The atmosphere in the live broadcast room was so silent that it was almost frozen, and after experiencing this blockbuster-like peak and loop turn, people really didn't know what to say for a while.

The two guests and the commentator are even more embarrassed, after all, the following involves both the Super Athletic League and the military, and the two seem to be on opposite sides. The three of them could only cautiously talk about the weather, and they had to pretend to be very interesting, which was really unbearable.

Fortunately, no one cared about them at this time, and everyone was doing one thing together - forwarding.

Since the Coalition has not yet regained jurisdiction over the community since the last time the government intervened, the community is still in a state of savage growth. The number of related posts in the community is skyrocketing, and the number of views of popular posts is quickly rising from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands.

If you can look at the detection data in the background, you can see that keywords containing 'Dawn Star Event', 'El Pahin', 'Continental League', and 'Genius Alchemist' are recurring at a high frequency.

But the real one who came from behind -

But it's another word: Covenant Mountain.

In the forest, a pair of calm eyes were refracting the clouds and the sky, looking intently at every word on the light screen, and these words were reflected in these silver eyes, shining slightly.

Miya shook her ears before gently closing the light page, and walked over and pulled out the crystal dagger stuck in the trunk of the tree—green blood was sliding down the translucent blade.

A hint of amazement flashed in her eyes, she didn't know if Fang Yuan's choice was right, and she didn't know if her attitude of letting it go was too cold, but once she chose such a path.

It is destined to never turn back.

Maybe the little guy hasn't understood that yet.

She looked at her communication crystal again, hesitated for a moment, and finally picked it up.

It was a moment before she closed the comm again—

Then look to the side.

"Xiaobai."

"Xiaobai, what are you doing?"

"Nothing." Bai Hua looked at his sister vigilantly.

"You're looking at the community, right?"

"Does this have anything to do with you?"

"Why are you so weak-hearted?"

"Neurotic," Bai Hua glanced at her: "Also, I'm not called Xiaobai." ”

The live broadcast also attracted more and more people to stop and watch in Elpahin.

A young man from a lumberyard near Dorifin was pausing with his companions, looking up at the projection in the sky, and at the sight of the familiar faces above, he couldn't help but clench his fist slightly.

"Chris, why don't you leave, the apprenticeship assessment is about to begin."

The young man turned around and nodded, "I'll be right away." ”

But in his heart, he couldn't help but recall everything that had happened that day.

Mr. Ed went to the South, so the others must be there, right?

I just don't know if the Lord Protector is also there, I heard that he left Elpahim before, but he asked Master Arquette, and the other party also shrugged about it.

Are you still searching for the truth about Dorifin?

He thought silently.

Chris took one last look at the scene before turning around and heading in the direction of the Artisans' Guild.

Behind him, there—and the citizens were more indignant—that the Super Athletic League and the Prime Minister's side were actually embarrassing Elpahin's hero? The spectators who witnessed Fang Yuan's efforts to turn the tide in the continental league that day turned into his staunchest supporters at this moment.

"Go to the town hall and protest!"

I don't know who shouted.

The crowd responded immediately:

"The prime minister's party is simply confusing!"

"Don't they know who saved Kaolin-Ishurian in Elpahim in the first place?"

"How can it be?"

The group marched towards the town hall.

And on the island of Fenris.

Hu Di was looking at Miss Spoon standing on the rock not far away, he turned his head, and Heath said to him with some concern, "Hu Di, is Mr. Ed in danger?" ”

Hu Di looked at the situation in the projection crystal and shook his head slightly: "Don't worry, nothing can be difficult to defeat Mr. Ed." ”

Heath couldn't help but laugh as she thought back to everything about Dorifin.

"Yes."

She looked at Hu Di with gentle eyes: "Hu Di, where are we going next?" ”

"To the south," replied Hu Di, without thinking, "from there to St. Huan." ”

"I promised to take you to the Hill of the Giant Tree."

"By the way, Mr. Eddard, may you?"

"If you have the chance."

Hu Di thought for a moment and replied.

There, in the distance, the clouds are like the sea.

……

"George?" Ender turned to look at Count Cillin-Sbicca, who had suddenly stopped.

