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In short, the ancient elves consider themselves to be descendants of Ori-El, and follow the ancestor's way to become gods.

The lifespan of ancient elves has no end, but they will still die due to diseases and injuries. During their millennium-long average life span, they strive to achieve perfection in everything, such as art, magic, etiquette, etc. Doctrine also spread to the high elves, the orthodox heirs of the ancient elves.

As the years change, the ancient elves perish, the ancestors of the elves sink to the bottom of the sea, and various branch elves appear.The Saiyk cult is a hermit organization that has always followed the way of the ancestors. They have a long heritage, powerful knowledge of magic, and are beyond the commonplace of the world.

When Lu Zhengkang was playing games, he had always misunderstood the wizards. He felt that they were nothing more than that. The appearance of the Saiyk Cult made him an eye-opener. In their few scenes, they showed powerful spellcasting abilities, such as time. Stillness, telepathy, spatial teleportation, prophetic perception, etc.

Especially when time is still, those outstanding Winterhold wizards can't see such a mystery, and can only feel some physical and mental discomfort afterwards.

Lu Zhengkang was afraid that after he found the Eye of Magnus, he would be cut off by the Saiic Cult before he could get it into the Pure Land. It was too painful.Or maybe he was besieged by the cult after taking away the artifact, it was even more painful.

Therefore, he still intends to slow down and improve his strength first, so as not to get the artifact but he can do nothing.Since the Eye of Magnus had never been born, he didn't have to worry, he still chose to wait for a fate to come.

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Regarding tuning forks, Lu Zhengkang has designed several sets of solutions, limited to the technical level, they are quite cumbersome. He even thought about making a tuning tractor specially and putting the equipment on the steam pickup trailer. Release magic like a tweeter—and noise.

But that style of painting was so strange that he voted down.

The final solution is an umbrella tuning fork. The main body of the tuning fork is a brass crystal square column with a bottom side of one foot and a side of nine feet long. The internal system is responsible for simulating the resonance of the ground bone. At the end of the ribs, a brass bell with the size of an adult man’s fist hangs as a sound component.

The four sides of the square column are divided into eight blocks, each embedded with a diamond-shaped blue crystal, totaling thirty-two crystals. The surface is enchanted with iron armor, spell protection, enchantment, etc., to ensure its strength.The internal structure is strictly designed in accordance with Dwemer's technology, and Lu Zhengkang has also added the Necro System to improve the efficiency of energy circulation.

The umbrella is covered with scarlet-colored fine-woven linen, and for waterproofing, a shield is enchanted.

In addition, the tip of the umbrella is a willow leaf-shaped, made of black sandalwood. In addition to looking good, it can also be used to open eyes.

Umbrella bones are gold and have good magic conductivity. Because gold is soft, iron armor is also separately enchanted.

The enchantments of bells include iron armor, shielding, and sound amplification. Inside is a set of mechanical sound elements, which can emit music like a music box, and can also play recordings.These bells are not actually a necessary part of the tuning fork, but like a wand, they can release spells.

After the tuning fork was made, it was named the eleven-tone brass umbrella by Lu Zhengkang.

The troll man is now just over eight feet tall, almost not growing anymore, carrying a copper umbrella that is more than nine feet tall, and looking a few miles tall.

Lu Zhengkang showed off his new weapon in front of Serana, and in the crisp sound of bells, magic power roared like a tide.

"How? Cool, isn't it?"

Serana shook her head, "You can hold an umbrella even if it rains. You really look like a noble lady."

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Chapter 340 The Power of Elements, The Way of the Master

The eleven-tone brass umbrella gives Lu Zhengkang a completely different feeling from exogenous armor.

The Great Ivan is like a violent puppet, Lu Zhengkang can borrow its power, and the eleven-tone brass umbrella is an authority, giving him the power to command magic power, which is to amplify his spellcasting ability.

Lu Zhengkang's mana central brain is always in debt. Now that he has a tuning fork, he can completely ignore the mana reserves, as long as he is energetic, he can mobilize the original mana at will.

Lu Zhengkang flipped through his mission log and found that there was one item in the miscellaneous [Making the Mage Set]. The mission set a year ago had always been forgotten in the corner by him.

Now he certainly doesn't need a mage suit, but he can make one for Serana.

Their journey is still going on. After leaving Ngawang Chenzer, they headed westward, ready to see Snowman. If you are on the way, you can go to the monastery first and visit the Greybeards.

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Jonas followed Farouda with a group of apprentices. They wandered in the courtyard of Winterhold College. The high elf female wizards would talk casually and share some of her understanding of spells. The students were walking. You can also communicate freely.

Such exchange courses are on average twice a week, sometimes once every two weeks. Of course, there are other courses as well. Those are not under the control of Faluda.

After going around for an hour, Farauda was a little tired and was about to end get out of class. Before that, he had to announce something.

