At noon on 9 January, there was still about an hour before the Nagfar arrived at the city of Khammon.

In the house of Grace and the others, only Mu Yan and Sulia remained, and the others gathered on the deck, ready to enjoy the scenery when the big ship landed.

Actually, it's more about not disturbing the two of them - I mean the work that the two of them are doing, serious work.

At this moment, a bright star floating in the air was spread out in front of Mu Yan, and if you look closely, you can find that this is exactly the same as the one that Uno saw on the crystal wall of the control room two days ago, and even the size is exactly the same, and it is exactly the same.

These lines shimmer brightly and illuminate the dimly lit interior.

Sullia holds Cantusha in her hand and holds it to her chest, like a nun singing a carol. A steady stream of surging elements poured into the ancient scrolls, and then were transformed into dead elements that emanated from her hands, condensing into a thread that was connected to the pen in Mu Yan's hand.

Half of the latter's eyes were covered by a dark monochip, and he was dressed like Frankenstein, and he also wore a rough silver headband on his forehead, which he folded into the shape of the golden hoop of the Great Sage.

Meanwhile, in the control room, Ricky is holding a pen that is also made from the element of dead silence. The "artificial flesh" he had obtained from Morabi was given to him by Mu Yan as explosives, so the people of Tallinn were not worried about the lack of paint.

The room was lit with incense, and the faint fragrance lingered around Mu Yan, making him extremely calm, focusing all his attention on the lines in front of him.

The matter of rewriting the magic pattern should have been done by Glazer, but Mu Yan refused. First, this mobilization of the elements would hasten the death of the old man, and second, when they changed the elements indoors, they would cause a directional flow of elements, which would reveal the identities of the people, and only Glazer's perception here was strong enough to hide the fluctuations, forming a dark room that Hablon could not even detect. So he had to stay outside and cover it up.

Mu Yan entered the smart machine mode, and with the help of Xia Mu, he carefully analyzed the changes brought about by each modification, eliminated the operations that would be discovered and the wrong ones, and at the same time transformed the magic pattern into something that could meet his needs.

This is a big project that involves the whole body, and before you put pen to paper, you need to calculate the impact of each step, and then sum it up, and use a series of small deflections to displace the originally unstoppable train, and finally deflect it towards their established track.

The amount of computing in this is amazing, just for a short while, Mu Yan felt unbearable. Although he is in intelligent machine mode, like a liquid nitrogen-cooled optical brain host, under such high-intensity computing, it is still inevitable that the heat production is higher than the cooling.

He could even smell the smell of his own brain fever from the smell of incense.

It's the same as stinky tofu......

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed like lightning, and the light on his tail vanished, leaving only the light on his tail to swoop into the dark clouds of unknown composition.

Mu Yan didn't say a word, and immediately turned into a flying bird, flapping his wings and chasing upward along the vanishing light.

The thick and damp clouds were like a cold, wet sponge, forming a thick layer of ice on him. The cold night wind blew like a knife and struck him on the wings, causing him to stumble and almost fall. What's even harder is that in this boundless darkness, there is no light, as if inspiration has long been hidden.

Calm down......

Think carefully about what just happened......

Mu Yan took a deep breath, held his breath, and stared at the darkness in front of him with full concentration, like a calm hunter, little by little, he pushed aside the clumps of branches, looking for the traces of the prey.

Suddenly, the light poked its head out mischievously, as if teasing him, and fled away again.

Mu Yan immediately flapped his wings and chased after him.

Hurry up, hurry up......

It's close!

The elements in the room fluctuated violently all of a sudden, Mu Yan's eyes were fixed on the demon pattern, and his breathing became heavy. Blood oozed from the corners of his eyes and nose again, and this time from the corners of his mouth.

Got it!!

The condensed elements form an arc, and the tip of the pen rests steadily somewhere on the line directly in front of it.

This pen seemed to touch some mechanism, with the tip of the pen as the center, the lines in the surrounding radius of twenty centimeters suddenly became extremely bright, as dazzling as the sun.

"Got you, little one."

The corners of his mouth rose irrepressibly, and he suddenly stood up, his right hand drawing a standard quarter arc at an oblique upward angle.

"And then it was!"

At the same time, the instructions are conveyed to Ricky on the other end.

"Directly in front of you, at the rice-grained scratch on the crystal wall, use this as a starting point, draw a quarter arc with a radius of 66.9 cm along the upper right bevel angle of 74.6°......"

Ricky took a deep breath and poked him where he was pointing.

In the same way, the magic pattern of the control room seems to have been activated, emitting the same dazzling light.

……

Directly above the Nagfar, like a bird, slowly moving forward with the ship, Hablon's heart suddenly tightened, as if something was about to happen.

He frowned and looked down, just in time to see Hosty pour two spoonfuls of mustard into his coffee.

"This ...... Bastard. ”

He smiled and shook his head, and didn't care about it anymore.

……

“…… Leave the existing position, translate fifteen centimeters to the right, and draw a feather rune from the lower left corner to the upper right, the main body is 4.6 cm long, the wings are 0.12 cm apart, and there are 14 clusters of ......"

“…… Raise the tip of the pen 14 cm, use the horizontal plane as the drawing board, and the face is facing the direction positively, and draw the standard wing-shaped rune, leaving only the dots of the overlapping part of the rune and the crystal wall......"

……

The order was issued in an orderly manner, and the Tallinns carried it out at the first time.

As a legendary assassin, his hands are as precise and stable as an instrument, and he does not make a single mistake at all, making him simply the best person to carry out this task.

The people of Tallinn were also very satisfied with the work, which was quite a challenge for him, and the novelty had not been felt by him for a long time.

Of course, it would have been better if Mu Yan hadn't dragged him to supplement his literary knowledge for half a month before this.

Ten minutes later, whether it was the magic pattern in front of Mu Yan or the crystal wall in front of Ricky, most of them had been dyed with bright light, and the two rooms were like being in the vast universe, and before a star exploded, it was emitting the most striking light.

“…… Downward 9 cm, connect the starting point with a small zigzag pattern of No. 4, and the first fold is to the right. ”

As the last strokes of the two fell at the same time, the brightness of the magic patterns on both sides reached the extreme at the same time, as if a star exploded, and the room was filled with bright light, and the people of Tallinn couldn't help but close their eyes.

There was a soft sound of "bang", like a champagne cork, and the light in front of her disappeared, leaving only a wisp of green smoke.

Hedwig flapped her wings and inhaled all the smoke into her stomach.

"Goo-Goo-"

Then it hiccups comfortably.

Ricky wiped his sweat and patted the little one's head.

"It's not easy, don't you think?"

However, he waited for a long time, and he didn't wait for Mu Yan's response.

In the room, Mu Yan collapsed limply in Suria's arms at the moment when the last stroke ended, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

The Mithril ring on his head had softened, and it had long since slid down his hair and fell to the ground. The demonic pattern that had lost its support in the air also disappeared in an instant, as if nothing had happened during this time just now.

Surya kissed Mu Yan lightly on the forehead, then took him into his arms and patted him gently, like treating a baby.

At this moment, there was a tidal cheer outside the window, it was the people of Haimeng City greeting their city lord.