Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Everyone in the senior group had sparse white hair and looked energetic, which made Scott's flowing long hair particularly eye-catching.

Appearance here is just the basis for you to find like-minded people of similar age, so that the elderly ghost fire members can excitedly pat their wheelchairs and enjoy the joy of finding an organization.

If what they filmed could be called a wheelchair.

In sharp contrast to the old and withered elderly people are the huge and powerful "wheelchairs". From the back, the layers of pipes and machinery almost wrapped up the elderly people in the center, leaving only some flowing white hair exposed. The contestants talked and laughed, kept roaring the engines, and discussed their technical experience with each other.

Scott had long since changed out of that troublesome divine robe, untied his comfortable old man's shirt, and tied his long hair into a white ponytail.

The contestant on his left looks like a trendsetter in the cyber age. The old lady is riding a very futuristic electric wheelchair. The soft curved shell barely conceals the huge and violent motor. The bright light strips cast a radiant glow on the metal shell. The old lady also weaved a cold light chain into her bun to make her white hair sparkle.

The player on his right looked like a fanatic of the steam age. The old man made his wheelchair into a gear-driven operating lever, and the long pipe behind him was puffing out white steam. In order to match the theme of his wheelchair, the old man also matched it with the traditional three-piece suit of Loen from the fifth and sixth eras, even the top hat and cane were not spared.

…Is the cane really any use here?

To trip up the opponent? Is this still a prop game?

Scott, dressed in an old man's shirt and sitting in an old-fashioned electric wheelchair, looked very shabby.

Obviously, his wheelchair was an extraordinary item, but he was inexplicably overshadowed by others in terms of momentum.

As the birthplace of the electrical revolution, Loen still uses electric motors as its main power source, and the rest is taken up by modern steam engines, which are mostly used in traditional industrial equipment, and internal combustion engines are used less. For Loen, the expensive [fuel] is not very economical compared to its power output.

In Backlund, a technologically advanced city, some buildings have installed electric current equipment to provide wireless charging services within the area.

The oil-burning engine was more popular in Fenaport. As the birthplace of the internal combustion engine revolution, the Fenaport people who believed in the Mother Earth developed a kind of "oil fruit" full of high-energy oil and planted it widely. After the oil was squeezed and concentrated, it was used to obtain a continuous source of power. With this gift from God, the expensive "fuel" industry created huge wealth for Fenaport.

Although they are neighboring countries, the oil fruits grown in Loen are obviously not as abundant as those in Feynaport. The proportion of oil production that meets industrial standards is also small. Relatively speaking, the output of "fuel oil" is not satisfactory, not as good as Feynaport or even Intis.

Scott's evaluation of this "fuel" is that the quality is not stable enough and the heat generation is not as high as expected. Similarly, there is still room for improvement in fuel internal combustion engine technology.

Although it is not very economical, Pump Spark has already started working on this topic and is ahead of Feynet. Maybe it will be able to make a lot of money from the Church of Mother Earth, the Church of Knowledge and Wisdom, and Feynet official.

Seeing several motorcycle wheelchairs emitting turbid exhaust gas in the team, Scott immediately knew that those people were most likely Feynaportes. Only they liked the kind of things that burned wood and oil, and even the throttle sound was several times louder than the motor.

“The purpose of this competition is health first, friendship second, and competition third!”

"ready, go!"

As the starter fired the gun, the contestants stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the finish line.

…Steam, are these people really all eighty years old?

The knowledgeable Scott did not hesitate. He immediately stood out among the speeding wheelchairs, leaving them far behind. Soon, he disappeared from the old man and woman's sight with his excellent wheelchair driving skills.

With the bonus within reach, Scott suddenly had an inspiration.

At the corner of the alley in the distance, a familiar color flashed by.

…It’s the magician who did the church bombing!

Scott immediately increased his speed to 120 mph, turned his wheelchair and rushed into a small path on the side. When the camera caught up, the wheelchair and Scott had both disappeared.

The next second, the wheelchair reached speed and carried Scott directly through space, appearing behind the magician with bright colors. The tires dragged two black lines on the ground due to the sudden braking.

"Please stay, magician... sir."

On the deserted path, the walls on both sides are covered with graffiti by street artists.

The magician, who was dressed in the classical clothing of the Fifth Epoch, stopped and turned around slowly. He wore a perfect smile, showing no displeasure at being interrupted, but he took off his politeness and gave Scott a standard Loen classical greeting.

"Good afternoon...oh, should I say good night, sir. Nice to meet you."

The magician turned around, and Scott saw a strange large metal box hidden behind the magician.

This big box was half a person's height, with a rustic bronze color all over, very much in the style of the early Fifth Epoch Steam Age. However, some inexplicable gear structures on it made Scott irritated, and it was probably just used as a decoration.

The strange, bulky-looking box actually had four universal wheels underneath. As the magician approached Scott, the box also moved forward.

"Sir, you called me to make a wish?"

As the magician spoke, his box on wheels slowly moved closer to Scott.

"This is a magic device called the 'Fully Automatic Wishing Machine'. Just put two coins in and turn the handle, and it will grant you three wishes."

Scott didn't say anything, but just stared at the magician in front of him with his eyes narrowed, pushing his wheelchair back.

The magician in front of him looked quite kind, yet had a mysterious aura. His series of advertising slogans were somewhat mechanical, making Scott unable to guess what the magician wanted.

In fact, Scott had indeed searched for the magician's ordinary, featureless face these days, and he had indeed found a magician who met the description, that is, the new assistant of the cold-faced detective Leonard Mitchell, the street magician Merlin Hermes.

However, through the analysis of a large number of surveillance videos, Scott found that the image of this Merlin Hermes was very fragmented. When he was working with Leonard Mitchell as an assistant, he showed a smart but somewhat cramped demeanor, and his gestures and movements had some habits unique to street performers.

In the other part of the video, Merlin Hermes is calm and reserved, even a little stiff and lifeless, with an unchanging kind smile in his deep eyes. Sometimes this big bronze box also follows him around like this.

The police records brought back by Kouwa showed that Leonard met the street magician because the unlucky street magician came to report that he had lost all his identification documents overnight. At the same time, he made all kinds of requests to Detective Leonard, saying that there must be a big conspiracy. Finally, Leonard asked the magician who was unable to move to work with him until his documents were recovered.

Now it seems that the magician in front of him is the mysterious person who lent a helping hand in the church bombing.

If the magician in the church is not the same person as the magician working with Detective Leonard, then the street magician may have lost more than just his ID card...

"who are you?"

Scott finally spoke.

"I am the magician Merlin Hermes, and this is my most proud invention, the 'Fully Automatic Wishing Machine'. As long as you put in two..."

"You are not Merlin Hermes."

The magician's reading of the advertisement was interrupted.

"You're the one who took away Merlin Hermes' 'identity'!"