Chapter 365 It’s Broken, I Have a Clone!

Ah? Ah, yes, yes, yes. Rorschach quickly responded to the chief mage's great guess with a resolute expression: "I don't understand what you are saying."

"Hehe, only the guild is still so loose and slow, thinking it is above everything. Intelligence officers like you are also reckless and carrying outdated information."

Don't scold, don't scold. Rorschach broke free from the tentacles and patted his clothes: "Thank you for the chief's guidance."

"Go away, tell your. The Senate of the Arcane Law, tell those scholars in the tower: Times have changed!"

Let me go now? Rorschach bowed to the other party, glanced at the confused Richard, and quickly left the wreckage of the airship, disappearing in the fire and smoke.

"Teacher, you let him go now?" Richard felt that the matter was too bizarre, and was shocked to the point of being numb.

"It's meaningless to destroy him or keep him." Soran's momentum suddenly collapsed, and his body surface began to show decayed patches. He lifted up the loose robe and drove the tentacles to remove the steel fragments embedded in his body.

The chief explained to the student and the mustache: "During the conversation, I carefully observed the other party again. He is not a living person at all, but a clone created based on the remains."

It makes sense that the other party is not a living person and is not afraid of his necromancy.

"The existence of our secret weapon has been exposed, but this is expected."

The first atomic bomb can be kept secret, but when it lands and raises a mushroom cloud, the world will be shocked. If you want to hide it, your strength will not allow it.

The same is true for the magic-forbidden device. The chief has this confidence: "In principle, as long as the device is successfully operated, it cannot be countered. It can not only offset divine arts and magic, but also create a short magic vacuum in the future, which is enough to be fatal.

"So what we have to do well in the future is offense and defense, to prevent others from destroying the device. But I don't think there is any need to worry too much. The magic guild may soon fall apart. "

In fact, there is another concern that Soran did not say: Although the clone's soul is weak, it has abundant magic power. When the blue light emerges, Soran vaguely feels that it can restrain his magic just like the power of order and light.

I am afraid that this clone belongs to the great wizard! If the opponent's main body senses that the clone is destroyed and tears through space, I am afraid that I will not be able to defeat it.

Who could it be? Feuerbach is a madman, but not so out of tune. He is a crazy guy with a stern face all day long. Kober? Yes, it must be that old and childish man. Guy! The style of doing things is exactly the same, and the spells he cast are also very similar to the style of the natural system.

After the logic loop was closed and the IQ occupied the depression, the thoughts of the great wizard Soran became much clearer. He used part of the negative energy collected by the "Well of Remains" to heal himself, and part of it to fill the "well's building materials".

The remains swelled up, and Soran drove them to the middle of the airship, exploding one after another, completely shattering the remains of the device and making it impossible to distinguish the structure.

"Recover the precious materials inside, and install the other devices on the train later." The chief ordered, patting the mustache on the shoulder: "Well done, I will report to His Majesty and emphasize your contribution."

The mustache wizard was very excited: "It's all thanks to His Majesty Soran's cultivation!"

"You can't say that, we all work for the empire, and it was His Majesty the Emperor who cultivated you. "

After that, he led the students out of the airship.

Walking on the road, Soran rarely spoke to Richard like an elder: "You have seen it just now. With your character and ability, you are not suitable to inherit my true talent.

"To be honest, I don't want to see my friend's grandson take my own path.

"You just study the spells I taught you in the past diligently, which is enough to protect yourself and the country on the battlefield."

He looked at the majestic and towering city of Andorila and said lightly: "You go back to the camp to rest, I have other things to deal with."

"Yes, teacher."

Joseph Rorschach had a harder and harder time walking. He had no blood and flesh to replenish, and the microorganisms in his body gradually entered a dormant state.

"We have to contact the main body. "Rorschach began to think about how to reestablish the connection. In the original spell, after the connection is cut off, the clone must either return to the original body, the soul must leave the substitute and return, or rebuild the bridge of the double magic circle. In short, it must go back.

But I am afraid that this body cannot fight back. The athletic ability is far inferior to that of the earth substitute. It is not enough for him to create another transmutation dust and carbohydrate supply.

"In case of accidents, we must first contact the original body and transfer the precious memories. Then consider the matter of soul reunification. "

Rorschach began to try. He drew a circuit on the ground and stood in the middle of a magic circle. The center of the other magic circle had no substitute or original body, but a "benzene ring" rune.

Then he found a bucket of water, released the remains of dead microorganisms from his fingertips and mixed them, and poured them on the magic circle.

The simple, rustic magic circle was charged and started, and the target on the other side pointed to the totem, and the totem began to echo with the original body again.

"Hmm? "The original Xia, who was negotiating the construction period with the contractor, sensed something and stopped working.

The leather-clad dwarf Johnson saw confused, surprised, and distorted expressions appear on the face of the young wizard one by one, and finally he suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Oh no, I have become a clone!"

Joseph Rorschach improved the original spell and reconnected with the original body remotely, so he is now the caster, and the original body, which is in a passive receiving connection, is naturally placed in the position of the original substitute.

"We are friends, we are family! It's no big deal." After Joseph Rorschach transferred his memories, he decisively cut off the connection and ended the relationship of the anti-Tian Gang.

When the sun was about to set, Joseph used his scrapped spear as a crutch and walked back to the empire with difficulty. He slowly climbed a small hill with lush vegetation.

The clone cleared a piece of open space and used [Stone Shaping] to make a "Joseph Mueller" stone tablet and placed it.

Then, Joseph grabbed an unknown bird and held it in front of the stone tablet.

The mucus with broken crystals gradually flowed out of his fingertips, wrapping the struggling little creature. The bird had a wise look, and Joseph finally rested.

The bird flew up and flapped its wings, and Joseph's body ignited flames. When no microorganisms survived, the bird flapped again, the soil and rocks moved, and a small mound of earth appeared.

Finally, it brought a grass seed, and a small flower quickly grew under the stimulation of blue light and fell in front of the tomb.

At this point, the three spells were the current limit of the clone, and the choice of birds as a new carrier was also due to its low consumption and high mobility.

"Flying Bird Xia" hibernated almost all of its intelligence and spread its wings. Like a dove returning to its nest, it flew to Bayern with its biological instincts and vague beliefs.

The small stone tablet under the tree was engraved with: "Joseph Mueller, Imperial Army, Second Class Private of the Fifth Legion of Marin, died in the Battle of Andorella at the age of 22."

This was all Rorschach could do for this soldier after he had used him.