Roddy, who had been nonchalant just a moment ago, had now completely reverted to his true nature as a player. Even his eyes were faintly emitting a green light. He continued to search and found some more wands. However, because they were too old, the Magic Crystal embedded in them had long since lost any elemental power. They were dim and looked like ordinary crystals.
"Phoenix Wood?"
He knocked on it. The interface showed that the wand was "damaged." Roddy could only think of taking this precious wood back and use it. Even if he could take it down and make it into a chair, it was an antique after all!
After rummaging through the armory, Rody continued his search. There were not many things stored in the underground vault of the Imperial Family that had survived for seven hundred years. However, those that could still be used were all good things. Rody looked left and right and finally found an entrance that led deeper into the vault.
He continued to walk down. It was obvious that no one had come here after the war. There was only a thick layer of dust on the ground. There were not even footprints. The light from the ring shone in. What he saw was a large circular room. There were hundreds of neatly shaped stones on the ground.
Roddy walked closer and wiped them with his hand. Then he swallowed hard.
[Cone Shaped Charging Crystal] (Not charged)
Use: Release energy to maintain the operation of the magic circle.
Special for the High Elves' Royal Arcane Defense Magic Circle.
It turned out to be the legendary Recharging Crystal?!
Roddy could no longer hide his surprise. He stood rooted to the ground as if he had been electrocuted.
The existence of the Charging Crystal was like "alien technology" to the current human beings. Although its essence was simple — to put it bluntly, it was a "man-made Magic Crystal" — its significance was terrifying. In Roddy's modern view, its significance was no less than "alternating current" replacing "direct current"!
Magic Crystal was known to all. Like snowflakes, there were never two identical pieces. As the energy supply for the magic circle, the more uneven the Magic Crystal, the less effective the magic circle would be. Therefore, high-level magic circles had high requirements for the quality of the Magic Crystal. The more uniform the volume, purity, and capacity of the Magic Crystal, the more powerful the magic circle would be.
However, naturally occurring Magic Crystal would always greatly reduce the effectiveness of high-level magic circles. Therefore, the High Elves invented the Charging Crystal, which could increase the "elemental efficiency" of the magic circle from 13-18% to 95-99%!
This leap was a generational one. Its significance to the High Elves was almost equivalent to the improvement of the steam engine to the "Industrial Revolution."
Rody knew about these things because something similar had been 'unearthed' in the Cullen Kingdom in 593. These crystals had directly shaken the magic academic world and caused a revolution among the 'spellcasters'.
The discussion on the forum lasted for three or four months. Even Roddy, who did not understand "Arcana", could remember the waves caused by the Charging Crystal. However, he did not expect that he would discover this legendary item five years in advance!
After the surprise, Roddy calmed down. Although the Charging Crystal was a bluff, it did not have much effect on him.
Nobody knew how to charge the crystal. Therefore, the biggest value of the Charging Crystal was that it could directly disrupt the basic theories of the magic circle. The Charging Crystal's existence could, at most, cause an event similar to the impact of the Theory of Relativity on Newtonian Classical Mechanics in the academic circle. It might cause a stir in the academic circle, but for the illiterate Kingdom of Karen, it would not have much effect.
This was not necessarily a good thing. If it was not handled properly, it might do more harm than good. However, for Rody, the existence of this thing was a 'trump card' that no one could have thought of. He thought for a moment and decided to seal it up. He would only use it when it was useful.
After searching for a while, Brody returned to the 'Records Room'. Unsurprisingly, he had already figured out his only way out. Therefore, he did not beat around the bush and straightforwardly made a request for cooperation with Rody.
"There's a lot to talk about. Let's go back to the village and discuss it slowly."
Roddy said to Brody with a smile. Leaving the team that was moving the books, they left the ruins and returned to Elsa's Village with a team of six. However, they had not gone far when they sensed something strange in the forest.
"It's a pack of wolves."
Brody raised his eyebrows and made a clear judgment. However, as the village chief with a team of guards, he was not afraid of the wolves in the forest at all.
"It's indeed a pack of wolves, but … it's not just a pack of wolves."
Roddy concentrated for a moment. With his "environmental sensitivity", he seemed to have confirmed something. Then, he stepped forward and said softly, "It seems that … the cooperation between the wood elves and humans can begin now."
*****
"Buffon, put me down … If this goes on, both of us will be finished."
"I still have strength. Hold on a little longer!"
"I can't hold on any longer … Put me down. I have a lot of meat. I think I can help you hold on a little longer …"
"Fatty, don't talk nonsense. I said I'll bring you out, so I'll definitely bring you out!"
In the forest, a skinny guy was carrying a fatty who was twice his size and walking quickly. Behind them, a few shadows could be vaguely seen.
The wolves had been following them for a day and a night.
