"Nothing incredible. In front of everyone's eyes, Richard stood up and shrugged, "After all, how high and thick the heavens of this vast world are, how many masters are hidden in the city, and how many unique endowments are not something that we ordinary people can speculate about." ”

"Even if a Sword Saint is really born, it is absolutely impossible to be truly invincible. Master Iragon, are you right?" Richard beckoned Elizabeth to her.

Maybe the sword fight just now was too moving, and no one has expressed an opinion on her alien status yet.

"How am I doing?" asked Elizabeth in a whisper.

Richard didn't have any ready-made fabric at hand, so he reached out and pulled off a hanging flag hanging from the axe gun of the honor guard and rewrapped her in a headscarf. The double-headed eagle pattern has an iron-blooded look, and it looks like a Pompeii version of a death squad.

"Not bad. The lord smiled and scratched the bridge of her nose.

Iragun was stunned for a moment, and then sighed faintly, "There has never been a shortage of heroes on this continent, humility is always the most precious treasure, and I despise you." ”

To be able to reach the level of a magister, how can it be really a brainless megalomaniac. Even if you get a little carried away for a while, a little reminder of self-review is more timely than anyone else.

To expect such a person to trip over a rock twice is about the same level of foolishness as waiting for a rabbit to die on a tree stump.

"And let's start the third round?" said Iragon, rubbing his hands, carefully removing a miniature obelisk from the attaché's leather bag. There are fine and mysterious silver characters all over the place, and the sunlight looks a little blurry.

"This is the Kasnak Obelisk, capable of changing the weather to a certain extent, and the range can cover at least two Flis!"

That skin must be able to isolate elemental fluctuations, because even Richard's human radar didn't feel the slightest abnormality before.

And since Iragon took it out, the obscure but powerful elemental fluctuations could no longer be concealed, and spread out in an instant.

In the clear sky just now, suddenly clouds began to converge, obscuring the bright sun and bringing a bit of coolness to the hot afternoon.

Even the Lord of Alpine Fort had to admit that this was truly a great alchemical achievement.

"In my opinion, there is nothing to compare to in the third game. ”

"In my opinion, the third game is really nothing to compare to. The lord took out a silver-white metal component from his pocket, slightly larger than a gold coin, and it looked unremarkable, and he couldn't even feel the slightest elemental fluctuation.

There was no shortage of big names present, and of course they understood that this feeling was not because it was introverted, but because it did not contain elemental fluctuations at all. In other words, it's no different from a stone or a piece of straw paper.

Prince Schmidt, who was still full of nervousness just now, suddenly relaxed when he saw this scene.

"I'm sure Richard won't be fooling around, this thing must be extraordinary. He muttered to himself, not knowing whether he was trying to persuade others or comfort himself.

But there are only a few people like him who are as confident as him, and the whispering has never stopped.

"Go get me a magic crystal. The lord snapped his fingers.

It's inconvenient to open the Elemental Shock Array, the space equipment can't be used, and even a magic crystal has to be specially ordered.

Fortunately, the dedication of the palace servants was undoubted, and they quickly trotted to bring a palm-sized pure magic crystal.

Richard put the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancient goblins, the precious results of months of hard work, and the first rune carved from the Alpine Castle on the magic crystal, and immediately ignited a cluster of flames. Under the gaze of everyone, it burned faintly but steadily.

"Hahaha, have you already given up on yourself?" the little white-faced Philidheim couldn't wait to jump out and laugh wildly.

After all, this thing is just a high-end candle head, and a larger room is enough to illuminate it. Placed alongside the Kasnak Obelisk, which affects the climate, the contrast is simply not too strong.

"Shut up!" Iragon's brow tightened.

As a Magister, as the top master in the industry. His criteria for looking at alchemy were by no means as superficial as those of the layman, judging the high and low by power or elemental fluctuations, or making the mistake of formalism that the more complex the better.

In fact, Master Dupont once stressed to Richard that those things that seem complicated and dazzling to the layman often have no mystery at all.

On the contrary, it is the new technology, even if it is only a little, that can truly reflect the level of the alchemist. Because breakthroughs are always incomparably precious, just as gold is to gravel, pearls are to seawater, it is a qualitative transformation!

Iragon left all the forest spirits behind and walked in front of Richard alone, bent down and stared at the faint flame with burning eyes, his face was so rich that he couldn't dissolve the shock!

He knows the goods, and it is precisely because of the knowledge of the goods that he is particularly shocked.

"What is this?" he asked suddenly looking up.

"Military secrets, no comment. ”

"What principle?" said Iragorn, almost mad.

To be able to advance to the Magister, the quest for knowledge is definitely an instinct that cannot be erased from the bones! And this little thing in front of him is rubbing all his life's learning on the ground and rubbing it back and forth!

"Sorry, there's really no comment. ”

Iragon looked like a gambler who had lost all his money, his eyes bloodshot. He held his breath for a long time before he came out, and his whole person was as sluggish as a broken ball, and he trembled and said:

"I lost. ”

"Master, this, why!" Philidheim's little white face was obviously unacceptable, and his face was full of haste.

There was a commotion brewing among the elves, but they didn't dare to speak out of the majesty.

Not only them, but even Prince Schmidt didn't understand what was going on, and dragged people around with ecstasy on their faces and asked what was going on. Only Yeyu held her chin thoughtfully, as if she could see something.

"Bet on it!" Eragorn closed his eyes in pain.

Richard looked at his dejected face, and suddenly felt a little sympathy for the old elf.

Of course, he himself knew that the runes were the crystallization of the wisdom of countless people of the ancient goblin clan, and it was a system that was completely different from today's mainstream alchemy!

For Iragon, a little technological innovation is good enough. So how shocking should this kind of subversion of the entire system from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, be shocking?

An insignificant rune, through which you can see the whole world!

No magus would ever continue to play in the face of this shock—dignity does not allow them to do so!

To be honest, it wasn't a fair contest at all, as if two fighters said they would win with a sword, but one of them didn't say a word about the saturation bombing of a radio-summoning plane.

Eragon didn't lose to Richard, he lost to an ancient goblin that had been extinct 10,000 years ago.