Chapter 222 Alchemy Technology Tree: Sovereign Flame and Plasma Gun

"Is this suit of armor confirmed to have been fully assembled and ready for use on the battlefield?"

Lu Mingfei moved the right arm of the suit, and at the same time, under the guidance of the researcher, he became familiar with the functions of several buttons on the control handle.

Warframe mode switching, fire mode switching, firing, acceleration, melee charging... These game geeks in the equipment department know how to simplify operations, and they just need to replace the joystick with a PS controller.

"Of course, we have even loaded the ammunition!" Deputy Director Carl was in high spirits.

"That's good. The enemies that the model armor will face for the first time may be next-generation aliens. I don't want any surprises."

"You can always trust Walter Alheim in this regard!" Deputy Director Karl patted his chest with a manly look on his face, but then added, "Next-generation enemies? How many more do we have to pretend to be like this? Camera... ahem, we are here to monitor all aspects of the armor's data in real time!"

"This is not important. Where is the exit? Before that, I need to take it back to the Holy Blood Hall."

"Do you want to take it back, pack it in a box, and transport it to the battlefield? This baby is not a model. It will probably be snatched by U.S. Customs as soon as it arrives at the airport!" Deputy Director Karl was anxious, "Watt Alheim is remodeling one. A military transport plane is responsible for transporting the No. 1 aircraft, you can wait."

"Instead of packing it in a box, I'm taking it back to receive the binary prayer of the Ohm Messiah and be given the mark of purity to protect it from unknown blasphemy and pollution." Lu Mingfei switched the armor to high-speed movement mode, and the bottoms of the armor's feet popped out. With two pairs of metal pulleys, he felt a little unbalanced for a moment, but then stabilized it through himself and the built-in balancer of the armor.

"Oh! It sounds like this setting is quite interesting!" Deputy Director Carl's eyes lit up, "Can I go over and have a look?"

There was a slight trembling feeling from behind. It was the power core of the model armor being activated. The metal wings painted golden slowly stretched, and the air at the heat dissipation holes at the wing ends was slightly distorted.

The crazy people in the equipment department applauded and cheered, and they all took out their mobile phones to record this exciting scene.

Lu Mingfei didn't stay too long, and drove the armor directly to leave from the "cargo entrance" of the equipment department. The arms they produced and the fried chicken and cola delivered from the canteen were all transported through this passage.

When such a sci-fi creation with a classical beauty style crisscrosses the campus road, it inevitably attracts the attention of a large number of college professors, school workers, and executive department specialists. Many of them were affected by the "Dragon King Invasion" alarm. For the students who returned to school early, when the photos taken together with Lu Mingfei's head peeking out from the chest of the suit were uploaded to the "Night Watch Forum", almost the entire Kassel Academy knew about the S-class I have a "toy" of my own.

At the same time, the Equipment Department's account on the forum was also flooded with messages. Among the many mixed-race elite students, there were many otakus who liked mechas and robots. These otakus were all wealthy owners, and they all asked how much the S-class mecha cost. , how long does it take to produce, and can you make one for yourself?

Lu Mingfei was unaware of the movement he had caused. He was familiar with the maximum movement speed of the armor on the way back to the Holy Blood Hall.

Being surrounded by cold metal armor made his heart swell, and he had a familiar feeling of going back to the past. After all, he had been wearing power armor for more than a hundred years, and he was still a little uncomfortable without armor protection in battle.

"If I return to that universe in the future and continue to fight for the emperor... I hope I can get more weapons and equipment for the Lamenter brothers." Lu Mingfei couldn't help but think back to those holy Les who seemed to be cursed by bad luck but still had a bright mind. His son, wandering around the borders of the Empire for many years without adequate supplies of equipment, made it impossible to save the Emperor's people from the slaughter of the aliens with higher efficiency.

"It would be great if... I could let brothers come to this world..." Such an idea suddenly came to Lu Mingfei's mind.

The speed of the armor slowed down a lot, and he couldn't help but cast his eyes towards the green low mountain behind the academy. The sea of ​​white clouds covered the blue of the sky behind - this kind of scenery only existed in legends in that universe. "Garden World", the warriors of the Lamenters Chapter are naturally not qualified to go to that kind of place. They rush to the border to save mortals from aliens and heretical planets.

After a moment, Lu Mingfei collected his thoughts, and with the roar and trembling of the turbine engine, the armor accelerated again.

"There will be a chance...even the humanity of the Great Emperor has come to this world." He whispered to himself.

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The metal pulleys rubbed against the ground, creating bright sparks. The model armor drifted, stabilized its figure, and stopped in the courtyard of the Holy Blood Pavilion.

Chu Tianjiao was stunned as he watched: "Which studio are you running back from? "Transformers"?"

