Popular science physics, teach a magic god?

As they walked on the road, Old Nadon told his apprentice: "When I go back to see His Majesty this time, just report him truthfully and don't say unnecessary words."

"Why?" Sanders was puzzled.

Looking around, everything is knight-themed.

On both sides of the broad avenue that can accommodate eight carriages, there is a statue of a knight riding a mount almost every ten meters. These lifelike statues are either slaying demons, fighting barbaric foreigners, or holding swords and spears high in heroic postures.

Even ordinary people will feel a sense of excitement and trance when they look at these statues.

In addition to statues, the most numerous shops on the roadside are weapon shops, armor shops, horse gear shops, and then various knight training courses.

If you cast your sight further, you will find that what really surrounds this spacious avenue are knights' arenas of various sizes.

Old Naton sighed: "Barbarossa is now a pure country of knights."

Respect the knight! Lead by the knight!

All other professions fell by the wayside.

In the entire Barbarossa Empire, professionals related to knights accounted for at least 80%.

Even the infantry are infantry knights or knights' retinues, those who wield bows are archer knights, and from the knights down, they are all peasant soldiers.

This gives it a rather top-heavy feel.

There was no way. When magic died out a hundred years ago, it was the knights who guarded the empire's territory with their flesh and blood, and naturally became the mainstream of the empire.

When his master said this, Sanders was speechless.

In fact, when they arrived at the palace and reported the matter to each level, within an hour, they were received by the emperor.

But this battle made the two masters and disciples feel a little guilty.

The emperor received them in the main hall. Below him stood the three heads of the knights and the patriarch of the God of Light.

"Shadow, secret guard, my two dear friends, tell me what you saw and heard in front of everyone." Emperor Barbarossa XIII, who was over sixty years old, showed his age. With long pale hair, the Mediterranean would have stood out had it not been for the crown covering the top of her head. The wrinkles on his face and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes seemed to tell the vicissitudes of his life and the empire.

Sanders felt the piercing gazes of several big men, and even felt that the coldness of the white dragon leather armor on his body could not offset these scorching gazes. At this moment, he even felt in a trance that the heroic spirits represented by the three-person knight statues around the hall had crossed time and space and cast their gaze on them.

It was Old Naton who spoke again: "My judgment is - that is indeed a living legendary mage of mankind!"

There was a low commotion in the hall.

"Please continue your statement, Master Black Shadow." Gong Xiang waved his hand, temporarily suppressing the commotion of the group leaders.

Naton followed the route provided by King Cervantes and sneaked into the Fulong Mountains. He then found the valley and found the body of the white dragon that was struck by lightning at the Taniguchi Falls. After entering the valley, he was discovered by a fire bat, which once angered the archmage. Ren was unhappy and finally said that he had taken the White Dragon treasure back and helped build the mage tower.

There was really no deception throughout the entire process.

"A legendary archmage with an evil neutral legendary fire bat familiar?"

"Don't forget, his apprentice is riding a wind riding horse."

Several group leaders started arguing on the spot.

As if he found that this argument was fruitless, the emperor waved his hand and the hall became quiet again.

"Anyway, thank you Black Shadow for your hard work." The emperor waved his hand, and naturally one of the attendants touched a small box.

The squire opened the box, and old Naton glanced at it.

The emperor's offer was quite generous, it was the title deed to a small manor on the outskirts of the imperial capital.

Seriously, this location is fine. As a price for letting a legendary shadow dancer take the risk to test a possible legendary archmage, the reward is not bad.

It's just that the emperor was a bit stingy compared to the gentleman who gave away the white dragon skin casually.

To be honest, the emperor was busy with everything, and he didn’t know that his master and his disciples could come back with a set of white dragon leather armor!

In this way, their master and apprentice were sent away.

"Master, will they invite Lord Tesla to the imperial capital?"

Old Naton shook his head: "No! This is the country of knights."

Sanders was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

This sentence is deeply understood by every Barbarossa.

The country that the senior knights protected with their blood and sacrifices will not be given away casually. Perhaps in the emperor's opinion, maintaining balance is the most ideal. But how easy is it to change a huge country?

This requires an opportunity, a very huge opportunity.

Renn didn't know all this, and he didn't have the energy to take care of it.

Not long after sending away old Naton's master and apprentice, Renn received a system prompt.

[Congratulations to the host, your strength has been recognized by the legendary shadow dancer Naton* Black Shadow, and your legend in the entire human world has been increased by 1. 】

Seeing this prompt, Ren blinked.

After reading it carefully again, I realized that this actually means real hammer. The news that had spread out from the Cervantes Kingdom had been confirmed by the Barbarossa Empire.

If Old Naton had told him right before he left, there would most likely not be any unsavory cats or dogs bothering him in the future.

Either he doesn't come, or he comes here to invite him to become the royal mage of a country.

"Master, if you really don't want to be a royal mage, then you can just say no! Find a king and send a message." Downs suggested.

No, actually I want to be one! Those who can make a lot of money with little work, it is best to be supported every day.

But as a teacher, I am afraid of being betrayed!

As soon as Renn's words came to his lips, he said: "I have no interest in worldly power. I just want to complete my research in a low-key manner."

"I know Master, you want to keep a low profile, but your strength doesn't allow it!"

Tong Yan Wuji? No, this is Young Wuji!

Tang Si, a stupid young man, after learning the oral habits that a certain time-traveler occasionally leaked out, someone really liked to hear what he said.

No matter how much you like to listen, you can't show it casually. Ren took on the master's airs and said: "Huh! I have my own arrangements. But you, when you are promoted to a high-level mage, don't rely on me. Read Ten Thousand Volumes Books are worse than traveling thousands of miles. The rise of every legendary figure cannot be replicated. Get out of here as soon as you reach a higher level."

"Yes..." Tang Si's voice suddenly dropped.

Lane continued teaching: "The so-called [Law of Conservation of Mass] means that no matter how the shape, state, and position of an object changes during physical changes, the contained mass remains unchanged..."

Downs was so touched that he pulled out a small dagger. In front of Ren's face, he saw a large number of black spots flying out of the soil and converging on the dagger. In a few breaths, the dagger had turned into a long sword. stuff.

Looking at the system prompts, Ren knew that his disciple had understood magic on his own again, and said coldly: "You are attaching metal from the soil to the dagger. This is a process of increasing mass. It does not violate the conservation of mass. law."

"Master, I'm thinking, what if I remove the 'mass' from this metal sword at this time?" After that, Downs pointed with his hand. The sword looked crooked and even a little rusty. The long sword that looked like Ban Ban was moved away from its original place, but the sword was moved away, so what the hell is the sword left in its original place?

Ren looked at the system prompt with great pain: [Congratulations to the host, after your apprentice successfully cast level 3 evocation magic (Dance of Steel), he successfully cast level 3 illusion magic (advanced phantom)! 】

Damn it!

Is this okay?

First create an object, and then use the power of 'I Xunsi' to remove the 'mass' inside. Will the remaining image be a phantom?

Downs, are you sure the 'quality' you're talking about is the same thing as the quality I'm talking about?

Physics... no longer exists!