??The magic circle flying out from the fingertips is like two interlocking circles, blazing gold. On one side is the abstract moon phase of the Numelin elves, forming a cracked dark smile; on the other side is Sinsas. The sun of worship shines with thorns.
That is the oldest meaning of alchemy, balance - the principle of all things in the world is inseparable from it, and the law of the flow of matter and energy always follows this law - if there is an increase, there will be a decrease. Therefore, substitution has become the mainstream of alchemy, which has continued from the time of Numelin to the present day, replacing elements with magic power, and replacing magic power with elements.
In Aitaria, elements are substances and crystals are media.
The basic principle of equivalent exchange also comes from this.
Human beings are a species that cannot appreciate the vastness of the etheric sea. They close their eyes and cannot see the pulse of magic flowing underground and in the wind. As early as 1,500 years before the birth of Kaolin-Ithurion, the Numelin elves had already imprinted the mark of the dragon on their blood.
Seven centuries further forward in history, Sinsas also had a mature magic theory.
But at this moment, Cui Yu felt an indescribable feeling. Through the interlocking magic circle, he seemed to catch a trace of the pulsation of the etheric sea. A ray of magic was drawn out of the void. It came from the main crystal of the magic furnace and became mixed due to the elemental impurities in the crystal itself.
But the moment it passed through the magic circle, the mixed ether returned to its origin. Cui Yu also experienced at that moment the feeling of the Numelin elves a thousand years ago.
A vast world is slowly opening its door to him.
But this does not mean that he became a magical race. The inspiration only lasted for a moment and then receded like a tide.
This moment of negligence almost caused him to miss a good opportunity. When he came back to his senses, he realized something was wrong and quickly raised his hand - the purified magic power became a dazzling starlight in the craftsman system.
It passes through every structural point, and finally cools and solidifies. After the replacement between magic power and elements is completed, it is born into a material star. Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, it is just a cooling lapis lazuli - the main core of the Swift Explosion plug-in.
Except for a few people.
Off the field, Fang Plover let out a long breath and showed a smile on his face.
Dill also breathed a sigh of relief.
Mu Lan noticed something unusual about the two of them and asked curiously: "What secrets do you three have?"
Dill shook his head and said nothing.
Mu Lan looked at Fang Plover again.
Fang Yu said with a smile: "You can't tell Miss Mulan this, there is no value in telling the secret."
"Tsk, pretending to be a ghost." When he said this, Mu Lan thought he was being mysterious.
Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Fang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
Cui Yuzheng put down the work in his hand, raised his head, looked at the referee, and signaled that he was finished. He looked at Evan next to him, who was lowering his head and seemed to be still immersed in his own world.
Cui Yu looked at the other party's exquisite work and couldn't help but admire it. Such craftsmen, even if they are less talented, will definitely achieve extraordinary things in the end.
He looked at his hand again, still feeling a little incredible about the feeling before.
He didn't know if this was a trick?
But this is not a trial after all, but a competition. That's how the game is, and strategy is part of it. After all, he didn't break any rules - no one can say there's anything wrong with sharpening one's skills in battle.
What's more, he was still a little worried about the effect of sharpening his gun in battle.
There was some noise in the square.
In most people’s minds, what else is there to check? Let’s not talk about anything else. In terms of time alone, Evan has completely defeated his opponent - whether time is the main scoring point in this game, the usable time is more than double the normal, which seems to be enough to show the level of the players.
What's more, Cui Yu's works don't have any advantages over Evan in appearance.
But people soon started a commotion——
Those who came up from the stage to inspect were not ordinary reviewers. It was a senior craftsman wearing a gray windbreaker. Accompanied by several staff members, he walked all the way from the VIP stand and personally inspected the two people's works.
The man looked at Evan's work first, nodded to the latter with gentle eyes, and then put it down. He walked up to Cui Yu again, looked at the plug-in in the latter's anxious eyes, and put his hand on it.
He wore a strange glove on his hand, and on his arm there was a somewhat bulky-looking ring-shaped copper base, with a sphere covered with layers of copper rings floating on it, like a planetary device. The sphere together with the outer ring was about the size of a fist. When the person put his glove on the plug-in, the sphere began to glow slightly and the outer ring also rotated rapidly.
One track, two tracks, three tracks, each track has different scales. The aborigines used a special method to calculate the accuracy and attribute value of the magic guide, and soon the rotating track stopped.
Cui Yu also recognized this instrument and read the reading on it at this moment:
100.
He was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that he had seen it wrong.
The man also frowned, pressed his left hand on the copper base of his right glove, turned it to the right for a moment, and placed his hand on the plug-in again. After repeating this three times, he got the final reading:
97.3
The staff member holding a notebook next to him wrote something down, then leaned over and whispered: "Level 3, ninety-seven point three."
