Heritage foundry

Chapter 235 Armed with Origin Energy: Thunder Faith

The crops in Eagle's Nest are ripe for another season, and in the endless sea of ​​golden rice, Zhou Mo's secret military factory is in full swing.

Two metal rods with a length of 15 meters were carried by two knights respectively, and placed next to a [-] square meter secret silver metal base.

On the metal base, countless ancient secret texts are engraved on it. If there is a knowledgeable source energy foundry, it can be seen that this ancient secret text is the longest among all the types of communication lightning power, and it is also the most effective. Best one ever.

On the base, there is a middle body that is full of the beauty of metal edges and corners. On the middle body, the smooth lines of energy lines form a wonderful thunder pattern.

This is the result of Zhou Mogen's preparation for more than a month based on the knowledge of Master Quinn and the experience of his hometown.

Zhou Mo called it the thunder inscription pattern, which greatly increased the power of the thunder energy.

Above it is a complex and exquisite setting, Zhou Mo is standing on it, the clear water between his brows shimmers slightly.

The metal rods against the shoulders of the two knights were rolled up by the water light out of thin air, and then precisely stuck on the mechanism, connecting with the entire source energy arm.

"Everyone back off!" Zhou Mo shouted loudly.

The crusaders left immediately.

Zhou Mo took a deep breath, stepped lightly on his foot, and ditched the source energy to activate the source energy weapon.

The ancient secret texts on the secret silver base light up one by one from top to bottom, and bright blue-purple brilliance fills each ancient secret text.

Countless tiny electric arcs flickered frantically on the Mithril base, and the sound of thunder and lightning made the surrounding air slightly smelly.

It's a long story, but in fact, it's only an instant, and the round base of secret silver has been enveloped by blue-purple light.

The next moment, a trace of pure purple was introduced into the energy lines on Zhong's body.

At the beginning, there was only a little purple brilliance flowing in the source energy veins, but in just an instant, the purple brilliance that had been amplified by the source energy veins had turned into two streams of pure purple light, which were stored in the exquisite device under Zhou Mo's feet. Put on brilliance.

In Zhou Mo's right hand, an extremely sharp circular metal piece that has been ground around it is constantly flipping between his fingers. On the front and back sides, there is a miniature pattern of origin energy engraved on each.

The two origin energy patterns are the basic origin energy patterns developed by Zhou Mo himself.

A space-breaking, the effect is to repel the air with the source energy. After charging, it can ignore the air resistance.

One suspended in the air has the effect of counteracting the gravitational force of the earth. After being charged, it can be suspended regardless of the gravitational force of the earth.

Bowing slightly, he put the round metal piece into the center of the two metal rods. Zhou Mo took a deep breath, straightened up, and stood on the source energy arm, suddenly a little dazed.

In a month's time, Zhou Mo almost entered a state of madness, designing and casting this source energy weapon day and night. On the eve of the completion of this work, Zhou Mo suddenly discovered that he had not prepared the experimental target in advance.

With a slightly embarrassed expression, Zhou Mo flew up from the source energy arm, and looked around to see if there were any eye-catching targets that could be used as experiments.

Suddenly, Zhou Mo, who was floating in mid-air, suddenly came to his senses. With his current mind sensing range, he was completely unable to use the ultra-long-range strike ability of this origin energy weapon.

"unwise!"

Sighing secretly, Zhou Mo fell from the sky, turned off the source energy arm, and watched the blue-purple light on the source energy arm dim, Zhou Mo shook his head slightly, and said to himself:
"Do you still want to catch two extraordinary bats?"

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In the imperial capital, the fair face of the little princess turned pink because of excitement. The sound of the music on the stage, between the cadence and the seemingly endless sound of the horn, completely described the invasion of the northern blood clan.

The knights marched bravely, the civilians were slaughtered by the undead, and they were reduced to blood rations.

Suddenly, the musician's baton suddenly stopped, and the sound of all instruments stopped, only the sound of the horn was loud.

Amidst the sound of the horn, everything was silent.

The musician turned around, without a smile on his face, bowed slightly to the audience, and walked off the stage in silence.

It wasn't until the back of the musician disappeared that the sound of the high-pitched horn gradually faded away.

The audience was silent, as silent as the empty northern land!

The audience was silent, the VIPs in the box were silent, and the band on the stage was silent.

Then, unknown to whom, he opened his mouth and said:
"Third King, hey, shame on your ancestors!"

This sentence seemed to be an introduction, which exploded the silent auditorium.

"The royal family is incompetent, the three kings are incompetent, are the extraordinary beings outside the north of the human race eating shit?"

"The first three kings have eyes, and the founding emperor Otto has eyes. He will kill these unworthy descendants!"

"It's still good men from the north. None of the nobles in the north has left the north. This is the strength of my human race!"

"Fart, it's true that most of the northern nobles are good, but it's a joke to say that no one lives in the north. Have you forgotten the down-and-out northern noble who came to the imperial capital these days? Get him out!"

"It's good for those who survived to be driven out, even the refugees in the north are driven to the south, otherwise, hehe, it's not surprising that he was eaten by people!"

"I saw that man at the door just now, leading his group of lame war horses, and I don't know where to go."

Listening to the auditorium that looked like a boiling pot in the ground, the little princess inexplicably remembered the young man who led the lame horse, carried a heavy old box, and had sunshine behind his gloomy eyes when he entered the arena.

At this time, the boss of the underground venue came on stage and shouted loudly:

"Don't talk about state affairs, don't talk about state affairs, everyone!"

After a long while, the ground returned to calm. The boss wiped the sweat from his forehead and said:
"According to the rules of the concert, after each official performance, it is necessary to support newcomers in the music scene. There will be a solo by a newcomer musician, but today, because the theme of the performance is a bit heavy, I did not prepare this! Dear audience, Does anyone want to come on stage and play a song for everyone?"

When the people in the underground thought about it, they understood the reason why the musician didn't prepare for a newcomer to perform. If a newcomer is allowed to perform in such a concert, it would not be support, but mutilation!
At this time, a voice suddenly came from the corner of the venue where there were no seats.

"Can I try?"

A figure covered in vicissitudes, shabby but clean clothes walked out of the shadows, the hair covering half of the face, and the pair of eyes that hid the sun behind the dark clouds.

The little princess recognized this man at a glance. It was the man she saw leading the lame old horse outside the stadium.

The boss frowned slightly when he saw this man. This man is now quite famous in the imperial capital, notorious is not enough to describe it.

Just about to say no, but the musician came out from the backstage, looked at the man, and asked:
"Have you ever been to the front in the North?"

The man was silent for a moment, then put down the box behind his back, opened it, and pulled out the battle armor inside with both hands.

Under the light, the battle armor made of black iron is covered with mottled spots. The abdomen, heart, helmet, and legs have all been penetrated. Looking at the scars on it, they are all with rough edges. It seems to be caused by metal weapons, but it is the characteristic of undead bone weapons.

"From the Great Wall in the north to the outer aristocratic circle of the empire, I have fought against the undead 720 times, beheaded more than 93 undead, and injured [-] times!"

The man's voice was faint, like an ancient well without waves.

The venue fell silent. After a long while, the musician said:

"Very good, you are qualified to perform on stage!"

The boss was anxious when he heard the words, and was about to speak out when he heard the musician say to him:
"If the audience in the audience who have never fought in the north is qualified to perform on stage, why can't he?"

The boss remained silent and gave way to the stage.

(End of this chapter)