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Tang Mo was immersed in thought, and the servants waiting next to him looked at him in fear, smacking at the immense power of magic. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info Tang Mo waved his hand, and the two sturdy servants trotted away, quickly tidying up the field, and replacing them with new wooden stakes and armor-wearing dummies.

However, when it came time to clean up the iron armor that had just been destroyed, they were in trouble, and the molten metal still exuded a scorching smell, and they did not dare to approach. Tang Mo had no choice but to summon another bronze giant serpent, a large constructed creature that challenged level 10 without fear of this level of heat.

Tang Mo suspected that even if it was directly hit by the three fireball techniques, it would have no effect on it, but he was a little reluctant to do this kind of experiment. In Calvin's teaching tower, Tang Mo finally found a nest of bronze giant snakes, only five.

The main material for the body of the bronze serpent is a large amount of bronze, at least 500 kilograms. Crafting it requires more than 16 caster levels, an ability only available to gold-level Magisters. The creator needs to perform the "Instruction Technique", "Limited Wish Technique", "Transfiguration", "Electric Claw", and finally assemble the body with the skill of constructing. This means that Tang Mo will not be able to make this kind of structure by himself for a long time, even if it is repaired, it will be very difficult, and if the damage is serious, it can only be declared scrapped.

Even if there is enough capacity to produce it one day, the cost is a problem. Each bronze giant snake costs almost 100,000 gold coins, Tang Mo sighed that mage is really a money-burning profession, and at the same time, he also felt lucky that he was lucky to get a group of bronze giant snakes.

The bronze serpent didn't care about the heat on the metal surface at all, and the red to hot armor was quickly cleaned aside. Tang Mo hesitated to do some small experiments with the bronze giant snake, this level of experiment shouldn't cause any damage, right? Bronze has higher strength and lower melting point than pure copper, but as a magical creation, it is not bronze in the ordinary sense, and it should be difficult to cause substantial damage to it with the power of his fireball technique. After thinking about it again and again, I finally gave up, in the final analysis, my current family background is thin, and I can't afford to consume such a loser's experiment.

As he was making a difficult choice, he suddenly felt another bronze giant snake appear within the range of his mental induction. These constructed creatures can sense each other with their owners within a certain range, and the giant snake stayed at the gate, not sneaking in as usual, as if it was carrying something.

Outside the gate, the bronze serpent threw its prey from its mouth, the front of its body standing up like a venomous snake. As if facing a great enemy, the guards raised their shields and swords one after another, and the serpent almost three meters high was erected in tense defense. The serpent didn't attack, but the fangs kept flashing with sparks, and the electric attack was actually one of the last spell types that the soldier with the armor of the armor would face, because the metal armor was so easy to conduct electricity, and a single blow was enough to paralyze the soldier's body and lose his combat effectiveness, which often meant death on the battlefield.

But there is no way, for most ordinary soldiers, the relatively cheap and universal metal armor is the most effective defensive equipment they can find. Cloth armor and leather armor defenses are too weak to be suitable for soldiers fighting on the front line, and the expensive price of alloys that are difficult to conduct electricity and magical equipment that can effectively resist electric shocks is destined to be difficult to equip on a large scale.

Therefore, the guards did not turn around and run away, but resolutely confronted the giant snake, which was quite a brave act. However, it seems that the giant snake does not have a strong desire to attack, and they do not dare to act rashly, they only hope that it can maintain this state all the time, and then the mansion can get the news and react effectively. The hapless Assassin lay on the ground and did not dare to move, for fear of attracting the attention of both sides, and he felt that he was really unlucky.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, attracting the attention of everyone present. The Assassin Jacob stole a glance up, only to see that the person who had come was not very old, about underage, and it was a young girl. The long blonde hair is tied into two lovely braids hanging down from the left and right shoulders, and the immature facial features have the unique youthful beauty of a girl, a pointed chin, faint eyebrows, and a small dimple on the face, especially the eyes with a hazy freehand like spring water.

She was dressed in a rose-red robe covered with a white gauze coat, and part of the apricot yellow undergarment fabric could be seen from her chest. A red belt tied the gown and red robe, revealing a slender waist.

When the soldiers saw the girl, they all exclaimed in surprise: "Miss Cecil!? You have come just in time, this big fellow, you have a way to deal with it, right?"

Ordinary soldiers don't care much about the difference between mage apprentices and full-fledged mages, and although Miss Cecil is only a beginner, it also begins to be mysterious in their eyes.

Not disappointing them, the little girl Cecil beckoned to the ferocious serpent, "Follow me." The little girl's voice was crisp and pleasant, but the serpent seemed to understand, and it meekly lowered its body, picked up the assassin on the ground, and swam towards Cecil.

"You give way!" Cecil's nice voice sounded again, and the stunned soldiers woke up from a dream and hurriedly made way of a passage. Ignoring these boring humans, the serpent followed the jumping little girl into the depths of the Earl's mansion.

The soldiers were left looking at each other on the ground. "This must be a monster made by Master Vic!" said one of the soldiers.

