Star Forge Titan

"Oh, after all, they are professionals. If they don't have this level of work ability, then they might as well just do business honestly." Ka Yang shrugged, indicating that this was the most basic operation.

"That's true." Alvin nodded.

The half-elf lady who was still a little immature now would be a well-known figure in the intelligence industry in the future. At that time, she was still considered a half-beauty, but she was given nicknames like Scarface that sounded very fierce.

But now, in another way, referring to the half-elf Miss Boshia, who was tied up and relatively safely experienced the events of the Burning Night of Avonmore, it is unclear whether she can grow to the level described in the game plot. However, it is likely that with her talent for "deviant means", it should only be a time style.

"By the way, what's the matter with your look?" Ka Yang asked with a slight twitch of his mouth.

He saw a black-haired boy half-sitting on the ground in front of him, with four slender artificial limbs made of rock and metal on his back. Even when talking to him, the four prosthetic limbs seemed to have their own thoughts, constantly removing the floor tiles to check the magic passage below.

"Oh, to improve work efficiency and familiarize myself with the new combat skills I learned during my spare time." Alvin answered casually.

After going through a lot of trouble, he finally settled down in Lutetia and had the opportunity to sort out his own combat power system.

The short-term goal is to familiarize himself with [Elemental Shell], an extraordinary combat skill given by the second-generation giant Frost Tundra Arcade, and at the same time organize another extraordinary combat skill that is still in its embryonic stage and has been explored through gaming experience into a practical and usable skill.

As for his mid-term goal, it is to be promoted to the second-level extraordinary profession - Ash Knight.

In addition, Alvin also needs to complete the preliminary design blueprint of the new magic engine as soon as possible.

Tomorrow morning, Diana would drive old Barton's beloved magic taxi to the alchemy workshop. He would then measure the old civilian car's frame and begin manufacturing a new experimental magic engine, or more accurately, a magic internal combustion engine driven by magic blast, which sounded quite impressive.

Since we are so busy, we should naturally get a few more arms to help.

"Save time." Alvin said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Having said that, this skill is quite useful. One person can do the work of several people." As he was speaking, the artificial limb behind the black-haired boy quickly completed the replacement of a damaged magic power transmission line through division of labor and cooperation.

Two prosthetic limbs lifted the corrosion-resistant floor tiles and put them aside, another one dug out the old wires underneath that had rusted due to water seepage, and the fourth one took out new wires and put them in their original place. Then Ivan pressed the ground with both hands, and under the surge of dark golden light, the wires quickly connected with the original alchemy array.

"Combat skills? Do you mean extraordinary combat skills?" Khayang's eyes immediately widened.

For combat professionals, extraordinary combat skills are equivalent to high-level spells. As for spellcasters, not to mention their rarity, they are difficult for most people to master. The difficulty of learning each extraordinary combat skill is comparable to that of high-level magic.

But from the way he spoke, it was as if he had just learned how to sew buttons from his mom when he needed it last minute... so easy?!

"What else? Could it be the mercenary tavern fighting skills, kicking the crotch, pulling the ears and hitting the chin?" Ivan said jokingly:

"You're quite knowledgeable." Ka Yang rolled his eyes at him and replied unhappily.

These three moves are the despicable tactics often used by mercenaries when they fight in taverns, so they are proud of them and are called the Three Tavern Fighting Skills in quotation marks.

"Well, we will probably have to stay here permanently from now on." As he said that, Ka Yang put down his suitcase, rolled up his sleeves and started to join the team cleaning the workshop.

Are you kidding? He's been cleaning the floor tiles of the Mage Tower since he was an apprentice. How could he lose to some tribal barbarian from a corner of the northern glaciers when it comes to housework?!

Looking at Khayang who suddenly caught fire, Ivan had a puzzled expression on his face.

Did this guy get kicked in the head by a horse while walking down the street? Why are you, a mage, rolling up your sleeves and scrubbing the tiles with your bare hands? Where are your spells? Have you forgotten them all?

Soon, the entire alchemy workshop, including the weeds in the backyard, was cleaned up by the two people.

