Chapter 223: Alienation

Taking a step forward to cover Lizzie behind him, Curt silently observed the layout of the stone chamber - this was the opponent's home field, and if he wanted to gain an advantage, he had to grasp the location.

As Lizzie expected, the metal pillars that resemble a magic furnace are all activated by the magic power released by consuming a large amount of life as an energy source. Suspended above the central device, so is the "sun" that collects the rays - perhaps it is the center that converts life into magic.

The sorcerers standing in the corner meticulously weave their spells, inducing the magic oozing from the Slot's bodies. They were intoxicated by the constant distortion of the spells, completely lost in this strange space, reduced to a small part of the vast structure.

If anything, it was more like a religious ritual than a spell—both the sorcerers and the spells they wielded were accompanied by a certain sense of mad exaltation. Except for a few wizards in front of him, no one else noticed Curt's intrusion.

Everything in the world has its own "reason", and similarly, their bodies are also full of magic - even an ordinary person who is completely unable to control spells contains rich magic in their spirit and life. Squeezing lives to gain massive mana is not an uncommon way.

Some historical theories suggest that the sorcerer may have been a priest who took on the sacrificial duties in the first time of his "knowledge." It is highly likely that the sacrifice of living creatures reflected in some archaeological discoveries was the exchange of power by squeezing the mana in the body of the organism.

However, this method was gradually abandoned after entering the age of civilization, after all, with the development of technology, there are more ways to obtain enough magic power. Some kind of statement even thinks. One way to distinguish civilization from barbarism is whether or not live animal sacrifice was abolished.

"Although I also know that you may belong to the old school of magicians, and I also know that you are more interested in the 'mysterious' ancient spells than modern technology. But I really don't feel the need to go back to the Savage Age and use human life as fuel for spells. ”

Curt sneered and spat out a fluttering taunt, while locking his gaze on the mage in front of him: "Or are you actually savages who just ran out of the Dark Big 6." You think that the use of human beings as sacrificial materials is decided by the gods, and even the greatest people in the world cannot deny it?"

In this era, even the "Dark Big 6" that existed in the southern part of the old Great 6, which was blocked by rainforests, swamps, and sand seas, has abolished the "tradition" of human sacrifice. Yet hundreds of years ago, it was almost the same wild land as it was in ancient times.

In the era when slavery was not abolished, the empire used to buy slaves in that wild land for a long time. Slavery, of course, was eventually abolished. However, when the empire decided to abandon the order to buy slaves, it was met with strong opposition from those countries, who seemed to take it for granted to sell their companions.

It is even more ironic that the slaves who were purchased by the Empire were only to work and not to be killed as sacrifices. Most of them showed an expression as if they had been pardoned. Rather than being killed as a sacrifice for some kind of spell, working on the manor saved their lives.

Undoubtedly, the most barbaric "civilization" is also much more barbaric than the most "civilized".

But in the midst of the world's most powerful nation, these magicians who spend their days studying spell-casting techniques choose to use the most savage and primitive techniques to obtain magical powers, and Curt really doesn't know how to judge - he has never seen such unscrupulous people.

“......”

However, the man standing opposite him did not react to Curt's cynicism, and the mages behind him fanned out in a blank shape, and the old staff in his hand began to glow with magical light. Compared to the behemoth of magic behind them, these glimmers of light were like fireflies. It's just that each of them is enough to take human life.

There is no need to talk nonsense about the dead - there is no need to even remember them. I'm afraid that in the eyes of these sorcerers, Curt and Lizzie are just a small episode in the great plan that is going on, for these small errors. It only needs to be corrected with force.

Curt looked at them mockingly, a smile on his lips.

Kill these Slots and trade their lives for mana...... However, these people are able to carry out their work as usual with ease. These guys are like zombies, showing no joy or sorrow, as if they have no interest in anything other than themselves.

Perhaps for these sorcerers, others are "things" that don't matter to Cheng Dù. They themselves lack joy and sorrow. Naturally, I can't understand the joys and sorrows of other people. In the world of these people - there is no such thing as "other" at all, there is only the world of background.