The Earl shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Master Ender, the situation is already like this, if the council is not on his side, no matter how hard we try, I am afraid it will be useless." Besides, Rollin......"

Ender paused, thought for a moment, and asked, "So, you're still willing to trust Rollin?" ”

Count Cillin Sbicca sighed: "We are alchemists, alchemy is always a discipline in pursuit of truth, there is no factual basis, then everything is not true, maybe you have some reason to worry, but-"

He looked up, "I agree to side with you and Ed, but that young man may really be a good alchemist. But by the same token, I'm willing to trust Rollin that he won't have an affair with the Dark Dragon......"

Ander was silent for a long time before he let out a long sigh, "Okay, George, I hope you're right." ”

The old man looked back.

His silver-gray gaze looked out onto the Circle, where the final showdown was imminent.

The staff was nervously preparing the venue and tools, and the large structure was far from comparable to ordinary productions, and at Falaise's request, two extremely large arenas were presented in front of the audience.

Every material needed was being reviewed, and the most precious core crystal even needed a special parliamentary approval - a group of alchemists in various coats gathered in the square to argue......

"But it's the same reason as you," he turned, looking at Count Silin Sbicca, the son of an old friend, "Ed is my student, and even if everyone isn't on his side at the moment, I have to support him—"

"George, do you know what I mean?"

Count Cillin-Sbicca did not answer.

And the old man had turned around once more and walked towards the stage.

Just because of alchemy.

At this moment, the old and the new of civilization are alternated, and the torch is passed down from generation to generation.

Su Changfeng's silent gaze looked at the slightly chaotic square at the moment, and the archon guards who were eyeing the square around him, the muscles on his face were motionless, and his expression did not change at all.

He glanced back at the young man who was bowing his head on the field before retracting his gaze and quietly picking up the communication crystal. After a moment of silence, Su Changfeng spoke:

"Attention units."

"Check the equipment, report the location."

"Look around and look for a breakthrough."

"After the competition, the second special operation plan will be carried out."

His voice was low.

Make sure that no one around can hear clearly.

Because Su Changfeng knew very well the tricks of the craftsmen, there must be clockwork goblins lurking around here. It's just that those things don't really make sense to him.

"Chief," a rustling murmur came from the communication crystal, "are we really going to do it?" ”

"But isn't that a bit of a disciplinary ......?"

Su Changfeng smiled: "Silly, aren't you?" Who says we're going to break discipline? ”

"But, chief?"

Su Changfeng's face narrowed his smile little by little, and he became serious: "Listen to my order, Xingmen Port Order No. 47, the Central Command of the Third Theater of the Authorizing Party." The two cases of the Dragonfire Guild and the Rainlistener were combined, and the arrest of the Shadow Throne was officially launched.

He held up his pocket watch.

"In a quarter of an hour—"

Su Changfeng took a slight breath: "It's time to officially start acting." ”

"Mission objective one, to ensure the safety of informants."

"Goal two, capture the high-ranking members of the Shadow Throne."

"Mission objective three, protect the target and leave Van Rik safely, and wait for the Liupan water ship to respond."

"Understood," replied the rustling voice in the communication crystal, "but Chief, there are people from the Super Athletic League there, what if they stop it?" ”

Su Changfeng showed Bai Sensen's teeth and replied coldly: "Treat everyone equally." ”

"Boss, it's not good for you to do this, the alliance will go crazy......"

"If they're crazy, they're crazy," Su Changfeng sneered, not taking the other party into his eyes at all: "I don't have to be responsible for them." ”

A corner of the Place de la Spire.

Spectators are moving to the sides.

In the crowd, Dickett stood with his sword in hand, quietly looking in the direction above the arena. But with this magnificent knight as the center, where his scabbard touched, a hoarfrost was slowly spreading.

People watched with some amazement, as he stood on his right hand and on the hilt of his sword, motionless like a statue. But the spreading hoarfrost spread little by little out to a range of several feet.

There was a soft click.

The ground of the square cracked.

The crowd let out an exclamation of surprise as if they saw a golden light seeping through the knight's sword into the ground.