Then, when Khayon had collapsed on the sofa and didn't want to move, Ivan raised his hands to the pile of sand and soil in the courtyard outside the workshop. He had nothing to do and just wanted to do a small experiment.

Four artificial limbs made with the [Elemental Shell] technique spread out in all directions, and the dark golden magic light gathered into a circle behind the black-haired boy. The magic-friendly metal buried inside served as a channel to transmit magic well.

Under the effect of [Reshaping the World], other impurities in the sand pile were quickly removed, and soon only pure white sand was left. The sand also began to glow red and gradually softened and merged until it condensed together to form a peculiar shape that was thin on the outside and thick on the inside.

When the melted sand formed an object that cooled down completely, a huge convex lens appeared in the courtyard outside the alchemy workshop.

The bright sunlight gathered in one place through the mirror. Alvin reached out and felt the burning energy in it, and an expression of understanding appeared on his face again.

It seems that his previous expectations were not wrong. Using simple optical principles, it is indeed possible to concentrate sunlight and artificially create the strong lighting environment required to prepare the "Light of Heavenly Fire".

At the same time, a man in plain clothes also came to a place a few hundred meters away from the alchemy workshop.

He climbed up a tree and opened his eyes wide. Under the influence of nature magic, his originally round pupils quickly turned into eagle eyes like some kind of bird of prey, allowing him to see the outside of the workshop from afar.

"Is this the alchemy workshop that was robbed? It doesn't look like there are any powerful people in it."

Chapter 72: Light of Heavenly Fire

Because all the old furniture needed to be cleaned and dried, even the broken sofa on which Kayon lay was moved to the courtyard outside the workshop.

The necromancer, who was already drowsy due to exhaustion, was suddenly awakened by a warm and gentle light. He raised his hands in a daze to block the view in front of his face.

"Who? Who turned on the light?" Khayon muttered, half asleep.

The feeling made his whole body warm, as if he was wrapped in hot water, and even his dry yellow hair seemed to curl up because of the warmth.

No! Not as if!

The dazed Ka Yang suddenly shuddered and became completely awake.

Then, the young necromancer found his head on fire...

Am I on fire?

I'm on fire!

"Shit!" The necromancer did a tactical roll and fell backwards along with the sofa he was sitting on.

With the agility of a wanderer, he shrank into the shadow behind the temporary shelter created by the sofa.

Then he realized his hair wasn't actually on fire. The burning sensation was an illusion caused by the conflict between the high concentration of positive energy magic polymers in the outside world and the negative energy magic in his body.

As a quasi-high-level mage of the second rank, fully meeting the requirements for advancement and ready to perform a ritual to ascend at any time, Khayon's refined negative energy was evenly and properly distributed throughout the various mana hubs. These channels and mana pools formed a complete closed loop, allowing him to cast various necromancy spells at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, this also caused Khayon's body to be filled with the negative energy magic unique to necromancers. When the negative energy magic flowed through the channel, it didn't have much effect, at most causing his hair quality to deteriorate slightly, making his hair fall out more easily.

But it was different just now...

Khayon poked his head out from behind the sofa with cold sweat on his forehead, and then couldn't help but burst out a loud Elrond curse.

"Oh? You're awake? Sorry, things went a little unexpectedly well. I'm a bit busy right now. Let's talk later."

As Alvin spoke, he controlled the four prosthetic limbs behind him made with the "Elemental Shell" combat skill, continuously releasing dark golden magic power towards the pile of debris he had cleared out, extracting scrap metal from it and reshaping it into a sturdy load-bearing frame, and then reshaping the sand into a glass convex lens and mounting it on the frame.

At this moment, the sky of the outer courtyard of the alchemy workshop has been covered by several convex lenses spaced apart from each other. It looks like a hollow glass tower. Even the high walls cannot completely cover this man-made object that is obviously newly made by someone.

The bright sunlight of early spring is focused by the lens, refracted layer by layer, and gathered at a point 1.5 meters high in the center of the courtyard.

