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- Oliver can be regarded as a "soldier" who has experienced several life-and-death dangers. At the critical moment, he was not frightened to the point where his hands and legs were numb, and he had no ability to resist. He subconsciously dodged to the side, brandishing his dagger at the same time, and tried to escape. .
However, his strength was far inferior to that of the captain Grigra. Grigra effectively used the length of the long sword and carried out a series of slashes, making it impossible for him to get close and unable to take advantage of the short sword. He could only passively attack. Di raised his sword to resist.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The dagger fell to the ground with a clang, and the mouth of Oliver's right hand was split open, and blood seeped out.
Grigra smiled ferociously, stepped forward, and slashed horizontally with his long sword, gradually reducing the range of Oliver's dodge.
In just a few moments, Oliver found himself forced into a corner. No matter whether he was moving left, right or forward, he had to face the shining sword.
Are you going to die?
When the long sword fell, Oliver's scalp was numb, and something seemed to burst out of his body, which made his eyes blood red. He unconsciously clenched the only thing in his hand with both hands and faced the long sword.
¡°Pa, there was a muffled sound, and Oliver took a step back again, leaning against the cold wall. More blood spilled from the tiger¡¯s mouth on his right hand, dyeing the crystal blue staff with a touch of blood.
"Hmph!" Grigra didn't take it seriously. Oliver couldn't beat him with a short sword, let alone a nondescript short staff.
The only thing that made him a little shaken was that this crystal clear short staff seemed to be quite precious. If it was broken, he would definitely feel heartbroken.
However, he then thought about the gems and possible magic items in the room, and his wavering quickly disappeared. Anyway, there were so many valuable things, so let this short staff be lost. He must seize the time to kill Oliver and find the mechanism. The entrance is closed to prevent others from snatching the treasure with you!
As soon as he made the decision in his heart, he drew his long sword, his rough movements became delicate, opened the short stick, and stabbed Oliver straight into the chest.
Looking at the shining sword tip, Oliver burst out in fear. He felt that the whole world had become extremely slow. The sword tip stabbed towards his chest like a snail, but he could only think so fast. His body was in contact with Grigra's long body. The sword was also "slow", and he could only watch the sword stabbing towards him little by little, unable to react at all.
Are you going to die?
I don¡¯t want to die!
For a short moment, Oliver fell into a strange ethereal state, and then there was a snapping sound in his mind, as if a string was broken, and then he felt something in his soul rushing out, flowing to He held the short blue staff tightly in both hands.
With a click, there was a strange "crackling" sound on the short staff, and Oliver felt that he had opened a door, and his whole body was surrounded by a sea of ??tiny silver-white electric lights.
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A series of silver arcs appeared on the short staff, hitting several vital points of Grigra without any hindrance.
Grigra¡¯s face and chest were quickly blackened. The sword stabbed Oliver¡¯s body, but it could only slide away, only causing a shallow wound.
How could I die He stared blankly at the short staff in front of him with electric sparks coming out, and his body fell softly to the ground.
He has long confirmed that Oliver is not a magic apprentice. Even if the short staff is an extraordinary item, he certainly cannot use it!
But how could this happen? Grigla's eyes widened and he refused to close his eyes.
Oliver held the short staff in both hands, his back was as arched as a shrimp, he was panting heavily, his head was throbbing in pain, and he wanted to hit the wall to death.
After a while, he calmed down and slowly raised his head. There was a faint trace of blood on the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and mouth.
"Is it my meditation breakthrough and the mental impact when I became an apprentice that inspired the short staff?" He thought in a daze, "But shouldn't the short staff have a core imprint? Could it have been erased long ago"
He shook his head and looked at Grigra with both hands holding the short staff tightly. He saw that the powerful captain who usually frightened him was lying here lifelessly, his face was black, his eyes were wide open, and he could not die anymore. .
Oliver was not at ease, so he squatted down and carefully inspected Grigra's body. After confirming that it was correct, he looked at the short staff in shock, confusion, joy and shock:
"This is the power of magic?"
After that, he quickly calmed down, closed the entrance, found another secret exit, then packed the books, items and gems into the storage bag left by the mage, and left here.
It¡¯s not that he doesn¡¯t want to settle here temporarily and improve his strength first, but it¡¯s because there is no food here and he will starve to death in a few days.??Here, more than 90% of the creatures in the wasteland are stronger than him, but they prefer to kill each other.
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Two days later, Fernando came to this wasteland, intending to find the "Dance of Death" organization that had retreated here. As far as he knew, although "Cursed Eye" Atlante could not hide during this period, he was not willing to do so. , integrating many small organizations to make up for the losses of "** Dance" in the last incident.
If not, he would not have gotten the news at all and would not have been able to find his way here.
Of course, he doesn¡¯t know the specific location of the ¡°Dance of **¡±. He can only be taken in if he is nearby and passes the test of the magician who is secretly watching.