These few whispers were soon drowned out by the shouts of a tsunami from another mountain—the chill that rang out from the other side of the arena and swept over the entire square.

There, two staff members were carefully carrying a blue-purple crystal nearly half a meter long and walked onto the stage.

"Isn't that the original crystal of the Dragon Soul Crystal?"

"God, the council even took this thing out."

"But that's unfair, isn't it?"

"What's the solution, to make a large build, using the best materials. But there are only so many best materials, after all, this is not better than an ordinary duel, and who has more parliamentary support at this time is actually an advantage-"

Among the audience, there was a knowledgeable alchemist who explained the Tao in an authentic way.

Falaise watched the scene in silence.

Of course, he understood the tricks of the other side, and Pudra had the support of the majority of the opinion of the parliament, and of course he had to take sides with the other side. What's more, these are all under the rules of the tournament system, which is not too much of an excesse, because to make a large build, it was originally necessary for the duelist to bring their own materials.

The willingness of the council to bear the material losses of both sides is already benevolent, and it is difficult to criticize it from other aspects.

But he didn't say much, just looked at the other side of the arena without saying a word.

There it is—

Fang Yu naturally heard the cries outside the field, but he didn't hear what people were talking about, and only saw the young man named Luo Lin walking slowly from the sidelines and walking to his side.

Luo Lin suddenly stopped, glanced at him with dark eyes, and asked, "Aren't you afraid?" ”

Fang Yu paused for a moment: "Why be afraid?" ”

Rollin thought for a moment and replied slowly: "You know the result of this game, it doesn't really help you. ”

His voice is a little faint, but it is not unpleasant, but it has a unique charm.

"So what?" Fang Yu replied without thinking about it, "You don't want me to lose to you on purpose, do you?" ”

"That's what you think?"

Rollin couldn't help but laugh.

But he smiled and laughed and coughed violently, causing him to bend over.

Fang Yu was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Luo Lin shook his head with a pale face, stretched out his hand to stop him, and then asked a little weakly: "Is it important for you that I have something to do, but I am your opponent ...... below?"

"So what?"

Rollin shook his head, but did not answer.

It took him some effort to straighten up again. Fang Yu couldn't stand it, although the other party might have something to do with the Dark Dragon, but in this arena, everyone was a contestant - out of professional ethics, he still stretched out his hand to help the other party up.

But Rollin was very indifferent, shook off his hand slightly, and stood up by himself holding on to the railing.

He turned around and glanced at Fang Yu meaningfully: "I wish you good luck—"

When he had finished speaking, he turned and walked forward.

But Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, but couldn't help but stop the other party: "Luo Lin." ”

The other man stopped and looked back at him.

"I want to ask, why did you come to the Star Gate?"

"Purpose?"

Luo Lin shook his head indifferently, as if to say that this kind of thing still needs some purpose, and it will come when it comes.

But he turned around and suddenly asked, "Why did you choose the path of alchemy?" ”

"Me?" Fang Yu thought for a moment, and couldn't help but remember what R had said to him.

What is alchemy?

Alchemy is the art of creation.

"Creation?" Rollin couldn't help but smile when he heard this, he looked at him quietly, and replied, "I'm actually similar to you. ”

With that, he didn't look back and went straight to the ring.

Leaving only Fang Yuan, he pressed his chest with some surprise, and at the same time asked in a low voice in his heart, "Are you sure, Miss Tata?" ”

After a moment, Miss Fairy's calm voice came from his mental world: "As you asked, I did feel a similar strength in him, Mr. Knight. ”

She whispered, "But not the breath of Torragotos. ”

"Could it be Nicol Bolas?"

"Can't be sure, Mr. Knight."

Fang Yu couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

By the time he stepped onto the field, his teacher was already waiting for him there.

He was actually a little late, but André Uriel didn't blame anything, just looked at him and sighed: "...... I can only do my best to get these materials for you, and Drissy's father has helped a lot-"

"It's a pity that the old thing in Pudra has been getting in the way, and this time the old brass nose is on his side, plus the others. The situation on the other side is probably much better than yours, Ed, just do your best this time. ”

Fang Yu only nodded, indicating that he understood.

