Chapter 119 Reply from Hell
Magic teaching can be done after the battle. The most important thing right now is naturally to deal with the army of clay golems besieging Iron Fang City!
As the dust from the explosion dispersed, the clay golems finally came to their senses, raised their fists as big as casseroles, and rushed towards the two undead at the entrance of the Mechanical Hall.
Even if the undead unit has more than 90% physical immunity effect, it cannot withstand a group of clay golems fighting with hatred——
Attacks with killing intent can hurt the spirit body!
Without any delay, Miranda immediately started the next round of casting.
The wind blade superimposed with "chemical elements" has a miraculous effect!
Equipped with the "Ignition" skill, and under the "Command" of suffocating the chemical pool, he swept away a large area of rushing clay golems with lightning speed!
From Miranda's intuitive feeling, in terms of destructive power alone, the power produced by the superposition of these two black iron-level magics has even reached the bronze-level level!
It was precisely because of this that a storm arose in his heart, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground in shock.
Even a top magician who has been awarded the title of Grand Mage by the Royal Academy of Magic is almost impossible to produce the destructive power of a bronze-level spell with only two black iron-level spells without rewriting the spell!
It is common sense in today's academic circles that if you want greater destructive power, you must use higher-level spells!
In the academic states of the empire, there are indeed dedicated scholars who study primary spells and study the combination of different spells to increase the maximum damage effect of a unit's magic power.
For example, the most typical method is to inject a small amount of fire element into the "ground thorn" magic, so that the ends of the ground thorns are given the toughness of metal.
Another example is injecting a small amount of fire element into the "water arrow" magic in a special chanting method, allowing the water arrow to explode after contacting the target, causing steam burns, etc.
These technologies are mainly used in the empire's spellcasting groups to improve their battlefield survivability and individual combat effectiveness as much as possible when the vast majority of magic apprentices are unable to break through their own bottlenecks.
But even in these cutting-edge fields, the improvement effect can only be in the range of 10% to 30%.
And the effect he sees now is not only 10%~30%, but he believes it if it is 300%! !
If this terrifying power is applied to the empire's spellcasting group, the latter's combat effectiveness will rise by more than one level!
If the results of this research were released in a public lecture in the Academy, the emperor might personally make him a count!
Of course, this is just a hypothesis.
Since he has become an undead, it would be meaningless for him to become an earl, and besides, he is not very interested in worldly power.
From the "magical knowledge" in the necropolis, he saw an unprecedented possibility!
In this unprecedented possibility, the magicians of the future will no longer just rely on their innate talent and strength! Instead, like the dwarf craftsmen under the inscription system, personal knowledge will play a greater role in it!
For a scholar obsessed with extraordinary mysteries, this is more exciting than making him a king!
"...Noisy wind, please listen to my call in the form of 'carbon monoxide'!"
With the assistance of extended chanting, Miranda began to try to infuse new combination elements into the bronze-level spell.
The surging magic gradually manifested itself in a shape he was familiar with, and under the pull of his mental power, it gathered into a high-pressure cyclone in his hands.
「The wind is howling!」
As soon as the mantra was chanted, the high-pressure cyclone blew forward like a dragon's breath.
Still the ignition magic!
With the snap of his right hand's fingers, the sparks flying forward instantly turned into the breath of the fire dragon, and dozens of clay golems were instantly blown into pieces all over the sky!
It’s too strong!
In terms of pure destructive power, it might be as powerful as the fine steel-level "Explosive Flame Technique"!
Looking at the bombed group of swaying clay golems, he took a sip of the chemical pool and shouted excitedly.
"Great! Try cyclotrimethylenetrinitramine again!"
Miranda was stunned for a moment.
What???)
After taking a sip of boredom in the chemical pool, he wished he had not been shown the preparation of that thing in the experiment just now, and yelled while making random gestures with his famous hands and feet.
"It's Black Lock Gold!!! Something more awesome than black powder! Or yellow explosives will do!"
"...?"
Miranda couldn't understand what he was calling at all, and what came out of the translation crystal was just a string of chirps.
There were too many special nouns, so he could only pretend not to hear them and continue casting spells at his own pace.
