Chapter 1438 Not One Person

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The Dispersed Star Bachelor is, as usual, calculating the design draft sent by the Ministry of Industry with his colleagues.

This is a job that seems to never end, but it is surprisingly fulfilling - unlike observing the stars, every result they measure will determine the direction of the design and eventually turn into visible results. . Although he often used the new astronomical telescope to review the starry sky in his spare time, in the past two years, his focus has been increasingly on the Academy of Arithmetic.

The more he counted, the more deeply he felt about His Majesty's words, "Use numbers to describe everything." Astrologers don't know much about manufacturing, but if the curves or line segments depicted by those numbers look very harmonious, the relevant design results will most likely be finalized. There seemed to be some strange connection between the two, and sometimes he couldn't even tell whether it was the creations that determined the numbers, or the numbers that determined the creations.

If you master it to a certain extent, will you be able to determine the characteristics of an unknown object just through a series of numbers and formulas without even needing the physical object?

It is this wonderful association that gives him new expectations every day.

"The calculation result of item 26 is 3475, which is beyond the limit." The assistant carefully pressed a button on the mechanical calculator and reported later.

This thing is a rare item. It was handmade by Her Royal Highness Anna. There were no more than ten units in Neverwinter, and they were basically distributed to the Administration Office and the Academy of Arithmetic.

The Dispersed Star Bachelor nodded and was about to write it down in his notebook when the lights above his head suddenly flickered. The light bulb buzzed, as if something was malfunctioning.

Everyone couldn't help but stop what they were doing and wait for the lighting to return to normal.

"Clang!"

There was a crisp sound from the next room, as if something fell to the ground.

The bachelor frowned. He knew that the ancient witch's important instruments were placed in that room, and he had repeatedly told the apprentice to pay more attention when cleaning. Why was he still so careless?

But what he didn't expect was that the perpetrator quickly rushed out of the room and ran towards him with a panicked look on his face, "Big, big, sir! That skeleton is floating!"

"What?" Bachelor of Dispersion Star raised his eyebrows, walked to the door of the house quickly, and then opened his eyes in surprise.

I saw that the originally closed skeleton was completely spread out, as if it was changing its shape, and a dazzling light bloomed in its center, as if it was waking up from a deep sleep!

How can this be! ?

Only a few people in the Aristocratic Academy know about the existence of carriers-except for the ancient witches who are in the form of sarcomas, no one can use these magical objects. They dug a secret passage under the Arithmetic Academy to house the central carrier. It is precisely because of this that this kind of thing is stored in the Arithmetic Academy.

The light did not last long. After just over ten breaths, the skeleton returned to its closed state and slowly fell to the ground.

"Sir, I just wiped the dust on it with a wet rag, and absolutely didn't do anything else to it!" The apprentice who missed it explained in a panic.

"You have nothing to do here, go out." The Dispersing Star Bachelor pretended to be calm and said.

After the door closed, he took out a special key from his pocket.

That's the only way to get underground.

There is more than one ancient witch in the form of sarcoma, but this one underground is different - it is said that she has no consciousness and only has the ability to answer questions, so she must be chained to prevent accidents. The bachelor is no stranger to her. She has made great contributions in checking the calculation results in the past. However, he has not forgotten Lord Pasha's warning. Once the opponent escapes from trouble, the power of the carrier can easily tear apart anyone who comes close.

He had to make sure that the accident just now was not caused by the other party.

However, what shocked the Mist Star was that the central carrier did not move from its proper position, but instead completely collapsed, with its tentacles twisting and entwining themselves together, without any sign of movement.

It’s over…how could this happen…

Dispersion Star knew the problem was far beyond what he could solve.

He turned around suddenly and ran towards the ground, shouting loudly at the same time, "Come here, go to the castle and inform Lord Shujuan!"

…

The burst of light quickly dissipated, and the gray point lit up and then extinguished within a few seconds, like a short-lived fire.

Failed...?

Celine looked at the net without saying a word. For a moment, she was clearly connected to the magic core, but why didn't the light last?

She originally planned to use the balance mode to connect the two ends, and then let Lady Eleanor analyze the four core instruments, but now her hope seems to have come to nothing.

Even if she wanted to try again, it was difficult for her to concentrate again - the erosion of the mask had gradually affected her sanity.

"Without the support of the sacred stone veins, the network cannot last... It needs magic power to run after all. Otherwise, why do you think I let those magic cores wander outside?" Nasopelle shrugged, "Although I can't understand it, will can. Jia, I accept your soul and knowledge."

"I won't allow it."

Suddenly, a voice that did not belong to either of them suddenly appeared in this space of consciousness.

Celine was stunned. The voice seemed familiar, and the strangeness was mixed with an indescribable sense of familiarity.

She turned around and saw a woman standing quietly behind Nasopelle. Her long hair almost reached her ankles, her eyebrows were as delicate as a painting, and her half-opened gray eyes had a hint of lingering. The laziness with which she went also made her in sharp contrast to the other two and three seats.

"Eleanor...my lord!"

Celine blurted out.

She could hardly believe her eyes! After more than four hundred years, she once again saw the leader of the Federation.

"Are you Celine? I remember your voice. And this guy must be a high-level devil without a doubt..." Eleanor glanced around, "Where is this place? Is it in the new soul container? ?」

"I will tell you everything later, but there is no time to explain now!" Celine said urgently, "Please help me restart those magic cores and drive out this devil! It will be too late if it is later!"

"Haha...hahahaha..." Mask laughed, "I thought you did something, but it turns out you gave me an extra gift! Is this female very strong? It's a pity that I am not an entity, and my fighting ability is here It doesn’t have any effect. As for analyzing the four cores, it’s even more ridiculous. In terms of computing power——”

Halfway through speaking, Nasopele's smile suddenly froze on his face.

It clearly saw that the star vortex above its head was changing. First, a few abrupt light clusters suddenly appeared in it, and then the assimilated area expanded rapidly, as if the water flowing in the opposite direction of the waterfall suppressed the rotation of the star vortex. , and forced it to start rotating in reverse - under the intersection of the two forces, the four cores bloomed with dazzling light again!

The God of Divine Construction, which had regained its lift, entered a state of rapid deceleration, and the diffuse red mist began to shrink inward. The surface of the fog lake, which was already prone to boiling, became crystal-like again, and the soldiers of the First Army in the Ascension Square became even more... They were all pressed to the ground and unable to move.

"Who are you!?" Nasopele said in astonishment, "How could one person understand the structure of the magic cyclone so quickly?"

"It is true that one person cannot do it." Eleanor stretched out her hand above her head, as if touching the magnificent magical scene, "But I am not alone..."

There was a loud bang, the surrounding light was extinguished, the network and other nodes disappeared without a trace, and only the God of Divine Constructing was left in the darkness, still flickering persistently.

Celine realized that the control center where they were located was disconnected from the "net".