But the old man looked at him and said uneasily, "Ed, you don't have to worry too much. Try to delay as much as you can, and I'll help you figure it out, and the situation isn't as bad as you think. ”

Fang Yu raised his head and looked at his teacher.

Although, in fact, he didn't study with the other party for too long.

But the other party's words at the moment still made him couldn't help but be moved, for him, a half-student, the other party almost stood on the opposite side of his old friend without hesitation.

"It's okay with me, teacher," he replied, "don't worry, we don't have a chance to win." ”

Ander looked at his student and couldn't help but smile.

At this point, what does it matter if you win or lose?

This kid is still so stupid that he can't even comfort people.

But he shook his head, and his heart was full of relief—but it wasn't him, but the little girl from the Alberts. The little princess of the Ma Wei family, when it came to the end, finally found a trustworthy person.

Maybe it's a bit of luck.

He thought to himself—

"Come on, then." The old man only replied.

The competition entered the preparatory stage in an atmosphere of silence.

Fang Yu only silently watched his teacher walk off the stage, and felt that the other party's back was a little lonely - for some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart for a while. Of course, he understood that such loneliness was not due to other ......

It's because of the whole southern border, for his ideals to deviate.

The struggle for power finally separated the original connection between people, and in the seventh year after Ma Wei left Kaurin-Ishurian, at the moment when Prince Coleman finally lost power-

In the south, it is inevitable that the big trees will fall and they will be separated.

The wall-riding faction can't wait to find new support, while more people with ideals are confused and uneasy in this storm.

I don't know why, Fang Yu actually understood the complicated thoughts in the hearts of these people at this moment, and only drew the first mature mark in his originally simple world.

But these complicated things are the opposite of alchemy, aren't they?

Because the essence of the latter is inclined to simple truths—

Fang Yu silently lowered his head and looked at the material in his hand, it was just an ordinary piece of metal, it could be some kind of copper-nickel alloy, glowing with a light golden light.

In Aitalia, this is nothing more than ordinary material.

"Ed."

A voice came from beside him.

Fang Yu suddenly looked back, only to see the soul fingerprints of a gray-blue coat, standing beside him. "They want to choose two assistants for you, and I volunteered."

"Chickpeas, they have never been involved in the production of large-scale structures, so they lack a little experience."

Soul Fingerprint replied softly.

"Thank you, Soul Fingerprint Senpai."

"You're welcome."

Soul Fingerprint asked again: "But there is another assistant, who are you going to choose?" Liyue, how's it going? ”

"He can't." Fang Yu shook his head, he didn't look down on the other party. Rather, Liyue is a combat craftsman by profession, and it is already the limit to be able to go this far in the craftsman competition, and it is not good to let the opponent play.

He looked at the audience, and for a moment there was really no one in his mind, none of the people in Ragnarok had any experience in making the main structure, and the other people he knew were even weaker.

Luo Yu can't do it either, he is even inferior to Cui Yu and Dill on the way to craftsmen.

He thought as he looked across the field.

There, the Elffindor Council had already chosen two assistants for Rollin - one of them was Lynn, who was the best in the Elffindor Council's ranks, and had also been tested by the Hall of a Thousand Doors.

And the other person, Fang Ou has never seen it.

"That person is also a rising star in Alffindor," Soul Fingerprint said, "and I'll remind you, Ed, that person had experience in designing the main build. ”

Regarding the arrangement of the Elffindor Council, Fang Yu couldn't help but take a light breath.

At that moment, what he thought of in his heart was Ye Hua.

The feeling of isolation made him clench his fist slightly.

But until this moment, he still doesn't understand why the other party would make such a choice.

He closed his eyes slightly.

What appeared in front of him was the night in the elven ruins, the scene of that day, did he forget? No, in fact, he still remembers it to this day.

He never forgot the promise he had made to Miss Scarpe.

He opened his eyes again—

Then he shook his head, but didn't say much, and it was understandable that Elffindor had arranged it this way. Luo Lin was also their internal player, and the soul fingerprint could play, and the other party could naturally arrange other people.

And at this time, the staff reminded him for the second time:

"Mr. Ed, please choose your second assistant."