The battle is actually over here.
Most of the dozens of clay golems were wiped out by him alone, and the rest were either dead or injured!
These are "elemental spirits" and it seems that they are not simply summoned creatures, but conscious beings.
After realizing that nothing could be done, they decisively chose to retreat and fled deeper into the maze.
Bond did not pursue, but silently put away his sword, staring at the two undead at the entrance of the hall with expressionless eyes.
Especially the transparent one.
At this moment, a loud scream broke the silent battlefield.
∣ 的 Oh ! by the way' !
Hearing the chief's shout, the moles who had gotten into the garbage pile also came out one after another. While cheering for victory, they ran towards the clay golem's body, dismantled them into parts in threes and fives, and moved them into the cart that had been prepared.
The clay dropped by these clay golems is quite "fertile" and can be said to be the best fertilizer!
It is full of various minerals and organic substances, which can even be eaten directly by moles. If not eaten, it is also very useful for growing some root plants.
The attack of the golem puppets was repelled in this way. All the professional life players breathed a sigh of relief and walked in the direction of the chemical pool.
"What happened just now?!"
"Is that gunpowder? Or is it a dust explosion?"
"You will definitely not guess," he said with excitement after taking a sip of the chemical pool, "I filled the wind blade with carbon monoxide!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
Especially Zheng Fangfang, the number one competitor of Anxunsi Group, directly exclaimed.
"Holy shit! How did you do this?!"
Listening to the fanatical scream on his face, he took a sip of the chemical pool and pretended to be mysterious and smiled, but did not answer.
"I will tell you if you ask."
Zheng Fangfang: "@#%!"
In fact, this thing is not a secret.
Now that the development team has tested this system, I bet that it won’t be long before someone discovers how awesome this game’s freedom is!
But before that, he had to enjoy this "exclusive technology" for a while!
Seeing that the chemical pool was stuffy and he refused to say whether he was alive or dead, everyone turned their attention to the ghost next to him.
Speaking of which, this is the first time they have seen such a thing as a ghost in the game!
"Good guy, it's transparent!"
A player reached out and touched it, and was pleasantly surprised to find that his hand passed through him, while the player next to him showed a subtle expression.
"Well, I feel weird if you touch her like this." Looking at the skeleton soldiers who kept touching her body with their hands, Miranda had an obviously embarrassed expression on her face.
Seems to have realized that their behavior was a bit presumptuous, and a group of young players immediately pulled their hands back in embarrassment.
There are still a small number of people who have no sense of boundaries, and most people are relatively normal.
A group of people turned to ask other questions.
"You are the new NPC?"
"What's your name?"
In the current context, the word NPC was directly translated by the translation crystal as "the minions of the devil".
Unexpectedly, the Demon King's minions would see her in this way. Miranda was flattered when she heard this, with a shy smile on her face.
"I... was indeed rescued by that adult, but he didn't seem to like me very much."
He was actually not sure about this matter, after all, he and the Demon King had not seen each other since then.
Although he wanted to float over a few times to express his gratitude, he was delayed due to various things. When he wanted to do so, the adult had disappeared.
After all, he is the Demon King and cannot always stay on the fourth floor of the maze.
In addition, he himself is an introvert, so he put the matter on hold.
"Indeed," Zheng Fangfang touched his chin and said critically, "You don't have cat ears, so I'm afraid it will be difficult for the devil to like you."
Miranda: "...?"
Don't listen to his nonsense, come with me!"
Hitchhich saw that his competitor was about to take the NPC he had picked up, so he took a deep breath and quickly led it away from the chemical pool, and then said after getting rid of the group of colleagues.
"Anyway, you hang out with me first, and when I become awesome, I will introduce you to the Demon King."
Milan was shocked when he heard this, and his eyes shone with excitement.
"Really?! Can you introduce me to the Demon King?!"
Hunted at the chemical pool, he straightened up his chest and said confidently.
"That must be possible! Lord Demon King is very familiar with me! My name was given by him! By the way, the method of injecting carbon monoxide into magic..."
Miranda said excitedly.
"I will teach you now!"
