The leaves and leaves are quietly hanging in the forest, lined up one by one, like stars hanging from the night sky, with countless twinkling dew drops on it.
The dew reflects the night dew, and the dew also reflects all the people and things it records. The edge of the dew is shining with red light, which is the flame that lights the sky.
The fire passed through the tree canopy and thick smoke rose again, like ink marks, hanging upside down under the night sky.
The fierce war cannot affect every silent corner in the forest. There are two people in the reflected crystal light.
The boy among them seemed very cramped. Guland was not the kind of child who had seen the world. Fortunately, he had gone along the way, and this bizarre experience broadened his horizons.
Although the scene in this sea of ​​trees is magnificent, it is not as good as the battle between the withered tree people in terms of thrilling and tension.
Guland only looked at Fang Zhu, who was busy inside and outside, and the other party was scattering some strange parts all over the ground, as if he was planning to assemble a machine.
"Mr. Ed... Commander," Guland couldn't help but speak, "We are the only ones here."
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment and raised his head, but he suddenly realized something, grabbed his hair and smiled, "Guland, what are you afraid of?"
In fact, the latter is not old enough to go there. He is just a big child. It is just the experience of the leader that has already lost most of his childishness in his expression.
Fang Yu's expression seemed very calm, but he answered playfully: "I'm here, don't worry."
He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and looked outside the forest - the mountains and forests reflected in the moonlight, which seemed to be calm.
"But……"
But Guland knew that there was no peace there.
He had seen an army passing through the valley with his own eyes. There was still a low buzzing sound in the sky, and countless airships were walking in the clouds.
The strength of the entire team was poured into the front line in the north. The flames lit in the sky were the most realistic portrayal of the war, but the flashing and explosion of fire only confirmed the anxiety and intensity of the battle.
No good news has been heard in the north.
What's more, Fang Zhu also told him that Shui Wuming, MTT and others, the Imperials, Ta Xin Singer and the Blade of the Rhino Gold can only stand stalemate. Even if they have the upper hand a little bit, it will take quite a long time to establish victory.
But do they really have that time?
At this moment, another army was passing through the mountains and forests in the south. They were not too far from the front line in the north. They were only about twenty kilometers and could reach it in one night.
And that's why they came to this place.
But can they really stop the coalition of the Ravendur Craftsmen Association, Silver Chain Island and Hanrui? Even though Hanrui was injured in the battle with the Rotao people, the remaining two craftsmen delegations were almost intact.
After losing the restraint of the White Tree Society, they headed north, and their strength was almost no less than the alliance of the imperial people in the north. So what did they do here?
Is it just monitoring the movements of the imperial people?
Guland was not sure about Fang Ling’s plan, but he always felt that he was useless to appear here - the others in the delegation regarded him as a killer weapon.
But this killer weapon has never shown its edge so far.
This made him feel a little inferior.
"What are you thinking about, Guland, you have to believe in yourself," Fang Rong seemed to see what he was thinking, and smiled and comforted her, "Everyone will select you, and Senior Sister Luo Wei will call you and me to come, which will naturally recognize your strength."
"But me."
"You can't believe Ms. Ming, she has personally selected you."
"No, I don't..." Guland was startled, but suddenly became stunned, "Can I really help?"
Fang Zhu nodded.
"Of course, you are an alchemist from the potion," he looked at the other person and stopped his work. "No one among us can compare you in this school, and we can't even speak softly."
Qurand was stunned again.
He nodded with uncertainty. The boy actually didn't know much about alchemy, but those from the Craftsman Association told him that there was a force that was beyond imagination in his body.
It was that power that gave him an unusual instinct and comprehension of alchemy and potions. He had only made up for many of the most basic things in recent times, but it involved the field of potions.
Some knowledge seems to be inherent.
"That's fine," Fang Yu nodded calmly, "Have you heard of the magic solvent-Her IX?"
Guland nodded again, "That's a coolant, which is mainly used to prevent the overheating of the magic core. But its preparation process is very complicated and in fact is not used in most cases, so it is only used in very few places."
