Chapter 1129 Legendary Mages: We ran away, and we got together again
[Jade Crown] Lord Ripley was so anxious that he rushed out.
Where is the lead box that the Lord of Thunder handed over to him just now? For him, it is the most precious treasure in heaven and earth, and the highest dream of all alchemists!
What is the ultimate in alchemy?
It’s the Midas touch!
It’s elemental transformation!
It is to convert cheaper and lower-grade other metals into gold!
Countless people worked hard, countless people fought for it, countless people spent their lives on this, and even countless people... cheated and abducted.
There have been people who have come close, who have been able to convert gold from liquid, and can proudly claim that they have done it. But in the end, gold is still gold.
It is always there. Whether it is dissolved in strong acid or displaced and precipitated by metal, it is always there. It neither arises nor dies, neither increases nor decreases.
Not only gold, but also silver, brass, and various elemental elements have always been there. Down to the atomic level, they have never changed. The magicians have exhausted all means, but they can't produce any elemental elements.
any impact.
But now, that palm-sized, inch-thick box with only a ring-sized box in the middle contains nothing like dust.
As long as you open a little bit of the lid in the substantive meditation space and let your spiritual power seep in a little bit, this transformation legend who has spent his whole life on alchemy can clearly feel:
The elements inside are changing!
It keeps boiling, keeps spinning, and keeps spitting out strange rays——
Keep on turning into another element!
!
If we generalize this method, wouldn’t it be possible to make gold? Not just gold, but any element can be made!
[Jade Crown] Mr. Ripley is very anxious. The contents of that box are changing and decreasing every second.
For the Lord of Thunder, if he talks for one more minute, it means that he loses 60 seconds of research time and countless materials that can be researched!
He didn't even have time to say polite words, didn't even have time to walk out of the door, and just jumped out of the window. That is to say, the window here was under the control of the tower spirit of the Babel Tower, so it didn't make a crash, hit the sky with flowers and rain, and throw glass shards from high altitude.
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[Time Barrier] Although Mr. Steiner was shocked, he was not as shocked as the Alchemy Legend. However, facing these invisible and indeed lethal rays, he was also very motivated to study them:
It is conceivable that when this material is promoted on a large scale and legendary mages and high-level mages are involved in this research in large numbers...
Simple, effective, low-cost protective magic must be what they need!
According to Little Gretel, this kind of substance that emits rays is extremely lethal to the human body. Even high-level and even quasi-legends cannot withstand it. It is not easy for the Council to train magicians, so we must understand the research on protective magic!
Archmage Baierbo stood in awe, saluted with attention, and respectfully sent the two legends off. As soon as they were seen off, the Lord of Thunder turned his head and threw each of them a palm-sized lead box, and looked at it leisurely.
Take a look.
"Let's go back and study it right away!"
Archmage Baierbo straightened his spine as if he was electrocuted:
"This thing Little Gretel sent is very important! Especially the different types of rays, their nature, and why these substances emit rays... We will study them one by one!"
"Pay attention to safety." The Lord of Thunder reminded calmly:
"You have all read the paper Little Gretel sent. Take good care of it, use it if you have the golem, and use the secret eye if you have it. Don't let me hear about it, and you won't get along with it."
"is teacher!"
"We must do it, teacher!"
The two archmages answered in unison. Just kidding, a 19th-level high-level warrior has been lingering for so many years just because he breathed in this kind of dust. How can magicians like them compare with warriors in physical fitness?
If something happens to me because of my research, I'm afraid that if I don't die, I will be hung up by the teacher and whipped!
"Speed up your research. In a few days, when you send back the letter to Little Grete, if you haven't even come out with preliminary results..."
"Teacher, let's go study it immediately!"
The two archmages flew away. They went downstairs and went to their own laboratories. They asked the students to create separate rooms, set up lead boards, lead doors, and magic barriers. They ordered the students not to come in casually and adjusted the devil puppets to guard the door...
Then, I devoted myself endlessly, eating and sleeping in the laboratory in intense research work.
Weigh!
Separate!
Measure!
Hey, this box of ash doesn't seem to be the same element at all. It needs to be purified, purified and purified again!
The two great mages were so busy that if the mages hadn't ensured eight hours of sleep, they wouldn't even know when it was morning or night.
Upstairs, the Lord of Thunder slowly closed his eyes and concentrated on his own little world again.
Little Gretel... really gave him a big surprise.
When he was traveling that year, he had been close to the Elf Secret Realm, but he was driven away before he reached the outer edge. At that time, he had not reached Legend yet, so he couldn't defeat it. If he wanted to sneak in, he couldn't hide from the natural elements in the big forest.
Legendary perception...
