Chapter 863: Magic Weapon (Page 1/1)

"Brag, there's no one in this world who has mastered such a powerful transfiguration!" the Troll Warrior was convinced that the upside-down castle he had seen with his own eyes was the real Wick Castle, and that Alfie was just grandstanding.

"It's not metamorphosis at all, it's the pinnacle of mechanical engineering. Alfie scoffed at Zambit's senseless insistence.

"Mechanical engineering!, you just said that those giant hands weren't mechanical creatures!" the Troll Warrior retorted with Alfie's own words.

"Just because it's not a mechanical creation doesn't mean that a castle is a giant and it's not a product of mechanical engineering. Alfie rubbed his brow, he realized that it was definitely not a wise choice to say this to a guy like Zambit.

"Oh~I see, do you want to attribute this to that mechanical engineering genius Augusta?" the Troll Warrior sneered, "Anyway, you'll only attribute some unexplained things to that genius, and you won't be able to produce any strong evidence at all." ”

"Dear Troll Warrior, aren't you afraid of being punished for repeatedly provoking the powerful men of the world?" Alfie sighed, reminding Zambit not to forget the tragic experience that he had unbearable.

"I didn't provoke the great Bavarian Grand Duke, I'm just questioning you!" Zambit looked around for a while, and after not noticing the gathering of thunderclouds, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"No, you're actually questioning Kenobi's greatness, and—you're forgetting the person standing behind you...... closest to Kenobi," Alfie said as he looked at Zambit pityingly.

"What do you mean......" After Zambit was reminded, he quickly peeked at Rebecca, and suddenly found that something was wrong - a gorgeous firebird appeared in Rebecca's hand and was staring at him viciously.

"Wow~ Rebecca, you listen to my explanation! It's definitely not like Alfie said!" Zambit was stared at by the firebird and his scalp was numb, and he begged for mercy. Rebecca had already advanced to the Holy Realm, and with the blessing of the four series of trapped dragon arrays, even a guy like Zambit who didn't know anything about magic could feel the amazing power contained in the firebird's petite body.

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Rebecca scolded, and the firebird in her hand let out a clear chirp and pounced on Zambit like lightning.

"Wow! I don't want to be roasted!" the Troll Warrior screamed, and ran towards the depths of the elemental dragon's body, he could clearly feel the Firebird chasing after him not far behind, and the few hairs he had left had begun to scorch and curl under the blazing heat emitted by the Firebird......

"It's finally quiet. Thank you, Rebecca. Seeing Zambit turn a corner and disappear from sight, Alfie said heartily.

"This rapper is annoying!" Rebecca said angrily.

"Now you can explain to us why Wickoborg has become the way it is. Catherine asked with interest.

"Miss Catherine, you probably don't know that a long, long time ago, the Grand Duke of Bavaria, Augusta, made a deal with Count Draculal, and he offered the Count a way to restore the castle......" Alfie cleared his throat and recounted the combination of Defensive Heart One with the castle, partly from Cross and partly from Serente.

"So the reason why Wick Fort has been able to recover from a ruin to its former appearance, in addition to the Heart of Defense No. 1 core, is more dependent on the energy generated by your breakthrough?" Catherine asked with a look of amazement, this method of restoration was simply amazing, she was sure that those city lords would like to come to such a set in every castle.

"As long as there is enough energy, Wickobaut can be said to be immortal. Alfie understood what Catherine meant.

"If the Count had been wise enough, he should not have made this deal with the Grand Duke of Bavaria. Leni sneered, "Even if Wickoborg completes its restoration with the help of our energy, what can it do, and now it has not become the most powerful weapon in Serent's hands?

"That's right. Alfie looked at Lenny with an appreciative look on her face and said, "The Count's biggest mistake was to leave the future of the castle in the hands of someone he didn't know. ”

"I'm afraid he was also forced to be helpless at that time. Fred the Great mobilized the forces of the whole empire to attack, and if the count did not want to break the net, it was wisest to fake his death and steal his life. Coughllen, who had been pretending to be deaf and dumb, interjected coldly.

"If it were me, I'd rather destroy the castle than let the core of the castle merge with the core of Heart of Defense One. Alfie shook his head, "It's too risky to open the castle to such an uncontrollable power—and the Count has learned enough lessons from it. ”

"By the way, where has the Count gone, don't you want to reclaim his lair?" asked Koco suddenly.

"It's not that I don't want to, but I can't!" Alfie smiled, "If I'm not mistaken, the Count should be hiding in the upside-down castle in the whirlpool." ”

"What is he doing there?" was bewildered by almost all of them.

"Continental Law. "Coughren unravels the mystery in a surprise way.

"What do you mean?" everyone was puzzled, even Alfie.

"There's no need to hide it from you now. The Blood Clan is actually a branch of the Demon Race, and the reason why they were not kicked out of the space of the Iliad Continent by the laws of the continent is entirely because Fort Wico shielded the demon aura on their bodies. "Since ancient times, people have been right, but there has been no strong evidence, because no one would have thought that Wyckburg would be a magic weapon comparable to the Twelve Movements of Creation, and as long as the connection between the Bloods and Wycoburg was not severed, the laws of the continent would not work on them." ”

"You mean that because Celent took control of Wickeborg and severed the connection between Wickeborg and the Earl, Wickorburg no longer shielded the Count's demon aura, so the Count was kicked out of this space by Continental Law?" Alfie asked.

"Theoretically, that's the reason. Coughren said cautiously. Nothing like this had ever happened in history, and he could not tell what the Count was in at the moment.

"This must be the Bloodline's greatest secret, how can you know it? Don't tell me it's the work of the oracle again. Alfie asked, skeptically. He had a faint guess in his heart, was the Holy See's plan that had lasted for thousands of years aimed at this secret of the Blood Clan?

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