There was an exceptionally scorching aura there. The positive energy of photochemical energy contained in the sunlight of the Palladia world was artificially gathered to an extremely high concentration that could be seen directly with the naked eye.

The instigator was now standing next to the ball of highly concentrated photochemical positive energy with an expectant look on his face. This bastard who was not afraid of the heat actually touched the ball of bright white light that was fluctuating rapidly like a flame with his hand.

Actinic positive energy is the release of positive energy in the form of light. In a natural environment, this form of positive energy directly covers Palladio like sunlight. The high concentration of actinic positive energy in the courtyard has taken on a new form, closer to fire. This must be the so-called "light of heavenly fire" recorded in ancient texts.

But isn't this concentration a bit too high?

Kayang looked at the 'blazing' light with a gloomy face.

As an accomplice in destroying the vampire pirate king, he had seen the ancient document that recorded information about the "Ashes Knight", but the "Light of Heavenly Fire" recorded in the document should have been just a pure white light similar to a positive energy ray. How could it present such a terrifying appearance close to a plasma flame?

If I dare to get within two meters of this thing, no, as long as I get within five meters, I'm afraid it will really catch fire!

At that time it was not an illusion, but literally, the human body spontaneously combusted because of the conflict between the negative energy magic of the body and the high concentration of positive energy from the outside world!

Touching his already frizzy bangs, Khayon suddenly felt a sense of being watched. As a mage with a high Perception attribute, he was extremely sensitive to external gazes. Glancing at the still-blazing pure white "skyfire," a sinister thought suddenly occurred to him.

"Ivan, is this the 'Light of Skyfire'? Can you shine this thing in one direction?" Khayon smiled strangely and glanced at the outer wall of the courtyard.

"Of course I can. To be honest, I also feel it's a bit tricky. Experiments can't just be done on a whim." Alvin sighed at his own recklessness, but the movements of his hands were much easier than he said, and he didn't look tricky at all.

Whether it was the energy control of [Reshaping the World] or the magic resistance provided by the Invisible Scales, he did not feel afraid of the high-concentration photochemical positive energy in front of him. Instead, he felt a warm feeling as if he was soaking in hot water.

After failing to concentrate all his attention on the ball of what was probably the "light of heavenly fire" in front of him, Alvin quickly noticed the prying gaze. He immediately understood what Khayang meant, and a hint of evil smile appeared on his face.

At the same time, on a tree a hundred meters away from the alchemy workshop.

The ranger Bryant is partially transforming his eyes into eagle eyes, which is a unique transformation ability of their druid sequence.

According to legend, the hermits who guard the forest can borrow the power of wild beasts to drive away those who have bad intentions towards the forest, and this is generally the job ability they are referring to.

"What is that?" Bryant's expression became increasingly strange as he looked at the glass tower that suddenly appeared a few minutes ago and then continued to increase in size at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He was an adventurer, secretly commissioned to investigate an unusual transfer of ownership of an alchemy workshop in the suburbs of Lutetia. Although the other party had concealed their identity, he still relied on his keen sense of smell to detect a hint of the "stink" of the Linde nobility.

The man claimed that there were some possible illegal elements in the transaction, so he hired an adventurer like himself to investigate.

But Bryant found this statement very suspicious. If they were just investigating identities, why would they hire a high-priced extraordinary person like him? Those ordinary adventurers were also "very idle".

Although the mission was doubtful and he didn't like the corrupt guy who spoke in a condescending manner, Bryant still accepted the commission for the sake of the money. After all, he just wanted to take a look and confirm the identity of the current owner of the Alchemy Workshop.

Anyway, he had no intention of getting within a hundred meters of the workshop. Even if there was any hidden danger, the worst that could happen was that he would abandon the mission and run away, and just ask that guy for a deposit.

Bryant had previously judged the other party to be unremarkable because he had just seen the bird's nest head, who had come out to empty the sewage, actually clean the house with his bare hands. A proud mage or alchemist would never do such a thing as cleaning by himself.

Therefore, he thought that there were probably just two apprentices who failed to graduate successfully.

