"What is this?" Sun Fei Earth Inquiry as he took the four nameless scrolls, which were clearly different from the [ Scroll of Town Portal ] and [ Scroll of Identify ].
"My latest research result with Akara is a terrifying Scroll of Confinement..." Cain Man Kane explained proudly, saying that this scroll was created after studying the ever-changing magical runes on the pale yellow walls of this mysterious stone chamber and the magic circles on the five stone lamps previously used to bind [ the Demon King's Wisdom ]. Although it is still slightly unstable, it has an unparalleled binding ability. Each scroll can activate an invisible circular cage of dark light, powerful enough to bind even a highly skilled expert.
"Hehe, I'm afraid that even you, Lord Sun Fei, will be trapped inside and unable to get out for a whole day." Speaking of the power of this kind of Scroll of Confinement, Aunt Akara and Uncle Cain couldn't hide their smugness.
Sun Fei nodded with some skepticism. "So, the effect of the Dark Light Cage can only last for one day?"
"This is just our initial research result. The lower the strength of the imprisoned person, the longer the imprisonment time... We are still carrying out later improvements. If we have enough time, we might be able to develop an enhanced version of the Scroll of Confinement that can even imprison Sun-Rank Venerable in your World of Light. Moreover, its usage is very simple. Just input a small amount of Magic Power into it and lock onto the target through Spiritual Power..." Seeing Sun Fei's doubt about the power of the Scroll of Confinement, Grandpa Cain immediately explained with a glare and a puff of his beard.
His Majesty the King nodded.
Although Uncle Cain and Aunt Akara did not possess particularly strong martial arts skills, their abilities in 'scientific research and innovation' were truly extraordinary. They were practically like Sun Fei's 'high-tech research lab,' constantly providing Sun Fei with powerful and incredible 'high-tech products.'
The famous saying from his past life, "Science and technology are the primary productive forces," also applies to the magical civilization of the Azeroth Continent. Having two national treasure-level magical research fanatics is truly better than having an invincible army. Sun Fei believes that magical civilization and technological civilization have some commonalities. The mechanical and technological achievements of his past life should be able to be reproduced in the way of magical civilization. In the future, there will be many more areas where we will have to rely on these two "great scientists."
"Thank you both for your hard work during this time." After clearing his mind, Sun Fei was no longer so impatient. Seeing that Uncle Cain and Aunt Akara looked a little tired from their recent research, he felt a pang of apology and said a few words of thanks.
"It's good that you know how hard we work, hmph!" Old Cain blew on his beard, then chuckled, "But this is what interests us. Exploring the great and profound mysteries of magic is my lifelong dream." As he spoke, the white-bearded old man made an expression of utter rapture.
The nun nodded repeatedly. The ideas that occasionally popped into Sun Fei's mind always gave them a sense of sudden enlightenment. A casual remark he made would always open up a new path to magic for them. Although what he concocted were just some harmless gadgets, they were clearly more in line with the two Old Man's ideas.
"By the way, Lord Sun Fei, the first phase of construction in Chambord City has been completed. We've modified the original reconstruction plan based on some wondrous records in [ The Demon King's Wisdom ]. I'm sure you'll be quite surprised when you see Chambord City again." Old Man Cain chuckled, seemingly remembering something, and invited Sun Fei to return to Chambord City sometime to see the reconstruction results.
"I'll be going back soon," Sun Fei nodded, then, remembering something, tentatively asked, "I have an idea..."
Uncle Cain and Aunt Akara held their breath, waiting for what was to come.
Every time Sun Fei said, "I have an idea," it usually meant the emergence of a new and interesting magical research topic that had never been heard of before. For magical research fanatics like them, such a topic was nothing short of a feast.
"Could we extend those small Teleport arrays from [ Rogue Encampment ] to the World of Light? Since these directional Teleport can be perfectly implemented in the Diablo World, they should also be able to be implemented in the World of Light. As long as we can successfully replicate them, my army can appear anywhere at any time, without fear of any siege..."
In fact, Sun Fei had been thinking about the issue of the Diablo World's magical Teleport array, especially recently. With the development of the situation in the Ajax war zone, he felt the importance of realizing this idea more and more. If such a long-distance Teleport magic array could really be replicated in the real world, it would be a great weapon in war. The army could move freely between Twin Flag City and [ Death Castle ], and could also use the Teleport to Teleport food and supplies, so that they would no longer have to worry about being besieged by an increasing number of Ajax troops and falling into a predicament where transportation was cut off and supplies could not be maintained.
