Chapter 35 Absolutely amazing!
According to the rules, an uncooperative suspect like Xu Fang will most likely have to sit in the regret chair all night, with a large LED light turned on above his head.
These are common methods used by trial meetings, mainly to put pressure on suspects.
People often become tired after staying in the backlight for a long time, but the judge will definitely not allow you to sleep and rest.
Over time, people will become anxious and their inner defenses will be broken down. Such semi-collapsed suspects can be identified by the old judge.
However, Xu Fang did not receive such treatment. He was placed in a lounge with a single bed, purified water and a lunch box on the bedside table.
Although the bright camera made people uncomfortable, Xu felt relieved and fell asleep after eating.
I do not know how long it has been.
Click!
The door opened.
Xu Fang opened his eyes immediately and saw the familiar burly figure at the door.
Damn it, I got up hard and saw that I was in the air.
"...Legion Commander?"
"it's me!"
Zhan Kong's hair and beard were still wet with dew. He strode up to Xu Fang and stared at Xu Fang with his bear eyes: "Follow me!"
When you first came to the ancient capital, how much time did you spend on the train?
Ten hours, or twenty hours?
But what about Zhan Kong?
It's still dark, and from the time I made the call to now, I'm afraid it won't last more than five hours!
at the same time.
Clock Tower Magic Association, first floor, laboratory.
The traces of the explosion are still clearly visible, with the silver-white walls dyed black and scattered with fragments.
In the center of the laboratory, a table was set up again, with the same materials placed on it as during the day.
There were several people standing around the table, all different in height, fat and thin.
The one standing in the middle was wearing a judge's robe, on the left was a short-haired man in military uniform, and on the right was a short, ugly man.
The ugly man used a pair of pliers to carefully take out a black ball from the smelting furnace, and then input the magic energy.
Click!
The ball breaks into pieces.
A look of disappointment appeared on the face of the short-haired man: "Isn't it still possible?"
"I have no idea at all...how did he do it?" The ugly man tugged at his few hairs in worry, his nose turning red: "Such low-level materials should not be used!"
"Mostly just pretending."
The presiding judge standing in the middle said coldly: "If you ask me to send him to prison, as the old saying goes, he who knows the current affairs is a hero. I believe that the torture tools there will definitely be able to pry his mouth open."
"Shi Zheng, he is a martyr!" the short-haired man said angrily.
"So what? Do you know how many Black Vatican bastards our trials will uncover these days?"
Shi Zheng refused to give in: "I would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go. Even if it is me or President Han Ji who is suspected! Feijiao, your work as a great instructor has worn away your blood and principles." Yet?"
"伱!"
The two of them were facing each other tit for tat, and the atmosphere was so tense that the old man next to him was sweating.
These two people, one is the military commander and the other is the presiding judge. Both of them are super mages, and they are not even qualified to break up the fight.
Fortunately, at this moment, the door of the laboratory was pushed open, and Zhan Kong and Xu Fang walked in.
Xu Fang saw the ugly man at first sight, and it turned out to be Master Yi Ping who repaired his magic tools.
However, unlike during the day when his nostrils were turned upward, Yi Ping was standing at the back with his neck curled up, trying to downplay his presence.
Against him, the other two men looked tall and handsome.
"Are you Xu Fang?" Shi Zheng stared at Xu Fang: "Did you make that 'bomb'?"
"it's me."
"Do it again." Shi Zheng spoke concisely and to the point. He had been in a high position for a long time, which made him give orders unconsciously.
Zhankong said: "Do it, and after it's done, swell this guy's face."
Shi Zheng's face twitched. Damn it, Zu Xingyi, even though he has lost the curse system, he is still so arrogant. A mere high-level mage... I don't have the same experience as you today.
Xu Fang walked to the metal table and sat down, while everyone else stared closely.
He picked up a hard block with a black luster. Not far away, Yi Ping explained in a low voice: "This is the skin of the iron corpse."