The other party then raised his head, looked at him deeply, and said, "Which batch are they from?"
Cui Yu was stunned, which batch?
Seeing that he didn't answer, the man frowned and said, "After the game, someone wants to see you."
After that, he gestured and asked the staff to take the two works and return to the direction of the VIP stand. When people saw this scene, they couldn't help but look at the scoreboard, but it was blank.
There was an uproar in the square.
No results?
Cui Yu was also a little confused, but the staff didn't look like there was any problem. They just asked them to leave the field with a gentle attitude. The taciturn player on the side listened and didn't ask any questions and just cleaned up. Good things come to an end.
In previous years, he was asked hurriedly on the sidelines: "What's wrong? What's wrong? Why are there no results? Aren't we sure to win?"
Evan shook his head, saying that he didn't understand what happened.
Among the few people, only Virus was the calmest and only replied: "Just wait."
Then she turned back to look at the last person: "Zheng Kai, get ready."
The latter, who had been warned by her earlier, was silent and nodded cautiously.
But unlike Virus, who remained calm, the discussion in the square was abuzz. The supporters immediately contacted the black screen and protested loudly below. Even the supporters of Silver Wisland couldn't help but doubt the result of the previous game.
The aborigines were more simple and chose to believe in the judgment of the Alchemist Alliance. In ancient times, most of the square was aborigines, so the protests were limited to discussions.
In the official live broadcast room, the supporters of both sides have already begun to quarrel. Elite and Silver Vislan have fans, and of course Raganrok also has fans, but the latter is obviously at a disadvantage. Sophie was also diving in the live broadcast room. Seeing this scene, she couldn’t help but laugh and cry, and tried to persuade her:
"Friends of Silver Vislan, please be sensible and trust the judgment of the competition."
"Who are you?"
"I'm Sophie."
"Sophie, which Sophie?"
"Tch, are you Sophie? A spy fan who pretends to be loyal, right?"
"If you were Sophie, wouldn't I be the president of Silver Wisland?"
Her Royal Highness the Princess of Silver Vislan was so angry that she said angrily: "These people are simply unreasonable!"
Shuishui on the side said with great joy: "Sister Sophie, you rarely go online. That's how fans are."
On Raganrok's side, Cui Yuzheng came down from the field and looked different when he saw Fang Plover. He opened his mouth to speak - but Fang Yu only shook his head at him, then looked back at the soul fingerprint: "Let Dill come in."
Soul Fingerprint looked at the two of them and nodded slightly.
The final round comes faster than people think.
After the staff arranged the venue, they notified the contestants from both sides to prepare to enter. So in a somewhat strange atmosphere, the last contestants from both sides entered the field, and several sarcastic whistles were heard in the square, sharp and harsh.
Everyone couldn't help but turn around.
Fang Yu was originally a little worried that Dill would be affected by this, but he looked at his soul fingerprint and found that Dill looked calm as usual. Look at the little girl who came on stage, she was not moved by anything external at all.
She performed even better than Choi Woo.
Inside the VIP box——
Falaise was frowning and taking a closer look at the Swift Burst plug-in in his hand - to be honest, in his opinion, this plug-in was a bit rough in production and the structural margin was not high, indicating that too many unnecessary structures were used in its construction. Yes, the production is also very hasty and the assembly accuracy is not high.
At least compared to the other work, this plug-in is far inferior in appearance.
But he didn't say a word, just handed the plug-in in his hand to the next person. After the old speaker of the Elfendor Council saw it, he also passed on the plug-in and said: "It is exactly the same as what I saw decades ago."
The plug-in was finally passed to Count Xilin Spica - at this moment Luo Lin beside him had left - the count looked at the plug-in alone, frowned and raised his head and said: "It is the technology of Silver Tower, but there is a problem yes--"
"how come?"
"Has he been to the Hall of Thousand Doors?"
"He didn't answer."
The Earl suddenly spoke at this time, and he said in a calm tone: "The technology of the Silver Tower is not only available in the Hall of Thousand Doors."
Everyone understood that the other party's words were to protect the young man named Luo Lin. After all, there can only be one person who was born in response to the prophecy. They couldn't help but think that it seemed that the owner of the Rose Workshop was determined to give the young man a push.
Although most people present did not doubt the authenticity of the legend.
After all, Toragotos's death was closely related to this incident.
But only Ender shook his head: "But Veravito, in the same way, Luo Lin may not have been to the Hall of Thousand Doors. He may also have obtained the inheritance of the Silver Tower through other channels."
