book of old days

Chapter 175 The Importance of the Script

The more Sean thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible. If, as he had guessed, as long as the surrounding environment matched the prophesied scene, the death event would be triggered, then he could choose to deal with the next two crises.

But before that, he still decided to prepare for the battle in advance.

The first thing Sean did was to take out the magic liquid from his pocket and prepare a large bottle of magic water on the spot.

The ratio of Xiao En to magic water has basically been fixed. These days, he has accumulated a lot of experience in the process of continuously pouring magic water on several dwarves.

Generally speaking, 200 milliliters of water mixed with 1 milliliter of magic solution is exactly one dose. If it exceeds 2 milliliters, it will produce obvious side effects. If it is less than 0.5 milliliters, the magic power will be exhausted after a few mana, and the power of the magic will be greatly reduced. Lower, so 1ml of magic stock solution is just right.

The diluted magic water can guarantee the drinker to release ten to twenty magic spells with full power, which is enough to support a small battle.

Sean poured the prepared magic water into each cup, distributed a cup to each of the dwarves, and kept a cup for himself. Looking at the blue liquid in the cup, Sean drank it down.

When I drank it in a hurry, I didn't even have time to taste the taste of the potion, so I drank it into my mouth, so I couldn't help but taste it.

The taste is bitter and pungent, with a strong metallic taste. It can't be said that it is a specific taste, but it is definitely not delicious.

He tried to bear the feeling of wanting to vomit, feeling the rapid effect of the magic water in his body.

Drinking magic water is like having sex. Before drinking it, I was really worried and nervous, but once I drank it, it smelled really good.

Feeling the surging magic power in his body, Sean's heart was ups and downs. The feeling brought by magic is completely different from the power of divinity. Divine power is more of an invisible subtle change, and he didn't even feel any difference. It happened naturally. up.

But the magic power is completely different. When the magic flows in his body, Sean can clearly feel the scorching heat, the deep cold like ice, and the restlessness like thunder. A very dangerous feeling, but it makes people feel extremely powerful.

The only similar feeling is probably when Sean was riding a motorcycle for the first time, he was speeding on the road, as if he might be killed at any time, but as long as he didn’t make any mistakes, the strong horsepower would allow him to experience the thrill of flying .

This is real power!

This power made him instantly confident.

"Come on little ones, we're getting to work."

At his command, the goblins sprang into action.

Soon everything Sean wanted was prepared, a boxy dining table, just as the prophecy showed.

A plate of baked potatoes and fried steak, also as prophesied.

The only problem is that there is no beautiful waiter to serve the food, so I can only let No. [-] take the place.

When everything was ready, Sean sat down at the dining table with a white napkin around his neck, trying to restore everything in the prophecy as much as possible.

Soon number three came over with baked potatoes and fried steak.

It put the food in front of Sean, and even gave him a wink like in the crystal ball.

Sean smiled solemnly, and picked up the knife and fork. At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the door. As soon as Sean looked up, he saw three men in black walking in from the door, and the prophecy exactly the same.

They walked straight towards Sean, the leader was wearing glasses and a top hat, with a dull face with cold eyes.

The three of them stood in a triangle in front of Sean, not paying any attention to the dwarves who surrounded them.

The leader said in a deep voice: "Sean Forrest, you conspire against His Majesty the King, I am ordered..."

The flames are blazing!

A ball of fire interrupted the man's words, and Sean was not going to give him a chance to draw his gun, let alone repeat the prophesied death scene.

Hearing the other party's lines didn't seem to make much sense, it was just a fire magic.

The flame was burning on that person, surrounding him instantly, like a human-shaped torch, but the person continued to recite his lines while screaming, ah... I am ordered... to take you... ah...

The two men in black behind him watched him being burned to death expressionlessly. They didn't draw their guns until the leader dissipated into a cloud of mist.

But the surrounding dwarves shot at the same time, bang bang bang bang!
A series of explosions knocked them to the ground.

The two men in black immediately turned into mist and disappeared.

I didn't expect it to be really successful, and it's so simple...

Sean was a little speechless looking at the position where the three men in black disappeared. The things conjured by these magics don't seem very smart.

But then he wouldn't be afraid.

Sean took a bite of a piece of fried steak, and it tasted pretty good.

After the first battle was successful, Sean immediately began to arrange the second scene.

Take the dwarves to the banquet hall of the castle.

Although it is a bit dilapidated here, it is still in line with the picture in the third prophecy.

He told the goblins to remove all the extra things, leaving only the long banquet table in the middle of the banquet hall.

Sean asked the dwarves to place some food and drinks on the long table. Although the amount is definitely not enough, it must be like that anyway.
Then dozens of candles were lit, reflecting the hall in a dim yellow tone.

After thinking about it, he took out a crown from his pocket and put it on his head.

When everything was ready, he sat on the main seat.

The moment he sat down, it was as if a switch was pressed, and clouds of mist appeared around the hall. Sean knew that this was going to 'spawn monsters', and this was the first time he had seen these with his own eyes' In the process of the birth of the magic phantom, Sean was surprised to find that they emerged from the mist out of thin air, and once they appeared, the mist dissipated immediately.

In a few seconds, dozens of gorgeously dressed nobles, maids, and guards appeared in the hall out of thin air.

Holding wine glasses in their hands, they just appeared in the hall out of thin air. They—or they, seemed to be rehearsing a script, chatting with each other, chatting and laughing happily, and some even flirted with each other. The strange thing is that these Nobles, maids, all have no facial features, only a blurred face, which looks very strange.

Sean sat on the main seat, looking around vigilantly. He has already mastered the flow of this omen of death. They seem to have to be carried out according to the script. The death predicted in the crystal ball is not only effective for Sean, but also binds these magics. Creation's behavior rules, so he was not worried that these creatures would make a sudden attack, but the dwarves were terrified one by one, and looked at him one after another, waiting for his order.

(End of this chapter)