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Chapter 672 India: That's right, it is I!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Defense spell! Quickly prepare the defense spell!"

After being bombarded several times, the Persian sorcerers finally reacted, hurriedly gathered together, chanted divine incantations, and constructed a magical barrier.

Beams of light rose up among the Persian army, and the superimposed and operating magic arrays resembled upright shields of light.

The layers of flame patterns not only blocked the magical cannon fire from the sea, but also extinguished the chaotic flames that were about to spread.

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"Tsk, these imitations seem to be only of this much use."

On the deck, Plato, dressed in an academic gown and tall and slender, patted the slightly warm bronze cannon barrel in front of him and shook his head with dissatisfaction.

While magic cannons, which use magic as their power source and ammunition, are somewhat unique, they ultimately still fall within the realm of mystical systems.

Therefore, its attacks can still be defended against with a magical barrier.

Aristotle stepped forward and comforted him:

"It's already quite remarkable that we can replicate 70-80% of the power of the original, teacher. After all, we're using cheap and common bronze, not rare oresite. From a purely practical standpoint, this improved version is more suitable for deployment in the army."

His teacher was deeply influenced by his ancestor Socrates and liked to promote the nobility and extraordinary nature of mankind. Therefore, he was very enthusiastic about researching and excavating various ancient human civilizations of the Golden and Silver Ages to prove that mankind possessed outstanding creativity and divinity that was no less than that of the gods.

Among the many ancient human civilizations, the Age of Light that once perished in the chaotic sea—Atlantis—was the subject of his greatest interest.

To this end, he even wrote a book of miscellaneous essays called "Dialogues" to record his research.

However, in a world ruled by gods, such doctrines and research directions are quite unorthodox and are destined not to be recognized by the mainstream.

Therefore, Plato's situation in Athens was not exactly pleasant.

Especially after their teacher Socrates was accused of blasphemy, many scholars and disciples associated with him were implicated.

It was around that time that Aristotle, who had already established himself in Rome, invited his teacher Plato, as well as his friends and students, to come to Rome to establish education and conduct academic research.

At first, Plato was reluctant to leave his homeland.

However, upon hearing that the Roman Age of Gods was built upon the foundation of the Atlantean civilization and that the Pantheon contained a wealth of technological information about Atlantis, this great philosopher immediately brought his family to Rome to begin his research.

Incidentally, he also brought along a large group of colleagues, friends, and students who were unable to fully utilize their talents in Greece.

To date, this impressive research team has recreated and improved at least dozens of Atlantis technologies.

The metal warship beneath their feet, and the bronze magic cannons mounted on it, are among them.

Their presence here serves two purposes: firstly, they have been commissioned by their superiors to create a map of the Roman Empire's ancient territories; secondly, they wish to test the advanced technology of Atlantis and some of the artifacts they have reconstructed.

Therefore, they naturally joined Caesar and Alexander's bandit-suppression team.

But they didn't expect that before they could wipe out the bandits, they would encounter the Persian regular army that had infiltrated.

Upon discovering the enemy's presence, everyone realized that they could not fight them head-on.

Therefore, Alexander and Caesar decided to use themselves as bait to lure the Persian army to this open seaside area.

Then, the two men led the Roman legions to defend the terrain, holding off the Persian army head-on. Aristotle and other scholars led the fleet to the coastal waters, using naval cannons and other superior weapons to launch a fierce attack on the Persian army's flanks.

Although there were some twists and turns, everything went smoothly.

The two sides joined forces and successfully caught the Persians off guard.

However, the Persian army, which had the advantage in numbers and military strength, was clearly unwilling to swallow this insult.

A quarter of an hour later, hundreds of magical flying carpets woven from monster wool rose into the air from the Persian army's camp. One by one, spellcasters dressed in white robes and holding magic lamps sat cross-legged on them, piloting the flying carpets toward the enemy ships in the near sea while chanting divine incantations at high speed, summoning all sorts of magic lamp spirits.

"You're in such a hurry already?"

Plato raised an eyebrow, turned his head, and smiled mockingly behind him:

"Teachers, it's time to start teaching the class on the other side."

On the deck, a hundred or so scholars, dressed in toga robes and leather sandals, nodded in unison, their faces revealing arrogant sneers.

