?? The circle that flew out of his fingertips was like two interlocking circles, blazing gold, and on one side was the abstract moon phase of the Noumerin elves, in the form of a cracked dark smile; On one side is the sun that Sinsas worshipped, full of thorns.

That is the oldest meaning of alchemy, balance—the principle of everything in the world, and the law of the flow of matter and energy always follows this law—there is an increase and a decrease. Thus displacement became the mainstream of alchemy, which has continued from the time of Noumerin to the present day, replacing elements with magic and replacing magic with elements.

In Aitalia, the element is the substance, and the crystal is the medium.

The basic principle of equivalent exchange also comes from this.

Humans are the ones who cannot appreciate the vastness of the Aetheric Sea, and they can't close their eyes and see the magic flowing in the ground and in the wind. Fifteen hundred years before the birth of Kaulin-Ishurian, the spirits of Noumerin had already imprinted the mark of the dragon in their blood.

Seven centuries further along, Sinsas also developed a well-established theory of magic.

But at this moment, Cui Yu had an indescribable feeling. Through the interlocking circle, he seemed to catch a hint of the pulse of the Aetheric Sea. A wisp of magic was drawn from the void, and it came from within the main crystal of the magic furnace, which was mixed by the elemental impurities of the crystal itself.

But the moment it passed through the circle, the mixed aether returned to its origins. At that moment, Cui Yu also experienced the feeling of the Noumerin elf a thousand years ago.

A vast world is slowly opening its doors to him.

But that's not to say that he became a magical race. The inspiration lasted only a moment, and then it receded like a tidal wave.

This momentary negligence almost made him miss the opportunity. When he came back to his senses, he realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly raised his hand—the purified magic became a dazzling starlight in the artisan system.

It passes through every point of the structure, and finally cools and solidifies, and after the replacement between the magic and the elements is completed, it is born into a material star. Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, it is just a piece of lapis lazuli in the cooling - the main core of the Rapid Burst Plug-in.

Except for a few.

Off the field, Fang Yu let out a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face.

Dill also breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Lan noticed the abnormality of the two of them, and asked curiously, "What secrets do you three have?" ”

Dill shook his head and didn't speak.

Mu Lan looked at Fang Yu again.

Fang Yu smiled and said, "You can't tell Miss Mu Lan about this, it's worthless to tell the secret." ”

"Cut, pretend to be a ghost." When he said this, Mu Lan thought that he was playing tricks.

Fang Yu also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his goal had been achieved.

Cui Yuzheng put down the work in his hand, raised his head, looked at the referee, and signaled that he had finished it. He looked to Evan, who was bowing his head, as if still immersed in his own world.

Cui Yu looked at the other party's exquisite works and couldn't help but admire a little. Such a craftsman, even if he is a little less talented, will definitely achieve extraordinary achievements in the end.

He looked at his hand again, and felt a little strange in his heart about the feeling he had felt before.

He didn't know if he was a trick or not.

But this is not a trial, but a competition. That's what the game is, and strategy is part of it, and he didn't break any of the rules – there's nothing wrong with sharpening his guns.

What's more, the effect of grinding the gun in battle, he is still a little apprehensive in his heart.

There was some noise in the square.

In most people's minds, what else is there to check for here? If nothing else, Evan has outperformed his opponent in terms of time taken - whether time is the main scoring point in this game, and the availability of more than double the normal amount seems to be enough to say how good the players are.

What's more, Cui Yu's works do not have any advantages over Evan in appearance.

But there was soon a commotion -

It is not ordinary reviewers who come up from the audience to check. Rather, it was a senior craftsman in a gray trench coat, who walked all the way from the direction of the VIP stand, accompanied by several staff members, and personally inspected the work of the two.

The man looked at Evan's work first, nodded gently to the latter, and then put it down. He walked up to Cui Yu again, looked at the plug-in in the latter's somewhat apprehensive gaze, and put his hand on it.

He wears a peculiar glove on his hand, and on his arm there is a bulky-looking ring-shaped copper seat, on which floats a sphere covered with layers of copper rings, like a planetary sphere. The orb was about the size of a fist, along with the outer ring, and when the man placed the glove on the plug-in, the orb began to glow slightly, and the outer ring spun rapidly.

One, two, three, each track had a different scale, and the aborigines used a special means to calculate the accuracy and attribute values of the magic guide, and soon the rotating track stopped.

Cui Yu also recognized this instrument and read the above reading at this moment:

100。

He froze, almost thinking he had read it wrong.

