Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 82

Li Nuo stood beside the wand in thought, his eyes moved on the magic protective cover, as if he was distinguishing the undead runes on the protective cover.

He raised the rune stick, looked around, and gave a signal that he was about to modify the undead rune, so that the surrounding lieutenants could be mentally prepared.

Captain Murphy said:

"You just need to boldly modify the undead runes. Even if there are mistakes, it doesn't matter if it causes a "death storm". The power of this magic shield is too weak to threaten your life and ours. "

"Yes, sir."

Li Nuo nodded, stretched out the rune stick, and put the contacts on the surface of the magic protective cover.

After drawing more than a dozen lines in succession, a gap opened on the magic protective cover, and black death energy sprayed out from it, which was quickly diluted by the air and disappeared without a trace.

The lieutenants' breathing became heavy, as if they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

Li Nuo put down the rune stick in his hand, and said under the surprised eyes of the lieutenants:

"Report, sir. I only know a small part of the undead runes on this magic protective cover. I have already modified the undead runes I know. I have no arbitrariness in modifying the rest of the undead runes."

"Very good, Jarvis." Captain Murphy covered the metal box, put it back at his feet, and said to the lieutenants on both sides:

"Do you believe it now? As long as you have the original text and the translation in hand, and paired with a rune stick, anyone can modify the undead rune, not only the monks of the Necromancer sect, or the members of the Death Sect can do it .”

Lieutenant Slack crossed his fingers on the table, made eye contact with the other lieutenants in the venue, and nodded to each other.

Lieutenant Slack said:

"Then, Sir Murphy, we accept your proposal. Private Jarvis can join the elite team and cooperate with us in the military operation near the underground river. However, we have reservations about the loyalty of Private Jarvis."

Lieutenant Slack flipped through the files in front of him:

"We have noticed that Private Jarvis has not received a systematic education at the Imperial Military Academy. In other words, he does not have a credible record in terms of loyalty assessment. He has never sworn an oath under the emperor's holy statue. Compared to Underneath, Sergeant Mars, a distinguished graduate of the Imperial Military Academy, possesses sufficient conviction and unquestionable loyalty, and has also studied modern literature and pedagogy."

Lieutenant Slack paused, looked at the glamorous Captain Murphia and said:

"We hope that Sergeant Mars will also participate in this operation and be responsible for supervising Private Jarvis throughout the entire process. The translation will be carried by Sergeant Mars. If there is another opportunity for cooperation, we hope that Sergeant Mars will to modify the necromantic runes. Alternatively, Private Jarvis, who has completed his military education in the Empire, can also take on this job."

Captain Murphya slowly exhaled the smoke:

"Cultivating historians is not an easy task, Slack. Jarvis can memorize the translation in such a short period of time, and at the same time, he can accurately modify the undead runes, relying on his accumulation of knowledge in the past few years, Rather than luck and military training. But since you mentioned it, this is indeed a problem. After Jarvis completes these two legion missions, I will find a chance to send him to the Imperial Military Academy."

Lieutenant Slack opened his mouth, hesitated and said:

"Mr. Murphy, maybe you forgot one thing..."

"No, I haven't forgotten."

Captain Murphy stopped the topic, stubbed out the cigarette butt, looked at the lieutenants at the scene and said:

"Since you are sure that Private Jarvis will join the operation, then go get ready. Set off on time in half an hour...Jarvis stays, and the rest disband."

"Yes, sir."

The lieutenants stood up, raised their hands in salute, passed by Li Nuo, and left the tent.

After the others left, Captain Murphy and Li Nuo who stayed alone in the tent said:

"A spy from MI4 has reported that the Necromancer sect is transporting a batch of vital magical ores. A fleet of six cargo ships will pass under the No. 717 tomb. The No. 717 tomb riot is the same as this Necromancer fleet related.

"In fact, wherever this undead fleet goes, there will be riots in the tombs. The so-called tomb riots are measures taken by the necromancer sect to prevent the empire from destroying the shipping. We only discovered this fact recently. .”

Captain Murphy looked at Li Nuo whose expression changed slightly, and continued:

"The sect of the dead has set up outposts along the underground river. If we want to destroy the undead fleet and stop the shipping, we must destroy the undead outpost. The core area of ​​the outpost has a magic protective cover. Your task is to Under the cover of the team, modify the undead runes and dismantle the magic shield. As long as you dismantle a magic shield, you will complete the legion mission this time. After you return to the ground, you will cooperate with the Threy army to clean up the tomb of No. 717. You can complete two legion missions at once."

