my age of magic

Chapter 1054 156. Anecdotes of the Arena 3
In the Grimm Empire, fighters have actually broken away from their status as civilians, and fighters with magic pattern tattoos on their bodies are even rarer in the empire.

For fighters, if there is a tattoo of magic pattern on the body, it means that he has the ability to control magic power. Professionals can control the fighting spirit in the body.

The so-called vindictiveness is defined by magicians as "magic power without attributes" in magic books.

Obviously, Grigory in the arena is not a second-rank swordsman. No lord will send a second-rank strongman into the arena. Any lord who dares to do so will anger those fighters union.

After all, the Green Empire is still a civilized society that emphasizes the rule of law. The constitution of the empire protects the nobles, and also protects the knights (knights with strength and status).

In the Grimm Empire, soldiers who can be reduced to slaves are usually war criminals in the rebel army. He became a gladiator raised by some lords.

Among the fighters, there is a special existence, that is, the magic swordsman and the magic archer who practice both magic and martial arts. These people did not awaken the magic pool when they were 12 years old, but when they practiced combat skills, they accidentally possessed it. With the magic affinity of a certain magic element, the body becomes a medium for gathering magic elements. Although there is no magic pool to store magic power, they can cast simple spells like magicians. Almost all magic swordsmen who have gained magic power can crush Overwhelm fighters of the same level.

Magic swordsmen can not only cast simple magic, but also make their weapons have the power of magic elements, and the most important thing is that they can draw magic patterns on their bodies like magicians, greatly improving their combat effectiveness.

The magic swordsman Grigory who came out of the iron fence is such a magic swordsman.

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He walked into the arena, and the people around the stands burst into applause and cheers, and some people even threw some flowers and fruits into the arena.

Grigory looked indifferently around the stands, and when he turned to face us, I saw a pink scar on his face, which looked like a newly healed wound, cut from the temple Cut the corner of the eye, cut off the bridge of the nose, and extend to the lower part of the jaw.I think if his opponent's weapon was half an inch longer at that time, he could have cut off half of his head.

On his shoulders is a power-enhancing magic pattern structure, and on his chest is a magic pattern structure that enhances balance. These are two primary magic pattern structures. The scars on the body have been repaired several times, and many lines on the magic pattern structure have become somewhat blurred.

The Yerkes scholar stared intently at Grigory. He leaned forward with both hands on the low wall in front of the private room, just to get a clearer view of the magic pattern on the gladiator.

"These two magic patterns increase the ability of 'strength' and 'balance'!" He said to me.

After watching for a long time, Yerkes scholar let out a long breath, then thought for a while and said, "It looks like a magic swordsman who focuses on strength."

"Jijia, you haven't tattooed the first magic circle, have you?" Yerkes scholar asked me.

I was slightly taken aback, and replied: "Not yet."

Scholar Yerkes tore open his skirt, showed me the inscription structure on his chest, and said to me: "Actually, you should tattoo a set of primary magic pattern structure, after you have the first set of magic pattern structure , you know how big the difference will be with or without the 'Magic Pattern Construct', it will really be much different!"

Seeing the magic lines on his chest with the magic glow, I couldn't help but feel a little moved. In fact, I thought about it a long time ago. No suitable opportunity was found.

I raised my wine glass and touched Yerkes, and said cheerfully: "Okay! Let me think about what attributes should be used for the first magic pattern construction. It seems that I can have many choices."

Amidst the noisy cheers all around, Yerkes and I drank the wine in our glasses.

Holding an empty wine glass, the Yerkes scholar walked from the side of the table to the low wall in front of the stand, looked at Grigory intently, and suggested to me: "Of course! As an eighth-level magician, your The magic carrying capacity can almost meet the needs of intermediate magic pattern construction, before you construct the inscription magic pattern on your body, it is best to test the body's magic carrying capacity."

This kind of thing involves the privacy of magicians, so Mrs. Aliya sat with Mrs. Cecilia knowingly, leaving some private space for me and Yerkes. She sat with Mrs. Cecilia On the bench in the private room, from a distance, you can only feel that the two are smiling and talking kindly, but in fact, only their personal maids and Miss Jenny know that the two of them have been talking with each other with.

