"I'm sorry, I was rude..." The silver elf girl took a breath and calmed her mind, and explained: "The rank of the territory is the term before the war of the saints, and it is to distinguish the strength of the territory. What we said Half of the primary territory refers to primitive areas like Tonigel that have not yet been developed by magic."
The girl lightly pressed her chest: "The magic power scattered in such an area is distributed in a chaotic state in the wilderness. Only in a considerable range will the magic power naturally converge into a magic pool, which is called a pool of magic power. It's the nest of magic."
She glanced at the others, mainly Roman and Akane: "Actually, you all have seen places like this. The place where magic power converges is affected by chaos and becomes a den of monsters."
"It turns out that the monster's nest is formed like this!" Roman raised his index finger and tapped his lips, and asked curiously: "But how can the monster's nest be related to the strength of the territory? Is it that the more monsters' nests, the better? Isn't this weird?"
Metisa shook her head and couldn't help but smile: "Of course not, but the civilized world—humans and elves’ armies often seize such places and build biological nests on them to serve the civilization itself, or build wizard towers. , Isn't the Crystal Pool."
"The wizard tower, crystal pools, and creature lairs can all greatly enhance the power of a lord. Therefore, the more mana pools in a territory, the more mature and powerful the territory is, and only those with at least ten mana The territory of the pool is qualified to be called the territory of magic."
"The concept of the magical territory has far exceeded the definition of a lord in the human world. In the entire multiverse, the lords of the magical territory are respected." Said this, Metisa smiled again: "Like Grudin. The nobleman of the United Kingdom is still within the scope of your human concept, but he is worthless if he leaves your society, or even just leaves Eruin."
"But even if there is only one pool of magic power, it also means that this lord has at least a reputation in the wide area of the world." She looked at Brando, meaning that the young lord had no reputation in Eruin. Obviously, but in the world that advocates power, his position at the moment has gone far beyond Grudin.
"How big is a natural magical convergent point?" The merchant asked again, she was always curious about these weird knowledge.
"Almost..." The silver elf girl thought for a moment: "According to Eruin's system, such an area is about the size of a baronial collar."
Akane heard the gods from the side. She had never come into contact with such a high level of knowledge before—on the border of kingdoms like Jean Denel and Golan-Elson, not to mention the origin of mercenaries, even ordinary nobles might not listen. Having said these things-she couldn't help but blurt out and asked: "In other words, there is such a place in our fir neck?"
"Ah, that's how it is!" A light of understanding suddenly flashed in Roman's eyes, and the merchant lady's reaction to such non-serious matters was generally surprisingly fast: "The Charles has been mysterious for a while, I listen to those The mercenary said that he often haunted Schafflund and said he was going to build some tower. It turned out to be looking for magical gathering points, right?"
"The little brain reacts very quickly." Brando finally couldn't help but inserted in angrily.
"I've always been great, Brando, you're so stupid, that you only discovered-Oh!" The merchant lady immediately hugged her head.
Before the little fox's tail could be fully raised, Brando was hit on his forehead. He didn't know how this little guy who claimed to be a "lady and elegant businessman" always used the only "smartness" in these messy aspects.
"It's true, Tamar and Antitina calculated that there should be a magical converging point near Schafflund." Brando replied.
"I didn't expect Miss Antitina to have the talent of an astrologer." Medissa exclaimed sincerely.
Brando didn't expect it, but in fact Antitina had calculated it before entering the Black Forest, but at that time they didn't even have enough magic crystals to build the White Lion armor, let alone build any mage tower.
"But is the Mage Tower just the pointed towers in the story? What's the use? Is it the wizard's home, Brando, is it where Shire lives?" Romain dodged his head and asked.
Ordinary people may not be able to answer this question, and even Metis may not understand the babble among wizards, but among the people here happens to be the wild elf sister Fro, who is an elemental envoy. Fro bowed slightly, and said sternly like an endorsement:
"The Mage Tower is not just the home of the wizard, Miss Roman. There is a huge resonance crystal placed on the top of the Mage Tower. This crystal as a whole is carved from a magic crystal. It can increase the power and distance of most spells in the range-even extend it. At thousands of meters or ten kilometers away, the wizards can use this crystal to form an impenetrable fortification of the wizard tower and strike the enemy out of sight."
"In addition, the crystal ball placed in the tower also has the function of monitoring the territory. A mage tower of the lowest level is enough to monitor all areas around Fir City. It is one of the most important defense facilities in the territory."
"At the same time, there is an alchemy laboratory and a public mana pool in the mage tower."
"Public mana pool?"
"Training a wizard apprentice requires a lot of spellcasting training, but the caster often casts a few spells at a low level, and he has to rest for a long time to regain his energy. The public mana pool can greatly shorten the time of rest, which is shortened in disguise. Time to train apprentice wizards, Miss Roman."
"Don't call me so eloquently, Sister Flor, it feels so terrible." Roman patted his chest, and said with some lingering fear: "Anyway, I understand, the Mage Tower is a very important place, right."
Flor nodded seriously.
Brando also nodded. Flor made no mistake. Normally, it only takes three weeks to train a farmer into a qualified infantry in the game, but it takes nearly a year to train a qualified wizard apprentice. With the Wizard Tower, this time can be shortened ten times, and the Wizard Tower can train a qualified wizard apprentice every month.
After being upgraded, the wizard apprentice can grow into a Tier 1 elemental or wizard. At the same time, it can also cast three first-level spells. The magic arrows and magic shields of the first-level spells are extremely practical spells, and the cluster casts are equally powerful.