Iron-skinned corpses are the undead in the suburbs of the ancient capital second only to the black rotting corpses, and Xiao Qiang can't finish them off.
Xu Fang picked up the carving knife again and carved on the skin of the iron corpse. Lines were engraved on it.
Yi Ping was a little confused: "What is being carved now is a solid magic circle. Does he want to strengthen it?"
Xu Fang's movements were very unfamiliar. Counting this time, it was only his second attempt.
After carving several magic circles, Xu Fang opened the smelting furnace and began to smelt and shape them.
Yi Ping's eyes almost popped out of his head. He was so shocked that he was a little lost at the moment: "How is it possible? How is it possible with just flames... How is it possible?"
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xu Fang controlled a ball of golden flames. Surrounded by the "flame", the skin of the iron corpse softened and gradually became round.
In Yi Ping's view, this is simply unrealistic!
He is a high-level mage, no matter how powerful this high-level one is, it is still a high-level one. Even he cannot control the elements like Xu Fang, so he can only use various tools!
Where is your cast?
Where is your quenching?
What about your polishing?
"A natural spiritual seed!"
This idea emerged in Shi Zheng and Fei Jiao's minds at the same time.
The two of them were simply surprised, Zhan Kong's expression was one of shock, and his eyes kept looking between the "flame" and Xu Fang's golden hair.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he kept silent, and his chest rose and fell rapidly several times.
On Xu Fang's side, the golden star was bathed in abundant magic energy, happily sliding along the star track built by Xu Fang.
He could feel that the iron corpse's skin was like plasticine and could be manipulated by him at will.
Soon, a black ball was completed, with the magic stone for energy supply on it, and Xu Fang placed it in front of everyone.
"Please enjoy."
"Is this the end?"
Everyone was stunned. They couldn't believe that something that could blow up a room and couldn't even hold up ordinary shield magic equipment was placed in front of them in less than five minutes.
"Try it." Xu Fang gestured.
Shi Zheng stretched out his hand, grabbed the bomb in his hand, and injected a soft magic energy into it.
Gululu...
The black ball trembled, making bursts of boiling sounds, and Shi Zheng subconsciously threw it out.
boom! ! ! ! ! !
The poor laboratory, without waiting to lick its wounds, faced a second inhumane ravage.
"Guangyou·Sacred Shield!"
Shi Zheng immediately put up a shield and guarded everyone behind him. The explosion did not cause any damage to the holy shield, but his eyes widened, as if his brain was blown away.
"How's the power?" Fei Jiao asked eagerly.
"Fire, burning bones..."
"What?"
"I said, the power of this thing is no less than fire and bone-burning!" Shi Zheng squeezed the words out of his mouth word by word.
If someone told him that a broken iron ball was as powerful as fire and bone-burning, then he wouldn't say anything and would be a big dick when he got there.
But the facts are before our eyes. Even the broken iron ball was freshly made and ignited by myself.
You have to believe it if you believe it, or you have to believe it if you don’t believe it!
The two military commanders looked at each other and Feijiao grabbed Yi Ping: "How much do these materials cost in total!?"
Yi Ping was already short, but when Fei Jiao pulled him anxiously, his toes couldn't reach the ground. But he didn't dare to rebel, so he could only say honestly: "If you only count the materials, they are very cheap. Ten thousand is enough."
Boom!
Fei Jiao subconsciously let go, and Yi Ping grinned as he fell.
"Ten, ten thousand?"
"If I remember correctly, the skin of the iron corpse is not valuable. What is valuable is the essence. The iron corpse that cannot release the essence will be purified uniformly."
Zhan Kong suddenly said: "If these things can be used, the cost..."
The breathing of several people suddenly became rapid.
For a fire mage to successfully release Fire and Burning Bones, it usually takes three years of hard work.
But now, it only takes an ordinary blacksmith, less than half an hour of time, and a cost of several thousand dollars to do it! ! !
This is simply, simply... simply!
Thanks to [Young Master Ye Family] for the 500-coin reward, the boss has made a fortune!