Divine Civilization

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After a shower that came and went in a hurry in the second half of the night, early this morning, the sky over the Patrick Islands was as clean and refreshing as if it had been washed by water.

Around the island, the sea reflects the sky, the sky connects to the ocean, and there is a blue sky everywhere. Time seems to slow down at this moment.

Compared with the tranquility and beauty outside the island, the center of Patrick's main island is already crowded with people.

"Hurry up, hurry up! The final of the Truth Congress is about to begin! If you walk slowly, there will be no place to watch the match!"

"Yes, yes, we brothers have to hurry up!"

"Speaking of the last promotion match, it really opened my eyes."

"I thought that when it came to the promotion round, Stuart, Charles, and the sea monster Karen Glacier would dominate the entire field, but I never expected that Wu Hui and Lawrence would win in the end."

"Hey, tell me, in this final final, did Wu Hui and Lawrence have the last laugh, or did the three geniuses regain their form and win the championship in one fell swoop?"

"Hmm... It's hard to say. Hey, stop talking, squeeze in quickly, or you won't have a good seat."

Several youthful young magicians in gray robes trotted all the way, and rushed to the top of the mountain with the crowd.

This is a short mountain located in the middle of the main island. The short mountain is not high, but there is a relic of an altar from ancient times on it. It is also one of several important ancient sites in the Patrick Islands.

This area used to be one of the restricted areas directly under the jurisdiction of the academy, but in the past ten years, the relevant personnel of the Magic Association have completed the scientific research of this ruins, and they have just decided to open it recently. Therefore, this piece of ancient ruins has become the venue for the finals of this Truth Conference, as well as a competitive event for competition.

"Give way, please make way."

"Don't squeeze, don't you see anyone in front?"

"Hey, then, what is that altar for? Is the final match going to be held on that altar?"

"It seems to be..."

"Oh, ancient magic is worthy of being the origin of modern magic. There is really too much knowledge to be discovered. Such a competition makes people unable to figure it out at all."

The venue for the final was the ruins of an altar on the top of the mountain.

This altar is only two meters high, but its area is as large as seven or eight basketball courts. The altar is round in shape as a whole, built from a large piece of almost weathered white rock. The style is a bit rough, but it is full of a sense of vicissitudes that has been washed over the years and integrated with the entire mountain.

Now there are almost twice as many spectators than in the second promotion match, and they are sieging under this not-too-high altar.

Basically, except for members of the Magic Association and Academy who must be on duty, almost everyone has come here. Even foreign merchants who came from all over the world gathered a lot today.

If the first two preliminaries and promotion matches were full of people and merchants, it was like a holiday, then today is an unprecedented and unprecedented event.

Everyone is looking forward to it, waiting with great interest for the start of the final of this Truth Conference.

Suddenly, I don't know who yelled first, "Look, it's President Wood, he's coming!"

The crowd gathered under the altar immediately boiled up.

Soon, among the bustling crowd, a passage was separated by itself.

President Wood in a grand robe, Iswell the imposing ice disaster, and Andrew Hewie, the court saint magister all over the luxurious and dignified court, three important figures in the magic world, successively joined the relevant personnel of the Magic Association. Accompanied by him, he boarded the rostrum set up above the altar.

After losing two games in a row, Chairman Wood's face was obviously much more serious than before.

He raised his hand to signal for the crowd to be quiet, and then faced the crowd, announcing loudly: "The finals of this Truth Conference are about to begin, let us invite ten outstanding contestants to enter the finals, Wu Hui, Lawrence, Daisy Va Haisong...Charles Springhall, Karen Glacier, and Ben Stuart, mount the altar!"

President Wood's voice was calm and powerful, and through the magic of amplification, it immediately spread throughout the audience.

At this time, the quietly watching crowd separated the two passages on their own again. Wu Hui, Lawrence, and the three geniuses, including ten advanced players, boarded the altar from the left and right sides.

"It's really lively today."

Wu Hui stood on the altar and looked around. The whole area around the altar was full of crowds rubbing shoulders. At first glance, it was impossible to count them.

"Haha, more people would be better!"

