What has not been spoken to the knight is yes, and multiple roars follow one after another.
The hall in the distance flickered, and a large number of lines were continuously triggered.
Celtic magic bullets, Christian punishment, Aztec sacrifices, Egyptian curses, Greek "trials"...
The traps of various systems are constantly erupting with terrifying destructive power.
Looking at Sigurd who put down his hands after everything subsided, "Lancelot" swallowed subconsciously.
He didn't discover any of those traps just now.
If they stepped into it recklessly, it would be a question mark whether they could survive with the "spell armor" on their bodies.
The so-called "battle" has already begun since stepping into this building, or from the moment he decided to deal with Oreos. It is because there is no such correct cognition that the Roman Orthodox knights are called by Sigurd It is called "the weakest".
(This is the "strongest gold" mercenary...)
Once upon a time, they thought that Sigurd, the "strongest gold", was just a false cognition caused by the interruption of the "gold" line.
Even if they had really felt the blow that shook the leylines, they didn't think it was something that individuals could do.
After all, for "gold" magicians, all magicians on the magic side will subconsciously default to the nature of "cooperative masters", and the "one-man show" gold that fights alone is almost extinct.
But looking at it now, I'm afraid the Roman Orthodox Church's evaluation of Sigurd is still too conservative...
At this time, in the "Principal's Office" on the top floor, the alchemist who felt that the trap below had been eliminated by violence was talking to himself looking at the early morning Academy City outside the window.
"It's already here..."
The other girl sitting in the principal's room looked at the man incomprehensibly.
"what?"
"Nothing. It's just a visitor."
"Guest? Is it the 'investor' mentioned earlier?"
"No. Another guest. It's just..."
Squinting his eyes, the imperceptible murderous intent in the eyes of the man in a luxurious white suit has locked on someone below.
"There seems to be another batch of 'bugs'?"
Chapter 350: Within the barrier, the separated knights
The continuous explosion of traps has not subsided for a long time. There are so many deadly traps gathered in one hall alone. It is hard to imagine how terrifying the deeper places inside this building will be.
It feels like a "house of ninjas" standing in the metropolis, even if you change your shoes, you may be smashed into a sieve by shuriken and kunai.
A magical explosion is a bit different than a physical explosion of gunpowder or something else.
To put it simply, unless something else is blown out, there will be no follow-up phenomena such as dust or black smoke.
But in terms of general cognition, it is reasonable and reasonable that the building collapses immediately under the explosion that covers the entire hall in an instant, isn't it?
But "Lancelot" and the others didn't panic at all, or they couldn't understand the situation in front of them now.
Unscathed.
Yes, the entire hall has clearly experienced a blast that even the London Cathedral would be damaged. This building, which is only built with science and technology, did not even produce any cracks in the marble on the ground.
And, the most outrageous thing of all, are the premise staff who are packing up materials at the front desk.
They were obviously less than ten meters away from the core of the explosion, and they were completely involved in the explosion, but at this moment they were still immersed in their own work, as if they didn't even feel that the explosion just happened .
"How is this going?"
"It's nothing strange. Didn't Index say it just now? Compared with "defending the enemy", this place pays more attention to the "inside" barrier. Simply put, it is to seal the people inside and prevent them from going out."
"Taking an 'alchemist'..."
I'm afraid it's unacceptable, right?
After all, the strength of these knights is second to none even in the Roman Orthodox Church with hundreds of millions of believers.
But at this time, the alchemist, whom they had always looked down upon and even nicknamed "Antique Merchant", displayed firepower beyond their reach.
But even if it was as strong as them, a destructive spell like the one just now might be able to kill all of them in an instant.
This has surpassed their understanding of the "weakness" of alchemists.
"The 'alchemist' itself is not something that is regarded as a 'profession'. Based on 'alchemy', 'adding bricks and tiles', this is the alchemy department magician that you have degraded as an 'antique merchant'." things they can do.”
"Moreover, he is also a well-known doctor and alchemist, a direct descendant of Paracelsus. Although his magical ability is far inferior to that of the 'Secret Recorder', he is not able to be accepted as an 'alchemist'. The existence of underestimation."
Index gave a fairly objective evaluation of Oreos.
The man who was able to stand next to this girl as a "teacher" three years ago is definitely not a "weak" existence.
Astrology, alchemy, summoning......
These are a bit like the national language, mathematics, and history of Academy City.
Even if you are a Mandarin teacher, it is impossible not to learn mathematics at all, right?
The so-called magician is to understand everything, and then find the most suitable direction for oneself.