Lack of luster eyes, simple and direct movements...... It is clear from these details alone. These people are completely unthinking tools, simply repeating the monotonous cycle of "receiving orders, completing them, and accepting orders." Unlike zombies that are completely dumbfounded. Probably only they have life.

These alienated human beings, who have become "tools", can trample on orders and demand ruin—all that is left in their brains is the thoughts of such a process. I am afraid that it is the way in which it is educated, just like a child who is accustomed to hearing dissonant sounds will not question this sound in any way.

They have a personality similar to that of "ordinary people", and they are only part of the "plan" as a tool, not even human beings. In their cognition, it is estimated that there are only "themselves" and "commanders", and other things are just garbage waiting to be removed.

Looking at them, Curt seemed to see the fragments that had been dormant in the depths of his memory, and somehow alienated humans into "non-humans", which is probably a common trick used by many organizations.

I didn't feel the murderous aura, but the magic brilliance in the hands of those mages had already accumulated to the point of dazzling Cheng Dù. None of them felt like they were killing humans. No, even when they deliberately crushed the insects, the killing intent that was revealed in an instant did not exist, and their behavior was nothing more than a mechanical act.

In that case, Curt suddenly took a small step diagonally forward, revealing Lizzie who was hiding in the shadows behind him.

"So I've said it's just a waste of time to talk to these things. The girl sighed, gently fiddling with the warped tips, "They're the same guys as they were back then, they've been trained by the Ultramarines, a bunch of dogs with human form. ”

In front of him, dozens of tiny Rubik's cubes flew and expanded, with gear-like structures that rattled like the inside of a fine clock. Hidden beneath the energy radiated by the pitch-black sun, Lizzie's erosive magic tore a rift in the distorted space.

If you were just an ordinary citizen, you might not be able to imagine yourself using spells or tools to kill humans, and you probably wouldn't have the idea of doing so. Merely...... Everyone here now is not ordinary people who live in their daily lives and have nothing to do with fighting.

Whether it was in the past or in the present, the blood stains left by human life remain on their hands, and there is no way to wash them away in any way.

In the blink of an eye, the sparks generated by the collision of magical forces immediately tore through the space full of crazy atmosphere. The mana furnace that fed on life, and the magicians who had fallen into a frenzy, had maintained a certain frightening delicate equilibrium, and then were destroyed by the roar of mana.

From the old staffs of the mages erupted an electric light similar to the one that had just struck Curt, and the strange purple-black glow exuded a trembling magic. With lightning speed, the sound of lightning and thunder rushed from several directions to where Curt was.

Crackling -

It then collides with the spells that Lizzie has weaved.

At the same moment, several pillars of pale light erupted from Lizzie's magical mechanical form. They were like sunlight piercing through the fog, leaving shocking cracks in the stone chamber shrouded in strange magic. Everywhere they went, both the electric light and the rocks were rudely torn apart.

Lizzie's spells were far more powerful than those purple-black electric lights. After easily breaking through the encirclement of those spells, the pale pillar of light continued to castrate, and slammed into the mages who had no time to dodge, knocking them to the ground one by one.

That's when ......

Bang Dang!

As if it were the sound of hitting an iron wall, the pale pillar of light slammed into a glass-like barrier, leaving a spiderweb-like crack on the curved surface. The mages who had been knocked away by the pillar of light got up and retreated behind the barrier with expressionless faces.

Even after being knocked down by Lizzie's spell, their stiff expressions remained unchanged.

"Ultramarine...... Do you know the name -- who the hell are you two? Anyway, it looks like the guys in charge of gathering intelligence have been bluffed. ”

Faintly, a voice that could not be heard from behind the sorcerers who had been knocked open by the pillars of light. The man waved his hand indifferently, and the barrier blocking Lizzie's spell suddenly disappeared, and then he looked at Curt and Liqi for the first time.

"And the power of this spell just now...... It's a bit of a surprise to me, I didn't expect François to have a guy of this level under him. ”

It was probably the first time he had looked at Curt and them with his eyes, and there was no doubt that the spell that Lizzie had just taken advantage of his unprepared had greatly changed his ability to the two of them. And after hearing Lizzie's comment, the man's originally cold expression also changed slightly.

It's just that it doesn't seem to be nostalgia. (To be continued)

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