Beside Wu Hui, Lawrence laughed and said, "Today, I, Lawrence, will ascend to the pinnacle of glory under the witness of so many eyes!"

Uh...Under so many eyes, Wu Hui could only smile awkwardly and impolitely.

In short, this Lawrence has been running all the way on the road of the second grade, and he can't hold it anymore.

Except for Lawrence, who was extremely arrogant, ordinary magicians like Cody, Rich Taylor, and Peart were all excited and their faces were full of glory.

Because of Wu Hui's glory, they miraculously entered the finals in the last game, and they still can't believe it now. For them, this feeling is like living in a dream.

"Xiao Dai, there is one last game left, cheer up." Wu Hui patted Daishiva Haige's shoulder beside him, and muttered softly, "The last game was called tactics, and it was all done by Lawrence. The stupid things the kid did have nothing to do with you."

"Hmph." Princess Haige turned her face away, apparently ignoring him.

Princess Haige used her hood to cover her face again today. After experiencing the nightmare-like disgusting experience in the last promotion match, she felt that standing in front of anyone was very embarrassing.

Facing Princess Haige, standing opposite Karen Glacier, with a livid face and a pair of evil pupils like sea snakes, would sweep towards Haige, Wu Hui and the others from time to time, full of deep resentment.

Ben Stuart, as well as the third prince Charles, their attitude towards Wu Hui was also extremely bad. They looked at Wu Hui, Lawrence and the others, as if they were about to burst into flames.

How honorable are the three of them? Ordinary poor people like Wu Hui and Lawrence don't even look at them on weekdays. But now, in such an important conference of truth, they were defeated time and time again by these two despicable and shameless boys with endless methods. They really couldn't swallow their breath.

A sharp atmosphere at the scene is permeating invisible.

The audience seemed to be indifferent to it, only the female contestant from the academy, Melia Hurt.

Judging by her expression, it seemed that she just wanted to prove herself at this conference. As for other trivial matters, she had nothing to do with them.

Chairman Wood glanced at the reactions of the players. In order to avoid intensification of conflicts between the players, he simply kept everything simple. In addition, he was in a really bad mood, so he stopped talking at length, and directly entered the topic as soon as he opened his mouth.

"The ten finalists, please stand in front of those stone slabs."

Following the guidance of President Wood, Wu Hui and the others and Stuart and the others on the opposite side walked to the middle of the altar, and each piece was about one meter square and placed flat in front of the stone slab on the ground.

When he got here, Wu Hui found that these stone slabs were not that simple.

There are also ten stone slabs, but they are quite old, and they are engraved with strange patterns and incomprehensible cumbersome characters. It is not so much a stone slab as it is the core component of a magic circle.

Because Wu Hui and the other ten players are now standing in a small magic circle of more than ten square meters, and there is a groove in the core of the magic circle, which matches the stone slab on the ground according to the situation.

"Everyone, listen carefully."

President Wood spoke concisely and loudly introduced to the ten contestants and many onlookers, "As you can see, these small magic circles are all from the ruins of ancient magic circles in ancient times. Those stone slabs were made by us. A special member of the Magic Association, a replica of the original core of the dismantled ancient magic circle!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd at the scene immediately exclaimed in an uproar.

Everyone knows that the last era belonged to the era of ancient magic. Ancient magic is extensive and profound. If the ruins of ancient magic circles in ancient times were used as the final exam questions, it would be too profound and difficult!

"Brother Wu Hui, don't worry, I have the blessing of the God of Magic, we are sure to win this final!" Lawrence was imposing and full of energy, even his chest was slapping.

"That's right, that's right, nothing unexpected, the God of Magic will still take care of you in this final match." Wu Hui nodded at him, thinking that this Lawrence might never have imagined that the God of Magic he was thinking of would be here now. In this inconspicuous ring on his finger.

"quiet!"

President Wood raised his hand, suppressed the noisy voice, and continued to introduce, "For the sake of fairness and balance, the replicas of the core originals have the same degree of damage and problems. That is to say, this scene The final test of the finals of the Truth Conference is to repair the core components of these ancient magic circles at the fastest speed within the time limit of three magic months, and restart the entire magic ruins!"

