Antiochus personally led him not to go up the tower, but out of the tower and onto a covered bridge. On the opposite side of the bridge was the top of the short tower.
The short tower is similar to a workshop, but it is larger. In a hall and several small rooms with more complete tools, a set of unique armor weapons are displayed on the stone platform under the supervision of layers of guards.
Hurlington followed Antioch and took a look. His eyes immediately widened. He hurriedly gathered around and looked at it carefully, exclaiming in surprise: "This thing is unusual... extraordinary."
Every piece of Supreme Armor is covered in a thin, almost invisible layer of mist. When viewed from a distance, the mist is clear, but when viewed up close, it seems to be absent. Winged helmets, shields, boots, neckwear, golden armor
and a long sword as hard as a pillar. It can be imagined that this piece of clothing must be full of sacred and inviolable majesty.
"Is it such a good thing?" Hullington climbed up on the stage and squatted beside it, staring obsessively: "It's called the Supreme? The name is very appropriate. It makes me feel..." He was about to touch it, but was stopped.
"What are you doing? Don't touch it, come down quickly, your behavior is desecrating it!" Antiochus was still tolerant at first, but when he saw that he was about to make a move, he shouted to stop, and he went up to lift him down.
Hurlington waved his hand to ward him off: "What are you doing? If I don't touch it, how can I understand its condition and repair it? If you don't let me touch it, then don't ask me to come!"
"You have quite a temper!" Antioch was also angry, but after thinking about it, he held it back: "It's okay to touch him, but don't play any tricks on me."
"If you can't trust me, you'd better let me go as soon as possible." Hullington rolled his eyes at him again, but he couldn't bear to part with this set of armor. He turned around and picked up the items on the table one by one. He played with all the parts.
After a long time, Antioch looked at the damaged areas again. Antioch waited impatiently and kept urging, but he just pretended not to hear.
Antiochus didn't want to wait here, but such an important thing was for outsiders to study. He couldn't do it without watching it in person, so he had to move a chair and sit next to it and wait.
After a little two hours, Hurlington noticed something and said "Huh". Antioch stood up from the chair and asked: "What's wrong? Can you fix it?"
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, let me take a good look, you get out of the way, you all get out of the way." He jumped off the stone platform and opened his posture, the palms of his hands bloomed with brilliance, the magic power was strong, the wheels behind him were locked, and the formations were locked.
A large silver-trimmed eyeball and many small eyeballs emerged.
"What are you doing? Why are you summoning so many beholders?" Antioch and the guards thought that Hullington was going to do something bad, and the guys around them all showed up.
Hurlington just focused on looking at the pieces of armor on the stone platform, and said to them: "You guys stand back a little, I want to take a closer look at this thing, it... is very strange." As he said this, he held his left hand in front of him.
All the eyeballs were directed at the same time, staring at the things on the stage. Waves of invisible ripples spread in the room, and the small eyeballs shone a faint light around the big eyeballs, bathing every piece of armor.
Hurlington jumped on the stage again and made a careful distinction. The more he looked at it, the tighter his brows were furrowed, and he murmured: "It's weird, it's impossible... How could it be like this?"
Antiochus and the others were confused and could not be disturbed, so they could only stand aside and worry about it. They did not even notice that the Supreme Sky Shamur Khan came in.
Hurlington looked at each thing three times. His left hand emitted magic power, and his fingers slowly closed. The microwaves and shimmer emitted by the Ten-Bit Wheel and Quantum Eye slowly converged, locking and illuminating the supreme damage.
"Sure enough, it is really like this. There is such a thing." He shook his head and came down from the stone platform.
Just as Antioch was about to ask a question, he heard Shamuel's voice behind him: "Guest, is there anything wrong with my armor?"
Everyone in the room heard the voice of the Supreme Heaven and quickly turned around to salute.
Hurlington didn't know the identity of this person, so he used a common courtesy to show respect and said: "Is this your thing?"
"What's wrong?" Shamul was a little unhappy after hearing this.
"This whole set of Supremacy is half-finished," said Hughington.
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked.
Antiochus angrily shouted: "The Supreme Being is the most precious treasure of my sect. You, don't talk nonsense!"
"Why am I talking nonsense?" Hullington said to all of them alone: "I will tell you the truth about what I saw. Even if you don't believe it, I can't help it."
Shaml stopped Antiochus from talking anymore, raised his chin and asked: "Why do you say they are half-finished products?"
"Why? No why, they are." Hughington scratched his head: "How can I tell you... It's difficult to explain to you laymen using insider language." He thought about the words for a while and pointed: "It
, the whole is completed, but there are still some processes and steps left. I... I don’t know what the subsequent process steps are, because I am not the caster of these utensils, so I can’t figure it out for a while, but it must still be there.
The steps have not been completed. If you want to figure this out, you can only ask the person who made it, or find a master in this field, and find out about its materials and casting process. You may be able to know what steps are still needed."
Shaml Khan asked: "Can you figure it out, fix it and finish it off?"
"I……"
Shamul said: "Money is not a problem, just ask how much you want."
Hurlington was a little moved, but when he thought about it, he couldn't do it. It would take more than a few days or months to figure out the materials and techniques for such a treasure, especially the works of top masters, which always have unique ideas.
He might not be able to study these thoroughly in his lifetime. He didn't want to be trapped here, so he shook his head and said: "I can't do it. Although I am confident in my alchemy strength, my knowledge is still shallow, otherwise I would
There is no need to travel around and gain experience. It is best to find the person who made it, and let others mess around with it, otherwise it will really be damaged."
Shaml was not embarrassed. After all, it was easiest to find the Holy Garden for this matter, so he said to Antiochus: "Give him a sum of money. If he wants to stay here for two days, entertain him well. If he wants to leave, give him a gift."
A good carriage. If nothing else is left, it will grow gray."
Antiochus nodded in agreement and respectfully sent Shamel away from the short tower.
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Hurlington didn't want to stay in the Elephant King Tower for a moment. He didn't want to stay in this strictly forbidden place for a moment. When he left the tower courtyard, he saw a luxurious car with camel bridles waiting at the door. Hurlington happily went inside.
As soon as he lay down on the soft cushion, he felt comfortable from top to bottom. There was no one to drive him, so he hired a coachman at the inn. There was a heraldic mark like the King's Tower on the outside of the carriage.
Mr. Lingtong seems to be asking you to get in the car.
Hurlington didn't want to go out all night. He leaned against the car window and wanted to find a good hotel to spend the night. Suddenly he saw the face portrait posted on the notice board on the wall facing the street and thought it looked familiar. He asked the coachman to stop and get off the car.
When I went over and took a look, I was shocked: "Xi... Celeste Bingzhixie! Isn't he dead?"