Count Xilin Spica raised his head and looked in this direction with some surprise. "I don't understand what you mean by that, Master Ender?"
"I'm reminding you to calm down, Veravito."
"I'm very calm. The technology of the Silver Tower was born out of the ancient alchemists of the Numelin elves," Count Silin Spica replied: "But the technology of the Silver Tower is not necessarily the legacy of the Numelin elves, Luo Lin. Everyone has seen the technology demonstrated.”
He also shook his head: "And I believe Luo Lin has also been to the Hall of Thousand Doors."
"Why?"
"Because he has been to the Tower of Spring Dawn and I have seen his Dragon Seal," he replied: "Master Ande should know about the Tower of Spring Dawn. That cannot be faked."
Everyone couldn't help but look at Ander.
The alchemists present were vaguely aware that this young man didn't seem to be too interested in him.
Falaise also glanced at his old friend, and he probably knew why.
But Ander frowned, thought for a moment, and offered no explanation. After all, there are some things that others may not believe even if he says them before he gets the evidence. Although Elfondo is a whole, under this whole, everyone has their own thoughts.
The atmosphere in the box was a little silent for a while.
It wasn't until someone let out a soft sigh that the silence was broken.
"It can't be such a coincidence, right?" The man looked at the projection in the crystal and said.
Only then did everyone look at their respective projection crystals.
When they saw that scene, they couldn't help but be stunned.
No.
again?
On the field, boos were everywhere at this moment.
Because the previous situation was repeated this time, even the drama was exactly the same, unchanged.
On the field, Dill's slow motion fell into the eyes of the audience, and it was a naked mockery - you are just acting, but you still have some respect for your job. This is simply blatant and does not take the rules of the game into consideration.
Of course, the so-called rules of the game only exist in people's imagination. After all, there are no regulations in the Mainland League. The duration can determine the outcome of a game, although generally speaking, players will control the time within ten minutes.
After all, the most time-consuming part of alchemy production is actually the preparation and repeated purification of materials. In the competition, only the last step of work is required, and it actually does not need to take that long.
It's just that the crowd in the square is excited, but the situation in the official live broadcast is a bit strange——
The commentator probably got first-hand information from the arena. The guests were originally curious about what went wrong on the arena, but when they saw a note handed over by the staff, everyone's expressions changed.
The style of discussion in the live broadcast room suddenly changed, and both the guests and the commentator became somewhat cautious in their words and actions.
Those who were more discerning in the audience had already restrained themselves a little when they saw this scene. In fact, most people have come to their senses by this time. Even if Raganrok is cheating, there is no need to be so blatant.
They are not retarded, and neither are the people in Raganrok.
There are only a few barrages, and so far they are still rhythmic and seem to be enjoying themselves.
At this time, Dill finally completed his work and handed it over to the staff. The result was the same as last time. This time the judge was still the same senior craftsman as before. He hurried over and took away the two contestants' works and returned to the stands.
The only difference between this time and the last time is that unlike Evan who was unfazed by favor and humiliation, the Elite contestant named Zheng Kai obviously had poor psychological quality. Affected by Dill, I actually made a few small mistakes during the game.
The latter was also a little nervous and subconsciously looked at Dill, only to find that he was looking calmly in the direction of the scoreboard.
Soon, he heard a cry of exclamation coming from the square.
More and more people saw the numbers on the scoreboard, and their exclamations gradually turned into a roaring sound.
The opponent couldn't help but feel a little dizzy, and subconsciously looked in that direction. The number finally appeared on the scoreboard, but it was not the score between him and Dill. But the score of the last game was finally revealed at this moment.
Elite, Evan, 92.4 points.
Raganrok, Cui Yu, 97.3 points.
He stared at the two numbers with wide eyes, almost in disbelief. It was as if a reverse blood surged into his brain, almost making his vision go dark. Although that was not his result, the first thought in his mind was still three words:
impossible!
Then a terrible thought came to his mind: There is really a shady secret!
He almost immediately wanted to stand up and speak out, but suddenly he felt someone walking in front of him. When he looked closely, he realized that it was Virus with an indifferent expression.
"Senior Virus..."
The latter said nothing, only looked up in the air.
After a moment, he looked back and glanced at Dill from a distance. But what she was thinking about at the moment was neither Cui Yu nor the girl in front of her, but the back of a young man from before. She narrowed her eyes slightly.
The two shadows in my heart are overlapping.
"Odin."
She whispered.
In the live broadcast room, there are only a few barrages that are repeatedly flooding the screen:
"There's something shady!"
"Raganrok cheated!"
"Announce the two people's works!"
"Rematch!"
"There must be something wrong with that scene in Silver Vislan!"