He walked around the academy to reminisce about his past time studying here, and when he came back, he happened to bump into this sci-fi creature speeding in.

"From the equipment department. This armor will be the weapon of war for the Weeping Angels." Lu Mingfei responded politely, and at the same time, he switched the armor to walking mode and stepped up the stairs step by step into the museum.

"Weapons of war...wait a minute, is this thing real? Isn't it a toy model that can be opened?" Chu Tianjiao was stunned and began to look at the blood-red exoskeleton armor again, especially the fierce weapon on the left Combined, the bullets fired from the barrel of that caliber could easily tear the human body into a ball of blood mist.

"I need to be ready to fight in Europe," Lu Mingfei said.

Doors and passages have been expanded to allow Paragons to pass unimpeded, but balance is still required when descending stairs.

"You mean that second-generation species?" Chu Tianjiao looked away, "Europe is the headquarters of the secret party. If it is really forced, there will be military armed forces to protect it."

"And you even killed the White King, and you almost cut off Odin's head and used it as a ball. Even if there is no field magic Nibelungen, there wouldn't be such a big pressure."

"By the way, I haven't heard Zihang mention your speech spirit... What is your speech spirit? What is its specific effect? ​​Can you reveal it easily?" Chu Tianjiao became curious. Lu Mingfei's bloodline level is definitely not low, and he has mastered it. Yan Ling is probably at a high-risk or even super-high-risk level.

"I don't have the spirit of speech yet."

Lu Mingfei turned off the engine and separated from the classic armor after the fixed belts and sensing lines connected to the body joints were released.

The underground floor that was originally used as an arms storage warehouse has been transformed into an alchemy laboratory by alchemist Sergeant Ronald Tang. And relying entirely on his own efforts, "Heaven and Earth as a Furnace" became a perfect manufacturing template in his hands.

"No speech spirit?" Chu Tianjiao was surprised, "Maybe he hasn't awakened yet. With such a small change like yours... a mixed race shouldn't have no speech spirit."

"Maybe." Lu Mingfei was a little careless, and then suddenly remembered that his windbreaker was left in the equipment department.

The alien ability "Speech Spirit" is indeed a reliable combat aid. For example, the Chu Zihang brothers' "Junyan" is an excellent attack method for unmodified hybrids;

As for "Time Zero" and "Instant"... Lu Mingfei estimated that even after being transformed into an Astartes, this kind of spiritual spirit could further improve the combat effectiveness of the Astartes.

As for why he hasn't owned it yet...or hasn't awakened the spirit of speech yet, Lu Mingfei doesn't want to delve into it yet.

He pushed open the door of the "Emperor's Alchemy Laboratory" and heard high-pitched dragon chanting coming from inside.

The one who chanted the words was Chu Zihang, and the fire elements floating in the air gathered in front of him into a ball of orange fire, which was exactly the state of "Jun Yan" ready to go.

"Good boy..." Chu Tianjiao, who followed in, couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Although he had known that his son's speech spirit was "Jun Yan", he was still a little shocked when he saw Chu Zihang releasing the speech spirit with his own eyes.

Chu Zihang was not distracted in the slightest by the appearance of Lu Mingfei and his father, and recited the dragon text completely to the end. However, the Jun Yan fire ball in front of him did not blast out directly, but in an unstable burst. After trembling, it began to compress inward, and the collision of terrible temperature and energy seemed to emit a roar that made people's hearts tremble;

The temperature in the laboratory soared for a moment, but then disappeared. Mysterious runes on the silver metal that made up the laboratory walls flickered and lit up, directing the abundant heat energy elsewhere.

If the vice-principal were to see these runes with his own eyes, he would definitely find that the complexity and depth of these alchemical formations have far exceeded the scope of alchemy that humans can understand so far.

And the author of these alchemical formations - Ronald Tang was standing beside Chu Zihang, humming the tune of "Blue and White Porcelain", a pair of molten red eyes staring at Chu Zihang who was compressing Fireballs, several amorphous flowing silver metal fluids floating in the air, seeming to be able to form into something at any time.

"Is this... warming up Jun Yan?" Chu Tianjiao's mouth went dry. He saw Chu Zihang's behavior - this was simply playing with fire!

This was indeed playing with fire, and then Jun Yan's form took a step further, evolving from a blazing fireball into a perfect ring made of fiery red jade, shining with a dangerous and beautiful luster.

"Okay, okay...don't panic, slowly continue to increase the pressure and heat..."

The field of "heaven and earth are furnaces" has already covered the entire laboratory. The alchemist Sergeant Old Tang stabilized the ring in front of Chu Zihang with an invisible magnetic field, while controlling the groups of silver metal fluids to melt and cast them into a cylinder shape, and sucked the ring into it. in.