Farauda: "In a few days, the college will organize an inspection of the ruins. Students who want to go can apply for Master Tofdir. This time he is still leading the team."

Her words caused a burst of excitement in whispers, and a tiger girl asked in her imperial language with a wonderful accent: "Eta Li wants to know the location of this expedition?"

Farauda: "It's not confirmed yet. It may be Sattar or Elf Fang, but we have been to Sattar several times. It's not interesting. Therefore, it is more likely to go to Elf Fang. The quota is only Ten, this time it is said that I will go a little deeper into the Dwemer Ruins."

The apprentices dispersed in a rush and went to Tovdir, only Jonas stayed there.

Falauda squeezed her eyebrows, and asked the Brighton kid happily, "What's the matter, boy? Is there any confusion you want to share with me? Although I may not be able to answer, but I should be able to give reasonable suggestions."

Jonas: "Tutor, what is the ultimate mystery of destruction spells?"

"Oh! It turned out to be this problem, but it was beyond my expectation," Farauda was obviously taken aback, "Why, are you confident that you are already a senior expert?"

Jonas looked embarrassed, "No, I still have a lot to learn, but I'm still curious."

Faruda smiled, "Okay, it is certainly correct for a mage to be passionate about knowledge, but I have to remind you, don’t be too high, don’t show arrogance to any spell, magic It will make you, and it can easily destroy you."

"Yes, mentor, I understand." Jonas lowered his head respectfully and stared at Farauda's toes. He had been accustomed to such old-fashioned talk, and he often introspected the golden rules of such mages and kept one Awe is always right.

Farauda criticized Jonas's gesture with a silent gaze. The high elf's golden eyes seemed to flash with bright electric lights. Wherever his eyes passed, countless bumps bulged on the boy's skin. The restless and depressing magic energy was there. The malicious mocking in his ear made him nervous, but he was full of expectations.

Ten seconds, ten long seconds, Farauda finally said, "Your intelligence has always been amazing, precocious, steady, passionate, and happy. Such you are indeed qualified to embark on that path. ."

Jonas asked in his heart, what way?

"Destruction is the magic of playing with elements, but we are just some poor people who are holding water bottles and drawing water by the river. The real master of destruction has the power to control this thrilling river. I can tell you that I should look for it next. Inspiration from the power of the elements," Farauda coughed, "Come with me, I can give you some suggestions, a book, the road is hidden in it."

Jonas followed Farouda to the Temple of Faces. Like the Hall of Achievement, it was a resting place for the mages. It was a round tower and a double-layer structure. There was a magic well in the middle of the ground on the first floor. Fan-shaped rooms were distributed into one. Circle, the half-arched doorway has a gray magic barrier to isolate it from the inside and outside, and it can only be opened with the permission of the mage or an emergency order from the chief mage.

Farauda took Jonas to her room.

As a tall elf, she dresses up her dormitory very carefully. Special spells forcefully expand this narrow space. It is about a fortieth of an acre, which is quite wide. The carpet is woven with yellow cashmere and is colorful. Embroidered paintings of the Magnus coat of arms, the effect of cleansing enchantment is excellent, spotless enough to make housewives envy, other than that, the wooden furniture of various colors is also quite exquisite. The interior has its own enchanting table and alchemy table, with various materials The cloth is neat, and there are many green branches growing naturally on the wall, separating the gray stone wall, creating a wonderful feeling of deep forest. There are magic lights above the head to simulate natural light and day and night movement.

Jonas stood in the hospitality area, where there were comfortable reclining chairs and fruit and vegetables on the coffee table, but the boy did not sit without the owner's permission out of courtesy.

Faruda walked to a bookcase and chanted the mantra lightly. Jonas stood there watching this scene. The strong ritual touched his mind. He thought to himself: This bookcase must be very important, otherwise Teacher Farada. There is no need to set up a magic trap to protect it. What kind of knowledge is stored in it?

Farauda opened the cabinet door, gently, squatted down, opened the bottom partition, and then took out the key. Jonas couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and peek.

"Cough cough." Faruda coughed twice, and Jonas immediately stood up and made a serious look.

"Okay, I found it." The high elf mage closed the bookcases one after another, and then walked to the boy with the large blue book in his hand, "Here."

Jonas solemnly accepted the treasure.

The old book cover has the texture of bronze, one side has the pattern of the eye of the sun, and the logo of the god of magic Magnus. The pupils seem to contain deep power, and Jonas feels his blood surges, making him dizzy.

"This...this is?"

Faruda said softly: "An ancient heritage, this book is called "The Power of Elements". It contains proverbs, go, uncover its mystery, and it will also unlock the mystery of magic."

"Don't worry, mentor, I will definitely crack the secret of this book!" The boy bowed and hurriedly left.