Fang Yu shook his head again and asked, "Can I just use one assistant?" "He can't find more suitable assistants, so what's the difference between one assistant and two?

If you don't have relevant production experience, it will only help.

And the other party froze for a moment, probably not expecting him to make such a request.

But at this time, a voice rang out: "Mr. Eddard......" The voice was a little nervous and shy, and asked in a low voice, "Can I be your assistant?" ”

Fang Yu turned his head unexpectedly, but saw that the person talking to him was the squinting young man with glasses in the team of the Guta people. Fang Yu was almost stunned for a moment before he remembered that the other party was a member of the Iron Oak Guild and was born in the MVP club.

But he doesn't actually know what the other party's ID is.

The boy blushed and said, "Although I have not participated in the design and production of the main structure, I have learned some of it myself and read some related books. Don't worry, Mr. Ed, I'm not going to hold back......"

After speaking, he added, and said with a serious expression: "Mr. Ed, I have learned a lot from your competition in Elpahim, please trust me once. ”

Fang Yu looked at him and asked, "What is your ID?" ”

The young man showed a surprised look: "My ID is my real name, and my name is Zheng Yongzai." ”

Fang Yu smiled slightly: "I'm sorry for you." ”

The latter nodded again and again, hurriedly took the gray-blue work coat from the staff, and walked over.

The soul fingerprint looked at the two of them quietly, and then asked, "Ed, how much do you know about the main structure?" ”

Fang Yu shook his head silently.

The so-called main structure is actually the scientific name of the pseudo-dragon knight.

This school of construction actually arose at the same time as the Immortal Knight, a school of battle craftsmen, and the prestige of the battle craftsman pseudo-dragon knight was actually laid by the battle craftsmen of this school.

This knowledge, in fact, he had systematically sorted out it as early as in the Hall of a Thousand Doors.

Although he had shown confidence in front of Ender before, it was just to keep the other party from worrying too much. And in fact, where does he have any experience in making the main structure?

His only knowledge of the main structure was about the brief learning experience between the third and fourth red doors in the Hall of a Thousand Doors.

The only flexible construct he'd ever seen that resembled the main construct was Sophie's Orphin Gemini, which wasn't technically a main construct in the true sense of the word.

Not to mention, he hasn't even fully figured out Orfen's twin stars.

Does he have to follow this line of thought to make the main structure?

And it seems that there is not much other choice.

At the same time that Fang Yu fell into deep thought.

With the help of Lynn and another assistant, Rollin had already sorted out the idea of the production, and the three of them worked together to start the preparation of materials and tools.

Relatively speaking, Fang Yuan's side, which has not made any movement, is obviously a little abrupt in the eyes of the audience.

After Rollin finished processing a resonance crystal, he suddenly stopped and glanced at the opposite side of the arena. He asked, "What do you think, Lynn?" ”

"What do you think?" Lynn was slightly stunned.

"Opposite."

Lynn glanced at the other side, only to understand what the other party meant, thought for a while, and replied: "Quite a powerful alchemist, it's a pity." ”

"What a pity?" Rollin asked, looking back.

"It's a pity that in today's Kaulin-Ishurian, alchemy is always burdened by the struggle for power," Lynn shrugged, "Actually, I really want to go to this continental league with you and him, and I'm not interested in anything else at all." ”

Rollin smiled.

Then he coughed heavily, he spread his hand, glanced at it, and silently closed his palm.

Lynn saw this scene in her eyes and couldn't help asking, "Are you okay?" ”

Luo Lin was stunned, as if he remembered something.

But he smiled and shook his head only slightly.

On the side of the field, Ander was looking at his old buddy angrily.

"Falais, if you want to help," he couldn't help but say, "you shouldn't be looking for trouble and choose these inexplicable areas." ”

"How?" The dwarf pretended not to know and looked back at him.

The relationship between the two seems to be adjusted one by one at this time.

Ande was angry, and said word by word: "Don't you know that the only few designs of the main structure are in the hands of the major alchemy associations. You let him be a young man, where to learn how to make the main structure? ”

"Isn't Rollin too?"

"But behind him is the Council of Alffindor, are you stupid to learn alchemy, I said old fellow?"

