"This is the infinite reproduction cell repair liquid you said," Arthas shook the big bottle in his hand, "It doesn't cost much to refine such a bottle, and as he spoke, he poured this bottle of liquid into the golden man's head, and under the effect of the spell, the repair liquid spread evenly into every fake cell that was still only a structure."

Then Arthas snapped his fingers lightly, and the golden man became a terrifying existence like a black hole, and countless basic elements frantically poured into it, if it weren't for Arthas's control of the absorption speed in advance, and at the same time, the entire villa was also equipped with a shielding magic array, this powerful magic fluctuation would definitely attract the McMage who guarded Araskie.

After that, just as Don Quixote guessed, the basic elements were directly combined into atoms by the golden spell, and the atoms were combined into various complex molecules, and finally formed a person exactly like Alas standing next to him, the only difference is that this body has no soul, and in Don Quixote's perception, this body seems to be in a static state, obviously there are still parts of the structure of this magical spell that use time-based spells, and even it may be time-based magic is unknown.

When the entire body is formed, the time around the body begins to pass, and under the action of the repair fluid, every cell in the entire body begins to divide and repair frantically. However, it did not happen that Don Quixote imagined that a living person would become a ball of flesh because of a large number of cell divisions, and the actual result was that the newly generated perfect cells replaced the original ancient cells that had been divided for a long time, and the ancient cells were uniformly transferred to the body surface, so in Don Quixote's sight, the scene in front of him was that the epidermis of the body began to age, solidify, and finally wrapped the original body like a cocoon.

"Click~" Alsace, who was monitoring the whole process, felt that after the restoration work was completed, with a wave of his hand, a gust of wind blew, and the cocoon chrysalis was torn open, and as the cuticle-like epidermis was peeled off, a young man who looked to be about thirty years old, almost had a golden ratio figure, and at the same time the body of a young man who was also proud of the audience appeared in front of the two of them.

"Bang!

Stimulated by Arthas's psionic energy, the heart of this energetic body began to beat, and the circulatory system of the entire body also began to operate, "Huh~" Arthas on the side breathed a sigh of relief, "To be honest, this is the first time I have officially used this spell, and I am really not tired." ”

"Smack~"

Before the words fell, Arthas's soul attached to this old and useless body was directly transferred to the young body next to him, and the spell that came to him not only copied the entire body, but even the magic array in the brain.

Arthas slowly opened his eyes, with a sound of bone rubbing, shaking off the remaining cuticles on his body, and then with a wave of his hand, the space ring on the body that fell to the ground flew into his hand, and the blue light flashed, and a robe covered the naked body.

"It feels good to be young," the voice was still a little unstable, obviously the soul was in tune with the **, and then Arthas took a deep breath, opened his arms, and looked intoxicated, "How is it, how much did you understand the spell just now?"

Don Quixote shook his head, "I understand the principle, it is somewhat similar to the complete body time reversal spell in the dungeon, but the complexity is obviously much higher, and I can only deconstruct part of that spell so far, let alone this, at this stage, my psionic energy is not even qualified to deconstruct this spell." ”

"Ha," Arthas laughed a few times, and put away his original body after freezing it, "It seems that that epiphany of yours really has a limit, and to be honest, I still expect you to create another miracle, such as cracking the magic arts."

Don Quixote glanced at Arthas, thinking that if it weren't for you, he would be rolling over with Kyle on the bed right now, "Teacher, you still think too highly of me, if nothing else, the student will go back first." ”

"Of course there is," said Alsace, as he stretched out his hand, a newspaper from the laboratory not far away flew over and handed it to Don Quixote.

"Newspaper?" Don Quixote took the newspaper with some suspicion, to be honest, he was not in the habit of reading newspapers, unless necessary, "The King of the Char Empire, Char Jack Slovakia is seriously ill, and the princes of the seven states of the Char Empire have arrived in Char City!"

"Does this have anything to do with me?"

"It has nothing to do with you," said Arthas, shaking his head, meaning to let Don Quixote go upstairs with him, and continued as he walked, "It has something to do with me, this old fellow was an old friend of mine many years ago, and I formed an adventure party a long time ago when I was bored, and this old fellow joined in, of course, at that time he was not a king, but only the son of a prince, and as for the relationship with you, it has to do with the last time I went to see him, he asked for me." ”

"Let's go, go to my study," seeing the goddess of time still lazily lying on the sofa in the living room, holding her head in one hand, and eating with the green fruit in the other hand, from time to time with one foot to grab the other, Arthas sighed slightly, obviously he also had a headache This woman who only knows how to eat every day and only knows how to "sleep", no, it is a goddess.

Alsace's study is very large, the shelves are full of all kinds of ancient books, and each bookshelf is equipped with a magic circle to prevent time from corroding these precious documents, so it can also be said that this study is simply expensive.