At this time, not only the onlookers under the altar, but also the many contestants on the altar felt tremendous pressure.

Experts from the Magic Association researched and restored the ruins of the ancient magic circle on this altar. Now the core components of these magic circle ruins have been disassembled and copied, and then placed in front of every contestant with the same degree of damage.

Now if you want to get a higher ranking in the finals and win the final championship, you have to truly unravel the mysteries of ancient magic, repair the ancient core components, and restart the entire magic circle ruins.

The difficulty here is far more difficult than adding one piece to the previous preliminaries and promotions.

"Everyone, our association will provide you with a unified repair tool. And after the official start of the finals, every player who enters the site of the magic circle will be surrounded by the results of the magic circle. The inside of the barrier will be cut off from the outside world. Contact, until the game is completed, the enchantment will open by itself."

Following President Wood's introduction, the staff of the Magic Association put toolboxes one by one in front of ten contestants including Wu Hui and Lawrence.

Ten contestants including Wu Hui and Lawrence, under the guidance of the staff, came to the designated positions and stood up.

After the staff retreated one after another, Keith Wood, the president of the Magic Association, announced loudly: "The finals of the Truth Conference have officially begun!"

In an instant, a translucent bowl-shaped magic barrier immediately enveloped the magic ruins and all the contestants inside.

The contestants inside the barrier, except for the ruins of the magic circle and the stone slab in front of them, could not see the outside at all, nor could they hear any sound. The audience outside can clearly see every move of the players inside the barrier.

Such a special competition event and the experience of watching the game made the crowd on the scene excited and talked a lot.

"Wow, the difficulty of this final is too great!"

"Compared to the previous ones, this year's final test project actually requires contestants to directly repair the ruins of ancient magic!"

"What is President Wood thinking? Those contestants are so young, how could they understand the mysteries of ancient magic?"

"It seems that this will be a test that really tests the background and accumulation."

"Hey, tell me, can Wu Hui and Lawrence go to the end this year?"

"They? Uh... Difficult!"

Needless to say? In the first round of qualifiers, the content of the test is the basic knowledge of modern magic. Basically, as long as you study hard, you can master this knowledge and become a real magic scholar.

In the second round of the promotion competition, the content of the test is to display and use, plus a balanced team formation between high and low positions, and many tactical skills that can be applied to actual combat. Even if the strength is low, you can still gain high points with the cooperation of tactics and teammates. .

Therefore, in the eyes of many spectators, Wu Hui and Lawrence were able to advance to the first round of qualifiers and the second round of promotion, which was somewhat lucky.

At least in these two rounds of competition, with some cleverness and good luck, it is possible to advance smoothly, and even get a high ranking promotion.

But this third final is different. You must know that ancient magic is the source of modern magic, and it has a high status in the modern magic world. There are too many mysteries that have not been solved, and it belongs to the top research scope of the magic world.

To put it bluntly, ancient magic is only those experts and old scholars in the magic world who are involved in the field of research. Often, some high-level magicians spend their entire lives studying it.

For many young magicians, this kind of difficult magic field is as difficult as heaven, and they have no way to start. Most young magicians can't even understand the most basic ancient characters and magic inscriptions.

Now the content of the third final test is directly to restore the core components of the ruins of the ancient magic circle. This single test question can basically stump more than 99% of young magicians in the world.

If there are ten contestants on the scene, who is likely to analyze the mystery of the ancient magic circle?

Then it is definitely Stuart, Charles, and Karen Glacier, the three Fasheng disciples.

Among other things, the three of them are incomparable in terms of their deep background.

"Hmph, this time my disciple Charles will definitely win to the end!"

The discussion of the crowd at the scene naturally spread to the ears of the three bigwigs on the rostrum. Among them, the court saint magister, Andrew Haiwei, let out a cold snort, his eyes filled with an aura of inevitability.

"Hehe, I don't think so." Ice Calamity Iswell sneered disapprovingly, "Compared to the background, will my disciple Karen Glacier be worse than your dandy prince?"