"Isn't Ed also your student?"

Ender's mouth opened wide and he was speechless for a while.

Falaise looked at him a little amusedly, "You really think he won't?" ”

"Of course," Ander couldn't help but sigh, "Am I still not clear?" ”

Falaise shook his head, "You really don't know, old man, just watch. ”

"What did you say?"

"Nothing."

Falaise only silently watched the arena.

In that place, Zheng Yongzai and the Soul Fingerprint looked at Fang Yu a little bewildered—and the latter had been motionless since he had been in thought before.

It's like a statue.

The teenager from the MVP club could only look at the soul fingerprint on the side and ask the latter with his eyes if he wanted to remind the other party. Because by this point, a full five minutes had passed in the game.

He looked to the other side, and the basic shelves on Rollin's side had already been erected.

But the soul fingerprint shook his head.

She understood that Fang Yu was capturing that glimmer of inspiration—

In fact, it was true, what Fang Yu's mind repeated at this moment was his experience in the Hall of a Thousand Doors.

He couldn't help but ask himself in his heart, what exactly is the main structure? Just one of the highest manifestations of a multi-coordination device? The perfect display of computing power? Or the intimidating title of Pseudo-Dragon Knight?

But a voice in his heart told him that none of this was true.

They are not the core embodiment of the Immortal Knight.

And Fang Ou could tell in the dark that the owner of the voice—it was the graceful dragon of the Holy Bow Peak—the owner of the elven dwelling of Mirlemis, the lord of Nevad.

It's just that in his memory, behind this long string of titles, there is actually nothing more than a somewhat elegant and quiet scholar, an elegant elf with silver hair and a shawl, and a narrator who quietly tells him the long history of alchemy—

Mr. Ann Loser.

He understood that he was not the successor of the Immortal Knight School, and he even knew very little about the first-class school.

The essence of alchemy is the same.

"Ed, you have to remember that."

"A truly good craftsman must be free from his own limitations—"

"Always following the path of the predecessors will only make alchemy forever confined to a narrow pattern."

"The legacy of the elves, its essence is always just a legacy."

"What you learn today really means is to enlighten the way forward."

"You must understand that today's alchemy is not inferior to the glory of the Noumerin era, and even more so."

"Do you know why?"

"It's because the truth of alchemy lies in creation."

There seemed to be a flash of light in Fang Yuan's heart, it was like an inexplicable throbbing, which made him vaguely grasp something.

He raised his hand slightly, inadvertently touching something on his chest.

It was a shard of metal that had been placed close to him, falling out from under his coat with his unconscious movements—in the eyes of anyone who didn't know its origin, it was only a part of a broken blade.

It's just that the surface is as flat as a mirror, shimmering with streamers.

And Fang Yu stared at this fragment, but his heart felt like going back in time.

He closed his eyes.

What happened to the Dawn Star surfaced in the depths of memory.

Dorifin's souls still seem to tell the story behind the old days.

And the thousand-year-old empire under Fenris Island, the years sealed under history, those past that quietly flow in the darkness.

They seem to tell the same emotion together—

He opened his eyes and looked at the huge square, but in the middle of this crowded square, the only people who really supported him were actually only a few behind him.

At that moment, he suddenly understood what kind of enemy he was facing.

And the mature scratch in my heart seems to have finally woken up-

It made him understand the empathetic experience.

Grief.

His own teacher witnessed the helplessness of his friends who used to fight side by side with him and now deviate from their ideals.

And everyone who is involved in the vortex cannot control the powerlessness of their own destiny.

The struggle of Mount Covenant seemed to have turned into a spark in his heart at this moment, and when that spark fell into the darkness, it ignited a flame of creation—only at that moment, the inspiration on the legendary dragon slaying sword trickled into his heart.

The name of the inspiration.

It is called grief.

Fang Yu almost involuntarily remembered the conversation in the Hall of a Thousand Doors, which could not have been briefer:

"Mr. Ann Lother, if you don't actually need inspiration to craft legendary items, what is the use of legendary inspiration?"

Milleymis looked back at him, his eyes a little quiet.

He only replied softly:

"It's just a waste to forge a legend with that kind of inspiration."

