Ruling 8_Read the full text of Ruling for free_Chapter 8 The battle partner comes from
After passing through the narrow alley, twisting and turning in the dim candlelight, Williams led Roy to a stop in front of a black metal door.
With a solemn expression, the old man took off a square jade plaque hanging from his neck and placed it in the hollow in the center of the door. With the input of magic power, the magic symbols on the jade plaque shone one by one.
After a moment, the light of these symbols flowed into the magic pattern engraved on the door like mercury.
The light of the magic patterns expanded in all directions. When the complex magic patterns on the black door lit up one by one from the inside out, a gap opened between the two doors, getting bigger and bigger.
"Follow me." Williams gave Roy a serious look and walked in the door first.
Roy looked left and right, feeling a little nervous.
In the warehouse just now, before he could even recover, he was grabbed by Williams who rushed in and was brought here without any explanation. His mind is still dazed. What happened? This old man took him
What do you want to do here? I don't know anything.
Roy poked his head around, carefully looked at the situation inside the door, and then stepped in.
The light of a magic barrier gently swept across Roy's body, turning the scene in front of him from the dim alley and the cold black door into a small bright palace.
The scene in front of him made Roy couldn't help but open his mouth.
I saw the display racks around the hall, densely packed with various books and parchment scrolls. Countless magic patterns were wrapped around the beams and walls like vines, and various murals and statues were lifelike. Above the head was a high
There is a high arched dome and the ground is paved with smooth marble. Several magic leopards silently patrolled past, guarding the place like ghosts.
Williams stood in the center of the hall. Beside him were twelve stone pillars at random heights. On the pillars, suspended were several rune stones with extremely strong magic fluctuations. On a stone platform surrounded by the pillars, stood
There is a huge humanoid war puppet with magic patterns.
The war figure is six meters tall. Its whole body is golden, and its entire shape is just like the Titan from ancient myths and legends on the mural next to it. It has a bald head, eagle eyes, and a bare upper body. Every inch of its powerful body is full of power. Even just a single
Standing quietly in front of him, he seemed to be rushing over at any moment, giving people a chilling sense of oppression.
Roy believed that if this war partner was alive, even if there were ten of him, he would only be killed instantly.
Almost at the first sight of this war puppet, Roy had completely forgotten everything around him. He stared blankly into the war puppet's eyes, looking at the complicated magic patterns on his metal body, and he could not tell what was happening under his feet.
He walked over step by step, his eyes were so mesmerized that he couldn't extricate himself.
From a very young age, Roy had heard about the existence of the Demon Pattern War Puppet.
The legendary magic pattern war puppet is not a gadget made by some magicians nowadays, nor is it the stupid guy who always causes problems in the dwarf's mechanism city, nor is it the kind that only has a humanoid and guardian during the entrance exam.
Outside of the shield, the test golem can only be beaten and cannot fight back.
Those who can be called magic pattern war partners are created by the top magic civilization of mankind. They are invincible products of wisdom that can charge into battle and fight through thousands of demon armies.
In the century-old war between humans and demons, humans have repeatedly inflicted heavy losses on the demons with the help of magic pattern war puppets. If the demons had not used human sea tactics and the mistakes of human commanders at that time, they destroyed a large number of magic pattern war puppets of the human coalition.
The cost and difficulty of making the Demon Pattern War Puppet are too high, and I am afraid that the Demon Tribe will have been driven out of the God-given Continent long ago.
According to legend, at the end of the Hundred Years' War, all human beings' magic war dolls had been lost, but Roy never dreamed that there was still such a complete body hidden in the secret camp hall deep underground.
Magic Pattern War Puppet.
With just one glance, Roy knew that this war figure was definitely not a modern product.
Although the war puppet has obviously been carefully maintained and wiped, and its body is shiny and spotless. However, if you look carefully, you can find that there are still numerous scars left by the fierce battle on this war puppet's body. Not only the shoulders, but also the chest
, traces of cuts and cuts with swords, guns, swords and axes can be seen everywhere on his lower abdomen and other parts. Even his ears are missing a piece.
However, this actually makes this war puppet look more aggressive.
"His name is Nick," Williams' voice rang in Roy's ears, "Titanic."
Roy's eyes turned from Titanic to Williams.
An old man in a black robe quietly raised his head and stared at Titanic with complicated eyes.
Roy had seen this kind of look on his grandfather William before. He was very familiar with it. It was a look that looked back on the past, with a look of sadness, regret, but no regrets.
"He is one of the seven Titan war dolls created by mankind at the end of the Hundred Years War, and he is also the only one that survived. The other six were said to have been destroyed in the final battle," Williams said.
He said slowly, "No one in the secret camp knows this secret except me and Dean Gustas."
With that said, Williams turned around and said to Roy: "Are you shocked?"
Roy nodded blankly.
This is a miracle in magic pattern science and the most brilliant light of human magical civilization. Standing in front of this war idol, Roy felt his own insignificance, the vastness of history, and the indescribable power of human magical civilization.
The brilliance of staring at it makes people unable to help but feel awe.