Being able to enter the circle of the three sages—Socrates, Plato, and Aristotle—and be treated with high honors by the Roman Empire was itself a testament to their strength.

And that is indeed the case:

They all studied at the College of Athens, and most of them had experience teaching there. Their research covered various fields such as economics, culture, politics, science, and nature, and their achievements and reputation were enough to establish their own schools of thought.

However, their only drawback was that they were quite restless and lacked reverence for the gods, which made them less popular with the orthodox Athenian thought.

But it is precisely because of this that they have gone further on the path of research and discovery, becoming the undisputed wise men among ordinary people.

And now is the time to test their academic level!
As the Persian sorcerers approached, the Athenian scholars on deck each displayed their unique skills.

Anaxagoras was the first to launch an attack.

He was the founder of the School of Intelligence, and was proficient in geometry, astronomy and mathematics. He believed that the essence of the sun was a ball of hot matter, that the moon, like the earth, had valleys, that meteorites were stones that fell from the sun, that thunder was produced by the collision of clouds, and that lightning was the result of friction between clouds. He believed that everything could be controlled by humans.

Because he denied that celestial bodies were sacred, he was accused of blasphemy. He was spared only by Pericles' mediation, but was later expelled from Athens for "impiety".

However, fortune and misfortune go hand in hand.

Based on these theoretical achievements, he gained a deep understanding of celestial bodies and nature, and subsequently mastered Hermesian astrology and alchemy, becoming an expert in these fields.

"When the stars are in their proper positions, it is time for judgment!"

Anaxagoras solemnly chanted in Hermes, and ancient star charts appeared in the sky one after another. Meteorites ranging from several meters to several kilometers in diameter were summoned from the void and fell one after another towards the Persian sorcerers.

Several sorcerers were caught off guard and were blasted into mincemeat along with their flying carpets.

Immediately afterwards, a gaunt old man with white curly hair, but full of energy, took the stage.

His movements were few, but with each wave of his hand, a Persian sorcerer was shot down. This was an extremely abnormal magical aiming ability.

His every move seemed effortless, yet each magical attack, like a guided missile with eyes, always struck its target precisely.

Once he sets his sights on a target, no amount of evasion will help.

Since the start of the battle, this old man's attacks have never missed, maintaining a 100% hit rate, which is even more outrageous than that of professional gunners.

His name was Pythagoras, and he possessed exceptional talent in mathematics and geometry.

Immediately afterwards, Plato couldn't resist taking action as well:

"I wield the sword of justice, and philosophy reigns supreme!"

Amidst the solemn divine pronouncements, Hermes script formed around him, automatically intertwining and connecting to create magic circles of varying sizes, which then overlapped to construct an ideal magical kingdom.

Any arcane mage who trespassed into this territory was instantly stripped of their spellcasting power, falling into the sea like dumplings.

"You Persian barbarians, wake up!"

Plato clenched his fingers forward, and the colorful magical tides around him erupted violently, almost turning the area into a vacuum. One by one, the Persian sorcerers and the genies they summoned were crushed by the terrifying suppressive force.

Seemingly not satisfied, the great philosopher casually ripped off his loose academic gown, revealing an exaggeratedly muscular physique that could kill a bull with a single punch, and leaped into the sea like a cannonball, showcasing his superb Pankrasin fighting skills.

The unfortunate Persian sorcerers had just managed to break free from the laws and restrictions imposed by the "Ideal State" when they saw a fist the size of a clay pot rapidly enlarging before their eyes, and then their entire bodies turned into a pile of minced meat.

Aristotle, who was on the ship, sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.

Although all members of their school of thought studied Pancrass, the most professional and deeply influenced by it was undoubtedly their teacher, Plato.

In order to learn the purest Pankrasin fighting techniques, this teacher reportedly even registered as a Pankrasin fighter in private and challenged people to fights on numerous occasions.

We are scholars, not butchers; we must be elegant!

Aristotle muttered a curse to himself, then slightly raised his hand forward.

Instantly, the magical elements scattered in the air converged wildly, forming a blue, red, yellow, and white vortex on the sea surface.

In an instant, fireballs, ice spikes, ground spikes, streams of light... appeared one after another, forming a magical attack like a meteor shower, instantly filling the sky.