Fang Yu didn't understand the meaning of this sentence before.

But now he understands.

He turned his head, looked at the soul fingerprint and Zheng Yongzai, and said:

"Let's get started."

The two of them were surprised to see that Fang Yuan's eyes seemed to be flashing with a strange light.

And they weren't mistaken.

Because that light didn't just come from the inspiration surging in Fang Yuan's heart at this moment.

It was more like a door had opened in his spiritual world, where Tata whispered to his knights, but the surging spiritual ripples seemed to block out all sounds.

The same moment of that design flashed through Fang Yuan's mind.

Where he did not perceive it, there was a ripple in the deepest part of his spiritual world, as if a small consciousness had awakened from there at the most undesirable time.

That's a pair—

Golden eyes.

The game went fast.

Although everyone's work is extremely complicated, it is only a race field, not a real craftsman's work. Therefore, in fact, the contestants only need to build a general idea and verify that it is correct, and then they can pass the acceptance.

Otherwise, it would not only take a quarter of an hour, but even a few weeks, and dozens of people working together to make a real main structure.

Besides, even if there is time.

With Fang Yu and Luo Lin's level at this time, it is impossible to create a pseudo-dragon knight completely.

Under such a premise, the work of Rollin's side was obviously completed faster, they first built the framework, straightened out the basic system, and finally only needed to put the carved array and purified core crystal into it.

And you're done.

But just as Rollin took the crystal from Lynn's hand and was about to bury it in the chest cavity of the main structure, he suddenly heard an exclamation.

Or -

Before he could even hear the exclamation, he saw an incredible throbbing sensation coming from the bottom of his heart.

He almost shuddered, and let the crystal in his hand fall off his hand, crashing into the inner cavity of the main structure—fortunately, it wasn't high, leaving only a shallow notch on the crystal.

But Rollin paid little attention to it.

He didn't even have the heart to pick up the crystal, he jerked his head back, his eyes wide and looking in the direction behind him.

Beside him, Lynn was just as completely petrified as the other young man, just motionless as he watched Fang Yuan's movements on the other side of the arena.

But there is no main structure there at all, and the arena is just empty-

Right next to Fang Yuan, Zheng Yongzai and the soul fingerprint also looked at Fang Yuan's work in amazement: but it was not the main structure at all, but a glove with a dark red light.

Or rather, a giant gauntlet.

Like the giant claws of a demon born from the darkness of hell, it rests quietly on the table.

It also lacks the last part -

Fang Yu didn't seem to hear the gazes of others, and only turned around and said, "No. 45 steel plate." ”

Zheng Yongjae handed over the last piece of material almost tremblingly.

Fang Yu took the thing without care, and put it on the gauntlet with a 'click', and with a touch of his hand, a golden flame was completely fused between the shells. Then he took a step back, as if he had finished it.

"Ed, there is no main core crystal ......"

The soul fingerprint couldn't help but whisper a reminder to him.

But even so, there was an inexplicable throbbing in her heart, like a heartbeat. It trembled slightly, as if a voice in her head was telling her that the work was finished.

Fang Yu silently stared at his work, and his eyes seemed to be shining with a light golden light at the moment, but it was almost imperceptible. He remained motionless, and only replied softly:

"No, it's done."

He smiled and stretched out his hand.

The cocoon in his mind that was being broken seemed to completely overlap with his state of mind at the moment.

Zheng Yongzai was a little better, but the soul fingerprint couldn't help but take a step back slightly, and she almost had an illusion at that moment, as if she saw a pitch-black dragon wing.

It is slowly unfolding in front of himself.

When he looked closely, it was actually nothing more than a pitch-black magic circle unfolding in Fang Yuan's hand.

Seeing this scene, the stands of the Elffindor Council let out a low cry in unison - ancient alchemy, and it is many times more pure than Cui Yu and Dill showed.

At that moment, people actually understood where the ancient alchemy in the Ragnarok team came from.

But not many people care about it anymore.

Because a buzzing sound was coming from above the arena.

Including every audience in the square, including Soul Fingerprint and Zheng Yong, and even Luo Lin and a few people. Everyone subconsciously raised their heads at that moment and looked at the sky.

