It was the first time for the supplicant to hear the word 'recharging' wrongly. It was a very new word, but the meaning was not difficult to understand.
But the phrase 'recharging the angels' made it difficult for him to understand, and he felt that his three views had been subverted.
He had a vague feeling in his heart that the key to many problems that he had been puzzling about before probably lay in this 'charging'.
Do you have to be charged to become an angel
Need to use this large-scale enchantment to charge
Can I also be promoted to Angel this way
He had many guesses in his mind, and felt that a brand new door was in front of him, and he only needed to open it lightly, and he could take the long-awaited step.
The hand holding those enchantment design drawings couldn't help but clenched tightly, as if holding a life-saving straw.
Gallo noticed that the supplicant was distracted for a while, and said angrily:
"What are you doing stupidly? Are you listening to me seriously? Are all your mages so rude?"
The supplicant quickly coughed twice and withdrew his thoughts.
"Ahem, please continue to talk, I will remember it in my heart."
"Then, there is no problem in arranging this set of barriers, right?"
Gallo asked.
"certainly!"
The supplicant answered in the affirmative.
Gallo continued to ask:
"How many can be arranged? Naturally, the more things that are related to the safety of the world, the better."
"And the longer it can be maintained, the better!"
The supplicant carefully looked at the list of materials, and then made a rough estimate in his mind.
Based on his current family background and the current accumulation and income of the Invoker School, if there are no major accidents in the future, he can maintain five enchantments of this size.
If you grit your teeth, live a little harder, and further squeeze other forces and imperial nobles who are attached to the school, you should be able to add three more, which is almost the maximum limit.
For this reason, they had to stop the operation of the school's headquarters in Yunzhong City, and were very afraid of accidents and risks. Once something happened, it was likely to collapse completely.
The supplicant originally reported the relatively conservative number of five seats.
But he changed his mind and thought that this is an excellent opportunity. The King of Angels in front of him also looks like a reliable thigh. If he can seize this opportunity and hold it tightly...
He suddenly became angry and boasted:
"Ten! If I go all out, I can maintain ten barriers of this scale until we win the final victory!"
Gallo couldn't help frowning when he heard this number.
ten seats? so many? Are mages so rich
His previous psychological expectation, that the other party can bear the burden of three seats, is already very satisfied, but now it has more than tripled
Isn't this guy bragging
The supplicant had been paying attention to the changes in Gallo's expression, so he naturally noticed the slight movement of his frown.
His heart couldn't help but freeze, and he almost added two more, so that Gallo could show a smile.
But I really dare not say this, maybe ten seats can be squeezed, think of a way, but for twelve seats, even if you sell your kidneys, you won't be able to make up for it.
This enchantment is really too expensive, not only the cost is high, but also the follow-up maintenance cost is very high. It is already an astronomical figure to afford ten.
He could only reluctantly explain:
"Master Gallo, ten seats is already the maximum limit I can sell..."
"It's not easy to even maintain this kind of expenses. I really can't increase it."
When Gallo saw this, he didn't make it too difficult for him. This kind of long-term investment should not be too tight or too extreme, otherwise it will easily collapse.
What's more, ten seats have far exceeded his expectations.
But he pretended to be a little disappointed, and replied:
"Okay, ten seats will be ten seats, although I originally had high hopes for you..."
"Please excuse my incompetence."
The supplicant hastily half-kneeled down, and has changed his name to a 'subordinate'.
"Forget it, just arrange it as soon as possible later. If there is any situation, just contact me through this."
As Gallo said, he took out a piece of hard bread from his bosom, and then reached out and wrote an angelic rune on it. This is equivalent to a rather special blessing, and the specific effect is similar to the various imprints left by gods in reality. .
Through this piece of bread, Gallo can contact the supplicant at any time, know his spatial coordinates, and perform various operations on the crossing.
Like Pope Shenguang and Archbishop Artanis, there are similar things, but what they have is a cup of pudding and a small half of corn on the cob.
The supplicant took the piece of bread with both hands, and tried a little to feel it.
Hard!
Then he glanced at the rune on it again.
I can't understand it at all, but I still feel dizzy, and I seem to be able to hear low-pitched whispers like hymns in my ears.
Obviously, even a demigod can't look directly at this thing.
He hurriedly put the bread away next to his body, thinking about how to study the mystery on it.
"Then let it be like this, although you are a mage, you are still very sensible."
Gallo said, stood up from the chair, ready to leave.
And in his hands, he was still playing with the shining gold bracelets from before, and he didn't intend to return them at all.
The supplicant naturally dared not say anything.
But the puppet angel Lal seemed not enough, fluttering his wings again, rushed into a treasure window, and took out a sword hilt from inside.
"My lord, this is good!"
Ral handed the hilt to Gallo.
The supplicant suddenly had an urge to strangle this guy to death.
The hilt is a relic of a saint during the melee of the gods, the so-called 'relic of the saint'
Moreover, this saint is not the kind of saint canonized by a certain sect. The kind of saint canonized by a sect can only be regarded as a false title, a nice name, and generally only those sects will recognize it. .
And this saint who left his sword hilt is a real saint. The biggest difference from those canonized saints is that he can be recognized by everyone, and he only needs to report his name, even if he is a stranger. Masked strangers know him as a saint.
There is a mysterious feeling of 'no one in the world knows the king', as if the world canonized him as a saint.
This kind of true saint is a rarer existence than demigods, angels, and gods, and it is completely different from the canonized saints of the bad street.
Apart from this fallen one, the supplicant knows only the teacher of the perfidious, the Saint Jolo.
That's why this sword hilt is very precious. Before Saint Yoro was still alive, it should be the only relic of a saint in this world. It is one of the most special and precious collections among the supplicant's many collections. .
