The color of the Soge Wax Museum is dark and the light is not strong, so that the wax figures placed in the glass on both sides look the same as real people. This makes people admire and appreciate it, but there will also be questions about whether there are living people inside. A slight trembling was felt in my heart.
"Hehe, this wax figure of mine is just a little darker." Viscount Wright pointed to his black dress wax figure and smiled at Sog and Granuf, "Mr. Sog, your skills are really extraordinary. Standing here with it, others will definitely not be able to tell who is the wax figure and who is the real person."
Due to the impact of the previous "terrorist" attack, Sogg's complexion has been bad, and now he has recovered slightly after receiving the praise of Viscount Wright: "Master Viscount, this is the wax figure you customized when you returned from the Kingdom of Holm. That's how your skin is."
Viscount Wright laughed with satisfaction: "Mr. Sorge, I remembered it as soon as you said it. It was July and the sun was fierce. It's okay that I am a great knight. Some of the people on the same boat even turned bronze-colored."
"I saw you, Lord Viscount, and I almost didn't recognize you." Glennuf flattered with a smile, and then carefully looked at Harrison Brown who was admiring the wax figure not far behind, "My Lord Viscount, the previous attack It seems to be aimed at Brown Knight, I don’t know if there is any follow-up? Hehe, I am not a knight, and I have no ability to protect myself, so I am very worried.”
Viscount Wright straightened his neckline, exchanged glances with Graneuve, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, although they want to kill Brown, they are reluctant to go all out, or they will directly send a mid-level magician and knight to mix it up." In this kind of occasion, it is 100% possible to kill Brown. The only problem is that the magician and knight will definitely be surrounded by the night watchmen and us, and there is no way to escape. For the magic council, this is a completely bad deal. It's a good deal. Wait, even if there are still attacks, they should be mainly to cause chaos and long-range attacks. Hehe, Graneuve, I will give priority to protecting you, a weak servant."
Granuf has always declared himself to be the loyal servant of Lord Viscount, and Viscount Wright didn't mind calling him that.
Brown, who was admiring the wax figures of nobles from a distance, became more relaxed when he heard the conversation between the two. Yes, the Magic Council is absolutely unwilling to pay a big price to kill a quasi-knight like himself who is inspired by potions.
And behind him, beyond the intentional or unintentional human body wall formed by his followers, Lucien was carrying a black suitcase, and while admiring the simulation of the wax figure, he passed them and walked into the depths of the wax museum.
Turning and turning, in the wide and dark wax museum, Lucien found an unoccupied corner, where the glass windows were empty and belonged to those wax figures that hadn't been made yet.
After calculating the distance from Brown and the others, Lucien stuffed the black suitcase into an imperceptible corner, then took out the quintal inside and put it in the money bag and opened the interlayer.
Ten sticks of blazing glue, a pack of ordinary gunpowder, and a long rope coiled into dozens of coils were neatly fixed in the interlayer.
These blazing glues are not ordinary blazing glues, but blazing glues with even more terrifying explosion power.
After Lucien borrowed sulfuric acid, nitric acid and other materials and alchemy equipment from the "ferryman", he made some nitroglycerin with animal fat under the double protection of starlight shield and sun protection, and added them to the Blazing Glue.
In fact, ever since the first preparation of blazing glue, Lucien has been trying to increase its explosive power. At the beginning, he didn't have the ability to protect himself, so he didn't do it. He waited until he became an official magician and got the Fireweaver bracelet. Finally, Lucien continued to analyze and improve the magic formula of blazing glue during the journey, and finally achieved satisfactory results when he arrived in the Principality of Djibouti. However, due to the difficulty of materials and experimental equipment, it has not come in handy until now.
The reason why he didn't use nitroglycerin directly was because Lucien needed the magical fluctuations produced by the blazing glue.
Since the glass tube that seals the "improved" blazing glue is engraved with magic runes to prevent it from shaking and self-exploding, Lucien put the pack of ordinary gunpowder next to it and connected it to the long rope, then closed the black leather case, and put the long The rope twists and turns in the corner.
According to the experience of burning time last night, after calculating the length, Lucien carefully lit the long rope with a flint.
The rope added with special substances began to burn, stable and balanced.
Lucien pressed down his black top hat, lowered his head, and quickly walked out of this remote corner, and walked towards the front area of the wax museum where the nobles gathered.
Sigh, squeak, the soundless sound of burning sounded unhurriedly in this place where there is not even a wax figure, and after Lucien walked briskly for two minutes, he could already see the group of nobles, some of them were still alive. While admiring their respective wax figures, some are trying to make an appointment with Sog to make a wax figure.
Lucien leaned against the glass window not far away and watched the noisy scene. People who come in now must be watching the wax figure in front, unless someone with ulterior motives like himself would go to the remote place behind: "There is another Minutes, it shouldn't be discovered by anyone."
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Brown looked at those lifelike wax figures with envy. If the wax figures can be collected by the city museum in the future, then there will be no regrets in the glory of this life.
"Where is Mr. Sorge?" Brown looked around, looking for Sorge, and found that he was surrounded by a group of small nobles on the left, discussing the matter of ordering wax figures, while the Viscount Wright and other big nobles were appreciating Baron Moncache behind the scenes A two-person wax figure standing and sitting with his wife.
