Gongsun Ce had a sneer when he spoke, not at all glib like he did in front of the laboratory.
Mo Yuankai opened a can of Coke and threw another one to his younger brother: "Where is the abnormality?"
Gongsun Ce randomly drew a card, the Jack of Clubs. The card showed a famous knight from Morton's legend.
"How would you rate Knight Orianna?"
"Sincerity, kindness, sense of responsibility and altruistic spirit, she is a rare good girl these days." Mo Yuankai said, "But she is too kind. She is so well protected that she lacks social experience."
"That's right, brother. Orianna is a good girl, and maybe a good knight - but she is by no means a good diplomat. I believe there are countless people in the Kingdom of Morton who are more suitable for negotiating tasks than her, but in the end She came in front of us." Gongsun Ce threw the card into his friend's hand, "What does this mean?"
"Please, don't ask me."
"The first possibility is that Morton's people have figured out your temper and specially sent this sentimental girl to invite you."
Mo Yuankai smiled and shook his head: "You all know that I agreed to go on the mission because she said this matter is related to the national security of Morton."
"The second possibility is that Orianna's arrival is the result of a compromise after a multi-party game. There are different opinions on the matter within the kingdom. Some people are eager for her to make a fool of themselves, and are eager for this matter to fail to be negotiated!"
Mo Yuankai nodded slowly, and Gongsun Ce drew the second card, the ace of spades, the trump card.
"Second question. Not only did the kingdom allow me to follow you, it even agreed to you bringing the Mecha components. Big brother, you are so wise and powerful that you can destroy a city by yourself. Little brother, although I am inferior, demolishing a few buildings is nothing. . They can actually agree to these demands without considering the safety of citizens? Why?"
Mo Yuankai took the trump card and said with a smile: "I have confidence."
"Yes, the Kingdom of Morton has sufficient self-confidence. Regardless of whether this self-confidence comes from weapons, technology or other supernatural powers that you and I don't know about, in short, they believe that even if you and I go together, they can still control us... "
Gongsun Ce shook out the third card, held it between his fingers, and slowly turned it over. Club king, king.
"A force that is so confident has encountered a problem that cannot be solved by itself. The influence of the so-called 'Holy Fire Armor' is so great that they even come all the way to the Sky Capital to find you. At the same time, the kingdom's internal plan to deal with this matter Full of disagreements..." He said word by word, "Do you think there is something fishy about this matter?"
"Not bad, Ace, I thought you really wanted to play."
"I'm kidding. Selfishness belongs to selfishness and work belongs to work. Should I still think about it?" Gongsun Ce drank half a can of Coke in one gulp. "The water is very deep, brother. Don't think about it anymore?"
"It's not like Orianna is lying. We have to look at the situation first before deciding whether to help." Mo Yuankai grabbed his shoulders, "I know the water is deep! That's why I brought you with me."
"Die, what's the point of bringing a clown? It's better to build a Machine God No. 2."
"First of all, I'm not as good at using my brain as you are. Those words just now were beyond my imagination."
Mo Yuankai put the three cards back into the deck, searched for a long time, and picked out the two cards with the most complicated pictures. One in color and one in black and white, both show a clown with oil paint on his face smiling happily.
"Secondly, the joker card has two translations. Some people call him clown..."
Mo Yuankai put down the black and white poker, leaving only the colored one in his hand.
"The other part of the people call him Ace."
He threw the colorful joker to his younger brother and said calmly: "I don't know what your name is, Ace. I only know that the machine god has never been my trump card, you are."
"Brother, aren't you embarrassed to be talking about animation-style lines all day long?" Gongsun Ce took back the poker and scratched his head, "Thank you for encouraging us to change the topic, okay?"
Mo Yuankai turned off the sound barrier: "You see, you are like this. If you are not confident, you won't be able to catch up with girls."
"Come on, you have the nerve to say this to a girl who has failed to confess to you 50 times."
Mo Yuankai pointed at his younger brother angrily: "That's because you didn't help me back then!"
"I'm here to help you, it's no use! If a girl doesn't like you, it won't matter how confident you are."
Gongsun Ce put the deck of cards back into his pocket and took out a lighter. He lit the fire, but the flame did not stay where it was. Instead, it floated up from the nozzle of the lighter and flew towards the captain's cabin. The men in white coats made gadgets, convenient props for performing magic tricks.
Gongsun Ce pushed up his glasses: "Speaking of which, this gentleman has been silent for so long. Is it because he is too confident?"
