Chapter 223: The establishment of Le Newmoreville (middle)

"Balorick, who are those elves? Why do they come to do this kind of rough work..." a human craftsman asked in a low voice to the craftsman leader who had just walked out of the hall while correcting the stone.
Barloric didn’t look up, but turned to look at the scroll in his hand:
Well, Thomas, don’t ask if you shouldn’t ask, you just need to know that they’re here to help us build this hall, yes, you Today’s task is to fix at least twenty stones."
The human craftsman shrugged, but the hammer in his hand obviously accelerated the speed of the beating: "Don't ask, don't ask, there are only twenty stones, you can't help the great Thomas!
Mason Mark also said that when he got up in the morning, he saw a group of heavily armed female elves marching north. The kid described to us that those elves were like goddesses. You said, Barloric, would they choose us? ..."
"..." Looking at the human artisan who was daydreaming in front of him, Barloric shook his head, turned and left here, and walked to the next place of work.
Soon Sencelia and Lucia also came to the construction site. With the help of their spells, the efficiency of the human craftsmen was greatly accelerated. In just three days, they completed the work that took half a month to complete, and then there were ten. Apprentice of Engineering Mage debut.
Although these apprentices specially trained for construction and construction are not experienced enough, fortunately, Aristophanes’ purpose is clear enough for them, and the drawings and construction steps are also very clear. These apprentices only need to prepare step by step according to the instructions. Materials, characterize runes, and then use manipulative spells such as floatation and wizard's hand to install the glass dome planned by Aristophanes.
Nevertheless, at the beginning, there were still two apprentice wizards who were not attentive enough to cast the spell, causing two huge glass covers to fall down. Fortunately, Aristophane was present at the time. He waved the staff in time to avoid the engraving. The damage to the glass dome of the good rune, after all, it took him a lot of energy to portray this thing.
In the next few days, the human craftsmen and the engineering mage closed the dome together, and then they started digging down the pit in accordance with Aristophan's instructions.
"Teacher, according to your request, we have dug down nearly twenty yards with the humans," Sencilia said to Aristophanes sitting at the table, "but I still didn't see you. Those flowing arcane energy."
The light in the hand of the wizard mage flickered, and the multi-layer circular circle kept spinning, and a number popped up from time to time. Sencilia understood what her teacher was calculating with the "binary" circle he developed. This spell was learned from Lucia. I haven't learned it for a long time.
"I see, how far is the depth of my plan?"
Sencilia calculated: "There are about ten yards left and it can be completed tomorrow."
"When you dig it, stop and notify me in time." The wizard mage paused the spell in his hand and raised his head. "The next work is very dangerous. I will lead the apprentices to do it. You Give me a hand."
"Good teacher!"
In the afternoon of the next day, Aristophanes, Farodin, and Isarios came to the construction site. At this time, a mixed-style building has been erected on the originally desolate land: its dome is painted with golden runes. The red glass is paved, and the glass is filled with white marble. In the middle of the dome is a white spire with elven style, empty in the middle.
Looking down, the grayish-white walls revealed a distinct Stormwind style, and the huge stones were tightly placed together. Aristophane approached and observed it carefully, and then said in admiration, "Worthy of the son of the stonemason, Barori Grams."
"Thank you for your compliment," Barloric bowed slightly beside him.
The wizard mage directly threw a ring to him, and the craftsman leader hurriedly took it down. The exquisite white gold buckle firmly stuck a blue jewel on the ring, with a line of wizard words engraved on the inside: Elu\ 'menielmal, which means "may your heart be peaceful."
"The ring can release a shield three times a day. The spell'clypeus' can automatically absorb the arcane energy free in the air. Of course, the higher the concentration, the faster the recovery speed."
"Thank your lord!" Barloric was ecstatic.
"This is what you deserve. You will calculate the wages of other craftsmen, and I will pay them one by one." Then Aristophane walked into the hall.
The golden sunlight shone through the red dome, and Aristophanes flashed directly to the center of the big hole, then closed his eyes and carefully felt the magic net flowing under his feet.
Farodin also jumped down. He was observing the surrounding environment with a hint of joy on his face.
"Aristophane, you are right, this is very suitable for growing Akandor," Farodin waited until Aristophane opened his eyes and said impatiently. "Let's plant it here!"
Aristophane shook his head: "No hurry, Farodin, according to the plan, I need to set up a proper drainage circle first, and then activate the runes on the building to draw out the core of the underground magic net."
"How long will it take?"
"About a week, wait a minute, Farodin, don't worry, we will succeed."
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A week later, everyone came here again. At this time, the deep pit has been renovated. A red staircase goes all the way down the pit wall. The pit wall is covered by large and small stone slabs, and it is engraved with complicated patterns. , The bottom of the pit was paved with a circle of stone slabs inlaid with crystals, and a black area was vacated in the middle of the slabs.
Aristophan kept everyone at the top and came to the bottom of the pit alone. After carefully inspecting the crystals on the ground slab, he closed his eyes and stood in the black area, and took out Okurta heavily. Inserted in the ground.
Farodin and the others saw a burst of lavender light gushing from the one-handed sword, and then expanded to cover the entire slab at the bottom of the pit, quickly lighting the crystal on the slab.
Aristophane drew a one-handed sword, walked quickly to the edge of the pit, took out a blue gem, and inserted it in the middle of the stone slab on the wall.
All the stone slabs in that room seemed to be alive, and they began to brighten and darken regularly, drawing arcane energy from the ground like breathing, the light continued to spread upward, and the runes on the dome began to flicker. The soft lavender light covered the sunlight and covered the entire hall with a layer of fantasy color.
From the outside, a lavender cube gradually formed in the spire on the dome, and following the rhythm of the slate began to puff out arcane energy.
All the elves, humans and dwarves present widened their eyes and looked at the scene in front of them. Even Isarios was shocked by the beauty of this order, and his mouth was speechless.
Sylvanas felt the increasing number of arcane particles in the air, looked at the flickering slate on the wall, and Aristophanes illuminated by white and purple light, took a deep breath, and shouted: " Nice job, Aristophanes!"
The wizard turned his head, smiled and stretched out his thumb, and then said, "Come on, Farodin, it's time for us to plant Akan'dor."
The green-haired druid walked down the stairs, and Aristophane took out the sealed box from the ring and released the magic lock on it.
Farodin stepped forward to carefully check the situation of Akandor ~EbookFREE.me~ and then nodded at Aristophanes.
The wizard mage then stretched out his hand to take out the seed, holding it in the middle, where the one-handed sword was inserted just now.
Acandor seemed to have been activated. The originally gray and humble seed quickly enlarged and grew. A large amount of arcane energy was absorbed by it, and the tree trunk began to appear blue like gems and white like white jade. The branches began to extend in all directions, but no branches and leaves grew.
"This tree is a bit strange..." Lor'themar looked at the fast-growing tree, feeling something was not right.
"It's too symmetrical," Monsa Guen, a master craftsman, said, "And I just looked at it, no matter where you look at it, it is symmetrical, maybe this is its characteristic."
"It's so beautiful..." Farodin looked at Akandor in front of him with drunken eyes, "Aristophanes, I will stay here and take care of it until it has grown!"
The wizard mage also looked at Akandor, who had reached a growth bottleneck, and agreed to Farodin's request.