Broad World

Following the stairs, Henry quickly came to the second floor. Before he reached the door of the room, he felt a faint radiation. Although it was not deadly enough, it would definitely endanger his health. ～顶～点～Fiction x. His face changed slightly, and he immediately quickened his pace. After living in the Western Continent for so many years, this phenomenon was discovered for the first time.

As soon as I entered the door, the first thing that caught my eyes was the pale and painful face of Tyrantir and the silver-white shimmering skin. Even if I didn't use magic detection, I could feel that all the radiation came from here. His long white hair and beard had fallen out, and his entire head was covered with gray spots, which looked like a dead body.

"This...this... is actually enriched uranium!!!!!! It is nuclear radiation!!!" Henry was stunned. He couldn't believe that besides himself, there were people who could extract this terrible substance in this world without any industrial system.

You must know that even on the earth, this is a top-notch technology that only a few big countries can master. Its complexity and all aspects involved are definitely not something that a few people can do. However, the scene before us has completely subverted the original cognition, and from the perspective of the intensity and color of the radiation, the degree of enrichment is more than 60%. Although it has not reached the level of manufacturing nuclear weapons, it is not far away. Up.

The radioactive substance that had been unsuccessful for many years appeared in front of him, causing Henry to suddenly have the illusion that he felt like a world away. For a while, he was stunned in place, and various applications of nuclear energy quickly flashed through his brain. Nuclear weapons and nuclear energy, no matter what, can bring a huge change to this low-productivity world.

In addition. What also surprised him was that Tyrantir was embedded with so much enriched uranium. Can actually hold on till now and not die. Know if you don’t bless any protection. According to normal standards, the current amount of radiation can kill a healthy adult man in just one or two hours, and his daughter and sister are protected by magic items, so there is nothing wrong.

Obviously, the current situation of the old mage cannot be described as bad. A large number of cells in the body have died, the immune system has been completely destroyed, the internal organs are extremely weak, the teeth are lost, the diaphragm in the body is lost, the central nervous system is severely damaged, and even bacteria are Less pathetic. It can be said that this is a vegetative person, and will not have any reaction to the outside world. It's a miracle to still be gasping.

There is no doubt that any divine arts and magic currently known can not cure this body whose genetics have been destroyed, even the "wish technique" is not good, the only thing that can be tried is divinity. That's right, only with the infinitely possible divinity can there be a certain chance of expelling so much radioactive material.

Henry sighed slightly, carefully took out a drop from the dimension bag, and directly used the power of creation to erase the consciousness of Sahua murloc Cycora, and then put it into Talan Tier's mouth. For this, he paid his own sense of smell. The nose will not smell any odor within 24 hours.

After the dazzling divinity slid into the body along the esophagus, a bright white light was emitted in an instant. Immediately afterwards, it began to repair damaged cells, nerves, and internal organs in the body. At the same time, a large number of small silver particles embedded in the skin were pushed out of the body. The hair and beard that had been lost are growing rapidly, and the lower body is growing again quickly. Coming out, a dying old man regained his health after only a few minutes.

Seeing that Tyrante was no longer in danger of life, Henry finally breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully collected the small silver particles on the ground and put them in a small box that was shielded from radiation. He knew very well that just a small amount of just a few dozen grams could infect all people in a small town with radiation sickness and die quickly within a few days. The danger was self-evident.

The most important thing is that most magic arts can't detect any problems at all, and they can't be cured at all. There is no good way except for their own immunity to stiffen up. It is definitely a good thing that is necessary for home travel and killing.

The speed of the divine transformation of the body is very fast, after ten minutes, Tylan Tier slowly opened his eyes and sat up. He first glanced at his intact body in disbelief, then jumped up from the bed and looked around vigilantly.

Seeing the old mage's reaction like this, Henry immediately knew that he must have experienced a very fierce battle, so he owed a little and said, "Master, don't be nervous, it's me."

"Henry?!! Why are you here? How many days have I been in a coma? Did you see the line in the hall downstairs when you came?" Tyranty quickly asked a series of questions. His face is quite ugly, his eyes are a little dazed, and he doesn't know whether it is regret or shame.

"I see, that was a matter of years ago. I accepted Master Kelben's commission and forged a feud with this mage named Chasma in the Underdark Region. You must have seen this person before, and you can say to him. Is it the current situation? For example, the cast level, and where did these silver-white radioactive materials come from." Henry asked straight to the subject.