Chu Zihang's complexion and the skin all over his body turned as red as oozing blood, and the fine hairs on his body began to thicken and turn black, clearly visible, until they formed a perfect sword-shield shape covering the red skin.

Three times of bloodshed! Junyan heats up!

The ring-shaped "Junyan" advances slowly and orderly in the metal cylinder. Each step forward represents a further increase in the flame pressure and temperature of the ring - until a ray of blazing light appears in the fiery red of the ring. Bright white.

"Junyan" at the critical point of plasma form!

In theory, it is possible to further increase the word spirit, but this power is not a devil fruit, and there is no such thing as "development". Humanity's existing alchemy knowledge base is not enough to support their experiments on hybrid words and spirits.

"I can't hold on any longer..." A dull growl came from under the iron-green visor. Obviously, Chu Zihang's operation to achieve this step was not as simple as lighting a gas stove and turning it to a high fire. After three violent outbursts, The changes in his body caused him to block the remaining heat of Jun Yan, so that the user of Jun Yan would not be roasted by his spirit first.

"Okay, release the control!" Old Tang shouted, and the two ends of the silver metal cylinder were sealed, completely enclosing the white ring inside.

Chu Zihang immediately collapsed to the ground as if he was frustrated. Chu Tianjiao hurried forward to carry his son away from this extremely dangerous experimental site, but the temperature of Chu Zihang's body was as hot as a furnace. He had no choice but to grab his legs and drag them along.

"Be obedient...it only takes a moment..." Old Tang was also seizing the time to carve alchemical patterns on the metal cylinder. Under his control, the elements of nothingness continued to leave mysterious runes on the cylinder—— But this did not last long. After a moment, the metal cylinder trembled violently, and a dazzling white light tore open the metal surface and spurted out. It hit the metal wall of the laboratory and directly melted through it. The hot metal The drops kept falling.

"Ah——! The most critical step failed!" Old Tang lamented.

"What kind of alchemy experiment are you doing? It's really evil to do this to my son!" Chu Tianjiao walked up angrily and angrily scolded Old Tang for treating Chu Zihang's safety as a child's play.

"I asked him to do it." Lu Mingfei stretched out his hand to stop Chu Tianjiao, "And now the experiment seems to have some results."

His expression was filled with hope and expectation, and the white high-heat energy that just spurted out looked very familiar—it was similar to the energy beam shot by a plasma gun.

Although Lu Mingfei has never used a plasma gun, he has seen the Astartes of the Salamanders Chapter using it. The fiery bombardment of a plasma gun can even melt the armor of a tank, and the Salamanders Chapter has a full A company of warriors equipped with plasma weapons.

"Jun Yan's experiment of suppressing the state of plasma through static heating was successful. Speaking of which, I didn't expect Brother Chu Zihang to be so fierce. I just casually said that with the help of dot pattern pattern, he actually achieved this level. ..." Old Tang said, "Captain, you should know about plasma, right?"

"……have no idea."

Lu Mingfei said truthfully, it was not that he, the champion warrior, was illiterate, but that this technological knowledge should only be known by the technological sergeants of the battle group who had studied on Mars.

"Well... In short, this thing should not be within the scope of science. This is the domain of authority of the Dragon King who controls 'authority' - the King of Bronze and Fire... I can't do this, and I can't breathe fire. "Old Tang sighed, "The trouble now is how to 'record' Jun Yan in the plasma state."

"Record?"

"It's the 'conceptual weapon' in alchemy! It converts the power of the word spirit into an alchemical graphic record and stores it on a carrier!" Old Tang turned around and pulled out an item from a pile of books in the corner, "Come on, Commander. Have you ever experienced this?"

Lying in the palm of Old Tang's hand was a simple gray eight-sided flat columnar stone, half the size of a fist. The fiery red flowing liquid formed a simple Chinese dragon image on the surface of the stone.

"Is this... a spell?"

Lu Mingfei felt a little familiar, and then remembered that Professor Manstein had taken out these things to show the power of the dragon family during the entrance counseling. There were a total of four talismans, each of which stored different speech spirits.

"Yes, the power of 'Junyan' is recorded and stored in this thing. As long as you consume mental energy, you can release a shot of Junyan. I sneaked it out from the ice cellar and used it as a reference. I will send it back later." Tang said, "Now, Captain, do you know what I plan to do with the plasma gun you mentioned?"

"Understood." Lu Mingfei nodded. He first released the plasma Junyan through Chu Zihang, and then used the "conceptual weapon" alchemy technology to store its record on a carrier - and then this carrier became the alchemy version. Plasma gun...

This production method sounds simple enough. It does not require any complicated technology or STC templates that are strictly blocked by the Mechanicum. It is purely a product of alchemy technology fused with the spirit of speech.

As for whether it is useful or not, we still have to wait until Sergeant Alchemist makes it before we can draw a conclusion.