from Zhou Li's hand to the ground. His eyes gathered on Magnan III's face, curled the corners of his mouth, and asked softly:

"You guess, who is the one who dominates all this?"

There is no doubt about the answer.

Magnan III's silence is the best answer.

All fantasies are completely crushed today.

"The magic gun itself is not terrible."

Zhou Li picked up the alloy revolver and raised it. A twisted light ball condensed at the muzzle. He pulled the trigger, and the purple light ball suddenly burst out, and a palpitations energy poured out, completely annihilated the steel target in the distance.

"The magic that cannot track the enemy and cannot attach armor-breaking magic needs to be replaced, which is easy to damage and cannot improve the physical fitness of the user. In the battlefield where professionals run full, the magic gun itself is not enough."

"But the magic guns reflect another fact that scares the gods."

Constrained his professional power, Zhou Li raised his magic pistol, pulled the trigger, and the bullet burst and hit the target, making a crisp sound.

"Humans want to popularize magic energy to mortals."

"This is absolutely not allowed by the gods."

Looking at Magnan III, Zhou Li said calmly: "One hundred and fifty years ago, the first magic gun was released. From then on, Twelve Moons, who had always been gentle with magic energy, began to become nervous. They began to vaguely reveal that magic energy is a force representing destruction. If used in combat, irreversible disasters would occur. Twelve Moons began to forbid the church from using magic guns, and no longer acquired weapons related to magic energy."

"Later, the advantages of magic guns were discovered. When it was about to become popular, an inexplicable invisible force prevented people from using this weapon. Soon, magic guns began to disappear. At least, people would not think about the meaning behind magic guns."

Magnan III, who understood the meaning of the gun, felt a chill. He stood there in a daze, looking at the human-shaped targets in the distance, with thoughts surging.

"I thought at first that your world was an existence that reached the extreme of civilization. You are the saviors who control everything outside this planet, and the gods who come to save our tiny planet. Because you can see the stars, you can get in touch with knowledge outside the world. You even left the land under your feet and went to other worlds."

After a long time, Magnan III asked Zhou Li in a hoarse voice: "Please tell me truthfully that the world in your hometown, civilization has not developed to the level I imagined, right?"

"That's right."

Zhou Li did not deny it. He nodded and said truthfully: "You can tell you this way that the civilization of my hometown world is even behind you. Because our individuals are fragile and have no concept of career. At the same time, our way of obtaining energy is still to boil water. Our main energy is simply not as good as magic energy."

"It can be said that the technological level of this world exceeds mine. But you are like a group of primitive people, under the undeveloped national system, using the weapons of primitive people to engage in barbaric wars."

"Because no matter how developed your technological level is or how powerful your magic energy is, in the final analysis, magic energy is just for a small group of professionals in the whole world. And the mortals with the largest number of people will never be able to access magic energy. This is also the reason why you have been standing still for a thousand years."

"I can tell you that magic is the only possibility that you can see the stars."

Zhou Li looked at Magnan III with a shocked expression and said firmly: "The magic energy is the only possibility for this world to create a higher-level civilization."

"That's why they learn these things, right?"

How long has it been, Magnan III could no longer calculate. He just felt that the time was a bit long, and it made him feel pain and sad. He raised his head and asked tremblingly in the voice of the old man, "Is there any saving in this world?"

When the butler heard this sentence, his eyes suddenly widened and an incredible expression appeared on his face. As the butler who had served Magnan III for decades, he had never heard of this silent and resolute emperor like obsidian, showing such a desperate and sad expression.

He just heard that the gods targeted the magic power, and that His Highness the Brave seemed not friendly to the gods. The housekeeper didn't understand why his emperor was so desperate. The emperor had ten invincible legions under his command, and Magnum was a superpower with strong national strength and tens of millions of professionals in the world. Why was he desperate?

This is a professional.

"I have no idea."

Facing Magnan III's almost begging questions, Zhou Li shook his head and replied calmly: "I just realized the problem of magic energy from the perspective that does not belong to this world. As for whether this world can be saved, it is not my final say."

