Chapter 765 Aztlan's Trouble

There is no doubt that this white-robed mage who has just educated a child is Aztlan, the owner of White Rock City. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, it is not surprising that a legendary professional walks on the street to teach an ordinary child not to snatch things. This kind of behavior is ridiculous and ridiculous, but for many legendary mages of the hermit school, this kind of "experience life" is very common.

For them, it is a very interesting life adjustment to put down their bodies and step into the streets and alleys from time to time. This kind of game life is more helpful to relieve the spiritual emptiness brought about by the loss of ambition and the long-term magic experiment. dull.

Aztlan also likes the feeling of walking on the street and being a mysterious "knight" who comes and goes like the wind. In fact, what this white-robed mage usually likes to do most is to eat street food while walking around. Wandering aimlessly in his White Rock City, he enjoys this peaceful and orderly environment, and at the same time enjoys the sense of accomplishment of being able to teach others to be good.

But today, the legendary spell caster came to this unremarkable street early in the morning, but it was not for wandering, let alone to educate a naughty brat, who can really attract him now...Obviously There are only these plush rabbit dolls that have spread all over the intersections of White Rock City overnight.

No, it should be these alchemy golems in plush rabbit coats!

Maybe these rabbit golems with simple and honest smiles don’t have any combat power or destructive power at all. They are just a bunch of low-level “magic toys” that are not at the apprentice level in the strict sense, but after knowing this kind of thing After who made it, Aztlan didn't dare to underestimate it.

These low-level golems were personally made by a twenty-sixth-level legendary mage, and those magic wands that seemed to be just for fun were also made one by one by this spellcaster who is good at alchemy Yes, although millions of these low-level things can be produced in a few seconds at the super-light speed of a legendary mage, but who dares to underestimate any magic item made by a legendary spellcaster himself?

It was for this reason that Aztlan appeared on the street in person for the first time. He knew what kind of "vicious people" the three adventurers who entered the Garden of Eden were, so, as the creator of this small world and also Guardian, the white-robed mage felt he had to check out these strange dolls made by punks.

Aztlan, who has keen judgment, knows very well that it is impossible for a legendary mage like "Whisper of Destruction" to distribute such ridiculous magic wands everywhere simply for the purpose of "wanting to give some gifts to children" , so he can be sure that he must have been caught in some kind of unknown conspiracy... or conspiracy.

"What the hell are you trying to do? Punk-Cyan! The kids in White Rock don't need these tacky stuffed ducks as toys"!

Frowning and taking a step forward, Aztlan, who was talking to himself, looked at the plush rabbit doll that was a head taller than himself, and then quickly stretched out a pale finger , letting the tips of the nails lightly touch the body of the doll golem.

In the next moment, strands of sensitive magic threads used for detection invaded the body of the golem without any abnormal reaction along Aztlan's fingers.

A detailed investigation initiated by a thirty-five-level legendary spellcaster himself began.

The body of the doll golem is not equipped with any components other than supporting actions and basic language. Even the virtual soul used by this guy for central control is so low in intelligence that it is no different from a white mouse without intelligence at all. It is even more impossible for a "high-end" function like the magic circle to appear on such a low-level golem.

However, as the concentration of magic power exploration deepened, Aztlan's mood became more and more heavy. Even though his magic power was not hindered at all, the detection process of the legendary mage was still not smooth enough to make his His eyes became cloudy.

Because this golem is really too "complex" beyond imagination!

Don't get me wrong, this kind of "complexity" does not refer to the kind of complexity with rich technical content, but a kind of meaningless "complexity" that is messy and disorderly.

For example, in Aztlan's perception of magic power, the raw materials for making the Rabbit Golem are composed of a large number of different metals, at least tens of thousands of which can reach the legendary level, and can't be called magic materials at the lowest. The engraved magic runes are also mixed with a large number of dense lines, which are not known to be decorative or useful.

This extremely chaotic, conflicting alloy material and weird runes make the body strength of the rabbit doll golem not as good as the most common steel. The materials and magic circle can be used to the maximum extent.

At least for now, Aztlan has to be serious and concentrate on analyzing the purpose of this pile of tattered materials. He needs to consider whether there is some kind of interaction mechanism between the magic materials. Should there be deeper runes hidden in it, and whether the chaotic magic materials and the equally chaotic magic circle will have an unknown abnormal reaction due to some kind of external "catalysis"...

Anyway, thinking that this damned broken golem was specially made by a legendary mage with malicious intentions, then all kinds of inspections and thinking will not allow anyone to slack off at all. Aztlan dare not let a person who is full of unknowns from beginning to end Magic items roamed his Eden, and his prudence as a legendary spellcaster required him to figure out if there was some threat lurking in the golem.

So, after five or six seconds of probing, Aztlan solemnly came to a conclusion...

This is a piece of scrap metal that has been fabricated indiscriminately, and it has no special functions at all!

"........."

A puppet can't represent anything, and Aztlan, who didn't stop thinking, quickly walked to another puppet at the end of the street.

After another careful inspection that lasted several seconds, the white-robed mage's fists could not help but clenched tightly.

Because the result of his inspection of this golem was exactly the same as the last one—they were all "pinched" out of a lot of magic materials that looked mysterious but were actually useless, but Aztlan The tricky part is not here, but... the materials of these two puppets are not the same!

That's right, they're just two useless pieces of junk.

But at the same time, they are two completely different, useless pieces of junk, both inside and out.

After discovering this fact, the white-robed mage finally decided that he was in serious trouble. Each of these rags and scraps of iron was different, and maybe the person who "fabricated" them just randomly took a bunch of materials and combined them indiscriminately. They could be made, but Aztlan, as an inspector, had to inspect each golem, or even each magic wand, as carefully as possible.

Because he couldn't be sure whether any of these scrap metals all over Baishi City would be mixed with a deeply hidden "time bomb"!

The instant he realized this, the white-robed mage's eyes turned red with anger:

"...Punk Sai'an, you bastard... what are you going to do"!