Chapter 38: Let's Start with Black Technology

  Magic, on the continent of Xille, almost all civilizations have some special individuals who can master magic, a mysterious and powerful force. Some races are more likely to possess magical talents, so they have many spellcasters. For example, the declining elves and the fish people living in the ocean, almost every thousand people can have one spellcaster.

  Humans have a weak understanding of magic, and those who can cast it are one in ten thousand prodigies. However, the large number of humans makes up for this deficiency, and despite their foolishness, they have a considerable number of mages. These mages are treasures to each country, mostly gathering around valuable ruins or schools established in the capital. They either excavate magic from elven ruins or teach talented young people how to become true mages.

  Different races have their own understanding of magic. Humans think that magic is a devil's invention, originally used to deceive humans. Elves and some longer-lived races believe that magic was invented by their ancestors, after all, they have the highest magical talent. In ancient times, there were geniuses who discovered the principles of magic, which is not impossible.

  "What is the origin of magic, anyway?" Mo Yan asked, standing in the basement of the room with his arms crossed, next to a magic circle drawn with the fresh blood of a spirit, as he looked at Lirius who was preparing for magic: "Can I learn this kind of power? It feels like it's quite elusive."

  "Who knows?" Lirien replied, after killing the twentieth goblin and placing its heart on a magic array, "I'm not too clear about these ancient things either. Whoever invented magic, it's already an established fact, we just need to learn it. You don't need to know which hen laid an egg to think it tastes good."

  "That hen would probably taste good too." Mo Yan smiled and said: "You haven't told me yet, do I have a talent for learning magic?"

  "I'm terribly sorry, master." Lirien stood Raph in the center of the magic circle, who was covered in blood all over his body and said: "According to my observation, you don't have any magical talent. Maybe you can use a magic weapon, but it's impossible for you to cast magic because your physique is very strange."

  "Strange?" Mo Yan looked at his own arm and said: "The strength is indeed very strong, but for now, I haven't found any other strange places."

  "Master, you have a high resistance to magic, which is fatal for those who practice magic." Since Liriel had already begun chanting her spell, Vivian answered on her behalf: "This physique may make it almost impossible for magic to harm you, but at the same time, it also causes magical spirits to avoid you. And without being able to contact magical spirits, you are unable to use magic."

  "Is that so?" Mo Yan heard Lilith's words and shrugged, saying: "That's really unfortunate. By the way, do all of the devil's magic require sacrificing life?" Looking at the blood on Reforla's body slowly disappearing, as if it had merged into his flesh.

  "That's not it." Lirien quickly finished the magic and turned back to say: "That's because I didn't find a useful magic crystal. In hell, magic crystals are abundant, so these arrays are mostly driven by crystals. Currently, we haven't found a crystal mine, so we can only use the earth spirit's soul to replace the crystal power."

  "Does this mean I can control the lives of those demons now?" Reforra, who had just completed the ritual, asked as he looked at the mark on his arm that was similar to the demons but with some differences in detail.

  "Yes." Lilith confirmed Rayford's words and said: "The ceremony is over, from now on you have the right to control the life and death of demons. You should feel something, that feeling like being connected to something far away."

  "Hmm." Leiflor felt a bit, nodded and said: "Then I'll leave today, this method will also be used on the captain of the Second Demon Army when he returns. It will be much more convenient that way."

  "The Second Legion is still in training." Mo Yan thought for a moment and said, "We'll have to wait and see the results before we can say anything. After all, I don't know if that person has the ability to lead a legion or not. If he can't even complete the training tasks I gave him, I won't hand over the Second Legion to him."

  The Second Legion was formed after Reforae drove away the defeated Carthaginian soldiers and returned to Thunder Cliff. The human composition of the legion's command was selected from willing Carthaginian officers who chose to stay. Those over a thousand prisoners were also taken into consideration by Mo Yan for the formation of the legion, allowing Reforae to capture them all at Thunder Cliff.

  After all, it's not easy to train a batch of officers. It takes a lot of combat and command experience to cultivate a qualified officer. At this time, Carthage's defeat allowed many defeated soldiers to escape into Elam, including many officers who had fought against Maro and had actual combat experience.

  Mo Yan then had Lei Fu La grab some captives and bring them back to Lei Feng Ya. When meeting with these captives, Mo Yan first promised a lot of benefits, such as high salaries, vacations, and housing arrangements. Those who were unwilling could take some road supplies and leave Lei Feng Ya safely. After saying this, Mo Yan let these people choose whether to stay or leave.

  As a result, many people still chose to leave Thunder Ridge. Although Mo Yan's treatment was good, it was impossible for these people to work under the command of a demonic creature. These warriors were mostly followers of God, and their faith would not allow them to do so.

  As Mo Yan was watching a personal choice to leave, he was somewhat downhearted. However, there were still some people who chose to stay behind, and these people were mostly Maro's men, as well as some Carthaginians led by a man named Gira. Maro's men were mostly orphans who had joined the army, or bankrupt farmers who had been conscripted. They didn't have any family members to take care of, nor did they believe in any gods.

  The Carthaginians, on the other hand, were straightforward and told Mo Yan that they wanted to learn his tactics. They were curious about the tactics that had exhausted them, as well as the mysterious strategies that had left them bewildered. If they could learn these tactics here, they would have an advantage in their war against Maro.

  Mo Yan thought for a moment, and finally agreed. First, let these people stay and help him build the second legion. Once they have recruited enough manpower, it's okay to let them leave. After all, those tactics that made them suffer, Mo Yan had his own countermeasures, so even if they learned from him, it wouldn't be a big deal.

  So a dozen or so warriors of Carthage stayed behind to start building the second legion of monsters, and when Mo Yan returned to Thunder Cliff, they were in the wilderness completing their wilderness survival training.

  After completing the ceremony, Mo Yan arrived at the industrial zone of Leifengya.

  Although it was divided into an industrial area, in fact, there were only iron shops here. A large number of gray dwarves worked hard every day to produce a lot of weapons and armor for sale to the people of Sart, but Mo Yan's purpose today was not for weapons.

  "How's that thing going?" Mo Yan walked into a building in the center of the industrial zone, this is where Mo Yan specially divided out, trying to make designs for him, it can also be called the process confirmation center. The drawings designed by Mo Yan will be sent here by the gray dwarves, confirming the production process and materials to be consumed, and producing a sample.

  "And I've finished my part of the castle." A grey dwarf who was originally looking at a blueprint, hurriedly ran over to Mo Yan and said: "We have basically figured out the work sequence, only some details need to be handled. As long as you give the order, the other workshops can start production immediately."

  "There's no rush." Mo Yan smiled and said, "For now, the main focus is still on producing weapons. This thing is only supplied to Lei Tinggu for use, so there's no need to rush production."

  "Lord of the Castle." The gray dwarf led Mo Yan to a strange object and said, "Can this thing you designed, called Curve Handle, really increase grain yields?"

  "It's probably okay." Mo Yan looked at the finished curved plow and said, "I only know that using it will be more labor-saving and convenient. The Salter people's tool for turning over the soil is really too simple. With this thing, at least we can increase the area of cultivation."

  "That's really good." The dwarf stroked his big beard and said with a smile: "In that case, we can brew more wine, everyone will be very happy."

  "This is indeed a plan for brewing." Mo Yan smiled and said: "When the grain yield goes up, I think we can start building a brewery in Leifeng Gorge and brew some high-purity white wine. You and the people of Salter will definitely love it!"

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