In such a noisy occasion, it is more suitable to talk about some private things, because the deafening noise around can almost cover everything.

I asked the Yerkes scholar: "If I choose an intermediate magicweave structure for the first magicweave structure, what will happen? Will it affect my subsequent magicweave structure?"

The Yerkes scholar said without hesitation: "If the first magic pattern structure on your body is an intermediate magic pattern structure, it will allow you to easily face those opponents of the same level in a short period of time. For the future impact, of course There will also be, that will greatly delay the inscription time of the second magic pattern on your body, because your carrying capacity is already serving the first magic pattern."

I scratched my head in some pain, and then said: "Speaking of which, I suddenly feel that the first magic pattern construction, the inscription pattern later is still very beneficial."

The two gladiators on the duel field tried to irritate each other with various rude physical movements at both ends of the field, and the supporters of the two gladiators outside the field also began to verbally attack the opposite supporters without any scruples.

The Yerkes scholar spread his hands and said to me: "This is a matter of different people's opinions, and the wisdom of the wise. It will not be different at first, but if we take a closer look, we will find that a person's body can be engraved with magic patterns. The parts of the outfit are actually very limited, if one day, when you become stronger and stronger, you will find that the whole body is engraved with the magic pattern structure, which is a particularly distressing thing."

He poured some wine from the bottle and beckoned me to add some ice to his glass, gesturing to stop Arya and Cecilia's valet from approaching.

I asked curiously: "Yerkes, what level of big shot do you think you need to be troubled by such a thing?"

The Yerkes scholar rubbed his forehead vigorously with his thumb, and said with a frown, "Let me do the math... Theoretically speaking... about thirty-level three-rotation magisters... oh, they won't...maybe Forty-level four-rank legendary mages will have such distress, maybe it will be like this, I am not sure, after all, you know that level, it is beyond our cognition."

I also felt that it was all fuzzy stuff, so I said, "Okay! Maybe we should talk to Mr. Bruce about these things!"

At this time, the Yerkes scholar suddenly said: "You should know now!"

I was a little surprised and asked: "What should I know?"

The Yerkes scholar said: "Of course it was my distress some time ago..."

Some time ago, I was caught up in the midnight wedding turmoil, and I really didn’t notice any troubles of the Yerkes scholar, so I said sincerely: “Oh, sorry, Yerkes, I didn’t realize your distress.”

The Yerkesian gave me a wave to show he didn't mind.

Then I pondered for a moment before saying: "When I started to study the magic pattern structures tattooed on my body, I suddenly discovered that we have almost no objects to experiment with, unless we can design a special and excellent magic pattern structure, and We also need to ensure the success rate of the inscription. If no one trusts us, it will be difficult for us to find a subject who is willing to let us experiment. After all, the circle of magicians is too small, and when everyone needs to construct the inscription magic pattern on their body, they will be more willing. Choose to trust those famous inscription masters..."

"So you think we should find a way to make the armor set of the primary magic pattern?" I asked the Yerkes scholar.

He waved his hand and said with disdain: "Of course not, I hate things that don't have any challenges, you know? Just when I was looking for a way out for this, you suddenly made that... ...Magicweave construction."

"The one with the 'Focused Mageweave'?" I asked.

"That's right!" he said.

I finally found an opportunity, so I cautiously asked Yerkes scholar about the cause of depression: "What's wrong with it? I still don't understand why you become autistic because of it?"

Scholar Yerkes took a deep breath, and then said: "Because of its appearance, it solved the problem that I had been thinking about for several months at once... Oh, no, it solved the problem that several generations of magic inscribers could not solve at once. !"

I guess the 'it' in the Yerkes scholar's mouth should be 'the magweave'!

Although I had a flash of inspiration in my mind, as if I had caught something, I still couldn't figure it out in the end, so I asked him: "Ah! Why can't I understand?"

The Yerkes scholar did not answer my question directly, but instead asked me a common sense question: "Do you know why the magic swordsman can engrave the magic pattern structure on his body?"

