Destroyer of Ice and Fire

“Dude...”

Silent players' villages suddenly sound a clear knock.

Professor May, who was burying his head and looking at a thick book, raised his head and looked at the door, "Come in. ”

The unlocked door creaked open, and Erin laughed with embarrassment, "Professor May, you are here. ”

Professor May glanced at Erin's swollen hands like two radishes and said with no expression, “What's wrong with your hands? How can you knock when you're swollen? ”

“was beaten like this by an opponent in the game.” Erin knocked gently on the door with his toes, making a firm sound, "I knocked with my feet. ”

Professor May still looked unemotionally, “You mastered both of the techniques I gave you last time? Game over? ”

“Yeah.” Erin nodded happily, "We won! ”

“Just won a team like King of the Mountains College. What can you get excited about?” Professor May looked at him and said, "How did the competition end so quickly today? ”

“No, we and the Mountain King's College team switched the order of the games with other colleges, we were the first to finish, and then the Silver Trout College and Long Table College games were finished, and there were four colleges that didn't finish the games. But because a strange new recruit appeared at Silver Trout College, he defeated the top four players at Long Table College with the same technique, and the captain of Long Table College abstained directly. Teacher Kate hasn't seen that technique, so let me see you first.” The faster Erin explains, the more excited he gets, the more he can't help but wake up. “The man named Shinto is really good at technology, can't see clearly at all. The other party's defense technology has just been implemented, he has rushed into front of the other party and directly hit the other party out. ”

“Don't make a fuss.” Professor May closed the book in his hand and looked a little annoyed: “It was kind of fast enough not to see at all, directly in front of the other party, directly knocked the other party off, and the other party's surgery couldn't keep up with his speed? ”

Erin nodded with embarrassment, "Yes. ”

Professor May slightly shrugged: “Is there a flaming light of surgical particles? ”

Erin shook her head: "No, it doesn't look like there's even a wind, and Teacher Kate thinks he just opened two surgeries at most. ”

“It should be the forbidden zone of Lucenger's God - the Void Strike. Impact technique that goes beyond the limits of ordinary human ocular neurons.” Professor May said directly.

Eileen asks, "Rusenger? Who is it?"

Professor May frowned: "Forty years ago, one of the strongest magicians in the Tully family died of illness five years ago. was one of those who qualified to be called a film dancer at the time. ”

Erin wondered, “What is a shadow dancer? ”

Professor May felt a bit of a headache in his brain, and he patted himself on the forehead, saying: "Now the habit of a magician specializing in assassinations, latent and remote assassinations is known as a shadow magician. These magicians are used to hiding themselves first, making the most of terrain, darkness and shadow possible. The most powerful of the recognized shadow artists, known as shadow dancers, means dancers in darkness and shadow, who are comfortable in that world. There have always been only a dozen people on the entire Dolates continent who are qualified to be known as film dancers. ”

“So amazing!” Erin got even more excited. "What's the secret to his technique? ”

“This is a field ban that changes the elemental power within a certain space. In the space he alters, his body can move forward without much resistance, and his body can be pushed by the entire space, so it can reach its limits.” Professor May looks at Arryn, "ignoring logic, simply, is a purely fast-tracking technique that can impact anywhere in front of or around your body. Moreover, this technique can pre-engineer the technical particles, and has accumulated the power to change the field in the body to maximize the speed of the procedure. ”

“Is there any technique that can restrain this technique?” Erin looks at Professor May eagerly, "Professor May said, as opposed to the last game of our group, we are going to meet the Silver Trout Academy. Teacher Kate was so anxious for me to come to you, I guess I also felt that time was tight and I couldn't afford to waste it. ”

“Panic! Can the mastery of a technique be determined in tens of minutes, a day or two? Learning is learning, learning is not learning.” Professor May scolded without expression, silently thought about it, and then flipped a scroll out of the box not far behind him, "write down the contents of the scroll and don't take it out. ”

Irene was reluctant to open it with her swollen hands and looked at it with excitement, but she was frustrated: "Professor May, is there any other technique? ”

Professor May looked at him unemotionally: "What's wrong? ”

“Can this technique really handle him?” Erin couldn't bear saying.

