Chapter 160 Battle Model
In fact, the dialogue between Joey and Lin Yun is not complicated...
It's just that the information revealed in it is really amazing. It means that a fifth-level ** division will join a ninth-level magician this year. This is ridiculous. Any normal person hears this. In this way, the first reaction is probably to laugh, and then politely praise, this joke is really funny or something.
Fools all know that the gap between a fifth-level magician and a ninth-level wizard can be described as almost infinite. This is no longer a gap that any skill or tactics can make up for. Well, there will be no luck at all in this completely crushing battle...
But now, there are so many normal people standing in the hall of gilded roses, but none of them dare to laugh...
Because it was not someone else who said this, but the owner of the cloud tower, Joey, the star sage known as the strongest titled wizard.
Even Horn, who was the party involved, could only stand there with gritted teeth. Although his face was disapproving, he didn't dare to say a word.
"It seems that you still don't quite believe it..." Joey just smiled when he saw Horn's face.
"Lord Joey..." Probably because of the star sage's smile, Horn finally became a little more courageous. After stammering and hesitating for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth: "It's not that I don't believe you Judgment is just…”
"Okay, you don't need to say it." As a result, Joey waved his hand to interrupt Horn before he even finished listening: "Since you don't believe it, let's take a look. Merlin, come with me. …”
Done. Regardless of Horn's face, he patted Lin Yun on the shoulder. Just found a table and sat down.
"Don't you want to go to Qiyan City?" Lin Yun sat down next to Joey while he was struggling with a bit of luck.
Unfortunately, Joey ignored Lin Yun's struggles. The old man, known as the strongest titled wizard in the kingdom, picked up a stack of manuscript papers from the table, and divided them into two parts in front of Lin Yun. Two: "You're in charge of Horn, and I'm in charge of you."
"Okay..." Lin Yun nodded resignedly, took out a quill pen from his pocket, and started writing on the manuscript paper.
Both Joey and Lin Yun use the Neisser script. With the nib of the quill swiping across, runes and formulas began to appear on the manuscript paper. Breathing, staring intently at the manuscript paper in front of the two of them.
"It turned out to be a battle model!" Khadgar, who was the closest, reacted first, and was startled by his discovery.
For a mage, build combat models for combat analysis. It is almost one of the necessary skills, but usually, this kind of analysis is only partial analysis, at most, it is just the exchange of one or two spells. Because this analysis itself implies countless details and countless possibilities, the calculations involved can be described as almost astronomical.
If a mage can analyze a battle that lasts thirty seconds by building a combat model. It can already be described as a genius among geniuses, even in a place like Auckland. It's enough to make several ** division forces frantically compete.
Moreover, the level of both sides of the battle should not be too high. Once one of the parties exceeds its own level, this analysis will become extremely difficult, not to mention the analysis of the entire battle, even if only one of the spells is exchanged once, there will be inevitable errors due to its lack of level.
But now...
Star sage Joey doesn't matter. As the strongest titled wizard in the kingdom, it's not surprising that he builds a battle model for any mage, but Merlin...
God, Merlin is only a fifth-level ** division now!
How could it be possible to build a battle model for a ninth-level wizard, and Joey just said that this battle will last a full five minutes!
At this time, Khadgar finally understood why the two of them used the Neisser script...
Because, whether it is Lin Yun or Joey, the calculation that will be performed next must be a real astronomical number. This number will be so huge that countless mages feel desperate. If only ordinary magic words are used, Khadgar feels that , the manuscript paper they need will fill the entire hall.
Only the Nesir script, a mixture of Draconic and Elvish, is reputed to be inherently magical, and it is possible to complete this terrifying combat model.
But can Merlin really do it?
After all, he's just a fifth-level ** division...
As Khadgar looked at the manuscript papers covering the table, he showed undisguised concern...
And Horn, who was standing next to Khadgar, had already put away his initial disapproval and began to frown gradually.
At first Horn didn't believe that a fifth-level ** division in his twenties could build a combat model for himself, but looking at it, Horn felt that something was wrong...
Because, with the dozen or so characters and three formulas written on the manuscript paper, a total of seven spells can be combined. These seven spells are exactly the seven choices that I had at that time, but at the moment when the elements were arranged, I chose the python of the wind, and the remaining six spells naturally have no chance to appear...
Horn frowned when he saw this. This is no joke. The remaining six spells have never appeared. Where did this Mafa Merlin guess?
No, no, it's not possible, it must be by chance.
Yes, it must be so!
While using self-comfort to strengthen himself, Horn continued to look down in fear. The quill brush brushed across the manuscript paper. After only a few dozen seconds, Horn's face changed again, because of this paragraph. The words of Neisser are impressively analyzing the several spell choices that he will make after he completes the Python of the Wind. Horn knows it just by looking at it. Each of these spell choices is possible by oneself...
isn't it...