"I'm very sorry, gentlemen. Please allow me to defend my rudeness: I really didn't find a suitable opportunity to appear. And I think you two have already noticed it, so it is inconvenient to stand up and interrupt the conversation midway."
The door to the captain's cabin opened, and a blond man with a bright smile walked out, raising his hand to hold the cluster of flames. Gongsun Ce was slightly surprised: this man had a standard Western face, wore a white suit, had blond hair and blue eyes and was handsome. Just looking at his face, he could be said to be quite in line with the stereotype of Prince Charming...
But when Prince Charming is over 2.4 meters tall, this first impression needs to be slightly revised. The cabin of the Sonic Feather Moth is a spacious space like a VIP reception room, with less than 10 seats. It is not packed with seats like ordinary passenger aircraft. But even so, when this man appeared, he also had the illusion of "shrinking space". His broad and strong arms made Gongsun Ce have no doubt that this man could kill a cow with one punch. The whole person stood there simply It's better than a double-door refrigerator, like a city wall.
"Good evening, gentlemen. I am the Phantom Knight of the Morton Royal Knights, the fifth seat of the Star Council, Raquel Royde." The tall Raquel saluted the two of them, "Once again, because of the previous I apologize for the rudeness, I wanted to wait for Knight Orianna to introduce me, but..."
Mo Yuankai and Gongsun Ce looked towards the bathroom, showing awkward yet polite smiles.
"It's understandable, it's understandable."
They each shook hands with Raquel and introduced themselves. Gongsun Ce patted Raquel's forearm: "Do you usually work out?"
"Every day!" Rakel said with a hearty smile, "Although I was born tall, I still need to exercise the day after tomorrow. Is Mr. Gongsun interested in fitness? The fitness facilities in the Knights are all available. I am very happy to do so." Experience the joy of exercising with you.”
"No thank you!" Gongsun Ce waved his hands repeatedly, "Why don't I, a dead nerd, get involved in your gym affairs?"
"Oh! Mr. Gongsun also likes animation?" Raquel was very surprised.
Gongsun Ce was surprised: "What is it called?"
"To be honest, I am also an animation lover. In my spare time, I often watch idol animations and light adaptations... I thought you were wearing a special battle suit, but it turned out to be cosplay. Could it be that you are imitating the recently popular isekai? The protagonist of the animation?”
This isn't even cosplay, it's just a personal hobby... It's hard to say this now!
"Ah hahaha, Mr. Gongsun, I don't think much of that." Gongsun Ce dodged and ran behind the elder brother's seat, "Brother, the idea is tricky, I'm afraid this person is the same type of strong man as you!"
"How about you be more serious? You are joking when Mr. Raquel is chatting with you." Mo Yuankai made a gesture of invitation. Knight Raquel sat down with a smile, occupying the seat opposite them, "It's very Nice to meet you, Mr. Raquel. With all due respect, you seem to be more suitable for the job of a diplomat than Miss Orianna."
"Indeed, Knight Orianna still lacks experience in this area." Raquel said calmly, "But we have always believed that sincerity is respect that is better than all beautiful words. One person went to personally issue an invitation to meet you two face to face. The knight of communication…”
Raquel spread his right hand, and the fire was still burning in his palm, burning his broad palm into a ball of waxy oil.
"It's always more sincere than a glib wax figure."
Raquel blew out the flames, and the melted wax gradually returned to his skin. Seeing this scene, Gongsun Ce immediately understood what the other party said. This tall knight was actually a lifelike wax figure!
He guessed that the opponent's true body was probably still in a distant foreign country, and this wax figure had the ability to be similar to a clone. But this is too strange. How can there be such a wide range of superpowers? Unless this is a supernatural power that he doesn't know about...the "spirituality" and "appearance" that Big Brother mentioned before? Or some kind of special technology?
Gongsun Ce remained calm on the surface, but began to think in his heart. Raquel seemed to notice his contemplation and said instead: "In fact, I am here to introduce you to the society inside our kingdom. This will involve a lot of information and examples, but First, I want to ask you two to sign the document."
Raquel took out a thick stack of documents: "This is a permission document for the use of supernatural powers in Superbia. The notary is for me and the knight Orianna. If you two want to use your super powers in the capital, this document The signature of two documents is necessary.”
Gongsun Ce asked provocatively: "What can you do to me if I don't sign?"
"We won't do anything." The good-tempered Raquel was not angry at all, "But you will not be able to use your abilities. It is not a restriction in a legal sense, but an 'inability to use' in a practical sense."
