Chapter 168 Short-Sighted and Special Training

"...Curse energy?"

Annan frowned, realizing that the problem was starting to get serious.

His expression also became serious.

"Which spell are you talking about?"

Just in case, Annan asked.

He still held a trace of luck in his heart.

If it really is that magic energy, then this is not as simple as a local noble rebellion...

But Wasika's answer completely erased Annan's luck: "It's the magic you know. The legendary 'Holy Grail', 'Fountain of Youth', and 'Fountain of Youth', the forbidden technology from the elves- Use the 'Blood of the World' pumped out of the curse cellar. The power of creation that can almost achieve what you want..."

Hearing the word curse cellar, Annan was finally able to confirm it.

"But how dare they..."

"Why don't they dare?"

Wasika Rasputin sneered and interrupted Annan's words: "Short-sighted and selfish. For them, protecting their wealth and power is the highest purpose and the fundamental motivation for all actions...

"Not to mention the use of the blood of the world, the gray fog will be further strengthened... They want the Great Barrier to be further suppressed, it is best to stay away from them. In this way, they can independently support the Great Barrier, and they are qualified to become peacemakers. There is an existence of the same level as the Principality of Winter.

"If you can extract enough magic energy, it is not impossible to fight against the righteous gods... Even if the world becomes riddled with holes and fragmented after a few hundred years, it has nothing to do with them."

Having said that, Wasika's eyes became gloomy: "Speaking of this. I even suspect that the concentration of gray fog has increased abnormally recently, I'm afraid..."

"You mean, someone started using spells again?"

"It's not impossible. Generally speaking, the shrinking speed of the Great Barrier will not exceed five meters per year. But since last year, this number has suddenly increased significantly."

The brown-haired catgirl who gave a strong sense of asymmetry nodded heavily: "I think the biggest possibility is the United Kingdom. The aging King Denisoya, and the 'old royal family' of the Field Islands, are both There is this motive."

indeed.

The warnings of our ancestors are too far away for today's people. Compared with the many miraculous feats that mantra can do, its side effects are almost negligible for individuals.

For short-lived species, the price is much less than that of elves.

Prior to the arrival of the elves and centaurs on Arthurlan, the technology of Arthurlan was roughly equivalent to that of the early Middle Ages on Earth. They do not have the protection of gods, the survival rate of extraordinary people without carrier technology is extremely low, and they have no understanding of spells at all... Only a very small number of ancient ritualists use incomplete, barbaric, and extremely inefficient ritual power.

At that time, the gray fog was a shallow curse that could be dispelled by the simple ritual of "lighting on the lamp and clapping hands" to the Arthurians.

It is precisely because the elves abused the curse energy that the gray fog concentration increased rapidly. It was not until it caused obvious damage to the bodies of the elves that a large enchantment was established based on the twenty-four wizard towers.

The banning of spell energy was already at the end of the Third Epoch.

From the end of the Second Epoch to the end of the Third Epoch... In less than a thousand years, the outside world was directly filled with dense fog that extraordinary people could never pass through.

"If it is a curse that can push the Great Winter Barrier to shrink inward... The scale of the extraction of curse energy is absolutely impossible to be small."

Annan replied immediately.

This determines that even if someone steals the magic energy, it is absolutely impossible to be a personal act.

And considering that in the past few months, no one has suddenly photographed a mantra-energy difference engine, a mantra-energy spacecraft or the like, and it doesn't seem like it was secretly used by any country to develop technology.

...not quite right.

Annan quickly realized the problem.

"You want to say that the efficiency is not right...isn't it?"

Just looking at Annan's eyes flashed, Wasika guessed what he was going to say.

"That's right," Annan nodded lightly. "If the curse cellar is really restarted, in a few months... no matter what you do, you should have extracted enough spell energy."

The most simple use of mantra can support the consumption of a prosperous city.

Harvesting crops in seconds, rapidly multiplying animals, greatly extending their lifespans... All these miracles that seem to be suddenly kryptonite gold can be easily accomplished using spells.

The mantra energy can only be stored in the mantra cellar.

——Because the mantra is the blood of the world.

If the curse cellar leaks and does not cause a violent explosion, the curse energy, even if it only comes into contact with the air, will immediately return to the world itself.

Because "air" is also part of this world.

Only in the curse cellar where the environment is like another world, the magic energy can be stored stably.

But the reality is that no one has come up with a big bomb across the ages.

As if only the curse cellar was idling.

Why is this……

Annan thought for a while.

He turned his head and asked, "Those guys from the Northern Alliance... Where did they get the spell energy technology?"

"Technically, they haven't got it yet. That's why we can chat here."

Wasika corrected.

"But you said before..."

"They haven't reached a unified opinion for the time being. But sooner or later, someone can't help it. Because in Wrangel Province, there is a [specimen storage library].

"Although in principle, the elves should destroy all the spell energy technology... But like these short-sighted nobles, there are idiots among the elves."

Wasika frowned: "In the [specimen storage library] in Wrangel Province, there is a technology to create a curse cellar. And it was brought out directly by a frost whisperer.

"I even suspect that some of them have already begun to secretly create a curse cellar in their own territory."

It's really something they can do.

Annan nodded.

Also realize the seriousness of the problem.

"I'm afraid our meeting today will end here."

Annan turned his head and glanced at the three people on the first floor, and then looked at Wasika: "I have to contact Winter's Hand and take them away for torture."

Interrogation is such a hard and dirty work, naturally it is not Annan's turn.

Likewise, he doesn't need to find a way to get these people away - that's something that the Hand of Winter needs to consider.

If it weren't for the fact that the players have no experience in this area, and considering that there are still some minors among the players, we need to pay attention to the impact. In fact, Annan still wants to find a few players to come and practice...

But Annan still remembered Ivan's reminder.

Although I don't know why... but Ivan reminded him that when talking with the Rasputin family, try to take absolute initiative.

According to Annan's speculation, this seems to be related to the great spell mastered by Grand Duke Winter.

Because Vasika didn't try to disarm Annan, or want to move any crooked thoughts, Ivan's warning was useless for the time being.

But it seems that it can be reversed and used a little...

Wasika didn't know what Annan was thinking.

She just glanced at the three: "I'll help you watch them. Although I don't think you can ask anything...but it's okay."

"—Also, Your Excellency Wasika."

Annan interrupted suddenly.

"Don't be so estranged from me, Your Majesty. Just say something."

Catwoman just chuckled: "When you succeed to the throne, I will be your court ritualist."

"I do have something I want to trouble you with."

Annan looked at Vasika with a smile: "I have a group of very loyal and trustworthy... I mean, young people who are absolutely loyal to me personally.

"They are restricted by a special curse, and they will not die even if they fail in the ritual, and their brains are also very good."

"You mean to say..."

Wasika asked tentatively.

"On the Rasputin family's side, it is inconvenient for them to come... for a little training? We can discuss the specific compensation later."

Annan, who chuckled, looked like a cunning white fox.

Wasika did not know why, the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"Okay. I don't need any payment, I can even give you a present."

She easily responded to Annan's request: "The only requirement is that anyone who learns the rituals of our family must add the word [Rasputin] to their names.

"Of course, they may not come until next month. Because I'm going to be a cat soon... You can't understand the words."

become a cat?

Annan thought of a certain person... no, a certain cat.

"As long as there is a translator who can communicate with cats, there will be no problem."

Annan replied.

On the other hand, the players who are carrying out the [Great Adventure with the Ship] underground have not yet learned that Annan has tinkered with them a wave of great benefits.

However, their search for Captain Celicia in the Stone has already yielded some new results.