The principle of injecting carbon monoxide into the wind blade is not difficult, at least for Miranda.
In terms of the principle of spell casting, the so-called magic is to use one's own mental power to embody the "magic" floating in nature into specific "elements", and then fill it into a specific "framework".
What Miranda did was to conceive of an element called "carbon monoxide".
This element is composed of one part oxygen and one part carbon. He has a basic concept in his mind including the characteristics of the combination, such as being toxic, being able to burn, etc... Its principle is similar to that of niche metal magic.
By the way, after understanding the concept of the "iron" element, he discovered that iron can be created out of thin air without the combination of earth and fire elements. And not only does it consume less magic power, but the duration of the iron block's existence is also longer than before.
In short, the whole process seemed to Miranda to be a simple matter, and he had no doubt that the people in the necropolis would have an easier time doing this than him. After all, the 118 elements were common knowledge to them.
However, what Miranda didn't expect was that although the skeleton soldier in front of him had a lot of theories, he held his hands up for a long time and couldn't even hold back a breeze.
If he hadn't seen what a black iron-level skeleton soldier looked like, he couldn't help but wonder if this guy didn't have extraordinary power.
"How about... we should start from the most basic meditation?" Miranda said in a tentative tone, "Maybe your mental power is too low."
No. ...Let’s practice leveling," he took back his tired hand and cursed, "Damn, you can’t just think about overtaking in corners all day long, you still have to do something."
Miranda: "Leveling?"
He took a sip of the chemical pool and said: "It's just killing monsters. Brushing monsters can gain experience. Gaining experience can increase your level, which means you can increase your extraordinary power... Don't you know?"
Miranda looked at him in confusion and shook her head.
"I've never heard of..."
Huffed the chemical pool and looked at him with disdain.
"Tsk, you're a scholar, and you don't know anything when asked... What level of teaching are you, you might as well tell me!"
Miranda wanted to refute but couldn't find a reason to refute, so she could only lower her head in shame and said.
Stuffed the chemical pool: "In a word, that's it. You will be responsible for pulling monsters and outputting damage for a while, and I will support you from behind... By the way, try to leave the last blow to me."
Miranda nodded repeatedly.
"Okay, okay!"
A strange scene appeared outside Tieya City.
A skeleton and a ghost are wandering on the third level of the maze.
They use special magic and cooperate tacitly, becoming a being that scares countless monsters.
Not only that, they occasionally get together to discuss physical chemistry and magic skills, and think about how to make monotonous magic skills more fancy.
In the distance, several short, stooped dark green monsters were hiding in the dark and watching secretly. Looking at the skeletons and ghosts who cooperated tacitly, their faces were filled with surprise and even horror.
The whispering voice is passed between the overgrown ears...
"What kind of magic is that——"
"It's so scary!"
"Yes, you have to hurry...report it to the king!"
…...
On the fourth floor of the maze, somewhere not far from the night elf tribe, a steep mountain stands in the misty forest.
The entire mountain is like a huge stone pillar, connected to the ground dome of the misty forest.
There are many structures similar to load-bearing columns in the misty forest, and there is even one in every other area.
Like the tower-like structures that connect the third and fourth floors of the maze, these "mountains" also have passages inside that can go back and forth between floors, and the latter are much more spacious than the former.
Some players have proposed installing elevators here to speed up travel between floors.
Luo Yan actually has this idea, but before he can implement this idea, he has more important things to do.
For example, fulfilling the promise to the night elf tribe - to restore life to the forest.
To do this, you must light up the crystal on the dome of the fourth floor of the maze.
I saw a small cave entrance and a ten-meter-square platform near the top of the mountain.
This is the highest point of the entire misty forest. It is only within arm's reach from the dome. Looking down, you can not only see the outline of the Gray Wind Tribe, but even the outline of the Misty Town...if the fog here happens to be not very thick.
At this moment, Luo Yan was following the leader of the Gray Wind tribe and standing on the wide platform.
The group of people looked around, with more or less surprised expressions on their faces.
"It's...incredible! It's like another world here." Looking at the forest under the dome, there was obvious envy in Arakto's voice.