I said: "Due to the affinity of magic elements, they can collect the magic power of a certain attribute around their bodies. These magic powers provide a stable source of magic power for the magic pattern construction, so they can engrave the magic power on their bodies before the second turn." pattern."

Scholar Yerkes drank the wine in the glass and poured himself another glass. He said to me while tasting the taste of golden cider: "If... I mean if we put the Adding it to every primary magic pattern structure, have you ever thought about what kind of effect it will have?"

I finally understood what the Yerkes scholar wanted to say, but if this matter were made public, it would probably cause an uproar in the magic world.

I held back the turmoil in my heart, leaned closer to him, and said in a low voice, "You mean... all junior fighters can engrave magic patterns on their bodies?"

Scholar Yerkes took it for granted, and said with a self-deprecating expression: "Yes, that's it, the magic-weave structure engraved on the body will be popularized on every knight of the structure. In that case, the structure of the Grimm Empire The knight order will raise the fighting power to a higher level, this is something that many inscription masters have been thinking about day and night, but they never thought that it would be completely solved because of a small companion magic pattern."

He smiled lightly and asked me, "Do you think it's because you're lucky, or because we're stupid?"

I hastily explained: "I didn't invent this thing, I just copied this accompanying magic pattern from the magic book, if you want, I can..."

Yerkes seemed to be frightened by something, and quickly waved his hand and said: "You should keep it well! Ji Jia, you need to remember...not everyone can restrain their greed, I hope you don't mention it to anyone. that book."

The surroundings began to become quieter.

On the arena, the duel between the two gladiators officially began. The two gladiators walked slowly around the outer circle of the arena, as if they were looking for an opportunity to charge.

A large phantom formed behind the body of the scorpion warrior was a sand scorpion tens of meters long. The sand scorpion in the phantom raised two huge front pincers high up and a sharp tail needle , put on a fighting stance.This warrior turned out to be a warrior whose strength has broken through a turn, really cannot be underestimated.

With a flash of inspiration in my mind, I approached the Yerkes scholar's ear and suggested: "Yerkes, I have a proposal. In fact, we can buy some slaves as our experimental subjects. At the beginning, I could buy some slaves from them. Practice drawing some of the simplest magic pattern structures on your body, such as simple 'strength increase', 'physique increase', 'agility increase' and so on."

The Yerkes scholar stared at Grigory intently, and said, "Of course, since we have the 'Fighting Magweave', there is nothing wrong with it!"

At this time, a huge phantom of a fire wolf appeared behind Grigory. The phantom of the fire wolf covered in flames was much smaller than the sand scorpion, but its aura was full, and it could be seen in the phantom. Those billowing flames, and the short sword in Grigory's hand also burned at this moment, and the entire blade turned red, like a red-hot iron bar.

The battle between the two is imminent.

The first person who couldn't hold back was the scorpion warrior Fang Fang. He opened his mouth wide and roared wildly. He strode towards Grigory with big strides. His hands were bluffing like a bird A moving sand scorpion.

Grigory on the other side took a deep breath, handed over the crimson Roman sword held in his right hand to his left, and leaped forward as lightly as a reindeer. Every step was a very The unique rhythm seemed to match some kind of unique war drum, and his steps became erratic.

In the eyes of the scorpion warriors, Grigory's figure was as erratic as a flickering flame. He could only slow down and judge Grigory's next landing point with difficulty, and then made some changes in his body. Corresponding adjustments, but in this way the opportunity has been lost.

When Grigori and Fang Fang collided, the scorpion warrior clasped his arms empty, while Grigory leaped high and flew over Fang Fang's head.

Just above Fang's head, Grigory turned around and backhanded, inserting the scarlet dagger into the heart of the scorpion warrior along the clavicle.

"Plop" a loud noise.

The moment Grigory landed on the ground, the huge body of the scorpion warrior fell on the sandy soil. The blood spattered from the wound on his shoulder was quickly evaporated by the crimson Roman sword, and a trace of white blood evaporated. Moisture, and then... the wound was bloodless.

The ultimate quietness is only between dozens of breaths.

Then, cheers of victory erupted from the field.

At this moment, the arena belongs to Grigory!
(End of this chapter)