It was a good thing to have someone who was at the same level as him, or even better than him. At least he didn't have to think about many problems by himself.
The matter of shooting with his feet was easily solved. However, Fen also raised another question, which was difficult for a certain otaku to answer. What was the point of shooting with his feet?
It couldn't be said that the original version's fighting posture was gorgeous. The way he raised his long legs to hit the enemy in the air made a certain perverted turtle unable to extricate himself. So, he hoped to see a certain former demon king with the same good figure reenact all that.
However, Lin was no longer a rookie who stayed in school and didn't know the slightest bit about society. He had personally fought and rolled between life and death. He clearly knew that people who were too pretentious or just wanted to show off usually didn't end well. As long as one was careless, opening an opening and taking a few hits would be considered lucky. It was very common to lose one's life.
Leaving one's feet off the ground and losing mobility was a very stupid action in battle, unless there was a more efficient way of moving than one's feet. For example, flying or spider-like prosthetics.
It was impossible to evaluate the pros and cons of this matter in a short time. Moreover, with different conditions, different moves could be created. Who could guarantee that if one's feet were also equipped with magic guns, they wouldn't be able to give the enemy a fierce blow when they least expected it? So, the two tacitly put aside the discussion of this matter for the time being.
The advancement of miniature magic arrays was a topic that was both familiar and unfamiliar to the former demon king. It was familiar because it wasn't that she hadn't studied the relevant knowledge; it was unfamiliar because that knowledge wasn't used on artifacts. If the ideas in her head were transplanted, the wise Lich couldn't guarantee that the same results would be obtained.
The dwarves and elves had an unparalleled advantage in magic equipment in the Maze World. But they had more methods, how to engrave the magic they wanted to add onto the surface of the weapon. It could be special paint, or it could be carved and filled in with magic materials. No matter what method it was, it was still magic in the bones. It hadn't changed.
So, a topic like miniature magic arrays had no predecessors to learn from, and no master could ask for advice. He could only follow the former Demon King, who had similar experiences, and cross the river by feeling the stones.
"So, what did you use the concept of a miniature magic array for before? Tell me about it for reference. "Lin asked naturally. He wanted to know about any possibility, any result that could be used as a reference.
Fen, on the other hand, was carefree and did not hesitate at all. She directly said, "Think of a way to get it on my bones. Otherwise, where do you think my bones came from? This body of mine is the result of over a hundred years of using my own spirit blood. "
When Lin heard this, he choked for a moment and was speechless for a long time. After a while, he asked again, "How did you carve it?"
"I'm a Lich. Take it down, fix it, and put it back. His skull was a little more troublesome. He had to eject his soul and use [Spirit Vision] to control his body before he could operate on his own head. This part took me the longest time. "
… As expected, he wasn't an ordinary person. He didn't do ordinary things. Ordinary people would not be able to learn this self-upgrading technique even if they wanted to.
He ignored the difficult technique because the miniature magic arrays that Fen had experienced were carved on a living body. The biggest difference between a living body and an object was that the living body had the compensation of magical power and authority. Just like the Chinese medicine on Earth said, the five viscera and six bowels were separated into the five elements. All kinds of medical theories revolved around this foundation.
Similarly, the Lich, who had reached the pinnacle of exploring the secrets of the human body, had vast knowledge in this area that Lin could not imagine. When she heard someone talk about the various concepts of Chinese medicine on Earth, Fen felt like she should have met him sooner. There were many principles that could only be figured out at the end when one took a wrong path. Unfortunately, if he wanted to change it back, it would be even more difficult than practicing it all over again.
However, Lin still decided to put this part of the problem aside and focus on the four magic guns. Magic materials carried the flow of magical power and authority. According to a certain set of mysterious rules, they formed magic effects. However, the materials themselves did not have any compensation for the magic. Every step of the process depended on the spellcaster or maker's painstaking efforts and continuous experiments to find the best combination of effects.
At this time, the computerized Magic Tower came in handy again. As a top student from Earth, how could he forget such a great weapon like computer simulation? Also, as long as the simulation effect was different from the actual result, it meant that there were still areas that he had overlooked, and he could find out more targeted factors that needed to be taken into consideration.
This was also the research that he had been working on for days without sleep or food. However, there was a saying that didn't go that far. When a man and a woman work together, the work would be less tiring. In the research lab, it was one of his dreams to have a beautiful researcher who was pleasing to the eye. Unfortunately, in the godforsaken place that he had lived in, those who could study for doctorates and above in the lab were all …
Don't say it. Don't say it. Because it would be hurtful if he said it.