What's more, apprentice wizards are still the foundation of many arms, such as anti-magic swordsmen and phantom cavalry, which need to be retrained on apprentice wizards to get them.
The construction of the mage tower requires a pool of magic power, so the pool of magic power is a very important existence for every high-level territory. Not only the wizard tower, but also the artificial crystal pool that can transform the magic power to generate magic crystals, as well as the nests for cultivating fantasy creatures. When the territory is magical to a certain degree, some advanced camps can be built.
For example, the Pegasus knight camp of the tree elves needs the Pegasus lair and the gate of the star and moon.
The silver elf girl continued: "So generally speaking, half of the natural primary territory will only have one such natural magic pool. Valhalla actually uses three right hands... This is incredible, it is like the legendary magic plain. Same."
"Magic Plain?" Brando looked back at Medissa, who had just heard of the term.
"The magical territory of the civilized world is only eligible to be called a magical territory if it has at least ten mana pools. However, some natural wildernesses have such power. Although they do not necessarily have ten mana pools, we also Acknowledge that this kind of land is a natural magical territory." Metisa continued, "Magic Plain is one of them."
"I have also heard of the Magic Plain, which is also called the Four-Leaf Clover Field. This kind of land has a high concentration of magic power. The growth rate of magic plants in the Four-Leaf Clover Field is almost several times that of the ordinary guarded land. "Brando said.
"Martha's guardian land is actually a kind of magical land, but it is a special kind. The Black Forest is also, there are also the flame plains and the holy land of war, but I have only heard of it." The silver elf girl replied.
She raised her head: "But the world tree planted by Lord Lord has more magical power than any natural magical land I have ever seen. The three magical pools, even if they are... The Silver Valley where it is located does not have such a strong natural magic power."
"The fortresses in the legend are said to be sacred land. It is the last fortress used by the ancestors to defend the dragon of dusk. It has the same power as the legacy of the saint. Silver Valley is also such a fortress." She continued: " But they are far less powerful than Valhalla's remaining power. I don't know why this fortress is so peculiar, but it must have its meaning."
"If I were to give a name to the magical land where Valhalla is located, it would be called the sacred land." Medissa said at last.
"Holy place, this name is really good." Roman agreed.
Qian also nodded, she felt that Lord Lord's things should also be worthy of the name, of course, if Brando learned of this idea, she might blush.
The silver elf princess watched this young man as her own'master', the sword of the earth, the golden apple, the Valhalla, and the legendary things appeared beside him one by one. If she could have thought it was accidental before, but suddenly, Medissa wondered whether this was a call of fate to her.
Just as fate called her back then.
For some reason, she suddenly looked forward to the future.
However, the fact that Valhalla has three magic pools is a pie in the sky. The average player often faces a difficult choice when constructing a territory—three necessary magic buildings in the primary territory:
Wizard Tower, Crystal Pool and Magic Workshop, one of the three must be chosen.
But Brando did not have this concern. Tonigel originally had a magic pool to generate a magic pool, and he could arrange the rest by himself. Originally, he wanted to leave Valhalla's magic pool to Hydra. The lair, but it seems that there is still a surplus.
But then Brando made new discoveries.
He originally planned to transform the bottom magic pool into a hydra's lair, but he immediately discovered that the bottom magic pool was not vacant, but a building called the'Vortex of Light' had been generated.
Looking at the detailed information from the holographic map, he found that this thing turned out to be a biological nest. This nest can generate a creature called the Spirit of Light. This creature sounds like both a heroic spirit and a light elemental creature.
There is a natural nest in the realm. This is definitely a surprise. The nest is not a commonplace in any period of the entire Amber Sword-of course, exceptions such as the black wolf and the flying dragon-but Brando believes in Val It is absolutely impossible for Harane's lair to be such a thing, and most of the lair creatures are very powerful, he is eager to know what this spirit of light is.
He made a suggestion to go down and take a look. Naturally, several ladies would not object. Only Flor stayed alone. Her reason was that Brando cultivated the core of Valhalla here, and the messengers outside might bring fir trees at any time. News from the city, when those mercenaries see a tree out of thin air, they will be scared to death. She stayed outside to avoid extra branches.
Brando can only admire the care of the sister among the wild elf sisters. Among the subordinates around him, only Fro and Antitina have such carefulness to know how to do it, but Antitina has recently been overwhelmed by the affairs of the territory, and only this wild elf sister with a poker face can help him deal with these trivial matters.
Although it always seems reluctant, the standard of doing things is always top-notch.
The remaining people found the entrance to the hollow area on the lower floor of Valhalla at the back of the hall, and then entered the room where the vortex of light was located.
The lower area of Valhalla is actually like a huge tree hole. The ground and walls are pure wood. Although they are as smooth as they have been artificially polished, the ceiling and walls still have roots and vines hanging down, with some Natural breath.
In a large cluster of blue fluorescent crystals, two huge vines entwined to form an arch. In the center of the arch, a golden vortex about three meters high is slowly stirring, and the vortex eyes seem to connect the two worlds. A beam of golden light shoots out from the passageway, like a bridge hanging in the air.
In the corners of this room, there are still some tan plants growing, and these peculiar plants reflect colorful light under the radiance of all kinds of lights, looking like an illusion.
"So pretty, Brando!" Roman couldn't help but compliment as soon as he entered the lair.
"It's like a portal, this lair is a tunnel type, right?" Metisa asked.
Brando nodded.