Gongsun Ce narrowed his eyes, shocked by his guess.
"...You made a magic-forbidden barrier in the capital?"
"This is a more understandable statement." Raquel nodded, "As you said, this 'enchantment' has a history of more than a thousand years, and it has been protecting the lives of the people of the royal capital since its successful construction. Safe. I know very well that this seemingly absurd statement is difficult to convince gentlemen verbally, so I plan to introduce to you the history and past of the kingdom and the impermanent law. Mr. Mo, do you think...? "
Mo Yuankai took the document, flipped through it roughly, and said, "Let me take a look at the contents of the document first. Can you please briefly introduce the Impermanence Method to A Ce?"
"We are happy to help."
Raquel and Gongsun Ce talked about the basic knowledge about the world inside. The bathroom door opened at this time, and Knight Orianna walked out of it, her face not looking good. When she saw the scene in the cabin, she let out a small exclamation, hurriedly sat down opposite Mo Yuankai, and said guiltily: "I'm very sorry..."
Mo Yuankai sighed silently in his heart, feeling quite worried about the future of this knight.
Both are elites of the Knights, and are also members of the top-level "Star Council". Rakel and Orianna's performance can be said to be in the sky and on the earth. Raquel responded well to Ace's teasing and provocations, and only used a few words to close the distance with them; while Orianna had to go to the bathroom to avoid the ugly plane just taking off, and even more so during the negotiation. They can't even take the lead. How could such a girl serve as a high-ranking member of the Knights? No matter how good the atmosphere within the organization is, this performance is extremely difficult to convince the public.
Maybe he should give her some encouragement, a chance to show off his abilities, even if it was just to talk about the knowledge of Morton Kingdom to a layman like him, it would be better than just watching on the sidelines and letting Raquel take full responsibility.
"It's okay, Miss Orianna." Mo Yuankai smiled encouragingly at her, "I have a basic understanding of the law of impermanence. Can you please introduce me to the information about this document and the kingdom?"
"Ah, of course, that's no problem!" Orianna nodded repeatedly, "We have to start with the history of the kingdom..."
As Orianna explained, a heavy historical picture unfolded before Mo Yuankai's eyes. The more he listened, the more serious he became, and the more he listened, the more he felt an inexplicable worry.
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The Kingdom of Morton is located in the southern hemisphere, west of the Lost Sea and south of Usters. It is a constitutional monarchy established on Albion Island. As of the year 2006 of the Eternal Light Calendar, the total population of the kingdom has exceeded the 200 million mark, and its capital, Superbia, has a permanent population of more than 12 million, making it a giant city even bigger than the Sky Capital.
Like all countries, the history of the Kingdom of Morton is also rich in myths and legends - that is, the great impact of the dragon phenomenon - which is inseparable from its harsh geographical location.
The "Sea of Confusion" where Morton is located is a sea area filled with dense fog all year round. It is said that this is a wide-ranging dragon landform brought about by the "Netherworld Disaster" that once appeared on the sea. This sea area has been an unavoidable problem in the history of navigation since ancient times, because the thick fog not only made it difficult to determine the direction, but also brought various strange legends of the undead, sea monsters, and even dragon disasters that came without warning.
The ancient ancestors had been looking at the ocean for many years. When they saw the evil dragon emerging from the fog and running towards the island, their hearts were filled with despair.
The threat to Albion Island not only comes from overseas, but also hidden dangers in the mountainous area in the northern part of the island: crystal-like minerals grow wantonly in the mountainous area, creating countless translucent and magnificent peaks. Its main peak "Steel Sword Edge" is shaped like The sharp sword is the most representative dragon landform on Albion Island. The mages of the Wang Family Mage Academy believe that it is most likely the dragon landform caused by another major dragon disaster, the "Liu Li Disaster", because not only do various extremely aggressive and abnormal beasts exist in the crystal mountain peaks, but dragons also occasionally appear. .
Therefore, the ancient ancestors on the island lived a very ruined life. Not only did they look at the ocean all the time, they also had to be alert to the mountains behind them. As long as one side is dead after leaving the Dragon Disaster Island, if by chance the dragons from both sides come, then there is a 100% chance that the big guy will be responsible for it in this life.
Such days continued until the year 196 of the Eternal Light Calendar, when the Netherworld disaster once again came to the coast of Morton...
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"Wait a moment, wait a moment, Miss Orianna, let me interrupt first."