"Yes, sir."

Captain Murphia exhaled fragrant smoke, "Do you have any questions, Jarvis."

Li Nuo thought for a while and asked:

"Sir, as far as I know, people with stains in their lives cannot enter the military academy, right?"

"Oh, yes. That's what Slack was trying to say just now."

Captain Murphy stretched out his white fingers, rubbed them on his temples, worry appeared on his pretty face:

"This is a headache for me, Jarvis. I know very well that in the entire 'Break the Coffin' project, except for the soldiers who fought on the front lines, it is you and I who bear the greatest pressure and responsibility. Our side Learning necromantic runes, while enduring the suspicion and suspicion of colleagues in the empire, you have to risk your life to face the "death storm" that may come at any time. If the 'Broken Coffin' project is successful, you deserve to share the honor with us. But how to wash away your stains and let you face the victory with justification..."

Captain Murphy frowned slightly, sucked on a cigarette and fell into thought, before saying after a long time:

"...I will find a way, Jarvis, I will find a way. Only the emperor in the empire can pardon a person's guilt. When the plan is successful, I will emphasize your efforts in the report. If it goes well, It is possible for the emperor to remove your debts and crimes, and pay you an innocent life."

Li Nuo nodded and said:

"Thank you, sir... why do you care so much about me, a criminal soldier? To be honest, I'm a little flattered."

Captain Murphy shifted his weight back, leaned back on the chair, remained silent for a few seconds, his eyes flickered, and the expression on his face changed between complexity and calm.

She sighed slightly and said:

"You don't need to know the reason, Jarvis. I just obey the thoughts in my heart, and I am eager to do something that can change the empire within my ability. In fact, I don't know if I can help you wash away the stain, just It’s like I don’t know where the empire will go. Well, that’s it, you go and prepare. I hope you can return safely.”

"Okay, sir." Li Nuo nodded, raised his hand in salute, and turned to leave the tent.

The tent returns to silence.

Captain Murphy opened the personal file in front of him, looked at the words "criminal soldiers" on it, and fell into deep thought.

When Captain Murphia felt a headache, Li Nuo stood outside the tent, facing the cloudy sky, and sighed silently in his heart.

Wash stains?

Eh, forget it.

Li Nuo knew exactly how difficult it was.

Unless the Emperor himself ordered it, it would be impossible to wash away the stain written into the archives.

That's more than 3 million new Sauron coins.

How could the Seton Group allow a write-off.

Who can take out so much money at once to help the debtor pay off the debt.

Anyway, Li Nuo didn't have any hope of cleaning up the stain.

Captain Murphya really has good intentions, but it doesn't mean she can accomplish good things.

Rather than pinning hopes on her, it is better to work hard on your own.

Li Nuo calmed down, looked around, and saw Sergeant Mars who was chatting with someone.

"Jarvis, you're out."

Sergeant Myers had regained his composure after a brief period of distress.

He terminated the conversation and walked towards Li Nuo:

"Come with me, I will take you to arm yourself. After a while, the team will set off."

"Okay, sir, lead the way." Li Nuo walked beside him.

Sergeant Marrs introduced while walking:

"I just heard someone say that Lieutenant Slack mentioned the issue of life stains in front of you. Rest assured, your contribution is undeniable and no one can take it away. Lieutenant Slack suggested that I modify the dead Spiritual runes, it really kills me. I am a person who has only studied modern literature and education, how can I know ancient languages?"

Sergeant Marrs' tone became bitter.

To be honest, I'm afraid that people who don't know how to do it will give directions blindly.

Modern literature and ancient languages ​​seem to have a connection, not too much difference.

But in fact, these two majors are very different, from pronunciation, root to meaning, basically different.

After Lieutenant Slack read Mars' personal resume, he took it for granted that the other party could also master ancient languages.

Isn't this what is difficult for the strong?

Hey, if you don't have enough professional knowledge to command blindly, it will really kill people.

Sergeant Marrs complained all the way, and after entering the tent where the armor and firearms were placed, he calmed down the complaints in his heart a little bit, and began to talk about business.

"I have learned from the members of the elite team. The magic ore transported by the necromancer fleet is a high-quality death magic stone, which contains extremely high-purity death energy. Uh, you probably don't know exactly what death energy is. Right? It's okay. Let me explain it to you briefly."

Sergeant Marrs said:

"This is what is taught in the military academy:

"Using the correct magic means, the corresponding energy can be extracted from natural phenomena.

