Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel? - Vol 12 Chapter 162

A list was placed in front of Guilliman, almost making him giddy. The names written in High Gothic were so complicated that Guilliman had to admit that he was a complete layman in the field and could only guess what kind of public they were based on their names.

“…Portable single-soldier destroyer, and this compressed personal magic protection shield.” His fingers slid on the blue light curtain in front of him, and he quickly chose two that he liked the most. interested. “Can you introduce me?”

“Of course.” The center of the circle said mechanically. “Please stand a little further away.”

Guilliman did as he was told, a blue light flashed, and two peculiar devices appeared in front of him, floating in mid-air. One of them was only about the size of a brooch, and the black round shape was inconspicuous at all. The other is designed as a silver suitcase, not big, and the surface is exuding light.

The black circular device the size of a brooch floated out, and the mechanical sound of the center of the array sounded.

“The compressed personal magic shield is very simple to use, just carry it on your body and press it. If you hear a light click, accompanied by a blue magic light, it means the activation is successful.”

“The built-in has two fixed magic protection formations, which can be condensed into a magic shield that is enough to resist the attacks of five standard units, including mental attacks. It can be used while moving or running, or it can be used by a team of more than five people to synthesize it. The protective enchantment will increase the defense a lot, but it is not yet time to test the specific performance of the group shield.”

Guilliman reached for the brooch and pressed it lightly with his fingers. With a light click, the magic power spilled out, the device in his hand disappeared, and the dark blue circular shield wrapped his whole body. Steve walked over, and inevitably touched the shield with his hand out of curiosity, and the feedback was quite hard.

Guilliman did the same, punching the inside with a punch that pierced the dark blue barrier with ease. Guilliman raised his eyebrows with interest.

Sure enough, the introduction of the center of the magic circle continued.

“The compressed personal magic shield can be stopped freely in order to save energy. After the shield is activated, it is connected to the spirit and can be stopped with a single movement of the user’s mind.”

“At the same time, it can shoot from the inside out. In the captain’s vision, he also designed another shield for snipers, which can greatly enhance the power of their ammunition. But it is not perfect at present. In addition, Note that the shield doesn’t consume energy and can last forever if you’re not attacked.”

“The personal magic shield has a charging function, and the captain has designed more than 30 charging methods. Kinetic energy, lasers, psionic energy and even psychic shocks can charge the shield, but they cannot withstand more than five standard units in an instant. Hierarchical attacks. It’s very important to keep in mind.”

“Standard unit? What is the benchmark for this standard unit?” Steve asked the question that Guilliman wanted to ask, and he raised his hand as if he was a student in class.

“Please wait.”

The humming of the center of the circle began to intensify, and Guilliman and Steve couldn’t help squinting at that moment, and they both felt a slight tingling. Then, a huge fireball fell from the sky, making a newly restored building in the complex once again become a ruin.

A complete ruin, with flames raging on it. The extremely high-strength alloy was blown to a pulp, and the hot air rushed towards him. Steve narrowed his eyes and began to instinctively evaluate the power of this huge fireball.

“The ‘basic’ fireball technique was improved by a nineteenth-century mage. The one just demonstrated is the most primitive version. The shield can withstand up to five such bombardments. Please use this as a standard to calculate.”

Guilliman’s expression slowly became very intriguing.

It is no exaggeration to say that the existence value of this thing has exceeded his imagination. The meaning of the existence of this magic shield is no longer tactical use, but in a strategic sense, it really gives the Astartes the possibility of tearing apart the local mechanized troops physically… No, wait , the idea is wrong.

A flash of lightning flashed through his mind – if mass production was carried out at the expense of reducing the ability to resist attacks, wouldn’t it be possible to equip the Astral Army? Once this kind of thing can be mass-produced and expanded to the entire army…what does that mean?

His arms began to tremble slightly, and his mind was full of thoughts.

The emperor is above.

After a long time, he slowly said: “…This, compressed personal magic shield, can it be mass-produced?”

“sure.”

The answer from the center of the circle made Guilliman couldn’t help showing a very bright smile.

“Actually, Mr. Guilliman, as early as the beginning of the design, the captain was designing for mass production. However, the energy supply of the Revenge is currently very short, and our manufacturing line is making a large batch of hand-held repair pattern arrays. .And also responsible for keeping the engines running and scanning the whole Terra. If you want to do mass production, the Vengeance needs a lot of energy.”

“That’s fine.” Guilliman waved his hand decisively. “No problem at all. What energy is needed? How much?”

“Unfortunately, scanned. Divine Terra’s current energies are not sufficient to replenish the Vengeance to a level capable of mass-producing compressed personal magic shields. The Vengeance is a standard, magic-powered starship. .The built-in magic power engine is designed by the captain himself, and he is usually responsible for the main charging.”

The cold words from the center of the magic circle made him sigh, magic… What kind of energy is this? How does it feel to be more spiritual than spiritual?

Guilliman raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. This kind of problem was a headache, but it was not impossible to solve. Just wait until He Shenyan wakes up from sleep, and then…

He pursed his lips, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and turned to ask, “So, what about the portable single-soldier destroyer?”

“Let me try this, Robert.”

Steve stepped forward and took Guilliman’s job—no soldier can’t be curious about new weapons, and no soldier can stop their thirst for better weapons.

