Throne of Magical Arcana

——Thank you for reading, not writing, the leader who became popular again.

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This hand was usually firm and powerful, and could accurately dissect a corpse into different parts, and could perform spell-casting gestures of any difficulty, but now it trembled completely out of control, even though it was just about to turn over a thin page.

"Ridiculous! Inferior! How can this kind of paper be published in the briefing?!" The deep and hoarse voice rang out, as if it contained infinite anger and hatred, "Lucien Evans X, the gang of Elemental Will A bastard who doesn't understand the mysteries of life dare to question the composition of the human body? If I see him, I must give him a hard lesson."

Menshak forgot that the briefing was just a newspaper sharing the research of various groups, without any review and standards.

"No, I want to conduct an experiment right away to expose this despicable lie!" Menshak stood up abruptly, the facial muscles and skin refined from the human body seemed unable to suppress the black air from the white bones hidden underneath.

A similar scene happened in most of the research groups. Larry choked on the milk and coughed earth-shatteringly. Timothy was pushing his glasses too hard, but the glasses rested on his forehead. Ulysses put The briefing was sprayed with crumbs of bread chewed in his mouth.

However, the arcanists who are good at elements were shocked and then gloated over breakfast to use experiments to verify. The necromancers behaved differently. Those who did magic experiments were denied, those who forcibly suppressed unstable emotions and notified the senior management of Pale Hand, and those who were full of hatred and wanted to teach Lucien a lesson...

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In the magic laboratory, there was a loud bang and the sound of clanging metal objects falling to the ground almost at the same time. Menshak floated in place as if frozen, the red flame in his eyes was so dim that it was almost extinguished, he stared blankly at the experiments on the ground. Vessels and white reddish solid particles, holding the magic test tube crushed by him in his right hand. The glass slag treated with special magic pierced into his palm, but it still couldn't arouse any reaction from him.

I don't know how long it took before Menshak muttered to himself: "No, no! My experiment must have gone wrong. How can the human body's life mechanics be wrong?! This is not logical, and it does not conform to the principles established in the past so many years. Many human bodies in this magic theory are refined into magic!"

"But why can this experiment use non-living substances to synthesize urea? It has no vitality fused into it!"

Menshak questioned and argued like a schizophrenic, like weeping in a low voice, and finally calmed down.

Another period of time passed, and the flame of life in Menshaq's eyes slowly recovered, and he said with a little fear: "If the cognitive world collapses, the mental power will lose control, and my body and soul will be blown to pieces... Fortunately, I am not It’s too old-fashioned, and I remembered that Mr. Rogerio once said that urea is not a living substance in the strict sense.”

"However, is the theory of human life mechanics really correct?"

Being able to be transferred into this research project shows that Menshak's arcane level is not bad. When the initial shock subsided, he subconsciously doubted the basic theory of the necromancy system. Similar things happen in the magic council. once.

But as soon as he doubted the theory of human life mechanics, Menshak felt that the soul flame in the phylactery shook violently, as if it was about to go out immediately.

"No, no, I can't meditate during this time, I have to keep calm." Menshak understood that this was caused by inner conflicts that he couldn't discover, and could only end with time or stronger evidence. Of course, at that time, it is unknown whether the theory of human life mechanics will win and the contradictions will naturally be eliminated, or it will overcome itself and rebuild the cognitive world, or it will be unacceptable to oneself so that meditation will be difficult or even completely destroyed.

He didn't need to breathe but took a deep breath habitually: "If I can't beat myself, then I can beat Lucien Evans, I can't move forward, and he doesn't want to live either!"

Due to Rogerio's advance prevention and the lack of impact of urea, the most conservative necromancers in each research group did not experience the tragedy of complete chaos in the meditation world, losing control of their mental power and exploding their heads, but among them Most of them expressed excitedly and angrily that if they had serious consequences, they would definitely not let the bastard Lucien Evans go.

This made Lucien, who was discussing the mixed effect of the three alchemical substances with the two elves who had postponed their return date in the room next to Lavendi, suddenly feel hazy.

After finding time to go to the bathroom and perform astrology with the morning light crystal, Lucien came to the conclusion that there were many dangers ahead, but there was a smooth path to avoid most of the difficulties.

"Felipe didn't know how many days it would take to submit the paper..."

While thinking about it, Lucien returned to the living room, and was surprised to find that Exilion and Elestine were both seriously looking at the briefing in front of them. Their eyes were confused and their emotions seemed unstable.

"Did something happen during the ten minutes I went to use astrology?" Lucien tentatively greeted, "Your Highness Prince? Your Highness Princess?"

Exilion raised his head, beautiful and delicate like a woman, with more disgust and hatred on his face: "Mr. Evans, can you artificially synthesize urea? You overturned the theory of human life mechanics?"

"Do you know necromantic magic?" Lucien asked back in surprise, can these two elves understand arcane treatises?

"Our guards got the news from His Excellency the Great Elder." Exilion obeyed politely and replied subconsciously.

Elestine said angrily: "Whether humans, cattle, sheep, all kinds of monsters, or plants, can only have vitality when they are gifted by nature. How can it be possible to synthesize life substances with some gas and ore?"

