Re, Gu Aotian Slaughtered Me
v12 Chapter 154: Head up? Bow down?
October 9th, North America,? ? ? ? ——
Magician Dilanz Di Barrio is conducting a significant research on the magic association "Golden Sage Master" he leads, and it has come to the most critical moment.
Blocking two or three generations of the family and forming a large number of resources, the materials obtained for research, the acquisition and preservation alone are enough to be called a glorious cause, but they are also regarded as ominous and taboo by mankind.
However, it wasn't really a rare thing half a century ago. It's better to say that there are many. Even ordinary people can often witness it during a certain period of time, and even have appeared in many newspapers.
However, those things were almost completely wiped out with the death of Franppis V. Gropius.
Even if anyone has the means to use a powerful seal at that moment and try to protect it, it is not a big religious force in the world. If it is an individual or a small organization, it will be regarded as a madman trying to oppose the world and can't help but destroy it. Although the major sects have a certain degree of taboo research, their purpose is to protect the world of belief in them, not to subvert that world.
Therefore, these major religious forces will not specifically seal and preserve these things that may subvert their world.
So I chose this country with a weak religious atmosphere.
Although the senior leaders of this country are not unaware of the existence of magic, the research on this has been bankrupted last month because of the simultaneous interference of the magic side and the scientific side.
However, their "Golden Sage Master" was not found, and they gambled everything to do it.
But Di Barrio is very clear that more than half is not the result of their hard work.
Because of the magical changes of that thing, the research has made progress in a few days comparable to ten years. I am afraid that the rumors of the resurrection of Franpis V. Gropius are true.
They want to take advantage of the "achievements" of this "great man", surely it will appear in front of them sooner or later, right?
How should we negotiate better then? This is a question worth thinking about.
But as long as you get the results quickly and make improvements, the bargaining chips will surely become more attractive, allowing him to face the person with his head up and his name will go down in history.
The time is right.
The last magic process begins.
Because the research progressed well, his smile disappeared, and the rest was devoted.
Di Barrio chanted the spell carefully, and the magic ritual field in the room had been turned into a matching temple. This was the step his family and association took to gamble everything. Finally, it succeeded.
So, he reached the end very simply.
Unfortunately, this is not the end of achieving goals, but the end of life.
Pliny, wearing a witch hat and cloak, looks the same as an ordinary witch, came to Di Barrio, who had become a corpse, and said, "Is this the leader of the organization that looks at me... Master Master's power? "
Although it was an interrogative sentence, I was convinced after bidding farewell to Richard Breff two days ago and then coming here to observe for a period of time.
And, this is not her hand.
Someone is telling her that this smash is not worth her action.
"I'm very sorry for letting you see such a dirty scene." An Indian girl in a gorgeous dress followed, bowing her head to the front hat and cloak.
'S tone is very polite, but neither her appearance nor her voice is commensurate with her beauty and clothing. In Prinnie's view, this is more like a killer who kills emotions.
Judging from the fact that she killed the magician who was over 70 in Pliny's eyes, she was indeed a killer.
"This kind of guy can kill your organization casually. Is it to wait for them to produce results and then take it away? I don't think you will perform this boring drama specifically for me. After all, you are all the same, don't be us idiots. "Pliny turned her head and said badly.
"We don't deny that the surrender of the dead is something that is impossible to achieve. This is common sense to anyone. But this is the difference between us and them and the choice after your master’s surrender." Said.
"I see, it's not practical for your "Dawn of Snowy Field" to specifically'return' us. We will soon have an idea to let them return to their original owners. Since we made a special trip to get in touch with my master, let us express your wishes and What can I do. But before that...what do you plan to do with the more than 5,000 people outside? Although you claim to have more than 10,000 people, is it okay for so many people to openly'fight' on American soil?"
"This place is not a problem," said the girl. "Last month, the country's academy city was turned into ruins because it tried to study magic in order to catch up with the academy city's technology. This country's intervention on the magic side should stop for a while. NS."
"I see, let your people not start a war. Even if the assassination is successful, even if they have no leader, it will be very troublesome to clean up thousands of people next. I don't have time to wait for you. Just solve it all at once. Indeed, now "Golden Magic "Dawn" everyone is in this area."
"Yes, after all, it is an auspicious day for welcoming the great power. But the total area of the camp is..."
"No problem~lightnovelpub.net~ Pliny took the girl into her arms, opened her cloak to cover her, "Leave my defensive position, you will die. "
A huge hemispherical magic circle that is ten meters long, spreads out with Pliny as the center, and a translucent pattern that emits blue and white light, like text and symbols, emerges on the magic circle. The translucent pattern changed rapidly, and the words that emerged were not the same for a moment.
"What the **** is this?" The girl knows every word on it intellectually, but they are messy and have no magic meaning when they are connected together. They are simply patterns drawn for decoration and beauty.
However, the greatness of this seemingly difficult-to-parse text sequence is that it can give humans a series of processes that require a lot of preparation before fighting, such as refining magic powers and depicting magic, which can be reduced to as simple as a soldier swinging a sword and shooting Degree.
Although there are many magicians in this world who seem to be able to cast magic instantly, it is only a superficial phenomenon. Unless they reach the legendary "golden" height or possess special physique like saints, they will do it before the battle. Quite preparations, such as the preparation of spiritual outfits, runes, and barriers, the battle may have been doomed before the start, and even the magicians of the current "Gold" type who can interact with the saints can't rule this out.
Yogurt style, there shouldn’t be a second person in this world who can fully use and give to others.
Franppis V. Gropius' resurrection is really not a gimmick.
"Speaking of which, I didn't ask your name." Pliny lowered her head and asked, not worried that the girl in her arms might be wrong.
(to be continued)