The space and resources here are unimaginably rich for Shadow Weaver's lair, which is active on the first level of the maze!
I heard that the resources in the lower level of the maze are even richer than here.
I really don’t know how rich it is!
Sarah also had an expression of obvious surprise on her face, stretching her neck and looking out.
Although the richness here is not as rich as the Silver Pine Forest on the surface, it is surprising that such a huge forest is actually located underground.
"...This is the place closest to the dome, and it is also the brightest place on the entire fourth floor."
Following her father, Helen continued to speak to the back of the Demon King in a gentle tone.
"Our tribe will plant some herbs that grow on the cliffs nearby. Firstly, they can avoid being eaten by monsters, and secondly, only the light here can keep them alive."
"Can't your natural magic make them grow?" Luo Yan looked back at her and asked.
"It can't be done," Shirley, who was standing next to her sister, shook her head and replied, "Even natural magic cannot make plants continue to grow in an environment without sunlight. And those plants that have been ripened will soon wither without the support of magic."
Helen nodded, agreed with her sister's statement, and continued.
"As my sister said, magic cannot solve all problems."
"I see."
Luo Yan touched his chin and fell into thought.
At this time, Tyrell, the leader of the Gray Wind Tribe, walked up to him and cast his gaze on a cluster of crystals within easy reach.
They are like mushrooms in the rock crevices, growing on the dome of the fourth floor of the maze.
"...The misty forest of the past was not much worse than the Silverpine Forest, otherwise humans would not have thought of establishing an outpost near us. However, since the fall of Reggie Dragon, these crystals have been extinguished, and now there is only a little turbid light. We live in darkness most of the time and can only survive with difficulty."
Tyrell's expression had a hint of piety.
That is not piety to the devil or anyone else, but to this forest.
Luo Yan could hear the desire in his heart and continued in a casual tone.
"It's normal. These crystals themselves are maintained by the core of the maze. Rather, it's a miracle that there is still a little energy left."
Tyrell looked at him and said in a solemn tone.
"Do you... really have a way to restore it to its original state?"
"Of course there is," Luo Yan said with a calm face, thinking seriously, "It's just that I'm wondering... if there is a more energy-saving alternative that can replace the original one."
Tyrell was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion.
"Energy saving?"
"Well," Luo Yan nodded and continued, "To put it simply, it means using less energy to maintain the lighting on the fourth floor of the maze."
The energy structure of the entire maze can be said to be very unreasonable.
Perhaps due to the lack of quantitative statistical methods, or perhaps due to the lack of management experience, the previous Demon King's squandering of the power of faith can be said to be so extravagant that it is jaw-dropping.
After studying the design of the first four floors of the maze, Luo Yan has gradually discovered the problem.
There is a huge deficit in faith value throughout the maze.
There are many reasons for this.
Perhaps at a certain period, humans on the surface just relaxed their faith and sold their souls to the devil, which caused the balance of the power of faith in the labyrinth to increase sharply, so the devil began to build it.
As soon as the new facilities were built, the humans on the surface reconsolidated their faith in Saint Sith, causing the increase in the power of faith in the labyrinth to suddenly plummet, and the expenses exceeded the income, so the labyrinth could no longer sustain itself.
From this point of view, Reggie Dragon's grand invasion of the surface cannot be regarded as a completely unplanned move. It can only be regarded as a helpless choice at best.
After all, this huge wonder cannot be maintained solely by the power of faith contributed by local monsters. It must rely on the input of external power of faith.
This is like a typical export-oriented economy. When the "external market" shrinks, there are only two endings: either it will decline in silence, or it will have a vigorous fight with the outsiders.
Reggie Dragon is also a demon king after all, and he is also a reputable family in hell. Even for the sake of face, he must choose the latter to fight.
Even if it cannot amplify the fear of the forces of hell among humans on the surface, it can still consume the excess monsters. Death in battle is better than starving to death.
It’s just that Reggie Dragon probably didn’t expect that his opponent was also a ruthless person, and he stabbed him at the cost of his life, causing the entire Demon King’s army to collapse.
Hence the current situation.
