——There is also a chapter to make up for it, at eleven o'clock.
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The color of the Sog Wax Museum is dark and the light is not strong, making the wax figures placed in the glass on both sides look no different from real people, which makes people admire and appreciate, but also the question of whether they are living people inside, and a faint trembling feeling arises in their hearts.
"Hehe, my wax figure has slightly darker skin." Viscount Wright pointed to his wax figure in a black dress and smiled at Sog and Graneuf, "Mr. Sog, your skills are extraordinary, if I stand here with it at night, others will definitely not be able to tell who is the wax figure and who is the real person."
Due to the impact of the previous "terror" attack, Sog's face had been bad, and now after receiving praise from Viscount Light, he recovered slightly: "Viscount, this is the wax figure you customized when you returned from the Kingdom of Holm, and your skin was like this at that time."
Viscount Wright laughed with satisfaction: "Mr. Sog, I remember it as soon as you say it. It was July, the sun was fierce, I was a great knight, and some of the people on the boat even turned into bronzed skin."
"When I saw you, Viscount, I almost didn't recognize you." Granneuve smiled and flattered, and then carefully looked at Harrison Brown, who was admiring the wax figure not far away, "Your Excellency, the previous attack seems to have come for the Brown Knights, I don't know if there is any follow-up? Hehe, I'm not a knight and don't have the ability to protect myself, so I'm worried."
Viscount Wright tidied up his neckline, looked at Graneuf, and said not very carefully: "Don't worry, although they want to kill Brown, they are reluctant to fight hard, otherwise they will directly send a mid-level magician and knight to this kind of occasion, and they can kill Brown 100%. The only problem is that this sorcerer and knight will definitely be surrounded by the Night Watch and us, unable to escape. For the Magic Council, this is a completely uncost-effective business. And so on, even if there are attacks, they should be mainly to cause chaos and long-range attacks. Hehe, Graneuf, I will give priority to protecting you, a servant without strength."
Graneuf had always declared himself a loyal attendant of the Viscount, and Viscount Wright did not mind calling him that.
Brown, who was admiring the wax figures of the nobles from a distance, heard the conversation between the two and became more and more relaxed, yes, if you want to kill a quasi-knight like himself who is inspired by potions, the Magic Council is definitely not willing to pay a big price.
And behind him, outside the human body wall composed of his entourage, intentionally or unintentionally, Lucian carried a black suitcase, admiring the simulation of the wax figures while passing them and walking deep into the wax museum.
Turning around, in the wide and dark wax museum, Lucian found an uninhabited corner, where the glass windows were empty, belonging to those wax figures that had not yet been made.
Calculating the distance from Brown and the others, Lucian stuffed the black suitcase into an imperceptible corner, then took out the kintale inside, put it in the money bag and lifted the mezzanine.
In the mezzanine, ten pieces of pyrotechnics, a pack of ordinary gunpowder, and a long rope coiled in dozens of circles were neatly fixed.
These pyrotechnics are not ordinary pyroglues, but more terrifying pyrotechnics.
After Lucian borrowed sulfuric acid, nitric acid and other materials and alchemy devices from the "Ferryman", he made some nitroglycerin by combining animal fat under the dual protection of Starlight Shield and Flame Sun Protection, and added them to the fire glue.
In fact, since the first preparation of the fire glue, Lucian has been thinking of ways to increase its explosive power, at the beginning because he has no protective ability, so he did not start, and after becoming an official magician and obtaining the Fireweaver bracelet, Lucian continued to analyze and improve the magic formula of the fire glue during the journey, and finally had satisfactory results when he arrived in the Principality of Djibouti.
And the reason why nitroglycerin was not used directly was because Lucian needed the magic fluctuations generated by the fiery glue.
Since the glass tube that sealed the "improved" pyroglue was engraved with magic runes to prevent it from shaking and self-destructing, Lucian placed the packet of ordinary gunpowder next to it, connected it to the long rope, then closed the black suitcase and circled the long rope around the corner.
Based on the experience of testing the burning time last night, calculating the length, Lucian carefully lit the long rope with a flint.
The rope with the addition of a special substance begins to burn, stable and balanced.
Lucian pressed down on his black top hat, buried his head, and quickly walked out of this uninhabited corner, towards the front area of the wax museum where the nobles were concentrated.
The faint and silent burning sound sounded unhurriedly in this place where there was not even a wax figure, and after Lucian walked briskly for two minutes, he could already see the group of nobles, some of them were still admiring their respective wax figures, and some were trying to agree with Sog on a time to make the wax figures.
Lucian leaned against the glass window and watched the noisy scene, the people who came in now must be watching the wax figure in front, unless it was a person with a bad mind like himself who would go to a remote place behind: "There is still one minute, it should not be discovered."
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Brown looked at those lifelike wax figures with warm hearts and red eyes, if the wax figures could be collected by the city museum in the future, then there would be no regrets in this life in terms of glory.
"Where is Mr. Sog?" Brown looked around for Sog and found that he was surrounded by a group of small nobles on his left, discussing customizing wax figures, while Viscount Wright and other big nobles were admiring the wax figures of Baron Moncage and his wife standing and sitting behind their backs.