Maybe it was because the image of the beauty had occupied all his time when he was studying and thinking about random things. So, when Lin came back to himself, he realized that he had done so many things. He also realized that if the Magic Tower was the concept of a large circuit board, then the miniature magic arrays were the frontline of the wafer manufacturing process.
Damn it! He was good at astronomy and physics. Why did it feel like after he came to the maze and entered the Magic Tower, he was developing toward the field of information technology? Now that he was playing with this thing, he was planning to push himself onto the path of an electrical engineering major.
In the Tower of the Great Sage, all kinds of magic research and third-circle apprentice-level magic practice were in full swing. Danger had quietly arrived.
There was no moon tonight. Although the stars were bright, if there were no torches or oil lamps, it would be pitch-black. The town outside the Magic Tower wasn't so prosperous that people couldn't sleep at night. As soon as the sun went down, the residents would start to pack up their work for the day and go home to have a good rest.
Of course, this was only on the surface. In private, all kinds of espionage activities and information exchanges depended on the time of night. And people who were used to walking in the dark easily followed the instructions of their superiors or carried out their own plans step by step.
In addition, there was also indescribable danger in the dark.
In the forest around the Tower of the Great Sage during the day, there were two major magic beasts, Gray Hoofs and White Nose, guarding the forest. No other creature could challenge the two dogs' position. Therefore, magic beasts with some intelligence and strength left to seek a living in other places.
However, the forest at night recently was a little different. It wasn't the group of dark nobles that came to cause trouble, but the residents from the Abyss. They came through the gap opened by someone and followed the scent of temptation hidden in the depths of their souls.
Because the gap had just opened and was extremely unstable, its scale was, of course, quite small. Therefore, only those little demons who lived at the bottom, who were even less than cannon fodder, risked passing through the gap in order to find food to fill their stomachs.
The abyssal creatures that came to the maze world were not like fish in water. On the contrary, because of the mutual rejection between the two worlds, these weak existences appeared even weaker. There were even some individuals who became weak because of the process of passing through the gap in space and being tortured by the conversion of particles. After coming to the maze world, they were immediately suppressed by the world's will on this side and lost their lives.
Individuals who were lucky enough to survive usually didn't live for long. All kinds of discomfort would make them easily nourished by the wild beasts in the forest and become a creature of this side of the world, improving their own nutrition. Although this improvement would bring them closer to the Abyss.
Because of this, most of these individuals who came from the dangerous world did not leave any obvious evidence, and the parts that were left were not enough to make people think. This kind of danger was once again ignored by others.
Occasionally, there were those who were extremely lucky and had the talent to grow, and could quickly adapt to all kinds of difficulties. These little demons could obtain energy from the creatures in the maze and obtain the possibility of surviving in this side of the world.
At first, they would nourish some insects and small mammals, and then hide themselves during the day. Just a while ago, these few lucky ones had grown to the point where they ran to the vicinity of the town to nourish the poultry outside.
These creatures that lived at the bottom of the Abyss did not have enough intelligence, and of course, they would not have any elegant dining etiquette. After making a mess of the chicken coop, he walked away. They didn't consider whether doing so would expose their whereabouts at all. That was to say, they didn't have the brains to understand the stakes in this.
When the little demon, who was addicted to the taste of meat, spied on the chicken coop the next day, it still thought that it was still a predator. And what was easier to kill than creatures that were raised in captivity and had no ability to resist? So when the urge to eat and the feeling of hunger filled its little head, it no longer hesitated and prepared to take action.
But the moment it jumped out of the dark corner, a hard object pierced through its neck and nailed it firmly to the ground. It couldn't shout, and could only make gurgling sounds. But this was more of the sound of blood foam gushing out of its throat. It was powerless and kept grabbing the spear that nailed it. Unfortunately, everything was in vain, and its life was also quickly fading away.
Compared to these low-level little demons, the person hiding in the depths of the darkness walked out. The light in the eyes of the otherworld creature that was hunted quickly disappeared, just like the large string of trophies in his hand.
He pulled out the spear that was nailed to the ground, but let the little demon's corpse hang on it. His other hand grabbed five or six long tails, dragging otherworld creatures that had also lost their lives. He looked at the corpse hanging on the spear and said with a mocking tone, "This should be the last one. I'm sorry, before the Abyss Gate is big enough, I can't let you appear in front of others and give the Tower Master any hints. Anyway, you're so weak and won't be useful on the battlefield of attacking the tower, so return to the Abyss in peace and go to hell. "
The man said to himself.
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