"That's the one, the material is ready, and you will be responsible for preparing this magic solvent later. My requirements are quite special, and I require it to accommodate as much etheric magic as possible."
Fang Zhu raised his head.
He had a monocular goggle on his face, and a clockwork fairy was hanging in the air like the stars of the lonely night, continuously transmitting the pictures to his vision through the fairy doll "Owena-Thumb-Morning Star".
In the second half of the night, wind blew in the forest.
The breeze blows across the sea of ​​trees, forming a ripples on the canopy of the forest. In the mountains and forests, an army is moving forward silently.
He saw the Imperial people from the center of the dark structure, the Hanrui man, and the Silver Chain Island natives with strange patterns on their faces - and their contestants.
The two sides are very close.
But Fang Yu didn't think much in his mind.
"Through sex?" The boy was stunned when he heard his words. He could understand the other party's request, but he could not imagine where such a magic solvent could be used.
Qurand once again turned his attention to the parts on that place, "Is it used on this?"
Guland had never seen such a strange structure. Every part of it seemed to be beyond the records of the textbooks, and even made him recall the days he stayed in Istaniya.
The period was not long. He set out from Asa and was escorted to Tansnier. He did not see the great princess, but hurriedly met President Erna. There he had seen the skills of the Istani craftsmen. Although he only glanced at him quickly, he was still impressed.
The Istani people's attainments in magical construction have also surpassed other regions and formed their own system. Their most important understanding of the construction is not the mysterious engravings on the core crystal.
Instead, for the balance of energy of the overall system, magic power is evenly distributed among two systems, one is used to drive flexible configurations to act as usual, and the other is like the core of a magic wand grafted on it.
The magic craftsman uses that core to simulate magic, allowing flexible construction to exert power similar to that of the magician, and naturally far from the real casters' understanding of ether and magic.
But the actual effect is not much inferior.
The machine that Guland saw at this moment, which was gradually formed in Fang Zhu's hands, seemed to be similar to the masterpieces of the Istani people. He suddenly remembered that the famous dragon alchemist had also been to his hometown.
A sense of intimacy quietly grew from the boy's heart, which made him puff up and ask: "Mr. Ed... Leader."
"how?"
"Is this a magical construction?"
Fang Ling smiled with her teeth. He gently patted the shell of the strangely constructed curved body with his hand, and answered the question irrelevantly: "Guland, have you seen the night sky with stars in your hometown?"
Without waiting for the other party to answer, he said in a tone that seemed to be reminiscing:
"I have also been to the Silver Swishy Sea. The night sky is particularly beautiful and the stars are twinkling. Many years ago, it was called Eloquelin, and the Noumerlin elves planted silver ancient trees there-"
But then the war came.
Green Star came to the world, and disaster turned the forest into white land. After Esorin sank into the sea of ​​abyss, the climate of Kaolin-Ishurien changed drastically, and the once sea of ​​trees has now turned into a piece of silvery gravel.
Fang Yu's tone was a little melancholy, as if he had once again recalled the days he traveled in Istaña.
"The Noumerlin elves have also seen the same magnificent night sky. Through the knowledge of the starry sky, they have created their own alchemy."
"The starry sky we see in the planetary Circle is exactly what the elves also witnessed thousands of years ago. They passed this skill to mortals, and mortals can continue to move forward on this road."
"I have a teacher," he continued, "not Ms. Ming, who taught me only one skill, and that skill was not even perfect, but it had at least a glimpse of the gate that the Noumerlin elves had ever seen."
Guland was confused when he heard it.
At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room finally found the information they wanted.
"Why is he here?" Jeros was slightly surprised. He silently stared at the dark army that was constantly approaching the two of them, muttering to himself, "Are you saying that Ed intends to lead the two players of the Qurand to delay the pace of the army of the Ravendur Craftsmen Association. This is indeed a possibility, but..."
Even he himself doesn't believe in this possibility.
What are the strengths of the Kaolin people?
The parties in the sea of ​​trees may not be very clear at this moment, but those who were watching everything outside the field would not be unaware of it. The Gorland Craftsman Group almost devoted all its strength to the battle in the north.