The colorful splashes and the constant explosions lasted for nearly fifteen minutes.

During this period, the four-colored vortex was not limited to single-attribute magic attacks, but constantly evolved to adapt to new changes on the battlefield:

The combination of red flames and frost on the outside and blue on the inside, the falling rocks that were ignited like meteorites, the large swamps of water and soil used to restrict movement... these varied and complex magic spells caused the Persian sorcerers who came for revenge great suffering, and their casualties increased sharply.

"Aristotle, your theory of the four elements has become quite advanced."

A young man with black hair, dressed in an academic gown, stepped forward, his tone filled with emotion, his eyes revealing a desire to compete.

His name was Archimedes, and he was not much older than Aristotle. They both attended the Academy of Athens and completed their studies there, making them alumni of each other's schools.

However, during his time at school, he was always overshadowed by this senior, which inevitably made him somewhat resentful.

Now that this is a rare opportunity, we should definitely give it our all.

Driven by the tide of magic, Archimedes' body floated into the air, with multiple hexagonal mirror-like alchemical tools arranged in a ring behind him.

"Behold this perfect circle, this endless light!"

Accompanied by a low murmur, the brilliance of the sun, moon, and stars was absorbed, focused, and refracted by the hexagonal mirror behind Archimedes, eventually converging into streams of scorching magic that ignited several Persian sorcerers and their flying carpets, turning them into charred remains.

Heraclitus, the thinker who proposed the theory of "living fire," couldn't resist the urge and joined this academic show.

"The world begins with a cause and ends with an order. Its past, present, and future are an eternal flame, burning in a certain degree and extinguishing in a certain degree! Therefore, light is everywhere, descend—dispel the darkness of ignorance and forever ignite the fire of order!"

Amidst the old scholar's chanting of divine pronouncements, the fireball, unleashed with all its might, resembled a dazzling golden sun.

As this thing slammed down, a huge whirlpool first formed on the sea surface, and then it exploded with a roar.

In an instant, a blinding white light flashed, stinging the eyes of everyone around, friend or foe, and blurring their vision into a blinding white haze, as a terrifying mushroom cloud rose into the air.

Thus, the hundreds of Persian sorcerers who came seeking revenge were all wiped out in this grand academic performance before they even got a chance to touch the fleet.

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"A bunch of trash!"

In the Persian camp, Darius III slammed his fist on his chair, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Due to their special status, spellcasters are often arrogant and sometimes even dare to offend him, a member of the royal family.

When they arrived on the battlefield, hundreds of arcane mages were wiped out in a single charge by fewer than a hundred foreign mages.

It looks nice but is useless!
Seeing the black fleet on the sea turn its cannons around again, seemingly intending to bombard their camp once more, Darius III couldn't help but complain. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Let them go!"

Moments later, dozens of slender, flying boat-shaped airships rose up from the military camp.

This is a divinely created weapon called "Vimana," a flying machine recorded in the ancient Indian epics "Ramayana" and "Mahabharata," and the mount of gods such as the sun god and Indra.

The hull is cast in gold and inlaid with emeralds, forming a floating structure with radiant wings when deployed. Its power core uses a mercury-fueled solar energy conversion system, releasing energy through a solar crystal to achieve vertical takeoff and landing and ultra-high-speed maneuverability, with flight speeds exceeding the speed of sound.

In order to achieve results as soon as possible and gain the favor of the royal family, he spent a considerable amount of money to import these divinely created war tools from the Indian pantheon.

It's just advanced tactical equipment; they have that too!
Seeing the Radiant Ship hurtling towards them, the Roman academic delegation couldn't help but laugh out loud:

"Alright, now that class is over, it's time to show our academic research results to the other side."

In terms of technology, how could India possibly compare to Atlantis?
"Buzz!"

Instantly, the seawater surged, and dozens of unidentified flying objects slowly unfurled their silver-white armor plates, spreading with a strange rhythm. The space trembled, the light patterns converged, and then a scarlet energy beam shot out from the core of the round gem on the metal sphere, knocking down several Vimana light boats at the forefront.

Atlantis Technology – Wide-Area Annihilation Weapons!
(End of this chapter)