Chapter 129

Greenfield, underground lab, Sean stayed here for days.

As a wizard, Sean has dabbled in magic medicine and alchemy, but compared with magic medicine, Sean has made more efforts in alchemy, because he thought of making strange things himself and then transforming them into source force points, so that he can have a stable source of source force points.

This idea is not completely impossible, but has two preconditions, one is superb alchemy skills, the other is sufficient raw materials, and Sean still lacks these two points.

The second floor of the laboratory is brightly lit.

A tall figure stood in the laboratory. Sean and Arnes were watching and recording next to him.

The figure is as like as two peas, four or five inches tall, and a bear's hat. It's like a giant bear standing by a man. Its face is exactly the same as that of the seven king of the One Piece world.

[item]: pacifist

[evaluation]: Black technology creation from the pirate king world.

[price]: 7 source force points

"Young master, this and this construct are somewhat special. Its structure, especially the energy system, is very different from what I know before."

After recording the data, he looked at the tall construct in front of him. Let's call it a construct. Arnes looked a little confused.

"Of course, this thing uses mechanical force, which is naturally different from those constructs in the past, but this time I hope to combine the two."

The construct is a magical creation, which is also the focus of Sean's research during this period. Because he wants to combine the construct with his soul fruit ability, but the general construct can't meet his needs, so he exchanged the pacifists and wants to find a breakthrough in it.

The construct originated from the witch's war weapon alchemy statue. Later, it grew gradually and completely separated from the road of alchemy statue, and even derived a special wizard branch, construct wizard.

There are two types of constructs. One is semi independent. This kind of construct has its own energy system and can produce a certain strength by itself. The advantage is easy to control and can form a scale. The disadvantage is that a single strength is usually limited and the behavior is rigid. The other is affiliated. This kind of construct has no complete and independent energy system, A single construct is a dead thing without any power, but this construct can be perfectly combined with the power of a wizard to break out the power of the transferor, that is, the so-called construct wizard.

Naturally, Sean didn't have the idea of becoming a construct wizard, but if he could really realize the idea in his heart, he might become a construct wizard who is not a construct wizard in the eyes of others.

While Sean was still immersed in his own research, a storm quietly set off on the sea breeze.

The sea breeze was blowing, and a fleet of ships with Golden Oak flags was full of sails, rowing the waves at a very fast speed.

"Sir, at this speed, we will soon reach Memphis."

"Yes, it's finally coming."

Sir link's voice was very low, but there was a trace of urgency. As the head of the new and old mainland routes of the Montel family, link had been to Memphis many times, but he was not as urgent as today.

He could not help touching his chest. Link looked into the distance with a smile on his face.

Unknown island, in the shade, a huge armored ship is quietly docked here. It is the hunter of the Red Eagle fleet of the bald eagle kingdom.

The soldiers on board perform their duties, are fully armed, and are not at all lax. They are not like stopping here for rest and supply, but like waiting for something.

"Colonel, the prey appears."

In the officer's room, a soldier awakened a military man who closed his eyes and sat in a large armchair.

"Finally."

When he opened his eyes, Leon Bissett, captain of the navy of the bald eagle Kingdom, outlined a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

After pulling the wind button and tidying up his military uniform, Leon Bissett strode out. For this prey, he had stayed in this place where birds don't shit for several days. Fortunately, the intelligence of the Kingdom intelligence agency was as reliable as ever. Although he didn't like those gloomy guys, he had to admit their power.

When the bugle sounded, the Marines on the hunter operated quickly like a winding machine.

On the deck, with a cigar, Leon stood in the bow, looking into the distance, and his deputy Talib tell stood on one side.

"Colonel, are we really going to do this? The other party is not the same as the caravans we took care of before, and the forces behind it are not weak."

In a low tone, Talib tell had some doubts in his heart. For such a little finance, moving this strong caravan with this background was not worth the loss. Of course, he asked this because he had a good relationship with Leon.

"Hey, if the power behind it is small, I don't have to move it this time."

For his friends, Leon has nothing to hide from him at this time.

"Although we are nominally tracking down the truth of the Omar tragedy this time, in fact, it has already been taken over by the white gloves of the CIA. Our real task is to establish the authority of the bald eagle in this sea area and suppress Sirte. At present, progress is good, but not enough."

At this point, Leon paused and spit out a faint smoke ring.

"Those people in Sirte or Memphis are more tolerant than we expected. We need to find a chance to step on them more cleanly, so we have this action."

The tone was low but particularly powerful. Leon's face was wearing an undisguised smile, which was both pride in his country and contempt for Sirte.

"So it is."

After hearing Leon's words, Talib tell thought deeply. He knew some of what Leon just said, but he didn't know some.

"Of course, the reason for choosing this one is mainly because they have a very valuable thing in their hands, the tears of atolia, which was named by a big man."

Looking at the thoughtful Talib, Leon added.

"The tears of atolia, the tears of the goddess in the legend, and the treasures in the sea!"

Hearing Leon's words, Talib couldn't hide his surprise.

Atolia's tears, a treasure or such treasure, has a great reputation on the sea. It is said that she is the tears left by atolia, the goddess of the sea, and has the function of washing the soul. Of course, the real atolia's tears have nothing to do with atolia, the goddess of the sea, at least not directly. It is the gathering of mysterious forces in the sea, A miracle that happens under certain conditions.

"So do you think our goal is wrong?"

Turning around, Leon looked at Talib with burning eyes.

"No, it's a choice of fate."

"Ha ha, yes, this is the decision of fate."

Burst out laughing, Leon's laughter spread far away, accompanied by the roar of the steam engine.