Soul of Burning Steel

Moldavia, the central square—

St. Lauren's Cathedral can be regarded as the most majestic church in the Northland region. In terms of history, this majestic and majestic building is also one of the oldest sanctuaries in the Northwest Region. It was established together with the main city of Moldavia. The earliest priests also settled in this cold wilderness with the Radcliffe family. Four hundred years have passed, the city has gradually expanded, and many new facilities have been added to this church.

For example, the teleportation hall that has just been established recently.

In the side hall on the left side of the prayer hall, there were waves of time and space, and the church staff who had been notified hastily opened the receiving magic circle, and then, the blue time and space door opened in the center of the side hall.

Joshua, who walked out first, frowned.

He heard shrill screams faintly coming from not far away. The soldier stepped forward slightly to make way for others. Then, he turned his eyes and looked at the position in the hall on the right, as if his eyes could penetrate wall.

"Why, did you catch the cultist again?"

Signaling Ying and Lin to check the situation first, he asked the young apprentice controlling the teleportation circle in a flat tone, as if a little impatient: "They haven't learned their lesson yet? They have already sent so many people away."

"Yes, my lord, on the night you left, Miss No. 3 caught many cultists again, and Mr. Lolanda is now interrogating them with holy light."

The apprentice who controlled the magic circle was still the young black-haired priest apprentice. He looked a little tired, and seemed to be harassed by the screams caused by the interrogation so that he couldn't sleep at night. Regarding Joshua's question, he cheered up and replied seriously: : "Due to the large number of people, the interrogation has been going on since last night. It should be the seventh person now?"

"trouble."

Shaking his head, the soldier seemed dissatisfied with this method of disposal: "Their purpose has already been exposed, it is better to execute them early, so as not to waste energy." Between the words, the cultists were not treated as human beings at all.

"In the beginning, Artanis and the others thought so too."

Just after Joshua finished speaking, Ying and Rin walked out of the side hall to the place where the screams came from, a soft girlish voice came from the door, the voice was a little illusory at first, with a hint of echo, But then it became clear: "But it was later discovered that this group of people was not the same group as the previous ones, and the paladin was also worried that their purpose was different, so he decided to interrogate them all night to see what happened. New message."

As the voice gradually became clearer, shimmers of magical power flickered, reflecting holographic projections in the air, and with the continuous construction of tiny runes, a figure of a blue-haired girl suspended in midair appeared in the side hall. doorway.

About 1.5 meters, she was wearing a black dress with some feather decorations on the skirt. The girl's face was beautiful, as delicate as a doll. Her ears were slightly turned up, and she had a pair of wings on her back, which could be seen , not humans.

"No. 3, anyway, thank you for your hard work."

Turning his head, Joshua raised his hand and greeted the depressed girl. He simply asked, "So what's the difference between this group of people and the cultists before?"

"Um……"

Tilting her head, No. 3 looked distressed. She put a finger on her lips, thinking about adjectives: "Weaker? More disorganized, completely mob, with messy purposes, all lies, but The only thing that is certain is that they all came here to cause riots in the city."

After finishing speaking, she shook her head slightly, snorted cutely, and then said a little bored, "I thought it could be more interesting."

While the artificial intelligence girl was talking with Joshua about the cultists who appeared last night, the follow-up mages also came to the side hall through the space-time channel one after another.

They seemed to be very familiar with teleportation. None of them felt dizzy due to the slight sense of space dislocation caused by teleportation. After all fifteen people passed through the passage, the dark blue time and space door was slowly closed.

Before these mages could feel that they had come to the northern edge of the former empire, the most 'countryside', they saw No. 3 floating in mid-air in front of Joshua.

"hiss----"

The first person who saw the artificial intelligence girl was a middle-aged mage with graying hair on his sideburns. He looked very gentle and refined. He didn't have the slightest emotion about the chaos plague that he was about to face next. He had done it long ago. After making all the psychological preparations, even so, after seeing the figure of No. 3, he still involuntarily gasped.

"This is... what is this?!"

At a glance, he could see that the other party was not a real creature, but some kind of magic power aggregate, but it was precisely because of this that the middle-aged mage was so shocked: "Such fine magic power control skills, perfect rune structure, It's exactly like a real person—no, it's more beautiful than a real person!"

"Truth!"

Following his fiery gaze, other mages also noticed the figure of No. 3. They all cast their eyes on the artificial intelligence girl, and then exclaimed in unison: "It's simply art!"

As mages, they quickly analyzed the rune structure on No. 3's body beyond the current level of magic in Mycroft Continent through the appearance.

"How is it possible, even those guys in the Eastern Plains can't produce this level of magical life!"