Even so, the violent and boiling power in the Elf Secret Realm still left a very deep impression on his mind. To this day, he has never forgotten it——
Intelligent creatures, relying on their own strength, can actually create substances so powerful that they can compete with the world!
There are such things in the Elf Secret Realm and also on Yongju Island, but on a smaller scale. Unfortunately, Yongju Island is more tightly defended, and he has no chance to get closer to observe.
When he went to kill the indigenous demigods a few years ago, he flew over the New World and over the dense rainforest. Feeling it from a distance, the power at the center of the secret realm was still so powerful that it frightened him.
But he didn't expect that little Grete could actually convince the elf to shovel out the sample from the center of the violent secret realm and give it to him!
Just by covering the sample with his own meditation world, the Lord of Thunder can feel the surging, violent, and ever-exploding power in the box.
A small box as big as a ring can do this. If it were the center of the Elf Secret Realm, I wonder what it would look like?
And the samples in the box were emitting different rays every moment... The Lord of Thunder felt it with his spirituality. The types of those rays were different, some were light, some were heavy, and some were heavier than light.
Light, some are much heavier than electrons.
It was extremely chaotic in all directions. The only similarity was that every type of ray could make his spirit feel dangerous.
Little Grete said that a small-scale explosion on the periphery would injure even high-level warriors, and a large-scale storm in the center would annihilate even legends. Even the more peripheral contaminated areas, unprepared and waiting for a long time, would be destroyed.
Gradually he suffered from strange diseases.
The Lord of Thunder closed the box with a snap and sealed these deadly things tightly. He knocked on the table and raised his voice:
"Mr. Hermoncrus. - Please show me the map and search the mountains around Yingor Peak. Are there any mountains with hard and thick rocks that are not easily broken, have no water veins, and have no mineral deposits? In particular,
There is no magic crystal mine!"
"Dear Lord of Thunder, please wait a moment." The voice of the Tower Spirit of Babel instantly came from the crystal ball in the upper right corner of the desk:
"I will search for you right away. - The mountains that meet your requirements have been marked for hundreds of miles around Yingol Peak. Please look at the map -"
"Minus the hills that have been developed."
"Minus the hilltop where the mage tower has been built."
"minus……"
As the requests were made one by one, on the three-dimensional projection map, the illuminated mountain tops disappeared one after another. In the end, only two peaks were left standing:
There is a mountain named Meiglan Peak, thirty miles southeast of Yingol Peak, only half the height of Yingol Peak, with gentle slope and lush vegetation;
The other one is called Anbote Peak, which is two-thirds as high as it is in the northeast of Yingol Peak. It is a solitary peak and stands thousands of feet tall. Except for a pair of golden eagles nesting on the top, from the top of the mountain to halfway up the mountain, there is a decent peak.
There are no caves.
"This is it!"
The Lord of Thunder pointed at Ambert Peak and said:
"Mark it for me and I will open a laboratory there. In addition, help me assemble 1,000 square meters of 5 cm thick lead plates, 20 square meters of 1 cm thick lead plates, and 1 square meter of leaded glass... Advanced Experimental Magic
Five of them, 100 grams of gold foil..."
He rattled off a list. Mr. Hermoncruz remained silent until he finished the list before answering:
"Okay, Your Excellency, Lord of Thunder. The required supplies will be delivered to your laboratory before 8pm, and they will be deducted from your experimental funds for this year. Please authorize me."
"Can't it be earlier?"
"Sorry, there are a few supplies that need to be processed on site. They will be completed at 8pm, which is already the earliest."
"Okay. Confirm authorization."
At 8 o'clock in the evening, the top of Yingol Peak was already shrouded in deep darkness. Most of the magicians had already got off work and took the small train down the mountain to go home. Only a small number of particularly hard-working personnel were still working in the laboratory.
The Lord of Thunder counted all the supplies, put them all into his personal space, and flew to Ambert Peak.
He flew in a circle around this solitary peak, and found a small cave one-third of the way from the peak, and ducked inside. With his spiritual power unfolding, the rocks on the cave wall softened silently and extended inwards.
One meter, two meters, ten meters, fifty meters. The Lord of Thunder slowly walked into the heart of the mountain, opened up a laboratory that he was satisfied with, released the puppets, and began to erect the lead plates. Halfway through, he suddenly turned his head:
"who?"
"Christine, you also chose this place..."
A familiar voice floated from the entrance of the cave. [Jade Crown] Lord Ripley walked in slowly with two golems:
"I'm still thinking that this cave is good and suitable for use as a laboratory..."
"I think so too."
On the other side of the mountain, a third voice sounded leisurely and with a bit of a wry smile.
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