"Stupid! what a monster, that's a construct. Do you understand the construct?" retorted the other soldier.

"I don't understand! you understand?" the former soldier asked unconvinced.

"Haha, I know you don't understand. The construct is ...... It is...... It's a combat weapon anyway!"

The soldier looked at him with disdain, "It's good to admit that you don't understand, pretend to be an expert!"

"Well, I don't understand either. Anyway, how many masters Vic understands, he's a mysterious and powerful mage!"

"That's right, this is a mage, such a young mage, it will be great in the future, right?"

"It's pretty impressive now!"

"That's right. ”

The atmosphere became lively, and a soldier suddenly interjected: "How many masters of such a great Vic, will he inherit the title and territory of the earl in the future?"

"What nonsense! How is that possible, the title and territory must have been inherited by Young Master Julian. He's the eldest son, and he's a mighty warrior!, and it's said that he's about to step up to the next level!" Apparently this was Julian's embrace.

"How is it impossible!?" a voice retorted loudly, it seemed that the owner of the voice admired Tang Mo even more, "Master Vic's mage talent is obvious to all, and it is only a matter of time before he enters the high level!"

"How long will it take? Five years, ten years, or twenty years?"

The other voice was a little angry, "You stupid, with the big snake just now, do you think how many masters Vic will have no chance to inherit the title?"

Julian's hug couldn't find a refutation for a while, that big snake was indeed very terrifying, if it was friend or foe, his own people just now were not enough to stuff his teeth!

"Okay, don't talk about that useless thing. In the end, it was the captain who stopped the conversation and continued to go deeper, "Who the title and territory will be passed on, that is something that the Earl has to consider, don't worry about it." ”

The soldiers responded one after another, but the seeds of the split had been planted, and Tang Mo's inadvertent display of power made the originally stagnant city surge. It's gratifying that some people who are estranged from Julian and don't have the opportunity to get close to them suddenly find themselves with new options.

Tang Mo had already finished today's spell practice, and his continuous spell casting had almost exhausted his magic power, and his mental power was also a little tired, and he needed to recover slowly. The mage was always busy, and while it was time to recover, he went back to his room to record today's spell casting notes. There will be many differences in the details between the feeling of casting spells by yourself and the ones taught in the magic book, especially when you have some unique perceptions and skills, and many times this kind of casting perception is more important than learning one or two spells.

There was a knock on the door, and Cecil soon came in with his captive, the room was a little small for the bronze serpent, and it had to coil itself so as not to accidentally break the bottles and cans in the room.

"Who are you?" Tang Mo asked, "I don't have much patience, and I'm not good at torture, so if you don't want to become my experimental material, don't waste my time." ”

"I won't say," the assassin looked at the mage who didn't lift his head, "do you think I'm a person who is afraid of death?"

"It doesn't matter to me whether you're afraid of death or not," Tang Mo said lightly: "Live to provide me with information, or die to become my experimental materials, the choice is yours." ”

He paused, then continued: "It just so happens that I have been studying necromancy recently, how can a person still stand up and fight if he has no breath? This is a very strange thing, is it the instinct of the body or the soul imprisoned in the body is driving ?......"

"But it's okay, I can study it slowly," Tang Mo's tone was relaxed, as if he really didn't care if Jacob was willing to confess or not, which brought him a lot of pressure, and his forehead felt like he was going to sweat, these Shinto mages were too evil.

"So, where do we start? Be a zombie or a skeleton?" Tang Mo thought to himself: "It's still simpler, starting with skeletons, this is easy, just remove the flesh and blood of the whole body." He began to chant the spell, and after a few short syllables, a cloud of green liquid suspended in the palm of his hand.

Jacob knows this spell, which is a level 0 spell commonly used by mages, acid splash, creating a projectile-type strong acid that flies towards enemies, causing a splash effect. Although it is only a level 0 spell, the power of strong acid is not something that a human body can resist, especially Jacob is just an assassin, not a thick-skinned warrior, and now he is imprisoned in place and cannot resist or dodge.

But Tang Mo didn't stop, he continued to chant, and soon the second and third acids formed. Tang Mo planned to experiment with today's new technique, and it seemed that it would not be difficult to apply this technique to other spells. Each of the three acids was larger than normal, and when they fused together, they were the size of a washbasin, and Jacob watched as the huge mass of acid flew slowly above his head, and the next moment it was about to hit him on the head.

As you can imagine, the Assassin's face would not be able to withstand the corrosion of such a thing, he would soon be drenched in acid from head to toe, and within a few minutes a skeleton would be freshly baked.

Some people may not be afraid of death, but they are afraid of a tragic death, and after death, they will have to get up and become puppets of the undead, and few people are willing to accept this outcome. At last Jacob cried out with a pale face, "Stop! I'll tell you whatever you want to know." ”

Tang Mo laughed, using tricks instead of level 1 spells, just to make it easier to control. With a thought, he controlled the acid to deflect away, corroding a huge hole in the wooden floor, "Well, now we can talk." ”