Both of them were dressed as mercenaries. Coincidentally, they were the members of the "Iron Horse Mercenary Group" that Akasha was in.
There were a total of eight people in the "Iron Horse Mercenary Group". When the Beast Tide came, Akasha, who stayed behind to guard the camp, escaped. The six people who were hunting outside were also injured and almost all of them were wiped out.
Fortunately, two of the six people survived in the end. To be precise, it was "one and a half". Fatty Henry was knocked away by an elk. His left leg was broken and his internal organs were injured. The skinny Buffon was the only one who was still fighting. When the Beast Tide was small, he did not abandon the injured Henry. Instead, he carried him all the way until now.
The two of them returned to the camp with a glimmer of hope. In the end, they only saw a mess and a shapeless corpse. So they were very clear about one fact: The "Iron Horse Mercenary Group" in Kiger Town had probably reached its end.
As veteran mercenaries, Buffon and Henry were already numb to death. In this line of work, they had to learn to face death at any time. At the same time, they had to learn to "give up" … For Buffon, death could be indifferent, but he could not abandon his comrades.
Even though Fatty Harry had asked him to leave him behind countless times, Buffon still carried him so far with all his might. Even after encountering a pack of wolves, Buffon still did not abandon him … Two brothers in this world, Buffon's temperament was like this.
"Buffon, put me down. Let's take a break."
"Walk a little more … We're almost out."
"I have something to say. Really, don't continue walking."
Buffon couldn't persuade Fatty, so he squatted down and put him down. However, he did not expect that once he was on the ground, Henry immediately waved his hand and said, "This time … I'm afraid it's really not possible."
After that, he coughed violently and spat out two mouthfuls of dark red blood. This was the result of internal injuries. He did not die after such a long time. It could only be said that his life was too tough.
But so what if his life was tough? Right now, it was still a dead end.
"Those wolves are no match for me. As long as you hold on, we can get out of here! When we return to Giger Town, even if your legs are broken, we can still make a living. After ten years, no matter what, we can still make a living! "
Buffon tried hard to encourage Fatty. Although his tone was relaxed, his fists were clenched tightly. This was because the footsteps of the wolves in the distance were approaching, and they did not hide their cold killing intent.
This was a pack of wolves, not stray dogs. Not to mention a pack, even one wolf was enough to give Buffon a hard time. He was thin and had advanced to Level 1 "Thief". Speaking of which, he did not have any attack power at all. The reason why this pack of wolves chased for a day and a night was entirely because Fatty had brought a lot of potions to drive away wild beasts. The potions with the smell of high-level creatures delayed the wolves' pursuit. But now that the potions were used up, he was afraid that he really could not get out.
Everyone was afraid of death, but for his brother, Buffon was willing to risk his life. He stood up and pulled out his sword. He said bluntly, "Wait for me to kill this group of beasts, then I will continue to bring you out!"
It had to be said that the danger of the Silent Forest was too high for ordinary mercenaries. The average size of this pack of wolves was about the same as a calf. Just looking at them was enough to scare people. But Buffon had no choice at this time. He could only clench the sword in his hand, clench his teeth, and take a defensive posture.
Nine Headed Wolves! It seems that this time, I really can't escape.
Although the scene was scary, Buffon's tempered tenacity made him not lose the desire to live. Just when he was ready to take the initiative to attack and fight with the wolves, a sentence suddenly appeared in their ears.
"Are you two mercenaries from Giger Town?"
Buffon and Henry, whose nerves were already tense, immediately shivered!
Buffon suddenly turned his head, and only then did he realize that a figure had suddenly appeared next to the big tree beside him. The other party seemed to have been standing here for a long time, but he did not notice it at all!
Because of this, there was some commotion in the surrounding wolves. It seemed that they were surprised and afraid of the enemy who suddenly appeared.
This ability to hide their presence made the two mercenaries' hair stand up. But the situation was urgent, and the two of them did not know what the other party was here for. Buffon slightly raised his short sword and was ready to respond at any time.
As for Roddy's question, Buffon did not answer. His mind was in a mess because the wolves in the distance were ready to pounce!
But Roddy did not care about the intentions of the wolves. He simply stood there with his left hand holding the short bow casually, as if he did not see the wolves at all.
Looking at the two people in front of him, one fat and one skinny, Roddy's heart was slightly moved. In the game, he had seen too many so-called "brothers". For a piece of equipment, for a fight for a mission, for a woman, there were too many to count. So much so that when others said, "Brother, let me tell you," Roddy would reply with a disgusted face, "Who is your brother?"
However, the two mercenaries that he met this time were really different.
To put it bluntly, the "friendship" and "loyalty" in the game and the real world were two different things. In the game, "death" did not exist, and the courage to not leave and abandon was really hard to find.
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