Chapter Sixty-Five: The First Generation of Magic Engines The Beast Plateau has been a forbidden area for humans since it was occupied by orcs, and it took hundreds of years for the kingdom's agents to figure out how the orcs found them on the endless plateau.
Ancestral Spirit Totem, an even crazier form of magic that evolved from the evil soul spells of Hell, artificially created artificial soul spells that could monitor the earth.
The orcs dedicate the beast and their souls to a giant tree carved with some animal pattern in a bloody and evil way, at first this ordinary wood did not have any magical power, and the soul power stored in the totem would quickly dissipate.
However, as the number of soul dedication rituals increased, the totem pole began to become inhabitable for the soul, and the soul of the orc and the soul of the monster were broken and mixed into the totem pole, eventually forming a completely new soul over time.
This soul is what the orcs usually call the ancestral spirit, the form of the ancestral spirit is the same as the monster drawn on the totem pole, and they also have a certain amount of wisdom, by devouring the soul of the monster and their own people, the ancestral spirit will awaken some magical abilities after growing up, monitor the earth, warn, bless the harvest of crops, make it easier for the female orcs to conceive and give birth, and so on, which are similar to the functions of the immortals in Zhao Yan's previous life.
Kenny is a Kingdom agent who is proud of his work, and he can give his life for His Majesty, and now Kenny feels that he is not far from being loyal to His Majesty.
Although the kingdom agent knows the existence of the ancestral spirit totem, but there has been no effective way to avoid it, so being sent to infiltrate the Beast Plateau has become a mortal mission, but Kenny does not feel angry and sad, as an orphan who grew up in the secret agent army, in his opinion, loyalty to His Majesty is the meaning of his life, and he does not have any people in this world who need to be concerned, so naturally he will not be nostalgic.
Hundreds of agents had died on the Beast Plateau before, but their sacrifice was not meaningless, according to the location of their deaths, the Kingdom agents drew a map of the control area of the orc tribe, and deduced the possible monitoring blind spots of the orc ancestral spirits, and Kenny came with a newly drawn roadmap to try to prove the existence of these blind spots.
Dressed in a camouflage suit made of weeds, Kenny carefully trekked on the plateau, although the altitude was more than three thousand meters at this time, but the discomfort caused by this altitude was just a small meaning for a kingdom agent who had undergone rigorous training since childhood, Kenny had been in the beast plateau for seven days, and he had not seen any orcs yet, but Kenny knew that the orcs were nearby, as long as he deviated from the route, he would be immediately discovered by the orcs, and then cut into pieces and eaten, And what he needed now was to find some valuable information to pass back on before the orcs noticed him.
"It seems that this roadmap is really useful."
Kenny looked at the map in his hand and said that he had gone five hundred kilometers deep into the Beast Plateau, and what he was about to step into would be an area that none of the kingdom's agents had entered, no matter whether he continued to move forward alive or was discovered and killed by the orcs, he could already be recorded in the history of the kingdom's agents.
Kenny climbed a gentle slope with a happy mood, and a huge city appeared on the horizon in the distance, a city built by orcs, a city that was even bigger than the human king, countless chimneys were emitting white smoke, even from a distance of dozens of kilometers Kenny could hear the sound of striking iron, countless orc armies were practicing outside the city, they were wearing steel armor, holding metal weapons in their hands, and they were disciplined, completely subverting the image in Kenny's mind that orcs would only charge savagely.
"Be sure to get this message back on!"
Kenny thought to himself, and immediately reached out to reach out of his arms to take out the recording stone to record the image in front of him, but as soon as his hand touched his clothes, a spear had already pierced his body and protruded from his chest.
"It's these annoying bugs again."
An orc in leather armor walks over and pulls his spear from Kenny.
In his dying state, the last scene Kenny sees is a giant wolf's bloody mouth.
"Haven't you done it yet?"
Zhao Yannian was busy on the workbench at this time, and Randolph, who had just walked in from outside the laboratory, asked Zhao Yannian.
"Well, it'll be fine right away."
Zhao Yannian did not stop the work in his hands, and said without raising his head.
"Three thousand magic circles, that's a great creation."
Randolph praised.
"But it's still not up to the standard I want."
Zhao Yannian shook his head and said.
"Enough is enough, isn't it?
The Supreme Council's urgings have been getting more and more frequent lately," said Randolph as he walked over to the lab table, reaching out and touching the magic array that had just been created.
"I'll try my best, how is the fuselage part going?"