"Thirty years ago, when we got him, we were as shocked as you." Williams suddenly smiled, and a hint of warmth appeared on his serious and rigid face, "At that time, we were only thirty.
Many years old is the most confident and ambitious age. Although when I got him, he was already broken. But I believe that as long as you give me time, I will be able to repair him."
Speaking of this, Williams' eyes gradually dimmed, "I don't know if I am lucky or unlucky to have him. In order to repair him, I devoted half of my life and all my efforts. For thirty years, every day
I will spend most of the day here..."
Roy opened his mouth slightly and looked at the old man quietly, his eyes solemn and respectful.
Although in Williams' mouth, this was just an understatement, he understood that for a magician who could easily obtain glory and wealth, he had to endure thirty years of loneliness and spend his whole life doing one thing.
, how difficult it is, and how valuable it is.
Williams said: "However, even though I have devoted myself to studying magic patterns for thirty years and collected many secret magic patterns and ancient magic patterns, I have not been able to complete even one-third of the restoration work."
As he said that, he turned to look at Roy, "I am over sixty years old this year. The older I get, the less energetic I am. These days, I have been thinking about whether I will ever have the chance to see
The day Nick regained his vitality. The more I think about it, the sadder I feel. I understand better than anyone that with the current progress, even if I am given another sixty years, I will not be able to complete this work."
Hearing the old man's voice, Roy also felt a little sad. Just as he was about to say something to comfort him, he saw Williams looking at him seriously and saying, "But, I didn't expect to meet you at this time."
"Me?" Roy was speechless. His heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself: "Does he want me to be his successor?"
When he thought that Williams might say to him, "I'll leave it to you to do what I couldn't accomplish. If you study for another thirty to fifty years, you will definitely be able to do it." Roy felt like he was struck by thunder. Don't say three.
Fifty years, only three to five years, I'm afraid I'll have gone crazy.
Thinking of Malt's charming eyes that seduced him, thinking of Alessia's bright eyes, thinking of his childhood dream of eating well and drinking in his knight's castle, having endless dance parties, and doing mischief with a beautiful maid in his arms, Roy
His face was filled with pain and tears.
However, his pitiful look was ignored by Williams.
The old man said seriously: "I watched the whole process of you transforming the Fire-winged Soul-Eating Armor in the warehouse just now. Moreover, I also studied the magic pattern array you cracked. Although there are many things that I can't understand.
, However, because of this, I am certain that your magic pattern attainments are definitely not inferior to mine in some aspects. If the two of us join forces, we will definitely be able to repair Titanic."
The old man became more and more excited as he talked. He grabbed Roy's arm and his eyes lit up: "If you can break the dark camp magic circle and the fire-winged soul-devouring armor, then you can definitely break Nick's magic pattern. This is what I am now
The biggest difficulty is that as long as this is solved, it will not take ten years, no, maybe as long as five years, we can repair it."
Five years?
Roy didn't want to do it. He immediately shook his head and refused, "Mr. Williams, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that my ability is limited..."
"What?" Williams saw Roy shaking his head and immediately became anxious, "What do you want, just tell me!"
With that said, Williams took off the space ring on his finger and poured out the magic core, magic crystal, spirit wood, magic gold and other materials as well as magic robes, magic wands and other weapons and equipment. He said to Roy
: "Are these enough? You can choose whatever you want. As long as you can crack the magic pattern, I can give them all to you!"
Roy's eyes were almost completely bulging, and his mouth was stammering.
"Give it all to me?"
"Yes," Williams said without hesitation, "It's all for you. As long as you want it, it's all yours!"
Roy was completely confused.
Although he couldn't estimate the value of these things in front of him at the moment. However, if he thought about it, he knew what a staggering wealth the entire possessions of a top sage in the empire, the great magic pattern master, would be.
This can no longer be measured by money.
If other magicians were allowed to see what was happening in front of them, they would agree to any request made by Williams without hesitation, even if they had to sell their souls.
But what pained Roy was that he could do it all over the world, but he couldn't do it himself.
Even if the entire secret camp's treasures were piled in front of him, he wouldn't have five years to exchange them.
For a moment, Roy felt that the tip of his heart was aching. The temptation in front of him was too great. He couldn't eat it. Wasn't this old man deliberately torturing people?
Gritting his teeth hard, he took his eyes away from Williams' wealth with difficulty, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I can't agree."
"Why?" Williams snapped. "What do you want?"
As he said that, he turned around and looked around, as if he wanted to find a treasure that could make Roy interested. Finally, his eyes rested on the war puppet. He gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, if you can repair Nick, he will be yours!" After that!
. Before Roy could express his position, he said viciously: "If you don't agree, I'll spit out everything you just took!"
This time, Roy was dumbfounded.
Looking at Williams' attitude, it was obvious that if he dared to shake his head, he would be stripped naked and thrown out of the dark camp immediately. From Steve's words, he knew that even Guristas could not afford to offend this old man.
It's easy to deal with a young boy like me.