"For example, the Necromancer sect is good at extracting death energy from the dead. Some spellcasters who master the way of shadow can extract shadow energy from shadows where the sun cannot reach. No matter what kind of energy it is, it needs corresponding magical means to Use it correctly. I don’t know how to operate it, I haven’t taught it in the academy.”

Sergeant Mars raised his arm and pointed to a black silhouette in the northern sky:

"The undead fleet set off from the hinterland of the Necromancer sect in the south and sailed all the way north. Their destination may be the huge mountain called the "Blade Mountains" in the far north. That place is the territory of other legions of the empire, and it is also the place where the fighting is most intense. For many years, our imperial army has been competing with the necromancer sect for the underground tombs and passes in the mountains. "

Li Nuo looked in the direction Sergeant Marrs pointed.

The Blade's Edge Mountains really deserve the title of "Blade's Edge".

It is like a long snake lying on the ground with blades stuck all over its body.

Not only are there many mountains and mountains stretching for thousands of kilometers, but there are also many towering and dangerous peaks pointing to the sky like blades.

"Sir, do you mean that the underground river under our feet flows from south to north to the Blade's Edge Mountains?" Li Nuo asked thoughtfully.

Sergeant Marrs responded while changing his clothes:

"Yes, it is downstream from south to north. And the water volume of that underground river is relatively stable and the flow speed is relatively fast. If it weren't for the relatively large fleet of the Necromancer Sect, with extremely high load and slow sailing speed, we would not be able to stop them."

Li Nuo nodded thoughtfully, and asked again:

"Where is the other side of the mountain range? ... Oh, I remembered, it is the Golden Federation, right? It was mentioned in the academy class."

"Well, it is indeed the Golden Federation. When the Emperor established the modern empire, he made an agreement with the Great Sage of the Golden Federation that the two sides will use the Blade's Edge Mountains running east-west as the national border. The south of the Blade's Edge Mountains is our territory, and the north is of the Golden Federation."

"Then the Golden Federation was also attacked by the Necromancer?" Li Nuo asked.

"This... probably not." Sergeant Mars thought for a while and said:

"The curriculum of the Military Academy says that the Blade's Edge Mountains are an insurmountable moat. Under the mountains are swift dark rivers, dangerous quicksands, and scorching magma. The surface is a sand-alkali land with whistling storms, and the wind force is at least 12. Turn over the steam locomotive. The wind over it is stronger, and the hot air balloon will be torn apart by the hurricane on the spot.

"There are caves in the mountain that lead directly to the cliff on the north side, but those caves have been infested by the Necromancers for many years, and the exits are all on the cliffs on the north side of the mountain range, with a long height difference from the ground.

"So if the empire does business with the Golden Federation, it will detour from the east sea and approach the trade channel in the sea area."

Li Nuo shook his head and sighed:

"Where we are now, the Necromancer sect is to the west and south, the Blade's Edge Mountains are to the north, and although there is a flat plain in the east, there are imperial troops everywhere. The way of the steam train. No wonder no one has ever escaped Tribulation."

"That's for sure, Jarvis. If the empire hadn't firmly sealed off the eastern part of Junction of Misery, then the Necromancer sect would have bypassed the defense line from the ground and underground, and attacked the city of the empire."

Sergeant Mars put on the splinter armor and began to teach Li Nuo how to put it on.

Li Nuo put on the armor full of defensive performance, and suddenly asked in his heart:

"Sir, the life potion I exchanged for military merit will not be forcibly taken away by the Imperial Law Department?"

"No." Mars shook his head:

"The materials exchanged for military merit will not be confiscated. You can exchange them with confidence. We can't let you go to the battlefield with a weak body after you have exhausted your life. This is no different from sending you to death."

"That's good, that's good."

"Let's go, it's almost time. You will see the members of the elite team in a while, just greet them briefly, and leave the rest to me. This time it is a covert operation, and a lot of tactical language and gestures will be used. When the time comes, you and Tight me."

"Yes, sir." Li Nuo followed Sergeant Marrs out of the tent.

On the way, Li Nuo looked at the Blade's Edge Mountain Range, his gaze became deep and bright.

The cave inside the mountain is connected to the cliff on the north side of the mountain. Others might not be able to reach the Golden Federation from the cliff, but Li Nuo thought he could.

As long as there is enough soul strength and a spare life potion is obtained, it is not impossible to forcefully climb over the mountains.

He has a hole card in his hand that must not be easily used.

This skill was drawn from the "death spell UP pool", and it was the skill he was most satisfied with.

The only downside is that the soul strength consumption of this skill is really too big...

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