Zhao Yannian pushed his glasses and asked.
"Seventy percent has been completed, and now the magicians are carving the magic circle for the fuselage parts, by the way, the news from the Supreme Council has come that more than six hundred secret agents have died on the Brute Plateau, and His Majesty the King has been forced to stop the reconnaissance operation on the Brute Plateau, and now this matter can only depend on you."
Master Randolph has been helping Zhao Yannian with the research of the magic array since he came to the territory, and with the successive defeats of the kingdom's secret agents, the urging of the Supreme Council has become more and more frequent, and Zhao Yannian and the newly arrived members of the War Armed Research Institute have devoted themselves to the manufacture of high-altitude fighters.
The most convenient and easily obtainable source of power in this world is elemental power, and the magic array that Zhao Yannian asked Master Randolph to create for him is precisely a magic rune at a lower level than magic language, a magic rune that even ordinary people can barely use, and this rune was named the flame rune by Zhao Yannian after it was invented.
The function of the fire rune is simple, it generates fire through magic and forms elemental resonance to attract fire elements in the air to join in.
The simple structure and sheer nature of the Flame Rune gave him extraordinary stability and persistence, and he was not easily disturbed by other magic.
After being transformed into a magic array, the area required to draw the flame runes is less than one square centimeter, and the magic array composed of the flame runes will become the most important part of Zhao Yannian's new generation of engines, alchemy can also do this, but the efficiency of alchemy is obviously not comparable to the magic array, after drawing thousands of flame runes on the metal plate, the power of the flames generated by these magic runes is more powerful and stable than the thrust generated by the flame explosion array used by Zhao Yannian on the magic speed car before.
Early the next morning, in the temporary workshop of the War Arms Research Institute, all the new alchemists and magicians were watching Zhao Yannian maneuver the crane to fix a cylindrical metal object on the metal platform of the workshop.
Although this temporary workshop is said to be improvised, it is not simple, there is no shortage of building materials in Zhao Yannian's territory at present, the ten-meter-high workshop covering an area of 2,000 square meters was built with the help of alchemists in just a few days, and the cement floor was also air-dried at the same time through the power of magic.
As early as the beginning of the workshop, Zhao Yannian had buried four concrete blocks weighing ten tons under the concrete floor, and made a heavy metal platform to place on it.
So today, Zhao Yannian appeared in the workshop, and when he used this platform, everyone stopped what they were doing and surrounded them.
"What is this going on, Lord Grown?"
A magician asked curiously.
"I don't know, maybe it's to experiment with some kind of alchemy machine, but the alchemy of the elder is really powerful, and you don't need to refine it into a formation to directly transform metal objects."
The alchemist beside the magician watched intently as Zhao Yannian fixed the arm-thick steel to the cylindrical machinery as if playing with plasticine.
"Aren't you the same for that?"
The magician, who was not good at alchemy, asked curiously.
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"We must rely on refining into an array, without the increase of refining into an array, our spiritual power can at most bend the steel with the thickness of a thumb."
The alchemist explained, shaking his head.
"I see, the elder seems to be ready to finish."
The magician nodded thoughtfully, and then he found that Zhao Yannian had already installed the cylinder and was driving away the alchemists who had gathered nearby.
"Backwards!
Backwards!
The one over there, if you want to be charred, just keep standing there and watching!
Zhao Yannian drove everyone away while pulling a metal wire and retreating into the distance.
"Alright, here it is, the mage will unleash defensive magic and hawkeye spells on everyone."
Although these alchemists and magicians had only worked for Zhao Yannian for less than half a month, looking at the Randolph Grand Magus standing behind Zhao Yannian, all the magicians did not hesitate and immediately followed Zhao Yannian's order to release defensive magic and eagle eye techniques to everyone.
"Alright, we're about to start testing the first generation of the Magic Guided Power Engine.
This engine is designed to produce fifteen tons, and it can send the pile of metal parts you made up to 30,000 meters in the air, flying at three times the speed of sound.
Zhao Yannian said to the people who were ready.
"Grown-a-smir, how fast is the triple voice?"
An alchemist asked very studiously.
"The speed at which sound travels through the air is about 340 meters per second, and the speed of sound is 3,672 kilometers per hour, which allows you to go anywhere in the world to have dinner with your lover after afternoon tea!"
After Zhao Yannian finished speaking, he pressed the button in his hand suddenly, and the magic engine in the distance began to shoot out dazzling red flames.