He is very concerned about whether it is Chasma or someone else who can use the refined and enriched uranium. This is very important. Only by determining who the most difficult enemy is, can the rescue operations be planned in detail.

Tyrantir sighed helplessly, and explained with a wry smile: "I don't know the other party's name, but the festering dark elf mage has always claimed that you killed his son, it should be Chasma. This guy has his forehead. There is a fist-sized silver-white crystal embedded on it, which is almost the same as what you are holding. He cast an unknown magic, instantly penetrated four protective magics, directly produced a violent explosion, and exploded me It's in two pieces."

"Unknown magic? A violent explosion?!!!" Henry muttered to himself, and a huge amount of money was lifted in his heart.

There is no doubt that Chasma has mastered the extraction and application of enriched uranium. Judging from the description just now, he not only discovered the principle of nuclear fusion, but also developed a magic similar to a miniature nuclear bomb. genius! Definitely a genius! It's a pity that this genius is now his own enemy, and he is still the enemy of murder, and there is no possibility of compromise at all.

It seems that the residents of Faerun mainland are really powerful, and there are too many talented people to count. This is the case with the Necromancer Lavok, who just died this morning, and the same is true for the Zasma, who has reappeared now. They all have the same perseverance and pursuit of magic, and tirelessly exploring on their own path, it is precisely this way that they can succeed.

Seeing Henry standing in the same place without speaking for a long time, Tyran Tier showed a shame on his face and bowed deeply: "I'm very sorry, I failed to protect your relatives. But please rest assured, even hell's abyss. I also want to make a foray until I rescue all those children."

Henry shook his head slightly and refused: "No, no need. This matter was caused by me, so I must solve it myself. And don't you realize that you are no longer a mortal, as soon as you enter the Dark Elf City Will be noticed by the high priests."

"Isn't it a mortal?!" Tai Lan Tier first revealed a trace of doubt, and immediately checked his body carefully. When he found a trace of divinity flowing, he cried out: "This...this is divinity!!! How is it possible! Where did you get it?!!! Too precious...too precious..."

As a human mage who is almost a hundred years old, Tyrantil understands the preciousness of divinity better than anyone. It can not only prolong life, but also gain a lot of immunity. Even legendary spellcasters have it. Salivating. He originally felt that he might have no hope of crossing the threshold of legend in this life, but now everything is different.

For a human mage, the biggest enemy is time. That's right, it's time. It normally takes more than sixty years for a genius human to go from an apprentice to a legendary mage. This also means that even if you start learning magic at the age of ten, you will have no hope of advanced until the age of seventy.

But everyone knows that the human brain will rapidly decline after middle age, so even those with an intelligence of up to eighteen have a very low chance of becoming a legendary spellcaster. Unless you have some special methods, such as transforming into an undead creature, acquiring divinity, life extension magic, replacing a young body, and so on.

Seeing the old mage at a loss, Henry smiled: "You used to be my enlightenment teacher, this is a reward. Don't worry, the consciousness in the divine nature has been completely wiped out, and there is no hidden danger. As for the kidnapped Ellen, there should be no life-threatening danger, I will bring him back, and those dark elves must pay for it! The price of blood!"

"It's still too precious, why don't it be like this..." As the old mage put his hand on his forehead, he shouted solemnly: "I! Tyrante swears to be Alan Angemei and Li. Na Angemei and Liv Angemei, the guardians of the three, volunteered to protect their safety with their lives."

"Guardian contract? Why are you doing this?" Henry showed a trace of helplessness on his face~www.ltnovel.com~ He did not expect the old man in front of him to make such a move, it was too unexpected.

The guardian contract is also called the nanny contract. The deponent will establish a special connection with the protected person, and will immediately notice any danger. Not only that, if the life of the protected person is in danger, the deponent will share his life force with him until he dies.

It can be said that this is a noble dedication agreement, and only the closest friends, lovers and relatives will conclude with each other. But Tyrantir only swears the oath unilaterally, so as long as he is alive, he must protect the three little guys, otherwise as long as any one of them goes wrong, he will be buried with him.

Obviously, this old mage had firmly tied himself to the chariot of the Angomei family in return for this heavy gift. Perhaps for him, he did not want to get such a big benefit for no reason, so he made such a move. But this is in line with his camp tendency, neutral and kind.

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