"What do you mean?"

"That's what it means."

"Calm down, both of you. When it comes to background and accumulation, I don't think there is any place in the world that can compare with our Magic Association?" President Wood interjected without giving in, "I think this time Stuart Te, you will never let me down! In addition, in our college, there is another outstanding player, Melia Hurt, who also entered the finals. She is also full of hope. Think about it, among the ten finalists, our association directly belongs to The college occupies two people, no matter from which point of view, our association directly affiliated to the college has a greater chance of winning."

At this last moment, the three big bosses who had been defeated in a row had some resentment and anger in their hearts.

This semi-final has just begun, and the three top wizards in the magic world have already argued with each other on the rostrum.

The final was already the last chance for the three of them to compete against each other. If they fail to grasp it well this time, there is no doubt that for a long time to come, it will mean that they will be trampled under the foot of the other party.

They couldn't swallow this breath.

When they were arguing endlessly, a short figure with a short stature walked up to the rostrum with his hands behind his back.

"Everyone, please listen to me. It's all at this level. Why don't you go smoothly and naturally? Whoever wins and who loses is the future blessing of the magic world."

The three bosses followed the voice, turned their eyes to look at it, their hearts tightened immediately, and they involuntarily took a deep breath.

Jimmy Gunter!

This shameless old guy is here to smooth things over again!

The two previous gambling that cost them terribly, that old guy Jimmy Gunter, all started like this, right?

"Jimmy." President Wood squinted at him and said, "Could it be that you're going to propose to gamble again?" When he thought of the Philosopher's Stones he had lost, a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.

"No no no, I won't gamble this time." Jimmy Gunter shook his head like a rattle and said, "Gambling is a bad thing, we can't have a bad influence on the younger generations."

The three holy rank bosses fainted from anger.

Jimmy, you old man won so much wealth and resources from everyone by gambling, and after earning a lot of money, you started to dislike gambling.

"That's not okay." Andrew, the royal holy magister, with a dark face, interrupted Jimmy without hesitation, "If you win, you want to run away. How can there be such a cheap thing? Today's game, we have to gamble. "

"Well said."

"This round, we must gamble."

President Wood and Ice Calamity Iswell nodded together, looking at Jimmy with a particularly "kind" look.

Under the sharp eyes of the three bosses, Jimmy was under a lot of pressure.

He deeply felt that if he didn't agree to come down today, he might be demolished by these three people together.

"Okay! Just bet." He took out 10 magic stones from the storage ring and put them on the table with a face full of pain, "10 magic stones, bet on Wu Hui to move forward, top...top five."

President Wood raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Ice Calamity Iswell's gaze suddenly became piercing.

"Jimmy, we're betting on the champion." Andrew, the royal saint magister, looked at him with a "smiling smile". "Besides, there are only 10 Philosopher's Stones. Who are you looking down on?"

These three people seem to have amnesia at the same time, selectively forgetting what they said in the previous two rounds.

"Okay, okay~ bet on the championship, bet on the championship."

With a mournful face, Jimmy hesitantly took out two Sorcerer's Stones, and glanced at the three bosses.

Seeing that the expressions of the three remained unchanged, he took out two more Sorcerer's Stones, glanced at the three, and took out two more...

After digging out four or five times in a row, seeing that the three big men didn't intend to let him go, the expression on his face changed a lot, and finally he suddenly became ruthless like a broken jar, and gritted his teeth: " It doesn't matter! Anyway, the big head wins, and if you lose, you lose~ I'm all-in!"

He threw the whole bag of Philosopher's Stones on the table with a "crash". Because it was too full, several magic stones fell out of the bag immediately and rolled around on the table several times.

The three big brothers were stunned for a moment.

They just wanted to force Jimmy to spit out more Sorcerer's Stones, but they never thought of letting him go all-in~

"Really all-in?" President Wood asked with some hesitation.

"What? Scared? Aren't you forcing me to gamble?" Jimmy glared at him angrily, as if he was blown out of anger and ignored it completely, "130 Philosopher's Stones, one is not a lot. It's your turn to bet." Note."

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