If Fang Yu was still wearing the Valkyrie's outfit called the Peace Knight, there might be a chance to delay the progress of the Ravendur Craftsmen Association, but the main outfit was now blocking the Imperial Workshop.
So what are these two people, this Dragon Alchemist, intend to stop the imperial army from going to the northern battlefield to meet?
"If it's just a scheming," the young partner asked hesitantly, "Can you delay some time? "
"There is this possibility," Geros nodded slightly, but his tone was rarely uncertain - he was a host with rich experience and a commentator of the event. Generally speaking, he rarely made such mistakes. "After all, he is a dragon alchemist, and the imperialists will give him some respect. But the battle in the north was too intense, and he just used a trick to trick..."
He didn't say anything after that.
But it can also be heard that Gerald is not optimistic about this possibility.
No matter from which perspective, it is unlikely that both of them can stop the coalition of three craftsmen associations. Even if the Hanrui Craftsmen Association has no combat effectiveness at this moment, it is at least two and a half.
"But Jack, have you noticed?" asked the young partner, "Dragon Soul No. 8 is with them."
"I have noticed this a long time ago," Geros nodded slightly. "The players of the Golander Craftsmen Association have not used the No. 8 Dragon Soul Owena in the previous battle. I was wondering about this, but I didn't expect her to be here."
"But what's the use of having a dragon soul alone?" After a while, he added, "The fairy doll is just a command center. What he needs at this moment is an army, an army that is enough to match the coalition forces of the Lavendur Craftsmen Association."
"Seriously," continued Jeros, "I actually think that this Dragon Alchemist took this opportunity to go to the Central District, and there might be a greater chance. With that main structure, they can actually compare the progress with the Imperials."
But after saying this, Gerald felt that his assumption was a bit too ideal. Not to mention whether a main structure could be used alone to open the door of one of the three main towers in the central area. Even if it could, it would take at least a few days.
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While he was pondering, his young partner suddenly spoke again: "What is that..."
“What?”
Geralus was stunned and couldn't help looking in that direction. In the flashing fluorescent screen, Fang Yu was standing up from the ground in the picture. He took the box full of magic solvent from the hand of Guland.
At that moment, almost tens of millions of viewers who were paying attention to the game were watching the Dragon Alchemist slowly put the box into the strange component.
Fang Zhu's movements were so careful that the entire picture was filled with a sense of sacred ritual.
It was not until he pushed the box into the slide rail and allowed the magic solvent inside to connect to the gate tube inside the assembly, and then he couldn't help but let out a breath. Assembling this assembly was not complicated for him. Even if he hadn't operated hundreds or thousands of times, there were always dozens of times.
Since Istaniya and his party, he has known this magical structure that is both strange and familiar.
Fang Zhu narrowed his eyes and stared at his masterpiece - the unique construction he completed by himself still maintained its most classic appearance since its first appearance in the sand, but it was slightly different.
It is like a nautilus suspended in mid-air, with silver tentacles floating in mid-air, but there are three fixed, suspended silver modules surrounding it.
That's the biggest difference from what it looked like when it was first born.
But the function of the three flying modules is actually very simple. They are only used to connect with the fairy doll ‘Owena’, because the Siren’s construction is different from any type of construction on the market.
Not only is it a masterpiece born on the Istani magic craftsman's idea, but it is also because its core is encapsulated with an alchemy array that is very different from contemporary alchemy, which is the same type...
A completely different design from today's flexible construction.
Before this, it had never revealed its true appearance in front of the world.
Even in Fang Ling's view, in the real world, there is still a long way to go before this construct is truly launched, but in this world of tree seas, the rules set by the secret scholars gave him a chance to try boldly.
The future he wants to see.
Since there is such an opportunity, he certainly needs to verify it here.
"What is that?"
In Ma'er's live broadcast room, people whispered like this. But this time even the most knowledgeable people couldn't help but lose their speech. This weird construct has exceeded the cognition of most people.
The trip of the Seven Seas Brigade in the sand is like a mystery. Few people know what they have experienced, witnessed, and obtained there. This is the first time this construction has been presented to the world in this way.
