Green Monster Epic

Chapter 722 Magic

The moment he received permission to enter the secret area of the library, Albad, who had been impatient for a long time, immediately rushed out of his room and sped towards the library building that he had inquired about in the academy. At this moment, he didn't look like a dying old man at all.

After entering this quiet secret area, Albad immersed himself in the ocean of knowledge, greedily absorbing the profound magical knowledge accumulated by mankind over the long years. Occasionally, when he gained something, Albad would fall into deep thought. Originally, he could have taken the opportunity to sit down and take notes, but because he had signed a contract with Gunther and the others, he couldn't leave any written records, so he could only rely on his old brain to painstakingly memorize the key points.

The lifespan that Allen had spent a great deal to extend for Albad was visibly reverting to the previous dying state during Albad's brief period of reading materials. The originally mottled hair on his body turned snow-white, and the age spots that were originally just dotted on his skin were now gradually spreading, almost occupying all of Albad's skin.

Moreover, the excessive consumption of energy made Albad even more strenuous and slow in memorizing and thinking, and even often caused a disconnection of thinking in the process of thinking, making his learning and research more and more difficult.

Outside the secret room, Gunther and his colleagues were also observing Albad's movements through the magic mirror, on the one hand, to monitor whether he was abiding by the contract between them, and on the other hand, to be curious about what the real purpose was for him to drag his old body so persistently.

Seeing the other party's appearance and temperament slowly aging and dying in front of everyone, Gunther and the human mages faintly began to worry that this dwarf goblin would suddenly die on their territory, causing unnecessary trouble.

With the extent to which this dwarf goblin could be personally cared for by the demigod Allen and easily obtain various precious resources and support in the clan, as long as Gunther and the others were not stupid, they would definitely know his status in the heart of the demigod bear goblin.

"Why don't... Dean, you personally go in and persuade this dwarf goblin mage to come out."

High-level electric mage Samuel's face was full of gloom, and he worriedly put forward his suggestion.

"...I'll go in and try."

Although Gunther lacked confidence, seeing Albad's constantly aging face and spirit in the magic mirror, he finally nodded in agreement.

Albad was reading an experimental record dedicated to studying the common sense of triboelectricity. The conjectures and experiments on it made Albad's eyes light up, as if he had found a way to dispel the fog that was troubling him.

While he was engrossed in reading, a slow and steady footstep suddenly came from the quiet secret room of the library. Although it was slow, Albad still noticed it when the other party approached him, and couldn't help but look up to check.

"Mage Albad, you have been in this secret room for ten days. Why don't we go out for a meal and rest before coming back to continue reading?"

Gunther invited sincerely with a smile on his face.

"...Have I been here for ten days?"

Albad realized belatedly, as if the time he had spent reading and researching materials before was only a few magic hours.

"Yes, don't you feel physically tired and lack of energy?"

Gunther didn't take it seriously. Whenever mages gain something or enter a state of obsessed research, they always forget the passage of time, and even he himself is no exception.

"Listening to you, I am indeed a little hungry."

Albad felt the feedback from his body and replied with a wry smile.

As the master of his body, Albad couldn't be clearer about the changes in his body. Now that he once again felt the aura of death coming from his body's skin and cells, how could he not understand that his three days of infatuated consumption had ultimately led him into the river of death once again.

"Could you trouble Dean Gunther to prepare a laboratory for me during the two hours I spend eating and meditating? I want to summarize the gains of these ten days."

Since people are going to die sooner or later, then why should he care about the imminent death? Anyway, Albad had already made mental preparations for death several years ago. Now, he has earned these extra years, especially in these few days, his gains have been great, and it seems that he has figured out some natural laws that were clearly in front of him.

Albad is not afraid of death, but he hopes that before death comes, he can truly see through the truth behind lightning that he has been pursuing for decades, even if it is only a little bit of law, it is good.

"This... why don't we take a few more days off?"

Gunther was still a little worried. Just now, he had already sent someone to notify the goblins of Green Field, telling them about Albad's condition. At least for now, as the dean of the academy, Gunther hopes to ensure that this dwarf goblin elder is alive before the person in charge of Green Field arrives.

"I know my own situation, Dean Gunther. If you let me give up research and experimentation now, if the only belief I insist on collapses now, I believe I am afraid that I will die on the spot in front of you."

"Although I don't want to cause trouble for everyone, natural laws are in front of me, within reach, I am not willing to give up at this last moment!!!"

"... ... ... ..."

Albad spoke sincerely, and the decaying aura of his soul rippled in the secret room, making Gunther faintly feel admiration. Even in the headquarters of the Truth Council of the Ice and Snow Kingdom, there are not many mages who can persist and be as selfless as the dwarf goblin in front of him.