Holding on was obviously courting death. How could Roy, who had grown up with three different religions, not have the ability to observe people's emotions? He lowered his body and murmured his difficulties with an innocent face, and finally said, "...Williams
Sir, it’s not that I don’t want to agree, it’s really…”
"It's nothing." After hearing Roy's explanation, Williams understood his worries and laughed, "It's my fault. You misunderstood. I asked you to help, but I didn't mean to
You will be locked up here for three to five years. You just need to cooperate with me in my research when you are free."
As he said that, the old man pulled Roy and urged: "Come on, come on. Let's not waste time. Come and see Nick. This is a masterpiece..."
After hearing Williams' explanation, Roy breathed a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Then what you promised me just now..."
Williams was furious for a while. He glared at the greedy boy and said, "Whatever I promise you will count. You can choose what you want later. Work first!"
Roy agreed with a smile and followed Williams to a magic floating platform in front of the war partner.
"We found him when we were traveling in the Land of Chaos," Williams explained, raising the suspension platform in front of Titanic's huge face: "When we found him, he could no longer move. The magic pattern was completely
I have lost my functions and my body is covered in scars.”
As he spoke, Williams patted Titanic's nose lovingly, "However, don't look at the many injuries he suffered. In fact, his overall structure and internal mechanical parts are very strong, and there is almost no damage.
I don’t know what kind of metal and forging methods were used by the people who made it. It has been buried in the soil for hundreds of years without even a trace of rust."
Roy observed Titanic up close.
There is a pair of deep eyes on the huge metal head. The straight bridge of the nose is almost as long as Roy's upper body.
His huge bald head is carved with various magic patterns and symbols. These symbols are like flowers blooming on the vines, extending down from the ears and neck to the insteps.
This fierce giant brings a mysterious beauty.
"Here, take a look," Williams took out a structural diagram drawn on a parchment scroll and unfolded it. While pointing at the drawing, he pointed at the parts of Titanic's body that corresponded to the drawing, and said: "Here, here
, and here... These parts are where I found the damage. Look at this line first. I think this area should be the power magic pattern, but I have looked through all the books and can't find it.
There are magic patterns, so I can’t be sure..."
As he said that, Williams flicked his fingers, and the rune stones on the twelve stone pillars lit up at the same time. Green rays of light that were like vines entwined and penetrated the body of the war puppet, lighting up the magic patterns on the war puppet's body.
These rune stones are a kind of detection array, which can stimulate the arrangement of elements in the war puppet's magic pattern through magic detection when the war partner cannot be activated, so that the magic pattern master can easily perceive it.
Sure enough, Roy discovered elemental disorder in a part of Williams' finger.
Because one section of the magic pattern is damaged, the entire element is piled up here, clashing left and right, and cannot be passed to the next section of the magic pattern.
"What do you think?" Williams looked at Roy expectantly.
Without being able to truly determine the type of magic pattern, there is no targeted repair. This is the problem that has troubled him for many years. Roy's cracking of the Fire Wing Spirit Devouring Armor gave him hope.
However, in front of this complicated ancient magic pattern, Roy was also at a loss. After all, Titanic's magic pattern was much more profound than the Fire Wing Soul-Eating Armor. He wanted to find out the core life magic pattern at a glance and then distinguish it.
It is not easy to figure out the function of this magic pattern.
During the next several prayer hours, Roy was completely devoted to the study of magic patterns.
The magic lines and magic symbols were combined in different shapes to compare with the various life magic patterns in his mind.
This is an extremely mentally demanding job. Every once in a while, Roy must stop, close his eyes, meditate, and refresh himself. Otherwise, he will have a splitting headache.
Williams is in no rush either.
He has been studying for thirty years and has long understood how vast a project it is to repair the war partner. It took him so many years to identify and repair only one-third of the magic patterns, and the remaining damaged parts could not be repaired even in a month.
Identifying one line and repairing one line is also a great achievement.
It was quiet in the hall.
I don't know how much time passed, but just when Williams was about to greet Roy to finish his work for the day, he suddenly saw the corner of Roy's mouth curling up with an arc of joy.
Then, the young man took out the magic pattern pen, leaned over the body of the war partner, and sketched with all his concentration. One stroke, two strokes, three strokes... the dim magic patterns gradually lit up as the tip of the magic pattern pen moved around.
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Just when Roy finished sketching a small piece of magic pattern on Zhan Du's chest, Williams only heard a "clang" sound, as if a peerless sword that had been sealed for a long time was unsheathed.
Titanic's eyes suddenly burst out with two sharp rays of light!
There was no movement or any other reaction, just these two rays of light in his eyes, but it made this war puppet seem to be alive.
Williams stared blankly into his partner's eyes, unable to believe his own eyes.
Only he knows what it means when these eyes light up.
That is the core power magic pattern of Zhan Puppet. It is the foundation of the entire magic pattern system. In the past thirty years, he has tried to cross this threshold countless times, but what he got was failure again and again.
And today….
"This is his power magic pattern," the honest-looking young man on the floating platform turned around and shouted to Williams in the audience: "You are right!"
Looking at the young man's smiling face, Williams felt mixed emotions for a moment, and an unspeakable sour taste suddenly surged into his nasal cavity at this moment.
He tried hard to put on a smile, but tears filled his eyes.
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