The man frowned, pressed his left hand against the brass base of his right glove, turned it to the right for a moment, and placed his hand on the plug-in once more. This was repeated three times before he came up with a final reading:

97.3

The staff member next to him who was holding a notebook recorded something and then leaned over and whispered: "Level 3, ninety-seven three." ”

Only then did the other party raise his head, look at him deeply, and said, "Which batch?" ”

Cui Yu was stunned, what batch?

Seeing that he didn't answer, the man frowned and said, "After the game, someone wants to see you." ”

With that, he gestured and asked the staff to return to the direction of the VIP stand with two works. Seeing this, people couldn't help but look at the scoreboard, but the scoreboard was blank.

There was an uproar in the square.

No results?

Cui Yu was also a little confused, but the staff's performance didn't look like something was wrong, so they only gently asked them to leave the arena first, while the taciturn player listened to it and didn't ask much, just packed up his things and walked off the court.

The sidelines hurriedly asked him: "What's wrong, what's wrong?" Why don't we win? ”

Evan shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand what was going on.

Among them, only Virus was the calmest, and only replied, "Just wait." ”

Then she turned her head to look at the last person: "Zheng Kai, you prepare." ”

The latter, who had been warned by her earlier, was silent, and hurriedly nodded cautiously.

But unlike Virus's calmness, the discussion in the square was boiling. The supporters immediately contacted the shady and protested loudly below, and even the supporters of Silver Westland couldn't help but wonder about the outcome of the previous game.

The aborigines, on the other hand, were more rustic and chose to trust the judgment of the Alchemist Alliance, and most of the people in the square were aborigines, so the protests were just discussions.

In the official live broadcast room, supporters on both sides have already started to curse each other, Elite and Silver Vislan have fans, and Raganrok certainly has it, but the latter is clearly inferior. Sophie was also diving in the live broadcast room, and when she saw this scene, she couldn't help crying and laughing, and persuaded her:

"Friends of Silver Vislan, please be sensible and trust the judgment of the race party."

"Who are you?"

"I'm Sophie."

"Sophie, which Sophie?"

"Cut, are you Sophie? Anti-pretending to be loyal spy fans, right? ”

"If you're Sophie, wouldn't I be the president of Silver Veslan?"

Her Royal Highness the Silver Vislan Princess was so angry that she said angrily: "These people are simply unreasonable! ”

On the side, Shui Shui was overjoyed: "Sister Sophie, you rarely surf the Internet, fans are like this." ”

On Raganrok's side, Cui Yu was walking down from the field, and when he saw Fang Yuan, his expression was different. He opened his mouth to speak—but Fang Yu only shook his head at him before looking back at the soul fingerprint: "Let Dill get on." ”

Soul Fingerprint looked at the two of them and nodded slightly.

The final round came a little faster than one might expect.

After the staff set up the venue, they notified the contestants to prepare for entry. So in a somewhat eerie atmosphere, the last players on both sides walked into the arena, and there were a few sneering whistles in the square, sharp and piercing.

The crowd couldn't help but look back.

Fang Yu was still a little worried that Dill would be affected by this, but he looked at the soul fingerprint, and the latter looked calm as usual. Look at the little girl on the field, she is not moved by external objects at all.

She behaved even better than Cui Woo.

In the VIP box——

Falaise was frowning and taking a closer look at the Swift Burst plug-in in his hand - seriously, this plug-in seemed to him to be a bit rough and not very structured, indicating that too many unnecessary structural points were used in the construction, and the production was also very hasty, and the assembly accuracy was not high.

At least compared to the other work, this plugin is far from looking good.

But he didn't say a word, just handed the plug-in in his hand to the next person. After reading it, the old speaker of the Elffindor Council passed it on in the same way, saying, "It's exactly the same as what I saw decades ago." ”

The plug-in was finally passed into the hands of Count Cillin-Sbicca - at this moment Rollin beside him had left - the Count looked at the plug-in alone, frowned and said, "It's the technology of the Silver Tower, but the problem is-"

"How?"

"Has he been to the Hall of a Thousand Doors?"

He didn't answer.

The Earl suddenly spoke, and he said in a calm tone, "The technology of the Silver Tower is not only found in the Hall of a Thousand Doors. ”

Everyone knew in their hearts that the other party's words were to defend the young man named Luo Lin, after all, there could only be one person who was born in response to the prophecy. They couldn't help but think to themselves, it seemed that the owner of the rose workshop was already determined to push the young man.

Although most of the people present did not doubt the authenticity of the legend.

After all, Toragotos' death is also closely related to this incident.

But only Ander shook his head: "But Villavito, in the same way, Rollin may not have been to the Hall of a Thousand Doors." It is also possible that he obtained the inheritance of the Silver Tower through other means. ”

Count Cillin-Sibika looked up and looked in this direction with some surprise. "I don't understand what you mean by that, Master Ender?"