There is a vacuum of order both on the surface and underground, which gives Chaos an opportunity to invade.
Luo Yan does not intend to follow Reggie Dragon's path.
Especially because he still has a lot of players to support, and every expenditure on the power of faith must be carefully calculated.
With this in mind, he pondered and said.
..."It would be great if there was some way to convert sunlight into magic power, and then transport it underground through the Hades."
I heard that dwarves have similar technology.
Not even just dwarves, there are also demons in hell.
For example, the amethyst dome stolen from the dwarves is maintained by using some kind of fungus that grows on obsidian to convert geothermal energy into magic power.
The demons in the Magic City know very well that although the power of faith can create miracles, they cannot leave everything to miracles.
Tyrell looked at the Demon King in astonishment and said in disbelief.
"Can this kind of thing... be done?"
"It's worth a try. If it doesn't work, I'll use the power of faith to solve it."
When speaking of this, Luo Yan paused for a moment and continued.
“In order to complete this project, I would like to borrow an expert in the field of plants from you...preferably a magician who has rich knowledge of monsters and is proficient in natural spells.”
"I think Helen is the most suitable candidate for this matter," Tyrell looked at his eldest daughter, and then looked at Luo Yan and said, "Her research on natural spells is even better than mine. If you have any questions in the field of plants, you can ask her."
Helen nodded slightly and said respectfully.
"Helen is happy to serve you."
Shirley pouted her lips unhappily, as if she was not convinced by her father's statement, but in the end she said nothing.
Luo Yan had an approving smile on his face, looking at the father and daughter and nodding.
"Very good! With your help, I think I will be more confident." As he spoke, he turned his attention to the tenaciously growing crystals on the dome.
At present, he already has an immature idea in his mind.
If we can imitate the Demon City and create a plant-based monster, absorb magic power from nature and store it in these crystals, maybe not only the light source of the misty forest can solve the problem, but also a huge magic power surplus can be generated to supply the first three floors of the maze!
As for how to realize this idea, Luo Yan plans to teach Helen some biological concepts on earth.
In the final analysis, magic is the embodiment of cognition.
If she could have a deeper understanding of the mysteries of nature and complex concepts such as "photosynthesis", she might be able to produce unexpected effects.
About this matter, hasn’t a certain mechanical god done it before?
Apply ideas from the field of programming to inscriptions...
Just as Luo Yan was constantly improving the idea in his mind, a long voice suddenly came into his ears.
"Lord Demon King, your Iron Tooth City was attacked by a group of clay golems!"
Luo Yan immediately came back to his senses and asked with his mind.
"How many are there? Is it serious?"
Yoyo: "There are probably more than fifty of them! This is undoubtedly an organized invasion... Ah, but it doesn't seem to be a big problem? Your player called a ghost that can cast spells, and it blasted those clay golems away with a wave of its hand! But it's strange, the spell that guy used is a bit like a mechanical spell? But not exactly like it?"
Mechanical spells?
Luo Yan had a strange expression on his face.
Him can guess the identity of the ghost. If nothing else, it should be the coward named Miranda.
Since the end of the war, he has disappeared without a trace. Unexpectedly, he actually appeared in Iron Tooth City?
After a while, the long voice came from my ears again.
"It's been solved! Those clay golems have begun to retreat... Oops! They are really organized, right?!"
The unconscious golems will not retreat!
"It seems that the rulers on the third floor are causing trouble," Luo Yan narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "I think they are probably tired of living."
The work of checking the dome crystal is over.
The unfathomable Demon King already has an idea in his mind.
Looking at his confident expression, the night elves of the Gray Wind Tribe also ignited more hopes for the future.
Luo Yan said goodbye to Tyrell and other senior officials of the Gray Wind tribe, while Helen and Shirley remained as his bodyguards.
Just when he was planning to go to Iron Tooth City to inspect the situation there, an unexpected piece of news temporarily changed his plan.
The reply from hell——
Finally arrived!
The work and rest schedule is completely gone. I sleep four hours at night, three hours at noon, seven hours in total... I feel like I didn’t sleep much, but I just don’t know where the time went. =.=
(End of this chapter)