Thinking that he had better confirm the appointment of the wax figure, Brown gestured to the adventurer Night Watchman beside him with his eyes, and walked a few steps forward to Sorge.
While walking around, he happened to see a black-haired and black-eyed young man wearing a tall black top hat and a monocle over his left eye, looking at the wax figure intently. This style of clothing has gradually affected Stuerk in recent years, and many nobles feel that this kind of dress is elegant and dignified."
At the same time as the idea emerged, Brown had turned his head and stood beside Sog.
The adventurer Night Watchman followed closely, standing on Brown's left, always ready to guard against surprise attacks.
"Fifteen seconds, fourteen seconds..." Lucien pushed down his monocle, left the glass window, and walked towards Brown.
"... six seconds, five seconds..." Lucien was parallel to Brown, but passed directly.
While walking forward, counting the time: "Four seconds, three seconds..."
Brown smiled and said to Soge: "Mr. Soge, I don't know when I can come over..."
"Two seconds, one second..."
Boom, the violent explosion set off a ferocious air wave, and the whole building seemed to be trembling, blocking back what Brown had said in the middle.
This terrifying sound is like a collection of countless explosions, it is difficult to distinguish clearly, but the majestic and fiery magic waves are clear and turbulent!
Perhaps the wind speed in that corner has changed, and the explosion occurred one second later than Lucien's pre-calculated, but Lucien, who had been on high alert and waiting, was in a panic as soon as the explosion sound, vibration and magic fluctuations appeared. Quicker than anyone else's reaction, he half turned sideways and cast the long-prepared ring of magic "Charm Human".
Goal: Brown!
After getting the "Necronomicon", Lucien analyzed the foundation of its meditation method and several magic spells, and found that except for the state of the soul that he didn't know much about and was not very good at, most of the dead spirits that affected emotions, reason and spirit Part of the structure of magic is to release certain electromagnetic waves aimed at special brain waves, so as to affect hormone secretion and sensory judgment, so as to achieve the goal.
Combining this knowledge, Lucien used two methods to change the magic of "charming humans". One improvement is to reduce the electromagnetic wave part and enhance the soul influence part. It will be more effective for magicians, but not only the magic fluctuation is strong, but also it is easy to find that this person is charmed. Another improvement is to reduce the part affected by the soul and enhance the structure of electromagnetic waves, which will affect the brain waves more easily. It is very suitable for dealing with knights whose souls are not strong enough and those who are not outstanding enough in will. But when encountering formal magicians, this improved magic is just Not much effect anymore.
Because hormone secretion, brain wave frequency, etc. are normal responses of the human body, it will be difficult for a person who is charmed to be noticed by others, because emotional changes will also cause similar changes.
As for which electromagnetic waves affect which types of brain waves, why they affect them, and how they affect them, Lucien still has a little understanding. He can only rely on this idea and principle to try to copy some of the structures of necromancer magic. Now, the second improved The "Charm Human" has a chance to come in handy.
A quasi-knight like Brown, who relies on medicine to stimulate blood power, not only has a soul that is far behind a formal magician, but also has a weak will. He is the most suitable target for being "charmed"!
The tiny magic wave of "Charm of Humanity" is more concealed after Lucien's improvement, and the magic wave produced by the explosion of ten blazing glue is so strong that it is completely covered up!
Therefore, the night watchman, the adventurer, didn't notice it, the Viscount Wright who blocked Granuf didn't notice it, and neither did the other great knights and knights.
It was only half a beat slower than Lucien's magic. Brown's body flashed milky white light again, and angel feathers wrapped him up. But before the wrapping, Brown's pupils were already blurred, and then returned to clarity, only a little dazed. .
The rumbling explosion seemed to blow up the entire Wax Museum, and the violent magic fluctuations indicated that it was likely to be an intermediate magician, so after the initial reaction was too late, the Night Watchman, Viscount Wright, etc. took action almost at the same time as Brown, Either defend, or run directly to the place of the explosion.
After the explosion, the screams of ladies and ladies were everywhere in the Wax Museum. Aristocrats and ordinary people who were not strong either hid behind the pillars and shivered in extreme fear, or fled frantically outside the gate. The scene was chaotic abnormal.
The adventurer night watchman was very satisfied with Brown's subconscious reaction to triggering the angel feather, and then looked around warily, worried that someone would take advantage of this chaotic opportunity to make a surprise attack. At the same time, he also asked several great knights: "My lords, please help defend and view!"
Being raided continuously, several great knights felt extremely ashamed and did not refuse. Some stood around to defend, and some followed Viscount Wright to check the explosion site.
The adventurer night watchman is very vigilant when he sees the crowd running around, and he is ready to kill anyone who dares to get close. At this time, he saw a young man in a black formal suit who seemed to be an upper-class person rushing towards the gate in a state of panic and embarrassment. Go, the tall top hat on the head and the monocle hanging on the head are all crooked.
"This kind of aristocrats who haven't stimulated the power of their blood is a waste, and they are not as graceful as they say when they are in danger." The adventurer who was born as a dark knight thought contemptuously.
Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the young man fleeing the hall with the crowd.