Chapter 68: Stephen's Laboratory
"One, two, forward!"
With the commander's command, dozens of war horns sounded at the same time, emitting a shocking muffled sound. The heavily armed soldiers lined up in a neat line that stretched deep into the forest as far as the eye could see. When the horn of war sounded, all the soldiers marched in unison under the command of the commander and moved forward firmly at a steady pace.
On the opposite side of the phalanx formed by the human army, thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the human army's every move, and among the trees, locusts continued to rise into the air, bringing information back to the rear. The ground and the trees are covered with sticky cobwebs, and countless cunning scorpions lurk underneath. All this will become an obstacle to the advance of the human army. The Earthwalker Legion waited silently for the opportunity, and as soon as there was a slight connection problem in one of the phalanxes, a large number of swift wolf troops would arrive in an instant.
The war between humans and Earthwalkers didn't go well, but it didn't suffer much of a setback. The Knights crushed the defensive line of the Legion, but suffered heavy losses when they were met by the scorpion forces lurking underground. Out of concern about Princess Langalia's strong personal combat power, after the initial battle was frustrated, the human race did not fight back, but integrated the whole army to advance step by step, and won steadily.
In the previous royal civil war, due to the chaotic battle situation, the force configuration of the Earthwalker Legion tended to be a surprise attack and encounter, and it was a little inadequate for the human army's upright turtle tactics. Under the orders of Princess Langalia, the main force of the legion covered the thousands of worker bees and slowly moved into the depths of the northern mountain range. The warmth of the daytime sun in the surface world has greatly weakened the warriors' physical strength, and they are now desperate to establish a settlement to recuperate.
The main reason for the stalemate in the war is that the leaders of both sides have exercised rational restraint but are not willing to compromise easily.
The reason for not going to war is simple: there is neither the certainty of victory nor sufficient benefits. The reason for the non-ceasance is also very simple, in the old Elven saying - how can others sleep peacefully on the bed?
In contrast to the generals who aspired to exploits, Tiana had always been a staunch compromiser. A single legion of Earthwalkers may be a lot of pressure on Istalen, but that's about it. This race is not adapted to the ecological environment of the surface world, and it is impossible for it to reproduce and grow. Relatively speaking, she was still more worried about the plague from the north, but her words did not carry enough weight to attract attention at the high-level meetings.
With the Maple Leaf Sisters and the Trinity Priesthood led by St. Sister Mary Vienne appearing on the front line, a large number of disabled soldiers were healed in time, and the casualty figure of the human army dropped suddenly. It is precisely this extremely low casualty figure that makes the military's confidence in the clergy continue to swell, and at the same time, it is less and less concerned about the plague that the magician girl warned about when it will appear.
When El saw Tiana for the second time in the barracks, the girl's brow was furrowed, her thoughts were heavy, and her bright eyes dimmed considerably. He didn't know how to comfort the girl's distress, and the inconspicuous low-level joke only got a roll of the eyes.
Not to mention others, El himself has a lot of headaches now. Under the effect of divine magic, the external injuries on his body recovered extremely quickly, and the bandages were removed the next day after waking up, but the dark injuries in his body were very troublesome, including the sequelae left by the explosive potential, which had to be slowly regulated by herbs.
However, such a trivial matter was obviously not considered by Master Stephen, and after El recovered, the old man took him to his laboratory - the profession of alchemist could not be short of money even in the literal sense, and in order to facilitate the old man's construction, he directly built a two-way simple portal between his tower and the barracks.
The interior of the Mage Tower tends to be much larger than it looks from the outside, but the exact style of arrangement varies from person to person. Most mages like to build lofts from the ground to the top of the tower, where they can house all kinds of monsters, materials, and apprentices. There are also people who like to build the staircase into an unsolvable labyrinth and hide on top of the tower by themselves. Alchemists, on the other hand, tend to transform their towers into giant laboratories, which often means clutter.