"I'm reminding you to calm down, Villavito."

"I'm calm, the technology of the Silver Tower was born from the ancient alchemists of the Noumerin Elves," replied Count Cilin-Sibica, "but the technology of the Silver Tower is not necessarily the legacy of the Noumerin Elves, as you have seen the techniques shown by Rollin. ”

He also shook his head: "And I believe that Luo Lin has also been to the Hall of a Thousand Doors." ”

"Why?"

"Because he has been to the Tower of Spring Dawn, and I have seen his Dragon Seal," he replied, "Master Ander should know about the Tower of Spring Dawn, and that cannot be faked." ”

Everyone couldn't help but look at Ender.

The alchemist present was vaguely aware that the young man didn't seem to be very interested in it.

Falaise also glanced at his old friend, and knew in his heart why.

But Ander frowned, thought for a moment, and didn't explain. After all, there are some things, even if he says them before he gets the evidence, others may not believe them. Alffindor is a whole, but under this whole, everyone has their own mind.

The atmosphere in the box was silent for a while.

It wasn't until someone whispered that the silence was broken.

"It can't be such a coincidence, can it?" The man looked at the projection in the crystal and said.

Only then did everyone look at their respective projection crystals.

When they saw that scene, they couldn't help but be stunned.

No way.

Another one?

On the field, there are boos at the moment.

Because of the previous situation, this time it was staged again, and even the drama was exactly the same, and it never changed.

On the field, Dill's slow motion, falling in the eyes of the audience, is simply a naked mockery - you are acting, but you are also respectful of karma, which is simply blatant and completely ignorant of the rules of the game.

Of course, the so-called rules of the game only exist in people's imagination. After all, there is no rule in the Continental League, and the length of time can determine the outcome of a game, although generally speaking, players will limit their time to less than ten minutes.

After all, the most time-consuming thing about alchemy production is actually the preparation and repeated purification of materials, and only the last step of work is required in the competition, which does not take so long.

It's just that the crowd in the square is excited, but the situation in the official live broadcast at the moment is a little weird-

The commentator probably got the first-hand news from the arena, and the guests were originally curious about what went wrong on the field, but when they saw a note handed over by the staff, everyone's faces changed.

The style of discussion in the live broadcast room suddenly changed, and the two guests and the commentator became a little cautious.

And those viewers who are more eye-catching have already been a little restrained when they see this scene. In fact, most people have already come to their senses by this time, and even if Raganrok cheats, there is no need to be so blatant.

They are not mentally retarded, and neither will the people of Raganrok.

There are only a few barrages, and they are still in rhythm so far, and they look like they are happy.

At this time, Dill finally finished his work and handed it over to the staff. The result was still the same as last time, this time the judge was still the same senior craftsman from before, who hurriedly came over and took away the works of the two contestants and returned to the stands.

It's just that this time is different from last time, unlike Evan's pampering and humiliation, the Elite player named Zheng Kai is obviously a little poor in psychological quality. Affected by Dill, there were a few small mistakes in the game.

The latter was also a little nervous, and subconsciously looked towards Dill, only to find that the other party was calmly looking in the direction of the scoreboard.

Soon, he heard an exclamation coming from the square.

More and more people saw the numbers on the scoreboard, and the exclamations gradually converged into the sound of a mountain and a tsunami.

The other party couldn't help but feel a little dizzy, and subconsciously looked in that direction, and the number finally appeared on the scoreboard, but it was not the score between him and Dill. It's the score of the last game, which is finally showing at this moment.

Elite, Evan, 92.4 points.

Raganrok, Choi Woo, 97.3 points.

His eyes widened, and he looked at the two numbers in disbelief, as if a surge of blood rushed over his brain, almost blackening his eyes. Although it wasn't his achievement, the first thought in his mind was three words:

No way!

Then a terrible thought came to him: there really is a shady scene!

He almost immediately wanted to stand up and speak out, but suddenly he felt a person walk up to him, and he looked at it and realized that it was a virus with an indifferent face.

"Virus Senpai ......"

The latter didn't say a word, just looked up at mid-air.

After a moment, he looked back and glanced at Dill from afar. But in her heart, what she thought of at this moment was neither Cui Yu nor the girl in front of her, but the back of a young man before, and she squinted her eyes slightly.

The two shadows in my heart are overlapping.

"Odin."

She whispered.

In the live broadcast room, only a few barrages are repeatedly swiping the screen:

"There's shady!"

"Raganrok cheats!"

"Announcing the work of the two!"

"Rematch!"

"There's definitely something wrong with the Silver Westland!"