He reached out and caught the silver suitcase that was floating in the air. However, just after touching its surface, the silver metal turned into some kind of flowing substance, and climbed up along his arms, forming silver arm armors on both hands. Nothing special either.

“Uh…would you mind explaining how to use this thing, Array Center?”

Steve tried to wave his hand towards the ceiling. It seemed that his right hand was slightly larger. The palm of his hand lit up with a silver brilliance, and a blazing white light beam shot out and was about to touch the ceiling. was stopped. The blue light of Mohu emerged from around it, and then, the mechanical sound of the center of the magic circle sounded.

“Please don’t do this again… The portable individual destroyer is still an experimental prototype and has not been perfected. Its firing mechanism is very similar, and it can be fired by gestures and words. Hastily Swinging your arms wildly can lead to some unintended consequences.”

Steve swallowed, his hands resting on his waist, and he suddenly became nervous. Guilliman turned his head sideways, as if to hide his smile.

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He Shenyan was dreaming.

To be precise, he was observing something through his dreams.

Dreams have been a mysterious dimension to mankind since ancient times. Few people can truly understand what dreams mean, and for mages, dreams have changed from an unpredictable and uncontrollable fantasy to a place that they can fully control.

‘Whispering in a Dream’, this is the name of the spell He Shenyan is using now. Created by an unnamed mage, it has been perfected by later generations, and eventually became a very… strange spell.

It allows a mage to control his mind and will in his sleep, while taking advantage of the unpredictability of dreams to observe things that are not normally seen when awake – in other words, to become a madman in the dream , to see the world in the eyes of a madman.

Normal people definitely don’t want to know how madmen see the world in their eyes. Maybe some people will be interested, but usually they are just scratching their heads. There is no definite reason why He Shenyan did this.

He just wanted to do it.

In the dream, He Shenyan was sitting bored on a pure white chair. There is nothing around, the drab, dull white is the only view you can observe. Time and space lose their meaning here. After all, this is just a person’s dream. As we all know, dreams do not need to be logical.

He snapped his fingers casually, and a mirror glowing with water appeared in front of him. The mirror was full of waves, He Shenyan gently blew at the mirror, and the water faded away in an instant, revealing the covered island. It’s full of skeletons and octopuses. They use stout tentacles to pose skeletons in strange poses.

It appears to be some text.

The mage carefully observed the words and remembered them firmly. Although he didn’t know what the words meant at all.

The next second, the mirror shattered. Skeletons and octopuses came into the pure white space. A larger octopus stared at him with its insane eyes, and it didn’t take a while for it to speak.

“We have seen you, Mage,” it said. “We met you a long, long time ago. But we can’t remember. Why?”

“I’m sure I have no impression of you at all.” He Shenyan answered calmly while sitting in a chair. “If I see this scene, I will definitely be impressed.”

Octopus looked at him, as if to confirm that what he said was true or false. After a while, the octopus moved away from the skeleton beneath it. The poor skeleton turned into ashes after the creature left. Its tentacles moved like it was on the bottom of the sea, and it brought the octopus to He Shenyan.

“You didn’t lie, we believed you. But we didn’t lie either.”

“How do I know if you’re lying?”

“We didn’t lie,” the octopus repeated. “We don’t lie to mages.”

“Oh?” He Shenyan became interested. “The mage in your words is referring to me, or our group?”

“you.”

Many scars suddenly appeared on the red skin of the octopus, like the marks left by a sword. Some have healed, but some are still bleeding. One of its tentacles lifted slightly, as if expressing its dissatisfaction, and danced in the air.

“You said we couldn’t lie to you again, and we agreed.”

As if responding to its words, the rest of the octopuses also danced their tentacles, and for a while, the scene became very exaggerated. He Shenyan laughed dumbly—this was indeed something he could do.

But the problem is… this is a dream.

And it is a dream under the control of whispering in the dream. Although it is not surprising that he can see anything, as soon as he comes up, an octopus who says he has seen himself comes directly…

He Shenyan lay back, the white chair turned into an armchair, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com allowed him to lie down comfortably. The sky changed from pure white to a blue sky in an instant.

Just ignore those octopuses and skeletons.

The octopus crawled and came to his side: “A long time ago, we had exchanges with many mages.”

“What are you?”

“Invisible things,” the octopus replied. “We can be anything.”

“It can also be the image of an octopus lying on a skeleton now?” He Shenyan said with a smile.

“Yes. There are only a few people who can communicate with us, and you are one of them. But you are so cranky that we don’t like you very much.”

“What did I do to make you dislike me?”

“You have destroyed many worlds…” Octopus’s tone became a little frightened. “We don’t like the sight of life dying, but you seem to like it, you’ve been killing all kinds of lives, in all kinds of ways.”

It stared at He Shenyan, who was listening with interest, and his tone suddenly stopped: “No-no, you don’t seem to be him. Are you?”

“First of all, I can be sure of one thing. I have never seen you, and I have not destroyed as many worlds as you say. But maybe, who knows? The world is so vast that there may be a universe in which I’m a natural born killer.”

“Blue Gourd Sword Fairy”

As if he had lost all interest, He Shenyan clapped his hands, and the whispering in the dream was over. He returned to his deep sleep again, and his body was repairing little by little. The restless magic and psionic energy are gradually calming down, as is the damage to the soul.

…but, the words that the octopus said were still circling in his heart.

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