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Chapter 442

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What was the status of a Magician in Prandal?

This was a very simple but also very complicated question.

A new Magician's Apprentice could become a guest of honor in a noble family, and he could become a vice-captain in any mercenary group. He could eat and drink well, and he didn't need to do any labor. He only needed to make some water at critical times, and before a battle, he could use detection spells to detect the enemy's information, and provide light in dark places. This was basically all he had to do.

Compared to the practical significance, those people cared more about the symbolic significance of a Magician's Apprentice. Our mercenary group can hire a Magician's Apprentice, but you can't. So we're stronger, and employers are more willing to hire us!

Not only that, being able to successfully hire a Magician's Apprentice meant that there was a possibility of getting in touch with a real Magician. This potential significance was even more important.

And a real Magician?

He could easily become a guest of honor sought after by great nobles. Just by relying on the knowledge of the occult in his mind, he could do well in any country and be respected by everyone.

And after mastering spells with real lethality, he could also play a huge role in adventures. Whether as a strategic control expert or as a human cannon, he could play a huge role.

Therefore, almost every force was eager to train a large number of Magicians. But now, almost all Magicians were monopolized by the City of Silver, and only a small number of wild Magicians were outside.

It was worth mentioning that before Jean established the Secret Magic Association of the Star-Moon Tower, Magicians weren't so rare. At that time, the status of Magicians wasn't so high.

It was because Jean recruited all the Magicians to the City of Silver that indirectly raised the value of Magicians.

So now came the question. What did the weapon in Tang En's hand mean?

Even someone who didn't know magic could quickly cast spells with it. This kind of convenient and powerful weapon could destroy the status of all low-level Magicians in society, and also completely change the current situation of war. The power of a single low-level spell wasn't strong, but it couldn't withstand the huge number of spells!

If one fireball couldn't handle it, what about two? If two wasn't enough, what about five?

The iron triangle battle was meaningless. There was nothing in the world that five fireballs couldn't handle!

If the Magicians of the City of Silver found out about this weapon, would they just sit back and do nothing about it?

"Sir Lord!"

Fiona took a deep breath. "Do you really intend to produce such a weapon?!"

In her eyes, there was a mixture of excitement and fear. She knew what this weapon meant to Ellington. She also knew what this weapon meant to the magicians. She also knew what this weapon meant to the world!

If this kind of weapon was leaked out, the lofty status of the sorcerers would no longer be glorious. Even mortals would be able to use mysterious and powerful magic at will. It would only bring about a massacre that would overturn everything!

"I know what you're worried about."

Tang En shook his head and said, "But this kind of thing is inevitable. The pace of development will not stop. We can only face the trouble and solve it. We can't escape before the trouble appears."

Tang En's mood was also very complicated. A powerful weapon that could be mastered at will and popularized in large quantities appeared in this world. Was it good or bad? He didn't know.

But wasn't this what he was supposed to do when he came to this world? Let weak mortals master powerful weapons. When facing the army of Chaos, they could fight to the death. Even if they died, they could still take a bite out of the enemy.

What was he worried about?

What he was worried about was that if they mastered this weapon, would the mortals destroy themselves before the invasion of Chaos?

"But I'm afraid it's difficult to mass produce the Magic Pistol for the time being."

Tang En took out a magic chip and handed it to Fiona. "This magic chip is the core of the Magic Pistol. Even I can't mass produce it now."

Fiona saw the dense magic channels on the small chip and was amazed. "You can compress such a huge magic array to such a small size and still maintain the stability of the magic channels. Your magic array knowledge is unparalleled!"

"It's okay. Not many people have studied it."

Tang En shrugged. Compared to the CPU on Earth, which could easily integrate tens of billions of transistors, this magic array miniaturization technology was nothing.

But …

Tang En suddenly touched his chin. If he could find a way to create a modified version of light sculpting technology, could he also miniaturize the magic array? Using the state of the magic array to replace the switches of the transistors to express 0 and 1 …

No, no. If it was a magic array, it could easily achieve ten different states. That was to say, if there was enough technical support, it was theoretically possible to use the magic array light sculpting technology to create a decimal computer!