"Sit down. ”

Don Quixote was not polite, and took out his chair and sat down opposite Aras, looking deaf.

"Do you know anything about Char's Empire?"

Don Quixote shrugged his shoulders, "When I was a slave, I learned about some of the most powerful empires in the world, most of the people were untrustworthy and so on, and I also talked about some of their customs, but it was not very detailed, because I was a slave who was sold specifically for Britain. ”

"Well," Arthas nodded slightly, "That's right, if you don't consider the divine power, I'm afraid that even the Silvermoon City, which is far away in the northwest, and the Elven Empire, which is far in the southwest, are not the opponents of the Char Empire." ”

"Isn't it?" Don Quixote was a little surprised, in his opinion, the so-called most powerful empire in the world should refer to the human race, "The dragons and elves are not the opponents of that empire, this is a bit exaggerated." ”

"It's not an exaggeration at all," Arthas said lightly, "Fighting at home, under the true gods, the Char Empire is almost invincible, so they can have a stable environment to develop, forming a cycle of good surnames, and eventually developing into the most powerful empire in the world." ”

"What do they rely on?" asked Don Quixote for a while, "Could it be that the Char royal family has another so-called strongest person in the world?"

"There are the strongest people in the world, but they are not people," said Arthas leaned back in his chair, looking at his white skin from time to time, obviously the new birth made his skin as tender as a baby, so it looked quite funny, a strong man of nearly one meter nine, with white skin like a baby, "The Char Empire is based on their ancestor, that is, a magic array left by the man who died at the hands of the sun god I once told you, of course, the royal family of the Char Empire prefers to call it the soul of the ancestors." ”

"The soul of the ancestors?" Don Quixote looked confused, "What kind of magic array is that?"

"How could I have known," Arthas replied with a smile, That's the top secret of the Char Empire, but my old friend, the current King Jack told me some information that is not so important, after the death of the kings of the Char Empire, their souls will not be taken away by death, but will be integrated into the magic array, simply put, this so-called ancestral soul is composed of the souls of generations of Char Empire's kings, princes, and queens, and the specific division of strength is equivalent to the law god of the human world, and the most terrifying thing is that it can always remain in the best condition, not sleepy, not tired, most of the physical attacks, magic attacks are all ineffective against it, psionic spells can only affect it with psionic spells released by people at the level of law gods, but it is only an effect. ”

Don Quixote knows very well the rank of the god of law, and now he is not a novice, but few mages are willing to be the god of law, after all, those who were once high in the world let them be puppets, it is estimated that they would rather die, but they cannot deny the power of the god of law, in those classics given to him by Arthas, the record of the god of law is that a thought changes the color of the heavens and the earth, and this kind of person at the apex of the world of Faren can't beat the soul of the ancestor, so how powerful it is can be imagined," With such an existence against the sky, why didn't the Char Empire unify the world?"

"Because the soul of the ancestors of the Char Empire can only appear in the territory of the Char Empire, it is said that the strongest man made this magic array just as a means of defense, so the farthest distance of this magic array can only reach the border of the Char Empire, but I didn't expect that after he died, he became the last reliance of the Char Empire, and he never thought that he would die one day," Arthas sighed, " This ancestral soul is not only the last defense of the Char Empire, but the kings of each generation of the Char Empire are selected by it from the princes of the seven states of Char, and the criteria for this selection are based on the performance of these seven princes in their respective states, and one of the achievements is the number and strength of the mercenary corps. ”

"Let me join them?" Don Quixote only thought a little before he understood what Arthas meant, although he didn't know why such a powerful empire would form a so-called mercenary corps composed entirely of outsiders, but that was the problem of the empire itself, besides, the fact that the empire was still standing on top of the world for so many years proved that this mercenary corps definitely had a reason for its existence.

"Well," Arthas nodded, "his daughter Char Jean is the prince of Olinoke, so he hopes to increase her daughter's chances of victory before she dies, of course, that is, a name, basically there are very few things that can trouble the mage of the ring, in fact, in my opinion, this is more like a test, the king who can recruit the strong, naturally has his unique advantages, or strong affinity, or well-connected, in short, either of them is beneficial to this empire." ”

Don Quixote narrowed his eyes slightly, and tapped lightly on the table with his two hands, to be honest, he didn't want to go, the reason was very simple, joining the so-called legion, he was bound to get involved in some power struggle, that was not the life he wanted, but in the face of Arthas's request, he was a little embarrassed to refuse, "Let me think about it for a few days, teacher." ”

"Don't worry," Arthas laughed a few times, "I went to Silvermoon City a little shamelessly to ask for some immature dragon grass, eat those things, that old guy is estimated to live for a while, by the way," said Arthas took out a piece of parchment, "This is the division of the mercenary army's remuneration, and the reward that the old guy promised me, you can take it back and take a look at it, think about it." ”

"Good. ”

(To be continued)