"Okay, I promise you, but I hope you can extend the rest time a little bit, at least we need a little time to prepare a laboratory and supplies for you."

In the end, Gunther compromised, not for anything else but for the dwarf goblin's firm will to pursue the true meaning of magic.

"That's great, don't worry, I have already written a will when I came, even if I really die in your academy, as long as you hand over the will to our patriarch at that time, they will definitely not blame you!!"

Albad breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old sir, don't say such depressing words. Although you look a little listless now, it's just because you forgot to eat and rest in these ten days. After you eat something, replenish your energy, and then have a good deep meditation, you will definitely be able to regain your vitality, and it shouldn't be a problem to live a few more years."

Gunther smiled reassuringly, as if he was not worried that Albad's accident would cause trouble for them.

"Hehe, maybe."

Albad only responded with a free and easy smile, and was indifferent to his situation, without the slightest fear or regret.

After eating a little something, Albad couldn't feel any taste in his mouth. It was like chewing wax. Even if these foods eventually entered his body, Albad could hardly feel the digestive actions of his internal organs, as if these organs had already started to strike and hibernate.

Just frowning slightly, Albad immediately suppressed these feelings in the depths of his mind, and then he started meditating directly at the dining table in front of the accompanying personnel, apparently not wanting to waste any of his energy.

Anyway, he is already a dead person. On the territory of the Magic Academy, he does not believe that anyone will be disadvantageous to him. In that case, why should he waste precious physical strength to toss around in the so-called lounge!!

Without thinking or thinking, letting go of everything, letting the mental power start from the exhausted sea of consciousness, passing through dead blood vessels along the way, stimulating and squeezing out the last potential of the body, Albad has made all his preparations for this experiment that is likely to be the last in his life.

When the agreed time came, without anyone reminding him, Albad opened his eyes by himself, and happened to see Gunther walking in from the door, who should have arranged everything.

"Everything is ready."

Albad's current temperament is different in Gunther's eyes. Although the decay of his body is stronger, his spirit is particularly vigorous, full of hope and fighting spirit. However, Gunther suddenly had a bit of understanding in his heart. This dwarf goblin elder is now probably at the end of his strength, only supported by his last belief. Whether this experiment is completed or not, I am afraid that the other party will have no chance of survival.

Unless...

Gunther thought of a possibility, but then shook his head, banishing that almost impossible hope from his mind.

"Thank you for your generous sharing, allowing me the opportunity to see the ideal I have long pursued before I die."

Albard heard this, raised his head, and sincerely thanked Gunther and his two human companions.

"Even if I gain nothing in the end, I will have no regrets."

At this moment, Albard's attitude and determination were moving, and Gunther and the others, as fellow travelers on the path of pursuing the truth of nature, were deeply touched.

"May you see the true face of the world."

Gunther offered his sincere blessings.

"Thank you."

Click! ! !

The heavy door of the laboratory slowly closed, and a series of protective magic spells were activated, firmly enveloping the laboratory, which was isolated in the eastern corner of the mage tower. Although the protective magic of the laboratory is not as powerful as the magic net, it is enough to briefly resist the attacks of legendary powerhouses.

These protective magic spells are not only to protect against external attacks and disturbances, but more to guard against the terrible and strange magic experiments in the laboratory. Any explosions or energy storms inside are basically impossible to escape the shackles of these ten layers of magic shields, ensuring the overall safety of the academy.

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"Isn't this nonsense??"

Allen quickly received Gunther's letter of warning, and then slapped the desk in front of him with a drastic change in expression, leaving a clear palm print on the heavy desk.

Regarding Albard's retirement in Green Lake Town, although Allen has not paid deliberate attention to it in recent years, he still occasionally pays attention to his physical and living conditions.

Of course, there are definitely factors of cherishing the seeds of the mage legend in this. After all, for the current Green Field Tribe, having one more legendary powerhouse, especially a mage legend, is a considerable improvement to the tribe's top power. As the leader of a tribe, wanting to see the tribe's strength and putting the tribe's interests first is also what it should be.

But privately, Allen also hoped that Albard, who had contributed his life to the tribe, could enjoy the benefits and peaceful life brought by the tribe in the last years of his life.

If he had noticed this child's talent in the mage profession earlier, and had not let him waste most of his life on the side job of strategic commander, if he could have provided him with more and better resources, then perhaps Albard would have had a different life now! !

"Someone... forget it, I guess you can't do anything about him, I'd better go there myself! !"

Just as he was about to call someone to bring Albard back, Allen thought about it and gave up, thinking that the other party would not easily submit, so it would be safer for him to go there himself.