"Twenty years, no, at least thirty years beyond our technical level. This level of micro-rune structure is a continent-level problem. Many magical mechanical cores are stuck here and cannot be miniaturized. Who solved it? Problems in this area, and practical application?!"

"...unbelievable."

His eyes widened involuntarily. Moore, who had been in a daze all the time, his eyes became more solid than before. Compared with Nostradamus, this one lacked the elegant style of a mage, but more Looking at the figure of No. 3, the old mage showed a trace of soldierly perseverance, and said in a deep voice, "It's not so much a collection of magic, it's better to say it's an elemental creature... A life made entirely of pure magic power and runes, or Possessed of a perfect soul, truth—"

At this moment, he seemed to be at a loss for words, but then, Moore nodded vigorously, and said in a determined and excited tone: "It's perfect!"

Noticing the commotion of the mages, Joshua, who was communicating with No. 3, couldn't help but suffocate slightly. He had forgotten that for this group of mages who were obsessed with knowledge and technology, the existence of No. 3 would make them Excited.

That is the life formed by the most quintessential mana technology in the Calliss world, and its existence itself is a miracle.

But the artificial intelligence girl really likes the compliments these mages gave her, especially those 'just like the real one! ’ ‘No, it’s more beautiful than real! ’ ‘What nonsense are you talking about, it’s true! ' and other comments, the corners of No. 3's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly when she heard it, but she also understood that if she continued to stay here, the situation would be out of control, and those mages who were still in shock might not be able to control it later. I can't help but directly 'hands-on' to analyze her.

So after roughly explaining the information about the cultists to the soldiers, the artificial intelligence girl simply disappeared in place, leaving only a shattered spot of magic power.

"All I can say is, no comment."

Before the mages could react, Joshua turned his head first, glanced at the casters behind him, and said in a serious tone: "This is a secret about the Radcliffe family."

——Even if you ask me, I don't understand those techniques. Thinking so in my heart, combined with my terrifying charm—let’s call it a deterrent—the warrior successfully suppressed the scene. Except for the old mage Moore, who seemed to be still thinking, the other mages felt a wave of fear. The cold wind rushed past, and a chill rose from behind, and the excitement of seeing the unprecedented exquisite rune technology also cooled down.

As spellcasters, they are naturally smart people. After calming down for a while, these mages who were a bit carried away recalled their original missions, and they all recalled that before leaving the imperial capital, Nostradamus' love what they commanded.

'In Moldavia, there are many things beyond your imagination. '

The old mage said in a deep voice: "But don't get too excited and forget your original mission. '

At first they thought it was just an ordinary warning, but now that they recalled it, these mages immediately understood that Nostradamus was just stating the facts, and they had better follow suit.

This is not the imperial capital, but the northern land far away. The powerful black-haired warrior in front of him is the lord of this place. In a sense, he is the ruler of this place. Since he said not to ask, then shut up quickly. Bar.

After seeing the people in front of him quickly quiet down, Joshua nodded slightly in satisfaction. It seems that negative charm can sometimes have a positive effect. Then, he turned around, looked at the young black-haired priest, and asked directly: " May I have your name?"

"My name is Delano, my lord."

The black-haired priest was slightly taken aback, as if he hadn't expected the soldier to ask this question, but he quickly replied, "What are your orders?"

"Then Draenor, you take this group of mage masters to the resting place first, and prepare breakfast."

After decisively giving the order, the soldier turned his head and said to Moore, who had a serious expression on his face: "And Mr. Moore, you can go with me to see the cultists, and if necessary, we can also go to the dungeon to see some of them." The so-called plague."

"good."

The old mage agreed in a deep voice, as the leader, he was more calm than others: "This is our purpose."

After speaking, the two left the side hall neatly, while the other fourteen mages followed the black-haired priest who called Delano, and walked to the waiting room of the church next to him.

It wasn't long before Moore and Joshua left. After about an hour, the old mage came back with a serious face.

At this time, the mages who had already finished their breakfast were dividing into several groups, discussing enthusiastically the difficulties related to the miniaturization of rune structures, high-density magical life, and artificial souls. Some of them suspected that No. 3 was actually not Some kind of magic power aggregate, but the projection of a more advanced artificial life, because the body of the other party is so easy to condense and disperse, there is no sign of gathering around a certain core at all.

But it's a pity that no one can confirm this conjecture, and they don't have the opportunity to verify it.

"Okay, everyone."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Moore looked solemn, and he said in a deep voice, asking everyone present to be quiet: "We are going to start talking about business now."

The whole waiting room fell silent in an instant, which is enough to show the majesty of the old mage in the third research group, but even so, Moore did not show any happy expression. He sighed slightly, and then took out a A small bottle containing something black said solemnly: "Our mission this time is extraordinary."

How many years has it been since the Chinese team beat the South Korean team

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