Master Stephen's Tower is one such magical and chaotic place, with thousands of huge bookshelves and material storage cabinets stacked on top of each other's walls, all the way to the top. Each bookcase and storage cabinet is inlaid with thumb-sized purple crystals, shimmering like stars to form a sea of purple that supports the cylindrical protective stance.
His laboratory floats in a cylindrical protective stand, which to outsiders looks like an irregular assemblage of metal pipes and large and small floating platforms, filled with oddly shaped glassware and colorful mystical potions. Almost all of the levitating platforms are wrapped in spherical magical protection, and when they get close to each other, they will rub sparks and arcs.
For the turtle boy who came out of the mountains, everything in front of him was an eye-opener for him. I've heard people say that magicians' mission is to explore the reality of this world, but now it seems that their worldview may have long since left the realm of mortals. As he rode past those platforms on the Gargoyle, El's mind felt a sense of cognitive fragmentation, and for a moment he couldn't tell what was real and what was unreal.
"Welcome to Master Stephen's Alchemy Laboratory. ”
A familiar voice rang in his ears, and El jerked back to see the tall girl standing on one of the platforms and saluting herself with her skirt raised. Although she wears a strange mask that resembles a pig's head, her long, orange hair is the only one of its kind.
Before El could say hello to Lolana, the Constructed Gargoyle had stopped and led him down to the very central test bench, where the Grand Alchemist Stephen stood on the metal console and watched him.
"Now, show the runes you can use. Standing on the metal console, Stephen's voice became serious.
"You see, I can't use my strength right now. El spread his hands and said helplessly, the muscles and muscles of his whole body were equivalent to being chopped up and forcibly bonded, although it seemed to be okay on the outside, but in fact it was quite laborious to walk.
"Don't use brute force, the power of runes comes from your soul!" Stephen exclaimed, "Call on the true name of the rune you have in your heart, and let its power manifest!"
"Yes, sir, I'll try. El sighed and closed his eyes. Now it seems that Stephen now treats himself more like a test subject than an apprentice in need of education.
Of course, he hadn't really seen the treatment of a caster's apprentice, but he had only heard it before, and the line between apprentice and test subject never seemed to be so clear in the Wizard's Tower.
When he calmed down, two slowly rotating runes quietly appeared in the depths of his consciousness. As Stephen said, the power of the runes does not require brute force, and the insight rune "El" has long been integrated with him, and it can be manifested between thoughts. As for the other rune "Waltz", he originally only knew a little about the fur, but after the unreserved outbreak that night, he unexpectedly integrated it into his body...... Or more accurately, in the soul.
El opened his eyes, and a faint blue light quietly bloomed in his eyes. With excitement on his face, Stephen quickly pressed a few buttons on the console.
Four cylinders painted with magic patterns rise from the edge of the platform, combining to unfold an electrified stance. Narrow silver-white arcs of lightning flashed above the platform, gradually converging together to form the shape of the two runes in El's mind.
"At the beginning of the rune, the name is El, which means insight. Rune Nine, named Waltz, means growth. Very good, very good, although these are the most basic single-digit runes, having them manifest is already a testament to your bloodline talent. Stephen nodded in satisfaction as he waved into the air into the tower, and a tattered and heavy ancient book flew through the shelves on the wall, passed through the guards, and fell in front of El to open automatically.
The dense text immediately blinded El's dog's eyes, and he even felt that he had not read as many books as he had read on this page. The uneducated turtle always has a complex psychology of admiration and fear of books, and wants to learn knowledge but is afraid that his brain is stupid and cannot understand.
However, when he scanned the contents of the book, he was surprised to find that some of the symbols that had been specially enlarged and marked looked very familiar, and they seemed to be almost the same as the two runes he had mastered, but there were some indescribable differences.
"This is the "Overview of the Human Rune System" written by the great sage Sumit seven hundred years ago. Stephen touched the beard on his chin, nodded and said, "You don't have a foundation, so let's read this book first." There is a basic knowledge of runes, and Sumit makes the simplest statement in the book. ”
"You'd better kill me with a knife. El closed the book with a pale face and said unusually resolutely.
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