Panlong, magnetic field rotation

Chapter 9 Median Artifact
Time flies, the years are like a shuttle.

Immersed in cultivation and progress, Lin En felt that time passed so quickly, as if in the blink of an eye, four hundred years had passed inadvertently.

On this day, Lin En had a rare opportunity to relax and enjoy the tenderness and consideration of the maids. A familiar voice came into the house from outside.

"Lin En, I didn't disturb your practice, did I?"

It was Thomas's voice, a hint of joy in it.

Lynn subconsciously released his spiritual sense to investigate, and sure enough, he saw Thomas and Donald outside the house.

"do not bother."

Lin En responded with a smile, waved the door open, and soon the two walked in with happy faces.

The maids served tea and water without hesitation. The three of them sat around the table. Lin En recalled thoughtfully, "Calculating the time, the mid-level artifacts of both of you should have been almost fully nurtured."

"Yes."

Thomas took out a sea-blue armor without shoulder pads, with silver wavy patterns on the surface.

Donald's mid-level artifact is a dark red long sword with a ruby ​​inlaid on the handle. The cold blade can illuminate people's faces.

Lin En took it and each of them dripped blood to recognize the owner. The armor integrated into the body surface. He waved the long sword in his hand to get used to it. He nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Thank you, I owe you this for now and I will pay you back later."

Thomas laughed heartily and said cheerfully, "As you should. You are the strongest of our Tianlan Tribe. With these two mid-level artifacts, your chances of conquering the Red Demon Tribe will be even greater this time."

Donald said with a bit of regret: "Lin En, you are a middle-level god of the lightning system, and I am a middle-level god of the fire system. Our attributes are a little different."

Artifacts also have different attributes, but the main impact is on attacking artifacts. Artifacts with consistent attributes have a larger amplitude and can perfectly exert their full power. On the contrary, defensive artifacts do not have many requirements for attributes and there is basically not much difference.

Among the four middle-level gods of the Tianlan tribe, Lin En practiced the laws of thunder and lightning, Thomas practiced the laws of water, Donald practiced the laws of fire, and Dennis practiced the laws of destruction, and there was no duplication.

Among the four lower gods, Carl practiced the law of earth, Jace practiced the law of fire, George practiced the law of destruction, and David practiced the law of thunder and lightning.

David's attributes are the same as Lin's, but unfortunately he is a lower-level god. If he uses his artifact, the amplitude effect of the attack power will not be as good as Donald's mid-level fire artifact.

Dennis also nurtured a mid-level artifact ready for sale, which was an armor style. Usually, the price of a defensive artifact is higher than that of an offensive artifact, so most of the ones for sale are naturally defensive types.

Donald originally had this artifact as a spare for himself. His previous artifact was of poor quality and was about to be replaced, but now that Lin En needed it, he gave it to him.

Both are defensive artifacts, and although the attributes are not much different, Lynn still chose Thomas's.

Lin En smiled indifferently and said, "It doesn't matter. It's just a different attribute. The difference in attack power isn't that big."

Having said that, he knew very well that when he had time in the future, he would definitely need to find suitable materials to create one or two attack artifacts that best suited him. He would just make do with them in the early stages. This kind of thing can only be accumulated bit by bit over time and cannot be rushed.

Donald touched his nose and said with a wry smile, "Only a genius like you, Lin, is qualified to say that. And indeed, after integrating the profound mysteries, it's natural that you wouldn't lack this little bit of attack power."

Thomas nodded and said enviously, "You're already fusing the third mystical acumen. We've lived for hundreds of thousands of years, but we still can't even cross the threshold of fusing two mysteries."

Donald sighed helplessly and said with emotion: "Yes, the gap between people is often even greater than that between people and dogs. Without talent, you can't do it. Trying hard is a waste of time. I just hope that I can become a higher god independently, and the Supreme God will bless me."

"Ha ha!"

Lin En couldn't help but laugh and scolded, "Don't cry so hard in front of me. Being a mid-level god of over 100,000 years old is already pretty good. As long as you're not dead, there will always be opportunities. You're all still very young."

Thomas, Donald nodded in agreement with an embarrassed smile.

While Lin En's words were meant to be positive, they were true. In Hell, a mid-level god who was over 100,000 years old was quite young, far less talented than them. Lower-level gods who had lived for millions of years were commonplace. The three of them chatted and laughed for a while, and Lin En said seriously, "What are your plans for this Red Devil Tribe?"

Donald shook his head and said nonchalantly, "What's the plan? We can just kill them and be done with it. But we have to wait until Dennis comes out of isolation."

"Of course. After all, a mid-level god is a high-end combat force, so we can't be without one!"

Lynn nodded, her face calm.

Dennis had some inspiration. He had been practicing in seclusion for nearly a hundred years, so he had known about this for a long time.

The four major rules are quite special. In theory, they are a whole without any mysteries. However, in the actual process of mastering them, it can vary from person to person. Imitating the rules to divide the mysteries into detailed perceptions and practices, although they all lead to the same destination, the routes in between have their own characteristics.

Just like the rules of death, most people focus on soul attacks, but some focus on soul control, or even a combination of the two.

The three chatted for a few more sentences, then went outside and flew straight into the sky, about a hundred meters above the ground. They took out their magical weapons and practiced with each other, exchanging some combat experiences and skills.

Lin En deliberately suppressed his strength and speed, maintaining a level comparable to the other two. He immediately felt quite strenuous in the fight, gradually becoming passively defensive, and only occasionally finding an opportunity to counterattack.

Day after day...

Ten years have passed.

"Shh!"

The sword slashed out with a cold light.

"Peng!"

Donald and Thomas were forced back dozens of meters.

"Lin En, you learn so quickly."

Donald said with envy.

Thomas also smiled bitterly and sighed, "You have learned all our combat experience, and you are even stronger."

Lin En smiled and said, "Thanks for your hard work, both of you."

Facts have proved that a person who can integrate even the mysteries can absorb and digest combat experience and form his own style very quickly, it can even be said to be easy.

After all, this is still a world of advanced power system where realm crushing is king. The so-called experience and skills are at best icing on the cake, and the strong can learn very quickly.

Something like the power system in some low-level martial arts worlds, such as the Dugu Nine Swords, simply cannot exist. The hype about how powerful it is without any energy and relying only on moves and techniques is pure nonsense.

Lin En's understanding over the years is that when it comes to sword-like weapons, there are no fancy moves, only the one move of chopping!

Cutting at various angles! Back to basics!
Donald admired and said, "Your progress is so fast. I thought it would take at least a hundred years."

He was also a god-level swordsman, so his feelings were even stronger than Thomas's. The experience he had accumulated bit by bit over tens of thousands of years was easily learned by others in just ten years. The psychological gap was still huge.

"Haha, it's your teaching."

Lin En smiled. He was the only one who knew best that the auxiliary effect of the magnetic field force accounted for half of the learning process. He knew every detail of the opponent's moves very well, as fast as a sponge absorbing water.

As the three were talking, a familiar spiritual sense came over.

(End of this chapter)