But more people, their eyes were already on the covered page of paper in the commentary's hand, who was whispering something to the staff, then nodded and looked up. The other party's first sentence made the live broadcast room silent:

"Dear audience friends, we have just made contact with the competition team," he paused, "out of fairness and justice, the competition team gave us first-hand information and allowed us to disclose the details of the works of the two contestants. ”

And almost the same sound was echoing over the square.

People looked up.

In the sky there, such a picture is projected.

Two elective alchemists, one on the left and one on the right, presented the specific attributes of Evan and Cui Yu's works in a systematic way.

In all fairness, Evan's work is indeed the best of the Swift Burst plugins - both its fixed value attribute and the floating attribute value after the skill is turned on, are the best choice, and the structure of the work itself is much more durable than Cui Yu.

Unfortunately, although the durability of the structure is also one of the judging criteria for the work, it is not the main scoring item, just like the time spent in the competition. When people saw the main attribute of Cui Yu's Swift Burst plug-in, they almost gasped.

Full!

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't think of any cultural expression for a while, so they could only give two words:

"it!"

"Actually, it's not full, and there is still a bit of a gap between the floating attribute and the extreme value......"

"What's the difference between that and full man?"

"Why don't you go build one?"

"I'm a fart, this thing is completely face-looking!"

"Damn, this guy is really shit luck, Elite is too unlucky, right?"

"Shit luck players, you can't compare, you can't compare."

However, although everyone is unbelievable in their hearts, they actually understand in their hearts that Elite has lost this game unjustly. It's just that losing is lucky, which is somewhat embarrassing, but in alchemy, luck is sometimes considered a kind of strength.

It's just that people watching the game, in fact, it is difficult to understand the thoughts in the heart of Zheng Kai, who is standing on the field at this moment.

Because the young man looked at the virus in front of him who didn't say a word, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He looked at the scoreboard with a little trembling and a bitter mouth.

And sure enough, two numbers were slowly showing on it - only this time the competition side didn't even repeat it, and directly released the attributes of the two bottles of magic potions.

When they saw the attributes of the two bottles of magic potions, both the audience in the square and the people in the live broadcast room all made almost the same action. That is, he lowered his head and wiped his eyes, so as not to be dazzled:

It's full again.

And this time it's a real full attribute.

A somewhat ridiculous thought crossed everyone's minds - was it not luck, but that Raganrok had obtained a way to master the extremes? But how is this possible, if this is the case, then the alchemy world must not be turned upside down?

At this moment, there was silence in the VIP box.

Farlais stroked his pointed beard and said nothing.

The others, on the other hand, looked at Count Cillin-Sbicca and Ander with strange expressions, and the look in their eyes only stated the same meaning:

What's going on, little brother?

When did the technology of the Silver Tower start to be wholesaled?

This strange atmosphere took a long time before someone spoke to break the silence:

"Have you noticed ......" the speaker considered the sentence: "There are similarities in the technical characteristics of the two, and they should be from the same ......"

Hearing this, everyone subconsciously recalled the material purification methods of the Rapid Burst Plug-in and Magic Elixir they had seen, and some similar steps related to them, and then couldn't help but be stunned.

It seems to be true.

Someone immediately shook his head: "It's not just that there are similarities in technical characteristics, theoretically the same technique, depending on the alchemist, there will also be a strong personal style......"

He looked up at the crowd, "Did you notice anything wrong?" ”

Almost all of the people present were masters in the field of alchemy, except for a few senior craftsmen who were still a little confused, the others had actually reacted: "There are indeed some similarities in the operation methods......

"Shouldn't this kind of thing, which is supposed to be a personal style, be seen by two different people?"

"I have a guess," said the old speaker suddenly, "Raganrok's leader." ”

"Old Speaker, are you saying that Raganrok's leader taught these people the techniques of the Silver Tower behind his back?" But the man shook his head: "Alchemy has a heritage, it can be passed on to inheritance, and personal style is personal style, these are two different things." ”

As soon as he said this, everyone was a little confused.

And only Ender, squinting his eyes.

"And Raganrok doesn't just have two members."

"I can answer this question," Count Sirin Sbicca suddenly said, "I have looked at Raganrok's player list, and there is one of them who has been hired for a temporary basis. ”

"Even so, there is only one foreign aid, but what about their main general?"

"Their main general directly eliminated the Elite players, and there was no need for them at all."

"Wait a minute," someone came back to his senses, "You're saying that Raganrok's commander doesn't even need this skill to get the highest score?" ”

There was a sudden silence in the box.

Fales, as if sensing something, glanced back at his old friend. His heart moved slightly, and he suddenly whispered to the staff around him: "Go and show me the results of Raganrok's previous competitions." ”

Although his voice was not loud, it seemed a little abrupt in a quiet box.

……

.。 m.