But finally someone stuttered and pointed out its origin, "That thing looks... like a magical structure," someone said hesitantly. "It looks like an Istani training magical structure that simulates spell casting. Its significance is actually to verify the feasibility of different magical arrays, but its efficiency is very low..."
“Training construction?”
“So what’s the point of it coming here?”
"I just said it looks very similar, but it doesn't mean it is really. After all, most of the constructs come from many different series, and it may not be necessary that this thing may be a more advanced product of the same series."
"But what's the use of high-end ones?" asked in the live broadcast room, "It only has one."
"No, more than one," said the first speaker hesitantly, "see, that's..."
On the main stage, Jeros and his young partner stood up from their positions at the same time.
Including the wandering horse's live broadcast room, the wandering horse looked at the incredible scene that was happening on the scene with a shocking face. At that moment, time was like a freeze, and the shocked look stayed on everyone's face.
He also stayed next to Fang Zhu, on the face of the boy named Guland.
"This is impossible!"
Gerals's disobedience was heard through the live broadcast room and reached everyone's ears.
The nautilus-like structure was flashing with silver light. It stretched out a silver line and connected to Owena in the distance - the fairy lady floating in the air, quietly staring at the vast forest, with a cold silver light flashing in her pupils.
She turned around, as if she had real intelligence, and looked at Fang Zhu not far away in surprise.
Several magic circles are spreading over the "Simon" configuration, unfolding an extremely beautiful scroll of pictures—
"Is that true, Mr. Alchemist?" asked a cold voice.
"That's true, Ms. Owena," Fang Zhuge nodded, "You only need to manipulate these magic circles to complete my commands."
"This is……?"
"Yes, as you thought," Fang Yu nodded again. He didn't expect that Owena could really communicate with him-that quiet feeling reminded him of Miss Tata more than once, "This is the ancient alchemy array."
"Mr. Alchemist, I probably understand what you mean," Owena hesitated, "Do you want to?"
"In the world outside the sea of ​​trees, I was able to see the door," Fang Yu replied calmly, "but due to many restrictions, it is difficult for me to achieve it. But in the world of the sea of ​​trees, multiple parallelism is as natural as breathing..."
He paused for a moment.
"So when the technical threshold of this skill has almost completely disappeared," Fang Yu said, "I want to see the scenery behind the door."
His voice is no longer limited to his own spiritual world.
Instead, it seemed to be talking to Qurand beside him. The voice was soft and not too high, but fell into everyone's ears, but it was like thunder:
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "People often ask me, what is the meaning of ancient alchemy?"
“Is it just a technology to purify materials?”
"What other possibilities does such complex and clumsy alchemy have besides the meaning of throwing away the tools?"
"Actually, I have already been able to see the existence of that possibility," Fang Yu paused, "I just don't quite understand how to explain all this. The true meaning of the elves creation technique is actually..."
It will open up a new era.
He raised his hand, and a bunch of silver lights extended from his magic gloves, as if they were physically present, one by one with the peculiar component suspended in the air, with the fairy lady emitting fluorescent light.
When those magic circles start to flash.
Under the shocked eyes of people, a structure that was exactly the same as that of the Siren was formed, as if it was 3D printed and was gradually revealing its body from the air.
That is the creation of alchemy.
It is copying itself.
At first it was just a piece of metal material, a core, and a frame.
But soon the flesh and blood were plump, just like muscles and blood vessels growing from the bones, growing from the skeleton into another magical structure that was exactly the same as the original structure.
Then.
More magic circles have been expanded.
Like the starlight shining in the darkness, as he saw in the sandy sea of ​​Istaniya.
But Fang Yu didn't even look at the scene behind him. Only the starlight in his dark eyes reflected in the sky, staring at the craftsmen's future destined to arrive.
In the future there, there are the Noumerlin elves who once promised everything about mortals.
That's since the arrogant alchemist Ed-
Another era.
At the beginning of that era, countless red lights were emerging in the calm forest. Ravendur's army had arrived in front of the two of them.
Chapter completed!