Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

"A floating fortress? It's a good idea, but we have too few mages."

Seeing the puzzled look in Darius' eyes, Ryan sighed and asked:

"General Darius, how many mages are in your chapter, and how many heroic mages are there."

"Until the moment I came back, the number of mages was 91, originally 94. There were 3 aristocratic cronies under Darkwill who were executed by me. As for the hero level, there was no one." Darius knows a lot. general way.

His immediate chapters are numerous, and even he is in charge of the offense and defense of the entire northern front war.

But after each war, he personally honored each soldier.

Those who survived were given gifts, and those who died were given a burial.

So he knows how many people there are in almost each team.

"91 people, you should understand that it only takes about five weakest hero-level mages to be worth the sum of their magic," Ryan recounted.

Darius nodded, indicating that he understood.

In his eyes, the gap between mage and mage is far more than this.

The weakest mage in his battle group can only release a water ball, which has almost no effect.

And the mage commander under his command worked hard to release fire rain in the cold climate of Freljord. Although the strength was weak, it was not of the same order of magnitude as weak.

"The design of the floating castle is to use it as a whole magic item, with runes engraved on it, so that the magic can spread throughout the castle. The rune magic circle integrates attack, defense, floating, teleportation, and movement."

Of course, in Syndra's original idea, she wanted to use her huge magical power to directly hold the castle to fly.

But in his view, this is simply a waste of magic power.

"The current floating castle is only a semi-finished product. There are 412 runes of various types and 78 non-repetitive runes."

Ryan gave a set of data, and then went on to explain:

"Each rune inscription needs to consume all the magic power of a heroic mage. The magic power can be recovered, but according to the most estimates, it will take a year for the soldiers under General Darius to inscribe these runes. This is just magic power. , does not cover mastery of runes. Only mastery of runes can inscribe them in place."

"What about running costs?" Darius asked.

He didn't give up the idea in his heart that the Freljords had more or less part of their magic.

Letting them build might not work, but if it's built by an empire, their use is what matters.

"It's not just consumption, but the perception of runes." Syndra said coldly.

If it is only mana consumption, in the case of maintaining the daily lift, only 5 hero-level mages need to be drained.

But in order to maintain the operation of runes, you must first understand enough runes.

Even now she is unable to open the entire rune formation. Some of them, only Ryan can control. It was as if after Ryan's arrival, the tower of the castle radiated aqua blue light.

"The current technology has yet to be perfected, it's just a primitive application. But if you study it in the future, it should be able to spread to the entire empire, which will take time." Ryan said.

At present, although the operation of the floating castle relies on runes, it is more dependent on the huge consumption of magic.

If he and Syndra can penetrate most of the runes, they can compile a more effective and universal rune arrangement, which can greatly reduce the consumption and increase the power.

It can only be said that the time left for him is too short.

Five years have passed since the Battle of Presidian, thanks to the rune of 'Gathering Storm', he has several times the magic power of the past.

The more magic power, the more runes that can be connected in a single cast, and the stronger the magic power.

But he can now clearly feel that in the more powerful realm, the way magic works is completely different.

It is like a flying god, the same attack, the same magic power, but the essence is different.

The magic power can only increase the battery life at most, and he also needs a way to soar to achieve qualitative change...

"Everything, for the Empire!"

After discussing some trivial matters, Swain's solemn words marked the end of the meeting.

Except for the Darius brothers, the rest dissipated in place in various ways.

"Brother, do you think it's too late for me to specialize in magic?" Draven looked envious.

Magic, seems to be more useful than their axes.

It can also disappear with a 'swish', and it can also float the castle.

When he becomes a mage, he will float the arena and give each gladiator a glorious title:

Saint Seiya of the sky!

"If you have time to think wildly, it's better to kill a few more people for the empire. Every talent has its place."

Darius gave him a sidelong glance, picked up the axe, and walked out.

He remembered certain ceremonies in the Frejord that enabled man to possess magic.

Maybe it's worth a try!

At night, the immortal fortress is brightly lit.

Crows danced on the streets where nobles lived, croaking and roaming in the night sky with outstretched wings. It seems to be patrolling, and it seems to be confirming something.

Armed with a variety of weapons, Trifali's soldiers faithfully guarded key points to prevent unrest during the night.

The front hall of the Zaafan's old house.

"Are we going to give them allegiance? Lady Faceless."

An extremely charming voice sounded from the darkness, and a perfect carcass without any flaws loomed in the moonlight.

In the mansion without a trace of light, a cluster of fire suddenly lit up, illuminating LeBlanc's pale face.

Facing the figure in front of her with an excellent figure and a beautiful appearance, she said calmly:

"Elise, we have the same goal as them. And the black rose, always blooms in the dark."

"Tomorrow will be a feast of crows nearby, and the blood will be woven into a huge cobweb that will devour all Trifali's disobedient."

Elise's seductive red lips curled upward, allowing a spider to crawl on her slender white fingertips.

"What do you think? Elise. Do you want to appear in the Council tomorrow, or help me go to the Shadow Isles again."

LeBlanc had an elegant smile on her face, waiting for the answer in a questioning tone.

It was a choice, but she didn't care which side the other party would choose.

"The Council of Trifaris... Maybe the web will no longer bind me, and I'll consider making a way out for myself. Come on, what's my goal?"

"Any magic item related to the soul, it doesn't matter what it is. I will arrange a boat to go there tomorrow morning, and your trip will be smooth." LeBlanc's voice became illusory.

"Yeah...it doesn't matter..."

Elise sighed lightly, and the only candle in the room went out.

Her figure was hidden in the dark again, and her voice became soft, even silent.