Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

In the empty site, there were still a few chaotic footprints left at the door of the half-covered sundry warehouse. After Wells opened the door, a set of metal utensils standing upright and leaning against the wall instantly attracted all his attention. attention.

Those are five double-edged swords and guns that still shone sharply and coldly even in the dark warehouse. Under the smooth metal surface, countless magic symbols unique to goblins are densely arranged.

As an excellent magician with considerable achievements in the field of magic, although Wells is still young, he is definitely well-read and knowledgeable. The effects of these magic symbols can be roughly divided into four parts, positive and negative repulsion fields, and levitation spells. , magic formula, and finally a connection center, which should be able to connect to other external magic formulas.

There is no doubt that this is definitely a genuine murder weapon, which can easily carry out large-scale harvest killings.

It's just a pity that in this era, there is no extra room for any weapon to survive, especially for this kind of specialized killing weapon, the peaceful era is even more tragic.

The murder weapon that was supposed to drink blood on the battlefield can only be reduced to a useless handicraft now. Wells stroked the edge of the sword with his fingertips, and there was a bit of admiration and regret in his eyes.

I am amazed by such a beautiful magic weapon, and I feel sincerely sorry for the dusty sword.

The cold weapon plot that men are born with even makes him have the urge to take away this set of weapons and take them home for collection.

But after hesitating for a while, Wells put the sword back. This time he didn't come to the ground for sightseeing. He has his own responsibilities and tasks, and the mission on his shoulders is not easy.

"You haven't caught up with a good era."

Finally, he glanced at the five sharp swords and guns leaning quietly against the wall, and Wells immediately retracted his gaze and searched in the warehouse again.

It can be seen that this place should have been a stable or a breeding ground. Sawdust and grass stubble were randomly scattered on the ground. The goblins obviously did not take care of this outpost seriously. The beams and corners of the house were covered with dusty cobwebs.

Just after Wells swept away a pile of grass stalks on the ground, two diamond-shaped metal pipes rolled out, making a crisp clanging sound.

Each of the red copper-colored metal pipes is as thick as a child's arm. Although the shape is relatively simple, the material is not ordinary metal that is commonly seen.

Wells picked up the pipe column and observed for a while. He was almost certain that the two metal pipes and the five swords and guns by the wall were different components of the same set of magic weapons.

Since it is a magic weapon, it must be engraved with corresponding magic symbols.

But unlike swords and guns whose magic symbols can be seen directly from the surface, there is no special mark on the metal tube. After careful inspection for a long time, Wells finally found a few faint spell runes inside the nozzle.

"Sure enough, it's really a set, isn't it?"

After confirming the conjecture that the metal pipe is indeed a component of the magic weapon, Wells laughed excitedly. He lightly touched the opening of the pipe with his finger, manipulating the magic catalyst to slowly pour into it.

The moon-song is particularly good at the fine manipulation of magic, and Wells is an expert among them. In his perception, the magic catalyst permeating the air is as sharp and clear as his eyes.

With the continuous influx of elves, the situation inside the metal pipe emerged in Wells' mind little by little, and the more he knew about its interior, the more intense the wonder that rose in Wells' heart.

Unlike the five swords and spears leaning against the wall, the magic runes inside the column did not have so many different types of functions. Except for the floating formula engraved on the bottom, all other positions were covered with high temperature. Generates type of magic runes.

Moreover, the base of these inscriptions is extremely large. The goblins should extend the material of the metal pipe column to the maximum during the forging process. After engraving it with magic runes, the material is beaten back to its original shape. In this way, almost every square centimeter The area is densely covered with magic runes that are much smaller than the tip of a needle.

"Goblins... are they crazy?! With so many high-temperature spells piled up, aren't they afraid of explosion?"

Wells didn't believe that the goblins would do such a stupid thing. As the thirteenth-ranked Moonsong species, he could think clearly about it. It didn't make sense that he was ranked eighth and specialized in mechanical engineering. The goblin species will not understand.

He must have missed something...

After thinking for a moment, Wales suddenly accelerated the speed of pouring the elves into the metal pipe. A large number of magic catalysts piled up and pushed each other, gradually penetrating the inner wall of the metal pipe.

The next moment, Wells suddenly widened his eyes.

"This... this structure... there is such a technology in the world?!"

Under the surface densely packed with countless high-temperature generation techniques, the second layer of magic runes unveiled the mysterious veil.

The magic runes on this layer are also inscribed with the same forging technology, but unlike the high-temperature generation formula on the first layer, the inscriptions on the second layer are all energy condensation runes.

stack forging...

Of course Wells knew this double-structure forging method, but he never thought of combining it with magic, just like the technology of shrinking magic runes by extending the material itself, the two are very important to him They are no strangers to each other, but the combination produced a profound touch that convinced him.

However, since there are already the first and second floors, will there be a third and fourth floor next?

As soon as he thought of it, Wells continued to increase the amount of magic catalyst poured in, and the elf continued to infiltrate layer after layer of material. Finally, when he finally soaked the entire metal pipe column, what he got in total was There are a full twenty-nine layers of stacked forging.

In addition to the high-temperature generation spell on the surface, every layer below it is a repeated energy condensation rune. Wells now has the answer to his previous doubts.

In the metal pipe column, while the high-temperature generation formula accumulated on the surface is operating, the twenty-eight layers of energy condensation runes below it are also operating. After stacking a full twenty-eight times of condensation, the heat has already become stable. But when it is condensed, of course, there is an unexpected danger of collapse and explosion.

"But if you want to use this to trigger an attack, how much magic power does it need to consume..."

Wells made a rough estimate. Based on the calculation of twice the condensation of the same ratio, in order to accumulate the energy in the entire metal pipe string enough to attack, at least billions of units of magic catalysts need to be mobilized. Do it, and launching a saturation attack needs to consume hundreds of billions of billions of times the energy of a basic attack.

As for power...

Carrying the energy attenuation along the way, it should not be difficult to directly penetrate the core of the moon over a distance of hundreds of thousands of kilometers.

"Goblin species..."

The smile on Wells' face faded.

He looked down at the two metal pipes in his hand and the five sharp swords leaning against the wall, and he could almost imagine the scene on the ground last night in his mind.

The goblins were manipulating this weapon, and aimed at the bright red moon hanging high above the sky...

"No vomit!"

The violent rage in his heart caused goosebumps all over Wells' body instantly, and his stomach felt a heart-stopping colic feeling. He threw away the metal pipe column in his hand and leaned against the Bending over the warehouse wall and retching.

He retched very hard, as if he wanted to spit out all his internal organs, violently throbbing blood vessels burst out from his forehead, a cloudy hatred appeared in his black and white eyes, and countless bloodshot eyes climbed to the white of the eyeballs, making him feel sick. His expression became ferocious like a life-threatening ghost.

It took a long time for Wells to stop the strong nausea and want to vomit. He stood up straight while leaning on the wall with difficulty, and walked towards the outside of the warehouse.

Outside the warehouse, the sun has disappeared into the rolling mountains at the end of the horizon at this moment, leaving only the scarlet clouds soaked in the sky like blood.