Oliver can also be regarded as a "warrior" who has experienced several life and death dangers, and at the critical moment, he was not scared and his legs were numb, and he had no ability to resist, so he subconsciously dodged to the side, and at the same time brandished a short sword, trying to escape from the road.
However, his strength was much worse than that of the captain Griguera, who effectively used the length of the long sword and performed a series of swings, so that he could not get close and could not give full play to the advantages of the short sword, so he could only passively raise his sword to resist.
Dangdang, after a few crisp sounds, the dagger fell to the ground with a clatter, and Oliver's right hand cracked, and blood oozed out.
Grigra grinned, and strode forward, his sword slashing, narrowing Oliver's dodge step by step.
In just a few clicks, Oliver found himself cornered, and whether he was going left or right, he had to face the glittering sword.
Are you going to die?
The sword fell, Oliver's scalp was numb, something seemed to burst out in his body, and his eyes were blood-red, and he unconsciously grasped the only thing in his hand with both hands, and met the sword.
With a muffled thud, Oliver took a step back again, clinging to the cold wall, and the blood from the tiger's mouth in his right hand spilled even more, staining the crystal blue staff with a touch of blood.
"Hmph" Grigla didn't care, Oliver couldn't beat himself when he had a short sword, and now he had a nondescript short staff, let alone think about it.
The only thing that shook his spirit a little was that this crystal clear short staff seemed to be quite precious, and if it was broken, he would definitely feel heartache.
However, he thought of the room full of gems and possible magical items, and the shaking quickly disappeared, anyway, there are so many valuable things, this short staff is lost, and he must hurry up to kill Oliver, find the mechanism to close the entrance, and prevent others from snatching the treasure with him As soon as he made the decision, his long sword was already squared, and his rough movements became delicate, picking open the short staff and stabbing Oliver in the chest.
Looking at the bright light of the sword, Oliver burst out in fear, only to feel that the whole world became extremely slow, and the tip of the sword stabbed towards his chest like a snail, but he only thought so fast, and his body was as "slow" as Grigra's long sword, and he could only watch the long sword stab towards him little by little, unable to react at all.
Are you going to die?
I don't want to die For a moment, Oliver fell into a strange ethereal state, and then his mind snapped as if a string had broken, and then he felt something in his soul rush out, flowing towards the blue staff clenched in both hands.
With a peculiar "cracking sound" from the staff, Oliver felt himself burst open a door, surrounded by a sea of tiny silver-white electric light.
Bang bang bang Silvery arcs of lightning erupted from the staff, striking Grigera in several key points without hindrance.
Grigra's face and chest quickly blackened, and the sword stabbed Oliver's body only to slide weakly, creating only a shallow wound.
How could I die He looked at the short staff in front of him in a daze, and his body fell to the ground limply.
He had long since established that Oliver was not an apprentice of magic, and that even if the staff was an extraordinary item, he would certainly not be able to use it But how could it be like this, Grigla's eyes were wide open, and he couldn't bat at death.
Oliver held the staff in both hands, his back arched like a shrimp, gasping for air, his head throbbing and wanting to crash against the wall.
After a long while, he recovered and slowly raised his head, with faint traces of blood at the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and mouth.
"It was my meditation breakthrough that inspired the short staff from the impact of mental power when I became an apprentice," he thought to himself, a little confused, "but shouldn't the short staff have a core imprint, could it have been erased a long time ago?"
He shook his head, and looked at Grigra with his hands on his staff, and saw that the captain, who usually feared him, was lying lifeless, his face darkened, his eyes wide open, dead no more.
Oliver was not at ease, and squatted down to carefully examine Grigra's body, and after confirming that it was correct, he looked at the short staff in shock, confusion and joy: "This is the power of magic" After that, he quickly calmed down, closed the entrance, found another secret exit, and left the place in the storage bag left behind by the mage.
It's not that he doesn't want to settle here temporarily and improve his strength first, it's because there is no food here, or he will starve to death here in a few days, and the creatures on the wasteland are more than 90% stronger than him, but they prefer to kill each other.
Two days later, Fernando came to the wasteland, intending to find the "Dance" organization that had retreated here, and as far as he knew, the "Cursed Eye" Atlante could not hide during this time, but he was not reconciled, and integrated many small organizations to make up for the loss of the "Dance" in the last incident.
If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have gotten any news and wouldn't be able to find this place.
Of course, he didn't know the exact location of the "Dance", and he could only be brought in if he got to the neighborhood and passed the test of the magician who was secretly watching.
"Hey, there's a sign of a magic mechanism opening here."
