"But if that's the case, there's still a question that can't be explained!" Ziegler's brow furrowed suddenly, "why are the buildings in another area so messy?

"After all, it's just a guess, and it doesn't require all the conditions to be matched...... Stay here and don't move!" With that, Cervantes stepped forward, startling the others.

Ziegler shouted even more urgently: "Cervantes, what do you want to do?"

He hurriedly followed the footsteps of the black dragon, and grabbed the black dragon's left arm with some annoyance, "Do you know what you are going to do?"

The Tharing may still be so immersed in calculations that he doesn't have the leisure to pay attention to them, and even if he wanted to know what the Tharing was calculating, Ziegler wanted to be able to find out in other ways, because whatever the Taling was calculating was definitely a very important question, and the answer to that question, he wanted to know!

Whatever the question was, he wanted to know the answer!

"Do you know that if it were Serena, she would be like me, wanting to know what the answer is, because she is a mage like me!" Ziegler said as he glared at the black dragon and gritted his teeth.

"I'm sober!"

Cervantes was not surprised by the red dragon, who rarely showed anger, and glanced coldly at Ziegler, "I know exactly what I'm doing! First of all, we don't know how long that tower has been calculating and how long it will take to calculate, second, we don't know if that tower spirit can really calculate the final answer, and whether that answer is correct, and finally, we have come here, maybe the heads of two dragons are better suited for calculations than the heads of these arcanists!"

With that, he shook off Ziegler's hand, and Ziegler only hesitated for Cervantes to stand in front of the furnace.

If it was really as they had guessed, then the furnace standing in front of him now was probably not a magic furnace, but an 'elemental furnace' that used elemental annihilation to generate magical power.

According to what he had learned from Serena, it was impossible for such a huge research institute to be hidden in the Alien Plane for a long time with only one Magic Furnace, even the latest model of Magic Furnace, so this furnace must be an 'Elemental Furnace' now.

The annihilation of elements can produce a huge amount of energy, which can be seen in the application of the 'mass-energy conversion formula', when two elements with opposite properties collide under the influence of an external force, they will annihilate each other.

It is the most difficult thing to open a channel connecting the elemental boundaries for a long time in a huge furnace, and to limit the direction of elemental activity and control the huge amount of energy generated by annihilation, even though many mages know how the elemental furnace works, but none of them can solve these problems.

If he can bring this furnace back, how much more can he advance the magic technology of the world of Assatom?

Cervantes pondered in his mind as he looked up at the spirit floating in mid-air.

He considered the wording, although their current identity was 'invaders', but this was also someone's territory, as a reasonable black dragon, he should be polite.

"Are you the Taling here?" Cervantes whispered, "answer my question!"

He waited for a moment, but received no response, and by this time, Ziegler had already walked up to his side, frowning at the spirit.

It stands to reason that even if this spirit was now immersed in calculations, it should have had the strength to respond to Cervantes, but now it was motionless, not even the slightest reaction.

"Not quite right...... Ziegler whispered to the black dragon.

If they leave now, maybe nothing will happen, because the spirit has not awakened and should not stop them from leaving, and once Cervantes wakes it up, then maybe a battle will break out.

Ziegler had some hard time imagining how he could defeat a tower with the support of an elemental furnace.

There are so many books lying quietly on the ground now, and there must be a lot of magic books among them, even if that tower spirit doesn't know any spells, he can probably defeat them with a 'magic outpour'.

However, they will not be able to return empty-handed when they come here!

Even if the two were not related, Cervantes wanted to move the things back here, and Ziegler knew what he was thinking from the very beginning of his operation.

They are not philanthropists, and even though they usually show a good personality when dealing with people, they are always 'evil dragons', and that has never changed.

'Robbing others' is nothing in their eyes, most of the dragon's wealth is stolen from others, even if it is a metal dragon, in addition to the gold dragon and the silver dragon, other dragon species may also use 'deception' to defraud others of their money, maybe it is just a joke for them, but it has been proven that dragons are not a good thing.

An elemental furnace appeared in front of Cervantes, and he must have wanted to snatch it back, and Ziegler thought that if the spirit didn't reply, the black dragon would be about to do it.

After all, this black dragon has always been quite short-tempered.

Just as Ziegler had thought, a little impatience gradually appeared on Cervantes' face.

"Come here!"

Suddenly, he turned around and called out to the team members, "Put these books back for me, and tell me when you're done!"

Then he set his sights on the spirit again, and Ziegler knew that it was all over.

Sighing helplessly, Ziegler used the [Mage's Hand] to pick up the books from the ground and put them in his storage bag.

Anyway, he can't stop Cervantes from doing next, so it's better to bring these books back, they are also books from the Arcane Empire, and they still have some value.

The thief didn't go away, the goose passed the voice, he was originally an evil dragon, what's wrong with grabbing something?

Although the members of the team were a little frightened, since the lord had already ordered them like this, and he had been standing there and could protect them, he obediently acted according to the lord's orders.

Cervantes had a cold face, tired of waiting.

It's not a battle of life and death, he doesn't need forbearance and scheming, and now there is only one tower spirit in this research institute who can stand in front of him, even if this tower spirit has the support of an elemental furnace, but so what?

The number of books is far beyond everyone's imagination, but it is also understandable that after all, it is the collection of several large libraries, and it is impossible to reduce the number of books.

In a short period of time, it was impossible to tell which books were valuable and which were not, so most of the books had to be taken away, except for a very few that were already badly damaged.

But there are so many books here that even if you put all the water in your other pockets and fill your backpack and storage bag with books, there are still many books that have not been touched.

However, Cervantes couldn't wait!

"Cervantes, you wait—"

Boom!

Before Ziegler could finish his words, the black dragon picked up a glass jar beside him and threw it to the ground.

The jar shattered suddenly, and the splashes of nutrient solution and glass shards smashed against the metal shelves, making a few more crunching sounds.

A big foot stepped on the white flower's brain, and the brain suddenly shattered, and the spirit floating in the air suddenly opened its eyes.

Ziegler took back what he had left unfinished and prepared for battle.

This black dragon is really reckless!

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