But when he saw a glass tower inexplicably appear in the courtyard, Bryant finally felt something was wrong.

Are you kidding me? Even a true alchemist couldn't create a building this quickly using magical power, right?

Who are those two guys?

As he was thinking, the glass tower suddenly began to change shape. The multiple convex lenses nested in layers switched angles at the same time, and at the same time a silver mirror rose from the ground.

What happened?

Before Bryant's thoughts had completely crossed his mind, he saw a ball of white light rising in the courtyard, and then reflected by the mirror, it suddenly increased hundreds of times towards him!

"Uh-aaaaaaaaaaaaa!" The forest ranger, who temporarily possessed a pair of eagle eyes, immediately covered his eyes, screamed, and fell headfirst from the tree.

When Alvin pushed the door open, he saw a black and white canine spinning around aimlessly, with two wide tears in the corners of its eyes.

At this moment, Bryant had completely transformed into a northern sled dog with a fast running speed and excellent endurance. He was about to escape, but his eyes were temporarily unable to see clearly due to the strong light, so he just went around in circles.

When his vision returned, he saw a tall, black-haired boy standing in front of him, looking at him with a mocking smile.

"Hey, where did the dog come from?"

Chapter 73 Bryant

"Name?"

When Bryant regained consciousness, the tall, handsome, black-haired boy was replaced by a gloomy, single young man with straw-colored hair who looked like a bad guy.

He was currently in an alchemy workshop laboratory. Although he still maintained his transformed form as a northern sled dog, his limbs were tied up and hung up with ropes, forming the shape of the Chinese character "太" in the air.

Despite the throbbing pain in his head, Bryant, who maintained his sled dog form, used his aching brain to try to think about what had happened a few minutes or even hours ago.

Immediately, his furry dog ​​face showed an expression of horror and fear.

He still remembered that he did not hesitate at all. The moment he saw the surveillance target appear nearby, he immediately turned around and ran.

Bryant, standing on all fours, perfectly demonstrated the Druid class's high adaptability in various situations. They might not be the most powerful, but they are definitely a versatile class. Ivan still remembered the free agent in his guild team, who chose this promotion sequence.

Although Bryant cannot transform into a high-speed flying eagle yet, the speed of the Northern sled dogs is also very fast!

Anyone who has raised these sled dogs knows that no matter how strictly they are trained, as long as the reins are not pulled, they will run away to places that are invisible to you, or to places where it is difficult to understand how they got there, such as roofs or treetops...

Bah!

However, a gunshot caused the black and white fur and blue-eyed northern sled dog to freeze in place with one of its front legs raised high, its tongue sticking out, its tail tucked down, and its whole body in a stiff posture.

Along with the gunshot, a bullet hole that was still emitting hot steam appeared on the ground less than 20 centimeters away from him. Then, the explosion in the crater splashed mud all over his face.

"This dog is really naughty."

Accompanied by a teasing voice, Bryant in dog form felt his neck being pinched by a large hand, and then his eyes went black and he completely lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, another strange voice sounded in his ears.

"Name?"

Khayon was holding a small silver knife commonly used in alchemy workshops for cutting materials. He stood in front of the northern sled dog that was hung in the shape of the Chinese character "太" with a malicious smile on his face.

This guy has bad intentions!

The moment he saw Kayon, this thought immediately popped up in Bryant's mind.

Little did he know that when the other party, the necromancer Khayang, saw the dog face in front of him, the same thought popped up in his mind.

Look at this dog, its eyes are darting around looking around, and its tongue covered in saliva is sticking out and won't retract. You can tell at a glance that it is not a serious dog!

The silver knife flew up and down between Khayang's fingers with incredible flexibility, and the blade reflected a cold light.

"Woof?" Bryant realized in a very short time that he was caught, but he still tried hard to disguise himself as a lost northern sled dog.

In the perfect city of Lutetia, the capital of Linde, it's understandable that someone would keep a sled dog as a pet, right? Perhaps...

"Ah, it seems it's just a dog." Khayon sighed in a pretentious manner.