"My name is Frenzberg, and you guessed it, I'm a great magician." Frenzberg smiled and nodded, and raised a drawing of Chris's drawing about a modified steam engine in his hand: "This is what you painted?" ”

"Part of it, part of it is painted by Gullo and Deens." Chris started talking nonsense. He was afraid to admit that he had drawn these drawings himself, and that the other party would immediately kill him and strangle industrial civilization in its cradle.

Ignoring Chris's lies, Frenzberg felt as if he was in a huge treasure trove. He looked at everything in this study curiously, and found that the tools and furnishings here were so pleasing to the eye.

"Oh, excuse me, this is my apprentice, William." Frentzberg pointed to William, who was standing next to him and had been wary of Chris, and introduced, "We are here to meet you, and then take you back to the Magic Empire. ”

"I'm afraid my subjects won't let me go." Chris knew that things might be going in a direction out of his control, so he subconsciously tightened his grip on the pistol in his hand.

"You don't know anything about us! Mr. Chris! As if hearing something funny, Frenzberg laughed: "Your departure with me is good for the mortals here, and for yourself." ”

"You do the same to me! Isn't it? Mr. Frenzberg? Chris didn't know what his opponent was doing, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

He didn't know if the other party would let him fall asleep with just one look, or make the blood in his body boil with just one gesture.

Before the crossing, he was very fond of magic novels, and he had seen too many brain-opening imaginations. Only in the world of industrial civilization, people's curiosity and desire for magic are really too big to describe.

What if these two guys in front of them can use a magic barrier to block bullets? What if the other party has some mass destruction magic such as the Frozen Thousand Miles Flame Blast?

Chris's mind raced through a lot of terrifying magic, as well as the powerful magicians he was familiar with: he could turn a pistol into a poisonous snake in an instant, and he could vaporize everyone and objects around him in an instant with the heat...... Anyway, he didn't know how powerful the two magicians in front of him were.

Therefore, he didn't even dare to raise the pistol in his hand, because he really didn't have any confidence that he could kill the two magicians in front of him before they burst out and kill him.

"Come with me to the Holy Demon Empire, serve the Holy Demon Empire, and you will be able to get anything you want." Frenzberg pointed to the stack of drawings in the study and promised Chris, "Power, status, women, money, ......"

"When you come back, the people here will worship you like a god! Prostrate at your feet. He took a step forward and moved closer to Chris, "You will become the greatest scholar in the Holy Demon Empire, and I can even guarantee that you will be on an equal footing with the Great Mage!" ”

"It's really a solicitation full of temptation." Chris subconsciously took a step back and kept his distance from Frenzberg: "However, what you said, I can already have it here." ”

"So...... What about longevity? Grand Magician Frentzberg had a confident look on his face, stared into Chris's eyes, and asked, "In the Holy Demon Empire, you can come into contact with the breath of magic, which can allow you to delay aging...... Live to be 100 years old or even longer. ”

"I X...... This is amazing! When Chris heard Frenzberg say this, he suddenly felt that the world was really more amazing than he thought. If a person can prolong his life, then the battle for world domination seems to be really more tempting for him.

Chris, who was already excited, was temporarily suppressed by the temptation, he looked at the two magicians opposite, and retorted: "Then it's better for me to recruit you." How about I give you what you want, and you, loyal to me? ”

"Hehehehe." As if he had heard something funny, Frentzberg chuckled: "No mortal can enslave a mage!" You want to get the allegiance of a great magician? ”

Chris shook his head and said more confidently, "I don't think magicians are gods, and the more you talk to me for so long, the more I am sure of this...... You are also human beings, since you are human beings, then you have desires, tell me what you want, maybe, I can give it to you, maybe I can give it to you? ”

Desire...... The word felt a little foreign to Frenzberg. Of course, he also had desires, but the word was packaged by him into another, better-sounding name: "ideal".

He was disturbed by the strange drawings and books in the room, and for some reason, he really believed that the young man in front of him had the ability to help him realize his lifelong ideal.

"You are a mortal, dare to say that you can satisfy our desires?" Behind Frentzberg, William sneered and asked, "It's up to you?" And these walls full of tattered drawings? ”

"What can magic give you?" Chris felt that even if he couldn't recruit the two magicians in front of him, it would be worth it to get some news about the wizarding world.

So he opened his mouth and asked what he was interested in, what magic can bring to people: "Magic can kill?" Can people fly? That's it? ”

"Magic can touch the true meaning of the world! It can put us in control of the truth of the world! Frenzberg, apparently a little deeper than Wilhelm, replied.

"I can do the same with these drawings!" Chris smiled and picked up Frenzberg's words: "I can also use these to tell you the true meaning of this world, and even, closer to the truth and the essence than the theories you have been exposed to before!" ”

Although, in a magical world, it is indeed a bit too confident to talk about science being closer to the essence of things. But Chris, who is now peddling science, can't care so much, and he has to say what he believes in good enough to infect the other party.

"You're a ...... Lose your marbles! Frenzberg looked at Chris and gave a comment that he thought was more pertinent: "Do you think that these things of yours can also make a person fly?" ”

He had just heard Chris talk about flying, and now he was following Chris's topic. This belongs to being induced by Chris, but he doesn't know it yet - after all, making people fly in the sky is also a great thing for magicians.

A great great mage can take himself into the sky, but it just takes too much mana to waste. This is a cost-out, so most mages prefer to operate on the ground.

This is also the reason why the Holy Demon Empire has formed a dragon knight unit to let the dragon knights complete aerial combat missions: those magical creatures can fly in the sky better, which is much more convenient than humans.

"It's not hard to make people fly in the sky." Chris looked at each other and said confidently. He has no reason not to be confident, because as long as the planet still has its own atmosphere, as long as it still conforms to the basic state of the earth's atmosphere, then he has a way to make people fly in the sky.

Not only that, but he can also let hundreds of people fly into the sky together, as long as a large civil airliner can be produced, 300 people can take off together, which is not a fuss thing.

"Nonsense! Shoot one’s mouth off! William was already a little impatient, and he stared at Chris, always feeling that Chris was brewing some kind of conspiracy. However, without the permission of his teacher, he did not immediately use magic.

Chris glanced at the irritated William, ignored the other party's provocation, and continued to say to Frentzberg: "Magic can kill, we all know it...... Can you kill me in a breath, though? My technique does! ”

He's testing, he's testing the speed of the opponent's attack, or the preparation time. If the other party can't do it to kill Chris immediately, then he has time to struggle - he hides this temptation in his words and throws it to the other party.

"I can't kill you in one breath, I'll admit it, but you're a little too confident that you can kill us in one breath." Frenzberg didn't realize that he had exposed a lot of things, and still answered Chris very honestly.

From the moment he entered the room until now, he had been looking at Chris and found that the other party was not leaning against the saber hanging on the wall, so he still firmly believed that the current Chris was a mortal who had no ability to fight back and let him eat and drink.

Once Chris wants to charge at him, he can wrap his hands around the flames to deal with the opponent's melee attacks - no one dares to touch the flames, so no one can provoke a mage in melee combat.

Chris breathed a sigh of relief: since the opponent couldn't kill him in two seconds, then he had a chance to fight back. The kind of magic that can evaporate others with a single look does not seem to exist in this world.

So he finally felt the feeling of fate grabbing back into his hands, and it felt very comfortable.

The next second, Chris flashed his pistol from behind him, pointed the muzzle of the black hole at the two magicians in the room, and said, "Look...... Now, I don't need a breath, I can cause trouble for both of you in the blink of an eye. ”