"This... those dozens of magical Teleport in the camp and across the Rogue Continent are relics from ancient times. We can only make do with them for now. Some of the magic array diagrams and Teleport principles are extremely profound and difficult to decipher. Moreover, the relevant books and magic array diagrams have been mostly lost, and some knowledge of magical civilizations has been lost to the dust of history. Building Teleport that provides shade is extremely difficult." Old Man Cain's expression turned serious as he stroked his white beard and pondered, "However, we just discovered a lot of interesting information in [ The Demon King's Wisdom ]. If we can obtain another book called [ The Demon King's Martial Power ], referring to some of the records there, there should be an 80% chance of building a similar Teleport."
"Okay, I understand." Sun Fei nodded, knowing that such things couldn't be forced. He chatted with the two for a while longer before opening Teleport and leaving the mysterious stone chamber.
He needed to try diving into the boundless waters beneath Twin Flag City as soon as possible to see if he could enter the mysterious underwater complex and find the [ God and Demon Altar ] to Cleansing the corrupted [ Worldstone ] and save the lives of his two lovers.
The Sun was setting in the west, at the Ajax camp.
The group of powerful individuals from the Great Snow Mountain consisted of twelve people. In addition to the unfathomably powerful [ Snow Mountain Hermit ] in red robes and two Moon Class experts, Murdoch and Doni, there were also six Nine-Star Class experts and three attendant warriors whose strength was roughly between Seven-Star Class and Eight-Star Class. The group set up a quiet area in the camp, erected dozens of tents, and stayed there temporarily.
After arranging everything in the Barracks, Prince Fairenton at the small camp in the Great Snow Mountain, entered the largest tent, and paid his respects to his master.
"Master." Although he was a prince, Fairenton was very respectful in front of the man in red robes, not daring to be negligent in the slightest, and knelt on one knee to greet him.
"Rise," the man in red robes nodded slightly. The mist swirling around his face finally dissipated, revealing a handsome man who appeared to be in his early twenties. He possessed strikingly handsome features, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. A deep red mole between his brows added to his imposing and noble air. The man's eyes were like lightning, containing a wisdom that seemed to have seen through the vicissitudes of life. He looked Fairenton up and down, sighed softly, and said, "Your martial arts progress has slowed down."
A look of shame appeared on Fairenton's face.
He spent a year in Amsterdam, the capital city, building his influence and power within the empire while also honing his skills in military command and governance. With his energy scattered, he couldn't dedicate himself to martial arts training as wholeheartedly as he had when he was in the Great Snow Mountain, and his progress naturally slowed down.
However, everyone chooses a different path. Fairenton's interest does not lie in martial arts, and if he were to choose again, he would still do the same.
"Alas, when Emperor Chivu sent someone to summon you down the mountain, I was reluctant. Of my twelve disciples, you have the best talent in martial arts, a talent rarely seen in a century. If you could follow me and dedicate yourself to learning martial arts, you would definitely reach the Moon Class within thirty years, and even the Great Sun Class level within a hundred years is highly possible. However, if you go down the mountain and become engrossed in the trivial matters of the empire's military and political affairs, it will inevitably affect your progress in martial arts, wasting a martial arts prodigy... Alas, it's a pity that you insisted on going down the mountain as soon as you heard your father's Summon. Now it seems that my worries have indeed come true. With your aptitude, you were at the Eight-Star Class level when you went down the mountain, and you should have advanced to the nine-star level a year later. Now you are still stuck at the eight-star level, which is really disappointing."
At this moment, the red-robed [ Snow Mountain Hermit ] was no longer the ruthless and powerful figure who swept across the battlefield with his ruthless giant hand, but had become a strict yet kind teacher who earnestly taught and patiently advised others.
Inside the tent stood Murdoch and Doni, the fair-skinned, sinister young man who had suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of Sun Fei during the day. When Doni heard the [ Snow Mountain Hermit ] praise Fairenton's aptitude as the best among the twelve disciples, a look of jealousy appeared on Doni face. The [ Snow Mountain Hermit ] saw all of this, but he said nothing, only a fleeting look of disappointment and helplessness appeared in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Ferhen's face showed even more shame. He knelt down respectfully and bowed, sincerely saying, "This disciple has disappointed Master. Please punish me."
Third update.