"It depends on how you define living matter..." Only then did Lucien understand that in the concept of some druids, living bodies are composed of living matter and have nothing to do with non-living matter. Ideas are not central to their perception and use of natural will, and there seems to be little danger of cognitive contradictions arising.

"No matter how you define it, Mr. Evans, you are an evil and fearless devil!" Elestine said angrily that the last good impression of Lucien had also turned into the most negative sense.

"There is one more 'devil', uh, two 'devils' are waiting for you." Lucien didn't have the heart to argue with the two elves about the arcane, and said silently in his heart.

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Pesol threw the briefing on the desk with a bang, and two soul flames throbbed in the deep eye sockets of the white skull: "Lucien Evans has submitted the experiment of artificially synthesizing urea!"

He, Tina Dimos, and the other two members of the Arcane Audit Committee are relatively enlightened existences in the Necromancer Department, so the Great Arcanist, the Master of Undead, did not hide the professor's matter from them, and explained it to them in advance , so that they are mentally prepared.

Since the person who told the story was the Lord of the Dead, he had the highest authority in the minds of necromancers, and these four committee members themselves had good arcane thinking and concepts, so it didn't take long for them to basically accept the experimental facts and pass the test. Fine-tuning the effects of certain spells is back-validated.

Rogerio, who was standing opposite Pesol, had an extremely gloomy face: "It should be that Felipe and Lucien Evans were both attacked, which made the professor vigilant and suspicious, and he may even have thought that our side is close to success." Yes, so I used my disciples to throw out this experiment in advance. Even if there is no decisive result on our side, it will be Lucien Evans who attracts the hatred. If there is, he can add names through his disciples and share the arcane Points. Pesol, Tina, didn't you see that Lucien Evans hid the experiment in the project results paper?"

After hearing the news, Rogerio rushed to the small town of Sariva with Felipe.

"Menese's situation is not very good, we must resolve this matter as soon as possible." Tina Dimos looked at the other senior executives in the room who knew the situation.

Menezes is another member of the Arcane Review Committee, and he is the authority on human body training.

Rogerio smiled wryly and said: "In Heidler, Aurelio's mood is also very irritable. He doesn't look like a necromancer. It seems that he wants to kill Lucien Evans."

Aurelio is another high-level member of the Pale Hand, a member of the affairs committee, a sixth-level arcanist, and a seven-ring necromancer with great potential. He once studied in the half-plane magic tower of the demigod lich.

"Felipe, how is your research going? If there is no progress, all the experimental data will be made public. We will also join the research and strive to get decisive results as soon as possible. There is no personal matter now!" Pesol looked at the re-wearing device sternly. Felipe, who wore the Immortal Crown Amulet, was still pale and handsome with a sick face, and he was still wearing the iconic long black trench coat.

Felipe replied with his usual gloomy expression: "Mr. Pesol, there has been a major breakthrough. I can artificially synthesize a fatty acid in at most three days."

"I hope you're telling the truth, otherwise I won't care about your secret relationship." As the vice president of Pale Hand, Pesol has the qualifications to warn Felipe.

Felipe bowed seriously and said: "Gentlemen, I will take my leave first and concentrate on the experiment."

After getting permission, Felipe walked out of the room and went all the way down the stairs, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"How is the investigation of the attack going?" Pesol asked Rogerio.

Rogerio shook his head dignifiedly: "Even if you ask His Excellency the 'Astrologer' of the tower to predict, the gains will not be great. It seems to be disturbed by some powerful force, and this powerful force is not familiar to us, otherwise the result will not be good. So vague."

"There are more secrets in this world than we imagined." Pesol sighed softly, "The same is true of the world's laws of operation. A year ago, who would have thought that the theory of human life mechanics, which is as stable as the earth, would come to such a point? "

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In the early morning of the next day, the papers of two high-level arcanists appeared on the first page of the briefing.

"Argument Concerning the Nature of Urea" - Menezes.

Significance and Drawbacks of Synthetic Urea - Aurelio.

Since Lucien's paper didn't mention the theory of human life mechanics at all, they couldn't find a place to attack, so they simply stopped talking about the research results of the project and pointed out the problem directly.

Such a move was within the tacit discussion scope of the great arcanists, so it sparked a tit-for-tat discussion between the arcanists who are good at elemental magic and the arcanists who are good at necromancer magic, and the original purpose was forgotten, and Malfurion and other Germans Rui did not pay attention to the increase in food production for the time being, but focused on this big "debate".

A huge wave was set off in the small town of Sariwa, and the briefing for several days was full of gunpowder.

However, Lucien, who caused all this, issued a statement saying that he did not understand the mechanics of human life, so he did not participate in the discussion. This made the necromancers ecstatic, thinking that Lucien was retreating out of fear, and the atmosphere of the debate became even more heated.

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"Lucien Evans, this blasphemous heretic! This liar full of lies! I will judge him!" In the study of Cardinal Philibel of the Diocese of Holm, the "Judger" Baha'u'llah looked at two After a few briefings three days ago, I couldn't help but roar.

Due to the encouragement of discussion, the Church's spies lurking in the Magic Council sent out the briefing in its entirety, only with a one-day lag.

The theory of human life mechanics is one of the foundations of the "God-given theory of life", so why didn't Bahá'u'lláh fly into a rage after seeing Lucien's thesis.