Mo Yuankai sorted out the information he had obtained and felt a headache: "How on earth did the ancestors of Morton... survive in such a terrifying environment?"
Mo Yuankai had investigated the phenomenon of giant dragons in various countries before, and he was deeply impressed by how Lingdao was transformed into what it is now due to the Void Light Disaster. But Lingdao suffered that one major disaster, while Morton suffered the so-called major dragon disaster twice!
It is simply unreasonable that civilization can develop in this poor place. Where can civilization come from when people can’t survive?
Orianna clasped her hands in front of her chest and said seriously: "It must be the souls of the ancestors who protect the kind people and allow them to create miracles with their tenacity!"
"Don't you think you are a little too idealistic?" Gongsun Ce, who was watching, said, "Is your next sentence going to be Morton's alias Kingdom of Light? Everyone can cross their hands and use light skills to smite the dragon?"
"?" Did Orianna understand? Raquel, who understood the joke, couldn't help laughing.
"You are very humorous, Mr. Gongsun. Another more realistic reason is that the dragon disaster also brought knowledge and wealth to the people of Albion Island. Although the people at that time had not yet mastered the method of impermanence, the ancestors had developed Another technique that is similar to it...
A technology called psychic weaponry. "
Gongsun Ce had no reaction after hearing this, but Mo Yuankai knew the meaning. Almost every official world-creating magician has his own psychic weapon, and advanced weapons are even equivalent to a second ability.
Now this knight says that the technology of psychic weapons comes from the Kingdom of Morton... Doesn't that mean that they can create weapons when there is no impermanent law?
Mo Yuankai mused: "I always thought that all technologies related to the impermanence method came from the empire."
"No one can deny the pioneering status of the Eternal Light Empire in the development of this technology, but pioneering does not mean everything that follows." Orianna said with a hint of pride in her tone, "Relying on the power of the Heart Arms, the Kingdom The ancestors of the country survived the threat of the evil dragon. And in the year 196 of the Eternal Light Calendar, when the Netherworld disaster struck, the greatest figure in the history of the country also showed his prominence. He was King Morton, of the Kingdom of Morton The founder of the country, the hero who defeated the evil dragon."
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In the 196th year of the Yongguang calendar, the fog penetrated every inch of the island. The sages spied on the secrets of heaven in their dreams, and the terrible disaster from the underworld was about to come.
People on Albion Island are in panic, but moving forward is a sea of mist, and retreating is a crystalline mountain. The people living on the island have nowhere to escape. They are determined to fight to the death and gather all the resources and power on the island to create weapons that can defeat the evil dragon. Therefore, the respected old people on the island gathered together, and the rulers of each tribe jointly made a promise: whoever can forge a sword that can kill the dragon will be the ruler of everyone on the island.
Morton, a highly skilled blacksmith, stepped forward and assumed the responsibility. Morton learned wisdom from the old man at the seaside and practiced martial arts from the warriors in the wilderness. He went to the mountains of his hometown alone and obtained precious materials from the deepest part of the Crystal Mountain, thus creating an extremely powerful holy sword.
Morton took the holy sword and fought side by side with his companions, teachers and people, and together they repelled the incoming Nether Dragon. The people proclaimed him king, and his descendants would rule the island kingdom for generations.
But King Morton had a long-term view and knew that power could never be in the hands of one person forever, because a brave father would also give birth to a weak son, and a wise king would also have a foolish prince. So when he was old, the king went to the mountains again and crafted seven pairs of armor, a crown, and a staff.
King Morton entrusted the armor to the seven warriors from the plains and appointed them as knights of the royal family; he entrusted the staff to the old man on the coast and appointed him as the mage of the royal family. In the end, he entrusted the crown to his descendants, and entrusted the holy sword to defeat the dragon to the most kind and pure among the seven knights. Because power must be in the hands of the righteous in order to protect the kingdom.
King Morton passed away peacefully. His power was inherited by the royal family, knights, and mages respectively. He knew that only by working together can the country continue. In fact, just as he expected, people worked together to grow the country on the island. But the dragon dies, but the mist remains. The effects of the dragon phenomenon lingered on Albion Island for a long time, leaving the fledgling kingdom plagued by beasts and ghosts. In order to ensure the long-term peace and stability of the kingdom, the elites of the kingdom worked hard and finally succeeded in building an unprecedented giant barrier in the 660th year of the Eternal Light Era.