In the end, they were all snatched by that rag doll-like ghost!
Although the supplicant hated this guy very much, he didn't dare to make mistakes, let alone make a move.
Although he didn't feel any coercion and fluctuations on this doll, as if it was an ordinary doll, but the more so, the more vigilant he was.
How can there be an ordinary doll in this world that can move and talk
If it is affected by magic and divine arts, why is there no fluctuation at all
Obviously, this rag doll should be a special existence, and it is very powerful, and its restraint of coercion and breath is so meticulous that even the strongest demigod on the ground can't detect it.
Otherwise, there is no reason for it to be with the King of Angels, isn't it
Therefore, even if the supplicant is very distressed, he can only swallow this bitter pill by himself, and treat it as compensation for all the troubles that his subordinates have caused Jia Luo before, right
After Gallo got the hilt of the sword, he looked at it carefully, and then said sadly:
"This is indeed the stuff of our sect."
"This saint, who has no name, was the one chosen by Lord Miya to clean up the mess when I was asleep. He successfully completed the mission of the goddess, built a new temporary shelter for the believers, and was promoted to an angel. sacrificed in the war of the star gods..."
"Although I can probably remember his deeds, I can't recall his name."
The supplicants on the side were stunned for a moment, not knowing whether they should remember the saint, lament the horror and cruelty of the Star God, or continue to feel sorry for their own collection.
After Gallo put away the hilt of the sword, he raised the gold bracelet in his hand and asked:
"By the way, I almost forgot about it. This thing is the phylactery of the Lich, right?"
The supplicant was slightly startled, and subconsciously wanted to defend himself, but after thinking about it, he nodded decisively and admitted:
"Yes, it is the phylactery of a friend of mine."
Liches were all mages when they were alive, which is one of the reasons why Gallo thinks the mage profession is very evil.
Therefore, it is normal for the Lich and the Mage to maintain a certain relationship.
But it seems that there seems to be a deep friendship between the Lich and the Invoker, and they would actually entrust such an important thing as the phylactery to him for safekeeping.
Now that the supplicant had admitted it, he simply broke his can and confessed:
"Actually, in the early years, I worried that my lifespan might not be able to cross that threshold, and I also had the idea of transforming into a lich in my heart, and learned a lot of knowledge about this."
"Since then, I have established a deep friendship with her... But later, I still gave up this idea, not daring to face that kind of death and fate."
"Master Gallo, are you planning to... kill her?"
Gallo did not answer directly, but replied ambiguously:
"It depends on the attitude of the kingdom of the dead."
The supplicant couldn't help showing a wry smile, and was about to plead for mercy, but he heard Jia Luo continue to say:
"However, I allow you to tip off."
The supplicant quickly knelt down and said nothing more.
Gallo continued:
"If you want to take that step, you don't need to become a lich, just do things for me."
After all, there was a slight trace of authority on him, which was the half he snatched from Visa.
Just a slight leak of aura is enough to benefit the supplicant endlessly, and the harvest from a serious experience of this aura far exceeds the various inexplicable and useless research he conducted before.
Today, I only met with Jia Luo once, and I have had such insights and gains twice, which is better than his research results of hundreds of years ago.
The supplicant immediately thanked him repeatedly, and kept the fluctuation and taste of that breath firmly in his heart.
"Do things well, and naturally I won't treat you badly."
As Gallo said, he activated the switch and left the treasure house.
He has always believed in the principle of 'one stick and one carrot' and 'if you want the horse to run, you have to feed the horse', so that the supplicant can taste the sweetness in advance, so that he can do things with all his heart, instead of stealing, cheating, being passive and sabotaging .
The role of the supplicant is quite important. He almost leads the entire supplicant school alone, and can even be said to be the leader of all mages. This kind of character is difficult to replace and can only be used well.
Before, he was a little worried about what would happen if this guy refused to submit. Although it was easy to kill this kind of person, it would be difficult to find another candidate who could integrate the power of the mage.
Fortunately, the supplicant is still very cowardly, very knowledgeable about current affairs, and things are progressing smoothly.
Of course, the successor must keep an eye on this guy, so as not to make any troubles.
On the side of the supplicant, after Gallo left, he also looked exhausted, slumped on the ground with his buttocks slumped on the ground, with cold sweat oozing from his back.
He hasn't been in such a mess for a long time.
In the previous communication with Gallo, he had been in a state of mental tension, but he couldn't see it on the surface.
It is indeed not an easy task to face a terrifying existence that can obliterate oneself at any time. Every word and every action must be carefully considered and thoughtful, lest it will cause the other party's displeasure.
too tired! It's more tiring than being a dog lick!
Fortunately, this king of angels is not as irritable as he imagined, but actually quite easy-going and approachable.
"Huh~ This time, I have gained a lot, so I have to hurry up and digest it."
"However, the task of the King of Angels must be completed first."
The supplicant kept his sitting posture, teleported directly back to his usual laboratory, and sat back to his original position very precisely.
On the table in front of him was the crystal container that contained some holy power.
The supplicant glanced at the thing with some disgust, and threw it into the pile of debris behind him.
He used to regard this thing as a treasure, but now it seems that it is just a piece of tasteless chicken rib, and he has benefited a lot from the little things that the king of angels leaked from between his fingers.
He even wanted to praise the king of angels, Gallo.
Then, the supplicant lay down on the table again and began to write letters seriously.
The first two letters were two orders for his most trusted students to carry out various preparatory work for setting up the enchantment.
Then, he wrote a letter to his lich friend, reminding her to pay attention, but he was very careful with the wording, just reminding that a powerful being would come to the kingdom of the dead.
After sending out the letters, he leaned over the desk and continued to study.