The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

"A floating fortress? It's a good idea, but we have too few mages."

Seeing the puzzled look in Darius' eyes, Ryan sighed and asked:

"General Darius, how many mages are in your chapter, and how many heroic mages are there."

"Until the moment I came back, the number of mages was 91, originally 94. There were 3 aristocratic cronies under Darkwill who were executed by me. As for the hero level, there was no one." Darius knows a lot. general way.

His direct subordinate chapters are numerous, and even he is in charge of the offensive and defensive of the entire northern front war.

But after each war, he would personally honor each soldier.

Gifts are given to those who survive, and burials are given to those who die.

So he knew exactly how many people there were in almost every team.

"91 people, you should understand that only about 5 weakest hero-level mages can be worth the sum of their magic power." Ryan recounted.

Darius nodded, indicating that he understood.

In his eyes, the gap between mage and mage is far bigger than this.

The weakest mage in his chapter could only release a water ball, which had almost no effect.

And the mage commander under his command worked hard to release fire and rain in the cold climate of Freljord. Although the strength was weak, it was not of the same order of magnitude as weak.

"The design of the floating castle is to use it as a whole magic item, with runes engraved on it, so that the magic can spread throughout the castle. The rune magic circle integrates attack, defense, floating, teleportation, and movement."

Of course, in Syndra's original idea, she wanted to use her huge magical power to directly hold the castle to fly.

But in his opinion, this is simply a waste of magic power.

"The current floating castle is only a semi-finished product. There are 412 runes of various types and 78 non-repetitive runes."

Ryan said a set of data, and then went on to explain:

"Each rune inscription needs to consume all the magic power of a heroic mage. The magic power can be recovered, but according to the most estimates, it will take a year for the soldiers under General Darius to inscribe these runes. This is just magic power. , does not cover mastery of runes. Only mastery of runes can inscribe them in place."

"What about the running consumption?" Darius asked.

He didn't give up the idea in his heart, the Freljordians have more or less some magic power.

It may not be possible to let them build, but if it is built by the Empire, whether they can use it is the key.

"It's not just consumption, but the perception of runes." Syndra said coldly.

If it's just mana consumption, and maintaining the daily lift-off, you only need to drain 5 hero-level mages.

But in order to maintain the operation of runes, you must first know enough about runes.

Even now she is unable to open the entire rune formation. Some of them, only Ryan can control. It was as if after Ryan's arrival, the tower of the castle radiated aqua blue light.

"The current technology has yet to be perfected, it's just a primitive application. But if you study it in the future, it should be able to spread to the entire empire. It will take time." Ryan said.

At present, although the operation of the floating castle relies on runes, it relies more on the huge consumption of magic.

If he and Syndra can penetrate most of the runes, they can compile a more effective and universal rune arrangement, which can greatly reduce the consumption and increase the power.

It can only be said that the time left for him is still too short.

Five years have passed since the Battle of Presidian, thanks to the rune of 'Gathering Storm', he has several times the magic power of before.

The more magic power, the more runes that can be connected in a single cast, and the stronger the magic power will be.

But he can now clearly feel that in the more powerful realm, the way magic works is completely different.

It's like a flying god, the same attack, the same magic power, but the essence is different.

The magic power can only increase the battery life in the future, and he also needs a way to soar to achieve qualitative change...

"Everything, for the empire!"

After discussing some trivial matters, Swain's solemn words marked the end of the meeting.

Except for the Darius brothers, the rest dissipated in place in various ways.

"Daraus, do you think it's too late for me to convert to magic?" Draven's eyes were filled with admiration.

Magic, seems to be more useful than what they use an axe.

It can also disappear with a 'swish', and it can also float the castle.

When he becomes a mage, he will float up the arena and give every gladiator a glorious title:

Saint Seiya of the sky!

"If you have time to think wildly, it's better to kill a few more people for the empire. Every talent has its place."

Darius gave him a sidelong glance, picked up the axe, and walked out.

He remembered that some of the Freljord rituals were magical.

Maybe it's worth a try!

At night, the immortal fortress is brightly lit.

The crows flew on the streets where the nobles lived, croaking and croaking, spreading their wings and wandering in the night sky. It seems like they are patrolling, and they seem to be confirming something~www.NovelMTL.com~ Trifali's soldiers are armed with various weapons and faithfully guarding various key points to prevent unrest at night.

The front hall of the Zaafan's old house.

"Are we going to give them allegiance? Lady Faceless."

An extremely charming voice sounded from the darkness, and a perfect carcass without any flaws loomed in the moonlight.

In the mansion without a trace of light, a burst of fire suddenly lit up, illuminating LeBlanc's pale face.

Facing the figure in front of her with an excellent figure and a beautiful appearance, she said calmly:

"Elise, we have the same goal as them. And black roses always bloom in the dark."

"Tomorrow, there will be a feast of crows around here, and the blood will be woven into a huge spider web that will devour all Trifali's disobedient."

Elise's seductive red lips curved upwards, allowing a spider to crawl on her slender and white fingertips.

"What do you think? Elise. Do you want to appear in the council tomorrow, or help me go to Shadow Island again."

LeBlanc had an elegant smile on her face, waiting for the answer in a questioning tone.

This is a choice, but she doesn't care which side the other party will choose.

"The Council of Trifaris... Maybe the cobwebs will no longer bind me, and I will consider making a way out for myself. Tell me, what is my goal?"

"Any magic item related to the soul, it doesn't matter what it is. I will arrange a boat to go there tomorrow morning, and your trip will be smooth." LeBlanc's voice became illusory.

"Yeah...it doesn't matter..."

Elise sighed, the only candle in the room went out.

Her figure was hidden in the dark again, and her voice became soft, even silent.