This barrier seals most of the supernatural forces on the other side of the kingdom, allowing people to live a stable life. After that, the Kingdom of Morton was singing and dancing, and everything was finally peaceful.
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"Is King Morton also known as the Holy Swordsman of the Stars?" Gongsun Ce said, "There is no malice. Do you think the legend of the founding of your country is a bit... outrageous?"
Orianna retorted angrily: "Really? I think our history is more real than the story of Emperor Lingyang!"
Mo Yuankai was not in a hurry to speak. He quietly thought about the large amount of information, compared and analyzed it with the information he had previously investigated. He quickly came to the conclusion that the two knights were not lying. Because Onowell had given him information about the barrier before leaving, this legend was also a story familiar to the locals.
"I understand. Miss Orianna, the so-called 'cannot use abilities' is the function of the enchantment you mentioned last?"
"As you said, Mr. Mo." Orianna acted very naturally, "The barrier has the strongest effect in the kingdom. It can not only restrict the use of power by all unauthorized persons, but also record every time within the kingdom. Where and when the ability is used.”
It has a built-in anti-magic effect, and at the same time, it also adopts very precise monitoring of those who have permission... This is indeed safe. He wants to understand where the other party's confidence comes from.
"What's the name of this barrier?" Gongsun Ce asked.
"I'm sorry that it's inconvenient for us to reveal too much, because knowing too much about the inside world will weaken security." Larkai smiled, "But there is no problem just saying a name. We call it ' Shadow Mist City'..."
"This barrier is right under your feet."
The superpowers reacted and walked towards the window at the same time. They looked out of the window, their sights penetrated the dark night, and were directed by the lights to the ocean below and to the land in the ocean.
"Wow..." Gongsun Ce muttered to himself.
He saw a city, a city even bigger than the Capital of the Sky. It is built in the middle of the cross-shaped Albion Island, built inside a turbulent river.
This is a city standing on the water! The river that should have gone directly through the city changed its course under the power of people, wrapping the city like a ribbon, protecting it outside the city wall and becoming a natural moat. A huge amount of white stone built up the outer wall of the city. Seven arches were opened on the city wall. Above each arch there was a majestic long sword hanging, which was clearly visible in the sky, seeming to be a deterrent to outsiders. , and also protects the people in the city.
Looking over the high wall and looking into the city, what you see are brick houses with red roofs and brown walls, churches with blue domes, white and simple buildings next to newly built modern high-rise buildings, and seven tall towers that look like fairy tales. The ancient clock towers are evenly distributed in the circular city, and in the middle of the city is the magnificent castle as pure white as snow!
"Welcome to Superbia."
The elegant welcome sounds of the knights sounded behind him, but Gongsun Ce was completely unaware of it. He looked at the city he was about to arrive in ecstasy, which looked like a pearl in the water. Exquisite, gorgeous, ancient and glorious.
But vaguely, he felt an indescribable kindness in front of this strange city. His heart was filled with an inexplicable beating, filled with the joy of meeting again after a long absence, as if someone was calling him...
It was as if the city itself was waiting for his arrival.
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"Welcome, welcome. Welcome to Superbia!"
At this moment, in a dark room in the royal capital, someone was cheering to celebrate their arrival.
"Is there anything to be happy about? Not one person but two people arrived. Your plan went wrong at the very beginning. Now, we have to correct it first..."
The friend stood behind him and spoke coldly. He waved his pale palms fiercely and spoke a song-like rebuttal in a strange accent.
"No! No! Is this a side issue? This is a God-given opportunity!"
He picked up the pen with his pale palm and quickly wrote lines of text on the parchment. The friend looked sideways and suddenly understood.
"That's it... As expected of you, this is a suitable and complete decision. Are you going to start directing the show now?"
"The stage is perfect, the props are sufficient, the script has been written long ago, and all the actors are on stage now. How long do my friends still want to wait?"
Friends clapped their hands gently: "On the eve of the opening, the applause will be as loud as thunder."
"Hahaha, hahahaha! You are truly my best friend!"
There was only one person in the room clapping his hands, but the applause was as loud as tens of thousands of people moving together, like thunder and even like a sudden rain. The pale palm dropped the last line of text and then put the pen down. The pale-faced director stood up amidst the applause, turned on the spot, trembling with his sleeves, smiling and singing, melodiously:
"Of course, heroes will appear in turn; wait and see, historical doubts will disappear; let me ask, who is good and evil, who is loyal and who is traitorous? Please sit down and watch indifferently, as soon as a good show begins!"