Horn watched, and the cold sweat "tick-tock" fell. Horn would never have dreamed of it if he hadn't seen this manuscript with his own eyes. In the previous battle, a fifth-level ** division had insight into all intentions!
Horn thought about it, and only felt scared for a while. Fortunately, the opponent was only a fifth-level magician. If it was replaced by a ninth-level wizard, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, ninth-level wizard, just a five-level wizard. A level wizard is enough, an opponent who has mastered sixth-level spells. After knowing all of my intentions, it is really too easy to kill myself...
Fortunately, fortunately, the other party is only a fifth-level ** division.
Horn quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but when he raised his head again, he didn't dare to look at Lin Yun's manuscript anymore. Horn was like a thief who was covering his ears and stealing bells, and moved his gaze to Joey's. On the manuscript paper, I hope it can be drawn from the battle model established by this star sage. Find that little bit of self-esteem for yourself...
As a result, Horn's eyes just moved over, and the whole person is completely stupid.
At this time, Joey's battle model is half completed. Horn could clearly see that although he had overwhelming power in this battle, he was from start to finish. In fact, they were all led by a fifth-level ** division, and all of this. It started with that shattered Frost Armor...
It wasn't until this time that Horn finally understood. The shattered Frost Armor can completely turn into a terrifying trap. If Saruman hadn't suddenly appeared, this shattered Frost Armor would have completely plunged him into a quagmire, with overwhelming power but nothing. It was impossible to perform at all, and finally made the battle go in a direction that was completely out of control...
Looking at the Neisser text on the manuscript paper, Horn only felt that the vest was getting colder and cooler, that feeling was as if a poisonous snake was slowly crawling up his back...
The final direction of this battle was something that Horn had never dreamed of, but now, through the battle model of the two, Horn suddenly realized that it was possible for him to die together with a fifth-level ** division. Thinking of this, that one There was finally a trace of fear on the face of the majestic national character...
"By the way, what are you going to do in the end?" Joey's battle model was almost completed, but there was a large blank on the last manuscript, so the star sage knocked on the table, He asked Lin Yun in a negotiating tone.
Lin Yun was not polite. After taking a look at Joey, he took the manuscript paper, picked up the quill in his hand, and wrote down a long paragraph of Neisser characters and magic formulas.
Joey took the manuscript and looked at it for a long time, frowning slightly: "In this case, you need to use at least two psychic magic tools..."
"It's three, Your Excellency Joy."
"..." As soon as Lin Yun said these words, Joey rolled his eyes, and the few next to him almost dropped their chins. Three psychic magic weapons, a fifth-level ** division, actually possessed such a terrifying Net worth? For a while, whether it was Khadgar or Soth, even Munch, who had been worried, looked at Lin Yun again, and his expression changed...
The two completed the battle model one after the other, and after reading the two manuscripts together for a long time, Joey walked to Horn with his hands behind his back.
"Okay, Horn, is there anything else you want to say?"
"No... No..." At this time, Horn's face was no longer bloody, and the fear and fear made him a little lost. Horn didn't even ask why Mafa Merlin's battle model Among them, the power of a fifth-level magician was used several times in the future.
Because Horn knows...
This fifth-level ** division in his twenties is indeed qualified to use this kind of power. This is not something that Horn can deny if he wants to admit it. A combat model can be built in Neisser script and can be completely Analyzing the five-minute battle of a ninth-level wizard, this alone is not something that a fifth-level wizard can tell clearly, let alone a fifth-level wizard, even if Horn is a ninth-level wizard , Ask yourself that they don't have such terrifying computing power. It is not surprising that a mage with such terrifying computing power will burst out with amazing power in battle.
At this time, Horn finally knew why Mr. Joy said that his appearance was to save himself...
It really saved me...
Just like what Mafa Merlin said, in this battle, he may not be able to defeat himself, but he will definitely die in five minutes. This is not a big word, it is just stating a fact!
"Very good..." Joey nodded with a smile.
Then, a stack of manuscript papers smashed into Horn's face...
"Idiot!" The next moment, Joey's long-suppressed anger broke out completely: "You go back to the cloud tower for me now, and ask everyone you know, you collect the bottom layer on the pale plane. Why was the data work suddenly suspended? Let me tell you, if it weren't for Merlin, you wouldn't be able to return to the world of Northrend in ten years. You can't even compare a hundred contributions, you dare to do something to him, do you think I'm dead?"
"Because of him?" Horn has been collecting the underlying data of Fan Ruisen's formula on the Pale Plane for the past two years, but recently, for unknown reasons, he suddenly received an order to suspend work and wait until Horn returns from the Pale Plane. After that, he was placed as the Minister of Magic directly because of his two years of work.
If it is said that his work was suspended because of Marfa Merlin, then isn't his position as Minister of Magic also because of Marfa Merlin?
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A chapter of nearly 4,000 words is used to ask for a monthly pass! (To be continued..)