"Hey, there are traces of the magic mechanism being opened here." The recent craziness of the night watchman made Fernando choose to move forward cautiously and not dare to fly boldly. Therefore, within the range of his mental induction, he suddenly discovered a relatively obvious trace. It seems that there are no traces of effective treatment when the rookie left.
"Is there any magician's relic hidden here?" Fernando's mood suddenly improved. It was not that he was greedy for money, but that the "United Continental Magician Council" that not many people knew about at the time of its creation really lacked the foundation. Not only did it lack materials, but also Lack of money - During the Cooks Incident, the most severely damaged was the Magician United Union. The two surviving vice-presidents divided up the organization's legacy and currently have no idea where they are hiding, leaving it to Douglas and Fernando. The only thing left is the ruined "City in the Sky" Arlinge. If Hathaway hadn't sponsored a large sum of money, Fernando's exchanges with other organizations would have been shabby.
So he stopped moving forward, cast spells, created "secret eyes" and other things, carefully inspected the surroundings, and only after confirming that it was safe, began his efforts to crack the magic mechanism.
About half an hour later, there was a click, and a gate collapsed on the hillock.
After checking it once, Fernando flew in quickly and found that most of the gems, materials and items were gone, leaving only a few peripheral things.
"Hey, it's a little late. If we meet the rookie from before, we can definitely trick him into, uh, introduce him to the parliament." Fernando sighed rather sadly.
From the magic books that were taken away and the remaining traces of the battle, he initially judged through prophecy spells that the person who took the treasure was an apprentice-level rookie.
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Grass and trees grow in the valley, shrouded in a light, ever-changing mist.
Erica held the thick book with a black cover, reading the contents fascinatedly, and calculating something from time to time.
"It turns out we are on a planet"
"Is gravity the essence of the earth's force?"
"Is the earth element the source of gravity?"
"The planet actually works like that"
"No wonder we fall to the ground after jumping"
Subtle sighs and discussions echoed around Erica, as magicians discussed "Mathematical Principles of Magical Philosophy" with excitement or frowning in thought.
This book subverts their understanding of the world and gives them a sense of disillusionment and disillusionment with what the world is like.
If this was not an unprecedented and groundbreaking content, many of them would definitely realize that the world was shaken, collapsed or solidified. Even so, they also felt that their three views had been refreshed.
This world is actually like this?
This world is actually like this!
Looking up at the stars shining through the mist, they seemed to see the mysterious star trajectories. Everything was no longer so irregular, but "under control"!
Erica read for a while, put the book down, rubbed her head, and looked exhausted. Reading this book was really painful, especially when reading this book with insufficient knowledge!
She was once taught calculus by Douglas, but at that time she only laid a basic foundation, and many of them were still hazy. Therefore, it was extremely difficult to learn "Mathematical Principles of Magical Philosophy". She wanted to write to Douglas for advice, but found that she could not be contacted for the time being. It's his turn.
Seeing Erica start to rub her head, the magicians around her ran over as fast as cunning rabbits, their eyes focused on her face, and they begged for approval:
¡°Erica, it¡¯s time to teach us calculus!¡±
"What should I do with this point?"
"How can the spell model be handled in this way using calculus?"
Questions were flying around Erica¡¯s ears like flies, making her brain more confused and her mood more irritable.
But looking at the eager expressions of those men, women, old and young, her heart softened again. Yes, she had something.They can learn the basics of calculus by themselves while reading, but they don¡¯t understand anything and can only barely read the descriptions related to gravity.
At the same time, she felt a strong sense of pride. There were many high-level magicians here, and many mid-level magicians who usually seemed stronger than herself, but they all had to ask her for advice. Even His Excellency Atlante was asking for advice not long ago. Ask yourself about calculus. Calculus is indeed an epoch-making advancement in the field of mathematics and physics!
Erica glanced around at everyone's expressions, and suddenly felt an uncontrollable joy in her heart. After the fall of Alto, her companions were all numb and desperate, like undead creatures, but this book "Mathematical Principles of Magical Philosophy" Books are like beacons in the dark night, illuminating the darkness, dispelling despair, and filling them all with a little hope. It's not that the magic is not strong enough, it's just that we haven't done enough before! Our understanding of this world is still far behind!
As long as hope never dies, the inheritance of magic will never end!
The corners of Erica¡¯s lips curled up quietly, and she began to worry about happiness, explaining calculus to her companions.
At this time, a magician flew in and asked the magician who was mixed in the crowd asking for advice: "Mr. Vice President, there is a high-level magician named Fernando who is asking for an audience in a remote mountain hut. He has passed the inspection. Can he be allowed?" Come in?"
Before the vice president could answer, Erica stood up suddenly: "Mr. Fernando? He is very good at calculus!"
This is what Mr. Douglas said!
¡ª¡ªMost magicians still don¡¯t know that Douglas has been promoted to legend.
"What? Very good at calculus?" Before he finished speaking, all the magicians in the valley disappeared and rushed out, leaving only the mage who reported the news looking at Erica blankly. (To be continued.) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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