"What I'm doing now is actually no different from what you did before. I just equip a group of professionals with magic guns. To be honest, even if the gods see it, they won't care."

Shrugging, Zhou Li said indifferently: "To be honest, I am not an inventor either. At least in my world I am just a liberal arts student, and I know nothing about the principles of science. Therefore, don't think about asking me to help you with technology, that's unrealistic."

"I have told you so much, but I actually want to tell you who the real enemy is and what exactly bound you to this planet. Of course, I can also show you the current strength of the Second Legion, but..."

Zhou Li looked at Magnan III, with a dim expression, and hummed, "It seems that you don't have the mood now."

"well."

Magnan III sighed deeply. The truth that Zhou Li unraveled for him caused a huge impact on his values ​​in this life. At the same time, he finally let go of his fantasy and recognized his true enemy - the god.

"Of course, I've come here, I'll always meet your second brave man."

Zhou Li turned around, waved his hand, and said with his back to Magnan III: Don't forget that your cheap daughter is also a visitor from another world. She may understand some things better than I do."

The silence spread in the fortress. Magnan III looked at the Second Legion who was studying hard, and complex emotions flashed in his muddy eyes. After a long time, he looked at Zhou Li, who was facing his back, and asked:

“Is the starry sky beautiful?”

"I can't give you a subjective thing like beauty."

Zhou Li shrugged, then he paused for a moment and continued:

"But, I can tell you that the starry sky is very big and very big. This world is not even a speck of dust in the starry sky."

"Thanks."

Close his eyes, Magnan III spoke. At this time, he did not have any decadent atmosphere. He returned to his former appearance, calm and calm.

"What do you thank me?"

Zhou Li asked indifferently, "I'm just waking you who's sleeping in a collapsed house. You could have left quietly in a beautiful dream. Now, you still have to die in your wake."

"I would rather do this."

Magnan III looked at Zhou Li, and he smiled, with a relieved smile that he had never felt before.

"At least, I still have dignity when I am sober."

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There are only two people in the huge arena.

The short-haired girl wearing heavy silver armor and holding a sword and shield stood proudly on one side. Her sharp short hair and heroic appearance, and her meticulous expression made Don Quixote look like a beautiful statue, solemn and full of artistic beauty.

Compared to Don Quixote, Toreya, wearing light armor and holding a silver spear, looked a little thin. Her long blood-colored hair was tied behind her head by a black head rope, and her ponytail swayed gently with the breeze. Her eyes, like a blood-marrow jade, had a restrained edge, and her elegant appearance was cold, as beautiful as the moon in the clouds and was untouchable.

One was holding a gun and the other was holding a sword and a shield. The two were standing quietly in the center of the arena, with no one talking and no one launching an attack. They were all waiting for an opportunity.

Close your eyes.

Just a blink, a blink beyond expectations. The glory of glory flashed on Don Quixote's tower shield. She lowered her posture and burst out with jaw-dropping terrifying power on her legs. In an instant, Don Quixote was like a meteor and smashed towards Toreya not far away.

Facing the fierce Don Quixote, Toreya was not panicked. She put a little force on her waist and inserted a silver spear into the yellow sand casting ground. The next second, Toreya's body full of beauty hung upside down in the air. Her wrist shook, and a silver light shone on the spear. But in an instant, Toreya landed on Don Quixote's side from mid-air, and the tip of the gun pointed directly at Don Quixote's eyebrows.

Don Quixote made a quick decision, stomped his right foot and stopped his body. The tower shield blocked Toreya's spear. At the same time, she used the power of her forward to rush up the long sword in her hand. A "qi" burst out from the sword's edge condensed and burst out, and rushed to Toreya, who seemed to have no time to dodge when she was collecting the gun.

Let go, lean back, and take a step.

Two actions perfectly avoided Don Quixote's counterattack. But correspondingly, Toreya's spear fell on the ground. Just as Don Quixote breathed a sigh of relief and was about to let Toreya, who had lost his weapon, admit defeat, she saw Toreya falling backwards still had the expressionless iceberg expression. At the same time, there was also a 44 classic Magnum pistol.
Chapter completed!