The recent madness of the night watchman made Fernando choose to move forward cautiously and not dare to fly boldly, so, within the range of mental power induction, he suddenly found a more obvious trace, which at first glance was the trace that the rookie had not been effectively processed when he left.
"Could it be that there is a remnant of a magician hidden here" Fernando's mood changed for the better, not that he was greedy for money, but that the "United Council of Magicians of the Whole Continent", which not many people know about at present, really lacks foundation, not only lacks materials, but also lacks money At the beginning of the change of Kuks, the most seriously damaged was the United Magicians Union, the two vice presidents who did not die divided the inheritance of the organization, and they don't know where to hide at present, leaving Douglas and Fernando with only the ruins of the "Sky City" Alinge, If it weren't for Hathaway's sponsorship of a large sum of money, Fernando's exchanges with other organizations would have been shabby.
So he paused his way, cast spells, created "secret magic eyes" and other things, carefully scouted the surroundings, and only after confirming that it was safe did he begin his efforts to crack the magic mechanism.
About half an hour later, there was a click, and a gate collapsed from the top of the knoll.
After Fernando checked it, he flew in, only to find that most of the gems, materials, and items were gone, leaving only a few corners.
"Hey, it's late, if you meet the rookie before, you can trick him, uh, to the council."
Fernando sighed rather suffocatingly.
From the fact that the magic books were taken away, as well as the remaining traces of battle, he preliminarily judged that it was an apprentice-level rookie who took the treasure through prophetic spells.
The valley was covered with a faint, ever-changing mist.
Erica hugged the thick book with the black cover, reading its contents in fascination, and from time to time she was calculating something.
"So we're on the planet" "Gravity is the essence of the forces of the earth" "Is the Earth Element the Source of Gravitation?"
"That's how the planet works" "No wonder we hit the ground after we jumped" Thin exclamations and chattering echoed around Erica, and the magicians discussed the mathematical principles of the philosophy of magic, either excitedly or frowning.
This book subverts their understanding of the world and gives them a sense of disillusionment and awakening that the world is like this.
If it weren't for the fact that this was a pioneering content without precedent, there would definitely be many of them who would have realized that the world was shaken, or collapsed or solidified, and even so, they would have a feeling that their three views had been refreshed.
This is how the world is This is how the world is Looking up at the stars shining through the mist, they seemed to see the mysterious trajectory of the stars, and everything was no longer so irregular, but "under control" Erica read it for a while, put the book down, rubbed her head, and looked like she was exhausted, it was too painful to read this book, especially when there was a lack of knowledge She had been taught calculus by Douglas, but at that time it was only a foundation, and many of them were still hazy, so it was extremely difficult to learn the mathematical principles of the philosophy of magic.
Seeing that Erica began to rub her head, the magicians around her ran over one by one as quickly as cunning, their eyes focused on her face, and their mouths begged: "Erica, it's time to teach us calculus" "What to do with this point" "Spell models are treated like this with calculus" Questions like flies fluttering around Erica's ears made her brain more confused and her mood more irritable.
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But looking at the expression in the eyes of men and women, young and old, her heart softened again, yes, she has a foundation in calculus and can learn by herself while watching, but they don't understand anything, they can only barely look at the description of gravity.
At the same time, she felt a strong sense of pride, there was no shortage of high-level magicians, there were many middle-level mages who usually seemed stronger than herself, but they all had to ask for advice from herself, and even not long ago, Lord Atlante asked her about calculus, which is worthy of an epoch-making progress in the field of mathematics and physics Erica glanced around at everyone's expressions, and suddenly there was a fierce and uncontrollable joy in her heart, after the fall of Aalto, these companions of her were numb and desperate one by one, like undead creatures, but the mathematical principles of magic philosophy book is like a lighthouse in the night, illuminating the darkness, dispelling despair, and making them all full of a little hope, it's not that magic is not strong enough, it's just that we haven't done enough before and our understanding of this world is still too far behind If hope is not extinguished, the inheritance of magic will never end The corners of Erica's mouth quietly hooked, and she began to blissfully trouble, explaining calculus to her companions.
At this time, a magician flew in and asked the teacher who was mixed in the crowd for advice: "Mr.
Vice President, there is a high-ranking magician named Fernando who asked for an audience in the deep mountain hut, and he has passed the investigation and asked him not to come in."
Before the vice president could answer, Erica stood up suddenly: "Mr.
Fernando, he's very good at calculus" That's what Mr.
Douglas said Most magicians don't yet know that Douglas has risen to the rank of legend.
"What is very good at calculus" Before the words were finished, the magicians in the valley disappeared and rushed out, leaving only the mage who reported the news to look at Erica blankly
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