Even if he is going to die, Allen hopes that this child, who has dedicated his life to the tribe, can die on the territory of the Green Field Tribe, and that he can personally hold the first handful of soil on his grave, which is the honor he should have received.

At this moment, Allen had a few more ripples in his heart. If he ascended to the throne of God and had his own kingdom of God, then with this child's loyalty and admiration for him, he would definitely be a devout believer, so wouldn't that mean that his soul could not be intercepted by other gods, but would be led to his own kingdom of God and gain another kind of eternal life?

Whoosh! ! !

A strong wind suddenly blew in front of the castle window, blowing the pages of densely written notes on the open notebooks in the room, and Allen, who was still sitting at the desk just now, had already disappeared.

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"...The water vapor evaporating in the clouds may be generating a large amount of electrical elements through continuous undulation and friction, so it will appear..."

"No! ! It is not necessarily possible to generate the electrical elements of such a powerful electric magic just by friction, there should be other factors! !"

"Could it be related to temperature? The temperature thousands of meters above the sky is already lower than the freezing point of water. The seemingly fluffy clouds are actually composed of ice crystals, ice silk fibers, supercooled water and other states of water elements."

"If the water elements at low temperatures have differences in the water molecules they contain due to their different states, and then the clouds collide and rub..."

Albard concentrated on manipulating a magic device in front of a flawless crystal cover. In the crystal cover, groups of miniature dark clouds rose and dissipated, and from time to time, miniature lightning bolts shot out as his words fell.

He continued to mutter to himself. Although occasional lightning appeared in the miniature clouds, it still could not completely explain the answer that Albard really wanted.

"What else is there? What else is missing..."

Albard's eyes became confused, and the road ahead seemed to be once again shrouded in mist. The experiment that he thought was bound to succeed just now suddenly failed. It seemed that the many factors he considered were still missing something.

"Alas, after I die, I hope to turn into the stars in the sky. Although I am not willing to compete with the sun, I can still overlook the world..."

As his body gradually became stiff and cold, and his heartbeat gradually became low and slow, Albard suddenly thought of a poem as he felt death approaching, and he murmured it, looking regretfully at the crystal cover in front of the experiment table.

"The sun..."

"Yes! ! ! It's the energy of the sun..."

"I have overlooked the energy that the sun sprinkles on the world all the time. It must have a close relationship with the lightning and thunder in the sky! !"

At the moment when the divine light in his eyes was about to dissipate, a sudden rise of brilliance suddenly dispelled the mist in front of Albard's eyes. The death that was gradually approaching due to the loss of heart support was actually stopped by Albard's reinvigorated excitement.

"That's right! ! That's right! ! Sunlight is also a kind of energy. Although the energy storm it generates in the sky cannot be detected, it truly affects the powerful electric elements that are constantly breeding in the dark clouds..."

Albard had an exquisite mithril staff in his hand. As he continued to chant mysterious magic spells, he also began to construct a huge and complex magic model in front of him.

Above Nasir Fortress, clusters of clouds suddenly began to gather. As more and more clouds gathered, the white clouds slowly developed towards the direction of dark clouds.

The jackalmen and troll professionals in the city, as well as Gunther and others in the Magic Academy, quickly noticed something was wrong, because these suddenly gathered dark clouds were not only strange, but also had obscure and powerful magic fluctuations in the dark clouds, which was enough to prove that the dark cloud layer that gradually enveloped half of the city was not a natural change, but was created by a powerful caster casting a spell somewhere.

"Are you looking for death??"

"Who is it??"

The figures of Tim and Bobier, two legendary powerhouses, suddenly rushed into the sky from the east and west districts, and the huge legendary pressure directly enveloped the entire city, searching for the unknown caster who dared to cast spells on their territory.

Whoosh~ ~ Whoosh~ ~ ~

Thousands of meters above the sky, the clouds were still gathering, and there was no sign of dissipating due to the appearance of the two legendary powerhouses.

The two powerhouses, with iron-blue faces and exuding intense killing intent, were also a little surprised. In their perception, except for the Magic Academy's laboratory being shielded by a mysterious magic shield, they did not find any magic aura in other corners of the city, let alone find the source of the magic—the caster himself.

Gunther stared at the laboratory in disbelief. He had a vague feeling that the powerful magic above the sky of Nasir Fortress was probably inextricably linked to the laboratory that was currently deploying defensive magic.

Just as he was about to look for evidence, a sudden and violent thunderous sound suddenly exploded above the sky, and then a huge electric snake descended from the sky, heading straight for Tim and Bobier, two legends who wantonly destroyed the clouds, but also had no way to stop the dark clouds from forming.