The holy icon of Anjina in the center of the square shook slightly.

An invisible ripple is spreading from the square.

……

Port Area –

Red jumped off Mr. Graystone and looked at the beast on the lake in amazement—it looked a bit like a giant hydra, but at least seven or eight stories tall, crashing into the barrier of the Elffindor Spire.

With each impact, it let out a terrifying roar, and then slammed into the barrier with a huge head.

And every time such an impact would cause the enchantment to shake violently, but after shaking, the enchantment was still as stable as ever, and it looked unscathed.

Seeing this, Alyssa couldn't help but open her mouth slightly.

This is the barrier that Van Rik does not break -

Aitalia's alchemy, after all, still gave mortals the capital to gain a foothold on this continent.

She watched from afar as the screaming echinensis were helpless to do anything about the harbor's defenses, and their deity, Korath, apparently had failed in the face of the Wall of Sighs.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought it was no wonder that the alchemists didn't seem to pay attention to the attack of the fishmen.

"This thing is ugly," the big cat man couldn't help but shake his head, and commented on the god of the thorny fishman, "They call this thing a god, it's really not aesthetic at all-"

But he was about to take out his pipe in the middle of his sentence, but at that moment he suddenly stopped.

The Lion Man Paladin's eyes showed a look of incredulity, and he looked back in the direction of Van Rick.

Beside him, Baggins seemed equally sensitive and looked over there.

In the eyes of the two of them, Van Rik had a clear sky, but it was obviously above the cloudless sky, but at this moment there was something inexplicable flowing - it was like a vast force, passing through the dimension between the two worlds.

From a vast and boundless sea of ether, a vortex was formed, which directly penetrated the limitations of the dimension and descended on this world.

That's the wind of the ether.

"Mana returns!?"

Red almost dropped his pipe to the ground.

……

Inside the city of Van Rik.

A man wrapped in a cloak was sneaking out of a gloomy alley, throwing the sack in his hand with all his might, and then kicking it in a rage.

Then he raised his head, and in the eyes of the black hole, two soul fires were looking at the situation in mid-air with some incredulity.

"No......"

"How can this thing exist in this place?"

He saw it clearly.

Above the clear sky, a clearly visible ripple was spreading in all directions.

……

Among the sewers under Van Rick.

Luo Hao, covered in blood and sludge, raised his hand a little helplessly, looking at the dragon minions in front of him holding a spear against his dragon. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, only to feel some bitterness in his mouth.

He couldn't help but think that if he had known that he was so unlucky, he shouldn't have come here alone.

Now it is good, so that the heavens should not be right, and the earth and the earth should not be spiritual.

He closed his eyes and thought to himself that the fat man was going to explain here this time.

But at this moment, an invisible ripple seemed to tear through the air, instantly sweeping through his body. This aether ripple had no effect on him, only to darken the magical equipment on his body.

But for the dragon minions on the other side, it seemed to be a fatal disaster.

The moment the ripples swept past each other, the dragon's minions let out a terrifying roar and retreated, as if even its body had been torn apart, unable to maintain its original shape.

Luo Hao's eyes froze when he saw this scene.

Almost immediately, he pulled away the opponent's spear and pulled out a crystal from behind his waist.

And hold it up and point it at the other person—

……

And off the field.

Countless viewers.

Soul fingerprints, Zheng Yongzai, hundreds of staff, Luo Lin, Lynn, and a group of great craftsmen in the stands.

Even Ander, the old man was looking at the scene with his mouth wide open without hesitation, his eyes full of shock and incredulity.

On his side, a smile finally appeared on Falaise's face.

In the live broadcast room, the two guests and the commentator stopped chatting almost at the same time.

"Damn, this is ......"

"Mana return?"

"How is that possible!?"

Count Cillin-Sibika was almost the first to rise from his position as if no one was around.

Next to him was Sonam Steelbrow, the old dwarf who almost jumped onto the table, his little eyes almost as big as a brass bell.

He craned his neck to see the aether mana slowly gathering in the sky.

At that moment, only the same voice echoed repeatedly in the minds of the two:

Mana returns.

The Legend is Born –

……

.。 m.