“Sure.” Professor May glanced at his swollen arms again, "With his fix, he could only perform this technique five or six times at most. With your patience, plus this preset technique to resist killing. You can definitely resist. And I haven't counted the talents that you can absorb from his surgical particles. ”

“But it's especially depressing not to be able to fight back.” Erin looked forward to seeing Professor May.

Professor May is not angry, just considering a few more seconds of time.

“This one. ”

He flipped through the case and found another, more ancient, scroll to hand over to Erin.

“Goddess of Darkness Eye? ”

Erin couldn't help but read the scroll open with the sharp pain in her arms.

“Even if the opponent is faster, if you can still see the opponent's movements, of course you will have an opportunity to attack. ”

“This is a neuron that stimulates the eyes and brain, equivalent to eye surgery that slows down the image in front of you? ”

“Pretty much. It's just that there will be some dizziness in the next two days. ”

“Just a few dizzy days, that's not a problem.” Erin screamed excitedly, "Professor May, can I learn both techniques? ”

“Okay.” Professor May nodded simply, letting him sit and study in a chair at the corner of the wall. As Erin sat down, his eyes fell on the book in his hand.

The ancient book he had just borrowed from the oldest Pokémon store in Archimala Castle bears a long name: The Last Battle of the Great Dragon War, Memoirs of Destroyer Steven.

“If you can learn these ancient techniques that belong to the Dragon Nation and the Dark Elf Kingdom, then there is only one last possibility of your blood. ”

The wrinkled artist's fingers gently tapped on the page, echoing the sound in his heart.

“In the National Competition, one is better than the other. ”

“When I wake up late, I have to try to catch up. ”

Such a noise echoed in Erin's mind, carefully mocking the two new techniques, while one followed the two accompanying gold-haired middle-aged men into a metal shop in the eastern part of the city of Ikemara.

The store sells antiques from the Great Dragon War and is dominated by hair and metal products.

In the windows on both sides of the dark blue glass door are two hand-held giant shields and battle axes, half a person's tall hairpin metal puppet, embedded with rare resistance crystals, at first glance is the legendary era, equivalent to the elite technician-grade powerful hairpin metal puppet.

Unfortunately, both metal puppets have been damaged, and from the cracks in the back and side of the brain, you can see that many of the hair strips and gears inside have broken.

But the more you can see the parts inside, the bigger and the smaller, the less rusty they are, the more amazing the horror craftsmanship of mountain dwarf artisans.

“Seven hundred gold coins," the price in the window, is enough to prove how much people appreciate it today.

“Wonderful craftsmanship and era. ”

The stately blonde middle-aged man sighed as he walked into the dark blue glass door, looking at the two metal puppets.

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed grey as he walked into the door and his body was not exposed to the sun.

The owner of this shop is a thin tall man covered in a giant dragon-era high collar artist's antique green robe, whose back, even bowed, is half as tall as a normal person, with a clever face and brighter hair comb than many family housekeepers.

”Lord Tias! ”

By the time he heard the blonde middle-aged man's voice, the owner had bent over with horror, and he raised his head slightly with some suspicion and some suspicion in his subconscious mind. Because the person he knew was supposed to have long silver and white hair, but when he saw the grey and white color shining in the other person's eyes, he had no doubt that the other person had only deliberately changed some of his appearance.

“Lord Diaz, why did you come here personally? Don't you feel dangerous? ”

He lowered his head even more frightened, and his whole body was deeply marooned by awe and fear.

“Danger? The elite artists of half the kingdom are after me. When have I ever been away from danger?” This middle-aged man plays like a beautiful purple witch crystal ball out of a window on one side, playing with it in his hand, "but is there anyone else more familiar with the grass and trees of the city of Akimara than I do? ”

“Lord Diaz, your servant awaits your dispatch. ”

The owner, bowing down, shocked suddenly, heard some meaning, but he didn't ask any more questions, just a whisper, full of fear and desire.