Thinking that it would be best to confirm that he had booked a wax figure, Brown signaled to the adventurer Night Watch beside him with his eyes, and took a few steps forward to Sog.
As he was walking around, he happened to see a black-haired, black-eyed young man wearing a tall black top hat and a monocle hanging from his left eye looking at the wax figure intently, and couldn't help but laugh: "This clothing style popular in the Kingdom of Holm has slowly influenced Sturk in recent years, and many nobles feel that this kind of dress looks elegant and solemn."
As the thought emerged, Brown had already turned his head and stood beside Sog.
The adventurer Night Watch followed closely, blocking Brown's left side, always ready for a surprise attack.
"Fifteen seconds, fourteen seconds......" Lucian pushed down the monocle, left the glass window, and walked towards Brown.
「…… Six seconds, five seconds......" Lucian ran parallel to Brown, but went straight over it.
While taking steps forward, he counted the time: "Four seconds, three seconds......"
Brown smiled at Sog and said, "Mr. Sog, I don't know when I will be able to come over......"
"Two seconds, one second......"
Boom, the violent explosion set off a ferocious air wave, and the entire building seemed to tremble, blocking Brown's halfway through his words.
This terrifying sound was like a collection of countless explosions, indistinguishable, and the majestic and fiery magic waves were clear and turbulent!
Perhaps the wind speed in that corner had changed, and the explosion occurred a second later than Lucian had predicted, but Lucian, who had been on high alert and waiting, cast a long-prepared link of magic "Enchanting Humans" faster than everyone else when the explosion, vibration, and magic fluctuations first appeared.
Goal: Brown!
After obtaining the "Book of Necromancy", Lucian analyzed the foundation of his meditation method and several magics, and found that in addition to the soul state that he did not know well and was not very good at, most of the necromancy that affects emotions, reason, and spirit has a partial structure that emits some kind of electromagnetic waves aimed at special brain waves to affect hormone secretion and sensory judgment, so as to achieve the goal.
Combining this knowledge, Lucian used two methods to change the magic of "charming humans". One improvement is to reduce the electromagnetic wave part and enhance the soul influence part, which will have a more obvious effect on the magician, but not only is the magic fluctuation strong, but it is also easy to find that the person is charmed. Another improvement is to reduce the influence of the soul and enhance the electromagnetic wave structure, which will more easily affect the brain waves, which is very suitable for dealing with those who are not strong enough in the knights who are not strong enough to be outstanding, but when encountering a formal magician, this improved magic will not have much effect.
Since hormone secretion and brain wave frequency are normal reactions of the human body, it will be difficult for people who are fascinated to be noticed by others, because emotional changes can also cause similar changes.
Lucian still doesn't know much about which electromagnetic waves affect which type of brain waves, why they affect them, and how they affect them, so he can only rely on this idea and principle to try to copy part of the structure of necromancy, and now, the second improved "Enchanted Human" has the opportunity to come in handy.
Brown, a quasi-knight who relies on potions to stimulate the power of the bloodline, not only has a soul far behind the official magician, but also has a strong will, making him the most suitable target for being "enchanted"!
The already small magic fluctuations of "Enchanting Humans" were more hidden after Lucian's improvement, and the magic fluctuations generated by the explosion of ten flaming glue were so strong that they completely covered it up!
Therefore, the adventurer Night Watch did not find it, Viscount Light, who blocked Graneuve, did not, and neither did the other great knights and knights.
It was only half a beat slower than Lucian to cast his magic, and Brown's body flashed milky white light again, and angel feathers wrapped around him, but before the wrapping, Brown's pupils were already blurred, and then he returned to clarity, but he was slightly dazed.
The rumbling explosion seemed to blow up the entire wax museum, and the violent magic fluctuations indicated that it was likely to be a mid-level magician, so after the initial reaction was not enough, the Night Watch, Viscount Light, etc. took action almost at the same time as Brown, either defending or rushing directly to the explosion site.
After the explosion, the wax museum was filled with the screams of ladies and ladies, and the nobles and ordinary people who were not strong either hid behind the pillars in extreme fear and trembled, or fled frantically outside the gate, and the scene was extremely chaotic.
The adventurer Night Watch was very satisfied with Brown's subconscious reaction to stimulate Angel Feather, and then looked around guardly, worried that someone would take advantage of this chaotic opportunity to raid, and at the same time he also asked several great knights: "Lords, please help defend and check!"
After being attacked continuously, several great knights felt extremely ashamed and did not refuse, some stood around to defend, and some followed Viscount Wright to inspect the explosion.
The adventurer night watchman now saw that the crowd was on high alert, ready to kill anyone as soon as he dared to approach, at this time he saw a young man in black formal clothes who seemed to be a member of high society squeezing towards the door in horror and embarrassment, with a high top hat on his head and a monocle hanging crookedly.
"This kind of nobles who do not stimulate the power of their bloodline are waste, and they do not have the grace they say they say in times of danger." The adventurer, who was born as a dark knight, thought contemptuously.
Then, his peripheral vision saw the young man escaping from the hall with the crowd.
(End of this chapter)