MTL - Red Dragon Roar-Chapter 408 Magical Revolution

Watching the portal gradually close, the two giant dragons then withdrew their gazes.

"Big stupid dragon, do you like that little orc girl just now?"

Irelia looked strange, this guy handed over his dragon veins so casually, I had never seen him so generous before.

"Hey, I can't talk about liking, I'm just a little interested. Just give her a push, and it's up to her to see how far she can reach in the future."

Irelia nodded and said no more.

"Let's go, this should be our destination, let's stroll around this ruins."

Eze took a step forward and stepped down to smash a Felyn into meat sauce.

The difference in life forms between the two is too great, even the talented Fei Lin Mo Kui can't stop the dragon's progress.

As the Dragon King officially set foot on this land, an invisible momentum rippled from him.

Immediately, a large amount of yellow sand was pulled up by an inexplicable force and lined up around, revealing the appearance of the entire city.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and most of the city has been assimilated by yellow sand under the magic effect of Fei Lin's magic sunflower.

The remaining city has long since become fragmented, the streets are broken, the high-rise buildings are toppled, the spaceship has fallen, and the ground is covered with countless cracks.

Yize looked up at the sky, as if seeing this floating city fall in the disaster, like a meteor hitting the earth, and finally fell to pieces.

And this disaster also led to the demise of the entire floating city, which has since been buried in the yellow sand.

However, even after such a long period of time, Yize can still feel the once splendid magical civilization of the Arcane Empire from the ruins of the city.

Magic items can be seen everywhere, rune-based spells can be seen everywhere, magic fills every corner of the city, and the strong magical atmosphere makes Ize amazed.

Constant Brightness, Constant Purification, Constant Living Water, Constant Levitation, Airship, Spaceship…

It is rude to say that the human beings living in this city have almost completely freed their hands, and the convenience measures have been implemented. When all matters can be solved with magic, the people’s happiness index even greatly exceeds that of the current capital of the Dragon Empire.

And that was tens of thousands of years ago...

"Tsk tsk tsk, the Arcane Empire, which is famous across the astral world, has all kinds of achievements." Yize sighed.

Irelia doesn't have the talent of seeing the essence of things at a glance like Ize. Based on the power dragon's almost paranoid love for magic items, from the moment she stepped into the ruins, she left Ize alone to search for treasures.

Ize didn't need to worry about Irelia's comfort. Now in the main material plane, except for a demigod like him, there are too few creatures who can threaten a legendary dragon.

Moreover, even in danger, Eze can use any door to appear beside Irelia in time for protection.

Yize was walking in this arcane ocean. With every step he took, countless luminous patterns began to appear around him. His own magic was resonating with the spell mark of the city!

The elemental magic has become rich, and the combination of rune-based spells is arranged in different sequences. Eze is re-enacting all the remaining spellcasting information of the city at an almost abnormal speed.

The ruins are being lit up by magic, and this ancient city seems to be gradually awakening, exuding a vitality.

Of course, this is just an illusion. The torrent of the long river of time is enough to obliterate anything. Even the once brilliant arcane empire has only left a slightly larger wave in the long river of time.

- Netheril rises rapidly with unimaginable gestures, and then falls to death with unimaginable things.

Not very sad.

And now, almost all magic items have been turned into fossils, rune spells are incomplete, and constant spells are ineffective.

The reason why the light of elemental magic is radiated is that Izai saw some records in his eyes, and he was trying to complete it with his own understanding.

In the end, almost all the magic lines point to the only remaining mage tower.

Yize reduced his size and got in. He looked forward to it here, and he had a hunch that the knowledge and technology he needed could be found here.

If the Core of Mythra is the most representative magical wonder of the Netheril Empire, then the Mage Tower is the research essence of a spellcaster at all times.

This place is equivalent to a database that stores a lot of spell information.

It depicts a large number of constant defensive spells, offensive spells, traps, and hoards of various magic theory books, but unfortunately, the books have long been rotten.

The reason why this mage tower did not collapse and was able to remain intact, it is estimated that it was purely due to the role of defensive spells.

Of course, Yize did not come here to learn the magic of the Arcane Empire, but to study how the core of Mithra could connect to the magic net independently. com and how the huge magic power transmitted through the core of Misera drives the daily operation of the entire floating city.

Eze's careful eyeballs did not miss any corner, and finally found a groove at the top of the mage tower. He took out the core of Misera and put it into it, and the two turned out to be a perfect fit.

Eze carefully poured in a little magic power, and the inner core rune of Mithra's Core instantly lit up.

However, this seems to have caused a chain reaction. The surrounding elemental magic is rushing in, and the countless refined elemental magic is transported to every corner of this city along the lines that were sensed before.

The ground began to vibrate slightly.

Ize's face was weird, and the rune route that was hidden and portrayed originally played the role of "wires". The magic power transformed by the core of Mithra was transported through countless "wires" to activate the corresponding spells, thus driving the entire building. The functioning of the city.

And he also found that by transferring energy in this way, the loss of magic power is extremely low during the transmission process, which is worthy of vigorous promotion.

"Tsk tsk, the ancient Netheril Empire just turned the magic civilization of sci-fi into an industrial revolution, electric lamps made of constant light, tap water made of constant running water, airships equipped with elemental magic... uppercase suits."

After shaking for a long time, the falling floating city was not resurrected after all, the "wire" was broken, and all kinds of constant spells all failed.

But Eze was not disappointed, he had already obtained the technology he wanted from the trajectory of the core of Misera.

The next step is to wait until Warwick finds enough Mythra Stones, and through constant attempts, find the perfect fit. At that time, it will no longer be a dream to release the capital into the sky.

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ps: Good night, babies OvO