"Of course, it's a refining workshop, isn't the scale beyond your imagination?"

Atram said proudly, his tone full of superiority, and he didn't know how shabby this dilapidated workshop was in the eyes of the servant.

To a god-like magician like Medea, this place was as unbearable as a broken hut, but Atram was not aware of it now, and continued to say unashamedly:

"My family is a magic system that uses my life to generate magic.

It's just that the most primitive curse of the living sacrifice is used. ”

With his hands in his pockets, Atram gestured to the six children in the six glass containers around him and said, "Since it is a living sacrifice and wealth is like mine, it is natural to use the best children." ”

"But that's just the basics, and beyond that, the equipment used in this workshop is all more modern and efficient than the clock tower."

Medea's face was as usual, but when she fell on those children, her eyes were complicated, and there was a hint of anger, it was obvious that Atram's actions had touched on the part that annoyed her the most, and he didn't have the slightest idea of stopping, but waved his hand and ordered the two staff members next to him:

"Make one for her."

The light in the room gradually dimmed, and with the operation of the staff, all six glass containers were slowly filled with water, and the six children were completely immersed in it.

Not feeling guilty in the slightest, Atram grinned:

"Sure enough, the materials are still the freshest."

In his eyes, these were not living beings, nor were they children, but magic crystals that could increase the power of magic.

Six children can just refine a small piece of magic crystal, which can be used to supply his own magic power.

The light in the container began to increase, and soon, a large amount of blood began to ooze from under the skin of the six children, staining the entire container red, but this stage only lasted a few seconds, and the blood-drenched six children exploded into a thick mass of biological tissue liquid under the huge pressure of the container, and slowly transported it through the pipe to the refining table in the center of the workshop.

The azure air surged, and when the white light on the refining table dissipated, a triangular magic crystalline was formed, and Atram himself was pleasantly seen from head to foot.

He ostentatiously took the magic crystals in his hand, held them up in front of Medea and said with a smile: "Well, this thing was supposed to take a month, but now it is made in an instant, this achievement is simply unprecedented." ”

"Besides, you don't have to worry about the materials or anything, you won't find them from Fuyuki, this is a first-class child without any diseases purchased from other places."

Atram gestured to the dense group of children hanging from behind the glass siding on the right.

However, before the words fell, Medea's cold voice came from behind Atram:

"Don't you have a little bit of magic? This is of no use at all, and such an inferior workshop can dare to be called unprecedented? Your vision is so narrow that I can't bear to look at it. ”

Such faceless words made Atram's face change at that time, but before he could attack, Medea had already walked to the refining table in the center of the workshop.

After gently reaching out her hand, a ray of pure white magic radiance bloomed from Medea's slender fingertips, and she was only able to say:

"Sacrificing one's life for a magic crystallization of this magnitude is the most undesirable magician's job."

When Medea's magical brilliance dissipated, a large mass of magic crystals seven or eight times larger than before appeared on the refining table, almost catching up with the size of Atram's entire face.

A magic crystallization of this magnitude had never been seen in Atlam's twenty-six years of life, and he had never seen anything smaller than that, and he had never seen it, and this scene made his expression almost freeze on the spot, and it was hard to believe what he was seeing.

"You... What did you do??! ”

Atlas's eyes were about to pop out, and his tone was full of disbelief, "Why can you give birth to a magic crystallization out of thin air from an empty refining table??" ”

"Including the old immortals in the Clock Tower, the strongest mages in the entire wizarding world can't generate even the slightest bit, you..."

"Clock Tower?" There was a hint of speechlessness in Medea's tone, "Why do you think that a mage is better than a servant?" ”

"Where did you learn magic, didn't anyone tell you, even the weakest Heroic Spirit can pinch the strongest magician on Earth without much effort."

"If it's the three knight ranks or be

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You don't even have a chance to react, and you may be killed on the spot. ”

Speaking of this, Medea glanced at Atram, "As for the question of the absence of anything on the refining table, you are really stupid to ask. ”

"For you modern-day magicians, you really can't see anything here.

But in my eyes, the air around me is all magic.

It can be said that... Your modern magicians' skills for crystallizing magic are still at a stage compared to our servants... No, it's a one-dimensional gap. ”

Atram's self-confidence and superiority were almost shattered on the spot by Medea's words, his whole face was as ugly as eating a dead child, and his voice was like being choked on steamed buns, and he asked stubbornly:

"That's... What about the chant,

In order to shorten the chanting time in this workshop, I tried my best to design this mode.

Refining into a chant, it only takes three days and three nights to complete! ”

"Chanting?" Medea said disdainfully, "Who told you need to chant to release magic?" ”

"For me, I don't need anything like that, magic is just a command."

In ancient Greece, when the gods ruled the world, chanting against the enemy with magic was almost self-defeating, equivalent to putting one's head in front of the enemy's knife and sending it to be cut off.

As a magician, the second stage of Medea's learning of magic is to abandon magical chanting, learn the language of the gods, and practice high-speed divine word casting.

Looking at the groups of children hanging from behind the glass walls, Medea spoke:

"I've done something excessive, but it's too late to stop, please stop using this workshop, it's the best way to abuse your life.

For magic users, there is no need for an unbalanced workshop. ”

Medea said this, and Atram finally couldn't help it, he was impotent and furious, laughed angrily, lowered his head and laughed for a while, and then shook his head loudly and said:

"No, I really don't know anything about you servants."

After speaking, he raised his right hand, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, looked down at Medea condescendingly, and said in a deep voice:

"I hereby order with a commanding spell."

"You!"

Medea's pretty face changed slightly, she never thought that Atram was so narrow-minded, and he would suppress her with a spell because of a few words in his mouth.

"Medea, don't use your Noble Phantasm on me."

After the light of the spell bloomed, Atram grinned and said, "Oh, I'm helpless, after all, if you are attacked by a betrayed witch, you won't be able to eat and walk away." ”

As he spoke, he threw a punch that struck Medea the broken left side of her face, knocking her to the ground.

"Slut, I warn you not to be too arrogant!"