Although the magician will also make some subdivisions according to the direction they are good at, such as "rune magician" or "astral magician".
Priests, nuns, wizards, and witches are somewhat different. Although they are general, they can be regarded as "professions" alone, because they don't mean "only one class".
But "alchemy" is a bit different. There is no such profession as "alchemist" on the magic side.
Oreos can only be described as a "magician proficient in alchemy".
After all, "alchemy" itself is very special.
alchemy.In particular, the alchemy of the Zurich School in the later period can be said to be a branch of Arius of the Hermes School.
Generally speaking, the main direction is turning lead into gold, and making elixirs of immortality, etc. Stirring the crucible or shaking the test tube in the "laboratory".
It can be roughly understood as a "researcher" on the scientific side.
Although it sounds amazing, these things are just "research" after all, not the ultimate pursuit of alchemists.
The essence of an alchemist is not "creation", but "knowledge".
If Stiyl and others are "warriors", then the alchemists are "scholars".
Randomly lit a handful of flames in the void, the pale color and the distorted surrounding scenery all invisibly showed the destructive power contained in this flame that seemed not much bigger than a lighter.
Following the guidance of Sigurd's fingers, the flame flew to the decorative green dill hanging basket.
The moment the little spark touched the radish branches and leaves, it exploded with extremely high heat. Even through a layer of armor, "Lancelot" could feel the heat penetrating through the thin cracks in the armor.
The flames erupted quickly and extinguished just as quickly.
After the flame disappeared, through the distorted space "Lancelot" saw the unscathed dill.
"It should be such an enchantment. It's like the front and back of a coin. The people on the 'front side of the coin', that is, the staff who don't know anything, can't detect us on the 'back side of the coin'."
"And those who are on the 'back side of the coin', that is, us foreign enemies, are completely incapable of interfering with everything on the 'front side of the coin.' You see."
Index reached out to the fruit plate on the table in front of the sofa.
She wanted to pick up the apple, but the fruit, which was smaller than the girl's palm, remained motionless like a lump of iron.
"Lancelot" also reached out to try to pick up the apple, but the weight from the palm seemed to be pulling a wall.
"It seems that we can only take the stairs."
Sigurd said so, but he had no intention of moving.
"Lancelot" also understands that Sigurd intends to let them lead the way as a "pioneer". After all, this time itself is their task, and Sigurd is only here because he wants to come.
They looked at each other, put the big sword that was originally attached to the waist behind their waists, and separated a shield from the armor on the back. From the appearance, it should not be complete. It seems that it was specially designed for fighting in a narrow area. Make it complete.
The protective gear is there, but the knight's big sword is not suitable for use in a stairwell that only accommodates two people, so he pulls out a one-handed sword and a combined one-handed hammer from the armor leggings.
A group of Roman Orthodox knights kept a distance of one meter from each other, advancing forward in a long snake formation.
The stairwell is very narrow, and if two people stand side by side, they will definitely be unable to shoot because of the obstruction.
And if it is a long snake formation formed in this way, not only can a single person have enough space to display, but at the same time, when the companions in front are attacked, the people behind can also pull them back.
This is undoubtedly not the best approach, but there is no better solution in the "temple" at this time.
Looking at the Roman Orthodox churches going upstairs one after another, Index seemed to have discovered something.
"Sigurd..."
"Ok, I know."
Although Index was a little curious as to why Sigurd didn't warn the knights when he noticed something unusual in the stairwell, she didn't ask aloud either.
Although Index could not bear the knights stepping into the trap in such a daze, Index also knew Sigurd's "protection" as a magician of the "golden" lineage.
If that was really a deadly trap, Sigurd would probably destroy it as before, right?
The last knight holding a longbow stepped into the stairwell, and a team of about 20 people had been completely "swallowed" by the dark and narrow stairwell.
Almost at the same time, in front of Sigurd and Index, the knight who was still there disappeared instantly just like the overlay of layers in the software.
No sound, no change.
Only the entrance to the dark corridor remained silent.
"Then, won't the Lord come to greet the guests?"
Just as Sigurd finished speaking, there was a sound of leather shoes colliding with the stairs from the direction of the stairs.
"It's been a long time, mercenary? Have you had a good time with the maid?"
"Tsk? How should I put it... This is too weird? In every sense. Or..."
Tilting his head, Sigurd looked at the man who appeared from the stairwell with some incomprehension.
"Are you taking me for a fool?"
Chapter 350: "Instant Alchemy"
The footsteps stopped in the corridor about ten meters away from Sigurd and Index.
Seeing the man coming out of the dark stairwell, Index froze for a moment.
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