But more people's eyes have fallen on the covered page in the hands of the commentator - the latter was communicating something with the staff in a low voice, then nodded and raised his head. The other party's first words silenced the live broadcast room:
"Dear viewers, we have just contacted the contestants," he paused: "Out of the need for fairness and justice, the contestants gave us first-hand information and allowed us to disclose the details of the two contestants' works. information."
And almost the same voice was echoing over the square.
People looked up.
In the sky there, such a picture is being projected.
Two chosen alchemists, one on the left and one on the right, present the specific attributes of Evan and Cui Yu's works to people in a systematic way.
To be fair, Evan's work is indeed the best among Swift Burst plug-ins - whether it is fixed value attributes or floating attribute values after the skill is activated, they are all top choices, and the structural durability of the work itself is also much higher than Cui's. Yu.
It's a pity that although structural durability is one of the criteria for judging works, like the competition time, it is not the main scoring item. When people saw the main attributes of Cui Yu's Swift Burst plug-in, they almost gasped.
Full!
The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't think of any literate expression for a while, and could only give two words:
"Fuck!"
"Actually, it's not completely perfect. There is still some gap between the floating attributes and the extreme value..."
"What's the difference between that and Quanman?"
"How about you try building one?"
"What the hell, this thing is all about appearance!"
"Damn, this guy is so lucky. Elite is so unlucky, isn't he?"
"Shit lucky players can't be compared."
However, although everyone was in disbelief, they actually understood in their hearts that Elite did not lose unfairly. It's just that I lost due to luck, which is somewhat embarrassing, but in alchemy, luck can sometimes be regarded as a kind of strength.
It's just that for people watching the game, it's actually difficult to understand what Zheng Kai is thinking when he is standing on the court at this time.
Because the young man looked at the silent Virus in front of him and suddenly felt something was wrong.
He looked at the scoreboard with almost a slight trembling and a bitter taste in his mouth.
And sure enough, two numbers were slowly showing up on it - but this time the competition didn't even go into details and directly revealed the attributes of the two bottles of magic potion.
When they saw the properties of the two bottles of magic potion, both the audience in the square and the people in the live broadcast room all made almost the same action in unison. That is to lower his head and wipe his eyes to prevent being dazzled:
Full again.
And this time it is truly full of attributes.
A somewhat absurd thought emerged in everyone's mind - could it be that it was not luck, but that Raganrok had obtained a method to master the extreme value? But how is this possible? If it were true, would the alchemy world be turned upside down?
At this moment, there was even silence in the VIP box.
Falaise stroked his beard and said nothing.
Others looked at Count Sirin Spica and Ender with strange expressions, and the expressions in their eyes only expressed the same meaning:
What's going on, little brother?
When did Silver Tower’s technology start wholesale?
This weird atmosphere lasted for a while before someone broke the silence:
"Have you noticed..." The speaker considered the words: "The technical characteristics of the two are similar, and they should be from the same source..."
After hearing this, everyone subconsciously recalled the material purification methods of the rapid burst plug-in and magic potion they had seen, as well as some related and similar steps, and then couldn't help but be stunned.
It seems so.
Someone immediately shook his head: "It's not just that the technical features are similar. In theory, they are the same technology. Depending on the alchemist, there will also be a strong personal style..."
He raised his head and looked at everyone: "Also, did you find anything wrong?"
Almost all of the people present were masters in the field of alchemy. Except for a few senior craftsmen who were still a little confused, others had actually reacted: "There are indeed some similarities in the operation methods..."
"Shouldn't something like this, which is supposed to be a personal style, appear on two different people?"
"I have a guess," the old speaker suddenly said: "Raganrok's leader."
"Old Speaker, are you saying that the leader of Raganrok taught these people the skills of the Silver Tower behind his back?" But the man shook his head: "Alchemy has its inheritance, and it can be passed on to the passed down. Personal style is personal style. These are two different things. .”
As soon as he said this, everyone was a little confused.
Only Ender narrowed his eyes.
"And Raganrok doesn't only have two members."
"I can answer this question," Count Xilin Spica suddenly said: "I have seen Raganrok's player list, and there is a person in it who is a temporary foreign aid."
"Even so, there is only one foreign aid, but where is their general?"
"Their leader simply eliminated the Elite players and there was no need for them at all."
"Wait a minute," someone came back to their senses at this time: "You are saying that the leader of Raganrok doesn't even need this skill to get the highest score?"
The box fell silent immediately.
Falaise seemed to notice something and looked back at his old friend. There was a slight movement in his heart, and he suddenly whispered to the staff beside him: "Go and show me the results of Raganrok's previous competition."
Although his voice was not loud, it seemed a bit abrupt in the quiet box.
…
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