However, the light sculpting technology was so simple. It was probably more difficult to find a suitable substrate and processing method. After all, silicon wafers couldn't be used here. Moreover, the industrial foundation of Prandal was very poor, and the magic civilization was not developed enough. They couldn't even be considered a one-legged cripple. They were basically cripples without legs.

And a decimal computer … Was it necessary?

It was meaningless.

Tang En shook his head and put aside this whimsical idea.

"Elijah?!"

At this time, Fiona's exclamation brought Tang En back to reality. When Tang En took a closer look, he was immediately dumbfounded.

The magic chip was in Elijah's left hand, and in the air above her right hand, a miniature replica of the magic array appeared in the air. It was completely condensed by arcane power. Although there was no substrate, every magic channel was very clear. The magic array that he had reconstructed after thinking hard for a few days was completely replicated by Elijah just by touching it …

Tang En felt that his face had been inadvertently slapped by Elijah again.

"Big brother, this is so interesting!"

Elijah said happily. "I feel that the magic channels inside are very smooth, and after injecting magic, it directly forms an ice armor. It's so convenient."

"It's smooth because the carrier material is mithril."

Tang En squeezed out a very reluctant smile. He wanted to cry in his heart.

I'm the savior, right? Why are you, the reincarnation of a goddess, here to join in the fun? Are you here to slap me in the face?

"Elijah can actually analyze the miniature magic array that you drew so easily …"

Fiona's facial muscles twitched a little. Once again, she deeply realized how terrifying Elijah's magic talent was. But now, she was completely envious.

Previously, when Lola used God's Arrival and called Elijah sister, everyone was shocked. But after that, their conversation was in the language of the gods, and no one could understand it at all.

Even so, Fiona and the others could roughly guess Elijah's identity.

The reincarnation of a god.

Competing with a god in magic talent? Fiona admitted that she didn't like to torture herself that much.

In fact, she now had an advantage over most people who practiced magic. After all, at the beginning, Tang En had given her Nola's Blessing Crystal. In the process of continuous effect, her physique and mental strength had been greatly improved. Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to quickly advance from an ignorant layman to the ninth rank of the iron rank in less than half a year.

After returning from the underground world, there were faint signs of her breaking through to the silver rank.

Even in the City of Silver, this kind of cultivation speed could be called a miraculous genius.

However, there were just too many geniuses around Fiona. Lord Tang En, whose magic cultivation was unfathomable, the reincarnation of a goddess Elijah, who was abnormally talented in magic, the petite and cute Elsa, who was invincible and invincible, and the Elemental Lord from the Fire Elemental Realm, Dicarios …

What about the people she met when she went out with Tang En? The legendary hero Eibron, the legendary Elven Queen Izali, the legendary hero Aiguin, and the legendary Dark Elf Queen Lola. The enemies she met were either legendary or demigod …

What kind of genius wouldn't be affected in such an environment? It was already good enough that Fiona didn't completely collapse.

Staring at the magic array in Elijah's hand, he suddenly had an idea.

If Elijah could copy magic arrays so easily, then could it be possible to transfer magic arrays to magical metals through this method? If it was possible, then as long as they could find a way to recreate the method of copying magic arrays, wouldn't they be able to achieve mass production?

"My lord?"

Tang En came back to his senses, "What's the matter?"

Fiona pointed at Elijah, "The magic chip."

Elia was holding the chip and standing on her tiptoes as she handed it to Twain.

Tang En took the chip with a smile and rubbed Elijah's head, letting her close her eyes and moan comfortably.

Tang En rubbed Elijah's head and suddenly remembered something important, "By the way, you said you have something to report to me? What's the matter? "

Fiona was startled and came back to her senses. She hurriedly took out her notebook and said, "I almost forgot when you interrupted me … I just received a report from Elsa that the guards encountered a large number of ragged refugees in the north during their training in the snow. They should have entered Ellington's territory by now, so I wanted to ask for your opinion."

"Refugees?"

Tang En's eyes lit up, "Of course we accept them! We're short of people now! "

"But … aren't you afraid that some of them have ulterior motives?"

"What's there to be afraid of? Van Cleef will find them. Before that, let's accept all of them … By the way, where are they from?"

"Caspar Midburg."

Fiona paused and added, "It was also attacked by the snow disaster and the beast tide."

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