Chapter 1101

Asmid, the representative of the alchemical warlock faction Leviathan Empire, was a middle-aged man with a physique different from that of a wizard.

Standing close to two meters tall, with muscles that resembled marble, he looked like a mythical strongman, his golden sideburns glistening in the sun.

In contrast, Poincar, the representative of the scholars, embodied the image everyone had of noble academics.

With an elegant monocle, meticulously groomed gray hair, and a trim figure, even though he was over fifty, he could still elicit squeals from young girls.

This was the result of historical evolution. The former wizards who had lost their ability to cast spells, aside from those who had sealed themselves in the Underground Cemetery, the remaining factions took completely different paths.

The alchemical warlocks set aside their staves and picked up hammers, focusing on creating weapons and equipment for the knights who roamed the battlefield. They also worked hard on researching various war machines that didn't require magic.

The scholars, on the other hand, devoted themselves wholeheartedly to serving the royal family, while continuing their research on the truths of the world, advancing in the fields of theoretical mathematics, astronomy, and physics.

The leaders of the two factions of this generation gathered under Ludwig XII. By combining the practical abilities of the alchemical warlocks and the wisdom of the scholars, they finally created a monster called the "magic armor."

This was a big step in the history of science. War was always the most powerful tool to promote the development of civilization. The descendants of magicians who lost their magical powers were able to stand on the grand stage of history again, but this time using science.

"Your Majesty, Ludwig, did you call us? The latest titled machine is about to be completed, but there are still some issues with the drivers," Asmid proudly stroked his beard.

The titled machine is the ultimate embodiment of the magic armor system, with power surpassing that of ordinary hero-ranked warriors. It is the ace of the entire Leviathan Empire.

Every addition of a titled machine means another ace added to Leviathan's deck.

"Regarding the issue of mental and will contamination, we still don't have a perfect solution, but we have made some progress."

"We need more hero-ranked knights as test subjects," Poincar's voice was deep and magnetic, addressing the current biggest problem.

"I know all this, but that's not the biggest problem now." Ludwig XII threw two intelligence reports, which contained urgent information from the Princess Knights sent to the Empire at lightning speed.

Inside, there were the most detailed information about "Prince Ashe" so far.

Ashe

Age - Around fourteen years old.

Ethnicity - Celestial bloodline, known as the Golden Name, inherited through generations.

Father - Former king of the Sia Kingdom.

Mother - Unknown.

Height, weight, measurements - Kept secret.

Hobbies - Seems to be fond of Princess Adley, gained complete loyalty from the troll clan Saramanda.

Personality - Calm and has a strong affinity, unknown strength.

Position - Captain of the Holy Silver Dragon Knights Ordervice, next in line to inherit the Sia Kingdom.

Not mentioning the other details, just the line about their ethnicity as Celestial bloodline is enough to make the pupils of the descendant mages Asmid and Poincar shrink.

"Impossible! How could there be such a strong inheritance across generations in the weakened era of magic tide!" Asmid almost tore apart the documents in front of him.

If the original bloodline of the divine era could be born during the weakened period of magic tide, these former mages would not have given up the path of magic so despairingly and turned to science.

"In theory, this phenomenon is impossible." Poincar tapped on the documents. He wouldn't question the data given to them by the emperor, but he was trying to deduce the possibility from a theoretical standpoint.

However, no matter how many times he deduced with his genius mind, he couldn't find any basis to support the birth of the original bloodline of the divine era.

During the period of magic tide decline, the reproduction and birth rates of all magical creatures were continuously decreasing, and many races had even completely disappeared from Sia's world.

Even the Dragon Clan, who used to be at the top of the pyramid, had completely retreated and practically gave up their crown in the oceans.

Similarly, humans who had lost their magical powers no longer had the ability to wage wars like in the divine era.

Both the Sia camp and the Leviathan faction were experiencing a great decline during the period of magic tide decline.

As the inheritor of mage wisdom, Poincar, whose talents were enough to earn him the title of "Sage" in the divine era, understood the problems better than anyone else.

"Poincar, my dear friend, didn't you tell me that even without doing anything, the divine era bloodline would still come to an end?" Ludwig XII looked at his newest court sage, Poincar, the most remarkable mathematician of the era.

His theories, combined with Asmid's genius technology, propelled the advancement of science and created a war weapon called the "magic armor," instantly elevating the Leviathan Empire to the world's top ranking.

He wanted to know what explanation the almost inevitable forbidden spell mage Poincar, born in the divine era, would give him.

"Indeed, it is the trend of the world's development."

"As long as we are in the period of magic tide decline, any extraordinary bloodline will continuously weaken." Poincar had no doubt about his theory.

This is the conclusion unanimously reached by all scholars since the end of the divine era, just like the ebb and flow of natural rules.

"The accumulation of our observed results confirms this conclusion."

"The Leviathan's breathing cycle has not encountered any issues."

"This era belongs to science."

The breathing cycle of Leviathan, the wizards in the later divine era and the modern scholars observed the world rules, which is the essence of magic tide.

Legend has it that the land and oceans of this world are formed from the corpses of Leviathan killed by the Creator God's Sword, Sia.

The so-called high tide of magic is believed by wizards to be the "breath" of Leviathan's world breathing stage, where Leviathan the Sky Beast instinctively releases magic power.

During this stage, all kinds of fantasies constantly appear.

At first, there were dragons, then giants, followed by more types of fantasy, and finally, "humans" appeared.

These humans are not modern humans, but the ancestors of the human race, the twelve demigods with primal bloodlines.

Throughout the early and middle periods of the divine era, they were in the high tide of magic. The humans that eventually appeared developed the civilization of magic to an unprecedented level, even beginning to explore the ultimate power of "nuclear explosions".

Then, the decline of the magic tide arrived.

Wizards began to lose their powers, all extraordinary bloodlines grew weaker, and even the dragon at the top of the pyramid was not an exception.

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