Skill extraction starting from Dragon Clan

After quickly inspecting the battlefield and finding that there were no remaining enemies, Mordred couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect you to be quite capable of fighting, Master."

"After all, this is how we make our living."

As Lion Jie Jieli spoke, he came to the side of the golem and tore off a piece of parchment from the broken pieces of the golem. The paper was filled with instructions composed of curse patterns. The reason why the golem made of stone can move Up, all depends on such parchment.

but……

"Saber, what do you think of the strength of these golems?"

"This is my first time fighting against this kind of thing... Surprisingly, I can fight very well. The strongest one even used three moves with me."

"That's really incredible. According to the standard of modern magicians, even if they spend their whole life to achieve it, they can only create a golem that can fight you twice."

Shishijiejieli's statement is not an exaggeration. With the strength shown by these servants, modern magicians have no ability to resist at all.

After all, the strongest golem they could make could only reach the level of an armored vehicle at most, but Mordred could easily treat a heavy tank as a toy on the battlefield. The strength of the two sides was completely different from the same dimension.

Of course, there are so many weirdos among magicians. Maybe there is a magician who specializes in making golems. After consuming a lot of precious materials and a lifetime of hard work, he can create a golem that can rival the servants.

But... that possibility is really low.

And if you want to build a golem of that level, even the clock tower may not be able to afford the materials.

It is obvious that so many "high-level" golems here cannot be created by modern magicians. In other words, it is at least certain that the servants staying here have extremely powerful magic attainments.

"What's wrong?"

Mordred found that his master's expression was a little strange.

"No...how to say...what do you think of this parchment?" Lion Jie Jieli handed the parchment in his hand to Mordred.

"Master, I'm not good at these magic things. If you ask me to tell you, this parchment is probably quite new?"

Mordred did not reach out to pick it up, but scratched his head in distress, showing the attitude of a scumbag.

"No, you're right. There's just something wrong with this place. This parchment is too new."

Lion Jie Jie Li shook the parchment in his hand. Judging from the color alone, the production time of this parchment may not have been more than a year, and it is also a product of modern technology. After all, the ancient manufacturing conditions cannot produce such brilliance. Parchment should be purchased as art.

In the field of magic, time has an extremely important value. The more historical something is, the stronger its mystery is.

For example, every time a magic seal is inherited, some results can be added to make it more powerful, or a barrier created by a top barrier master with great painstaking efforts will most likely be discarded without any special power, but An antique sword with thousands of years of history cut open.

In the field of making golems, the "history" of the key raw materials represents the upper limit of the power that the golem can exert. In theory, to make a golem with this level of strength, the parchment used must have at least It took thousands of years of history to create it.

But what Shishi Jiejie Li discovered now overturned this "law."

"This is really weird, how could such a thing happen?"

Lion Jie Jieli frowned, completely unable to understand how the other party did it. He kept searching among the remains of other golems, trying to find more clues.

After searching again, the wrinkles on Lion Jiejieli's brow became deeper.

Because he found that not only the parchment, but also the material of the golem itself was problematic. Forget about the golems made of stone, the golems that were originally thought to be bronze were actually made of steel.

Yes, it is the kind of high-quality steel that can only be produced in large quantities by modern industry.

Due to the corrosion resistance of steel, if a small appliance is carefully maintained, it may still be passed down. However, if such a large appliance is used, it will not take long for all of it to rust.

Of course, there is another important reason that makes Lion Tribulation so far from confirming that these steel structures were made in modern times, and that is their shape.

"This thing...can't be considered a golem at all! Is it a robot? This thing doesn't look like the traditional golem manufacturing method at all." Lion Jie Jieli looked at the pried open shell under his feet. The golem arm fell silent.

Under the rough shell of this arm is a sophisticated joint structure, transmission system, and even hydraulic structure. Its sophistication is enough to make any mecha fan climax on the spot.

"Oh! It's so handsome! Although I can't understand what it is used for, this structure looks really refreshing. Master, can I take this thing back as a souvenir?"

Yes, that's how it feels.

Listening to the praises from his servants, Shishi Jiejieli felt more and more that something was wrong with this Holy Grail War.

"I see, by imitating the structure of a robot to improve combat effectiveness, does magic only provide the power of movement and 'intelligence'?"

At this time, Lion Jie Jieli finally understood why the other party was able to use such new materials to create a powerful demon that could even compete with servants, but this also made him even more confused.

Due to the nature of his profession, Shishi Jiejieli is different from those magicians who have no understanding of modern technology. He knows exactly what level modern industry can achieve.

But it is no exaggeration to say that even with modern technology, it is a bit too difficult to create a robot of this size that can move freely.

but……

Aren’t the people who made these golems all servants?

Why... such an old antique can be transformed to this extent?

When the Servant is summoned, he will indeed receive common sense about modern society from the Holy Grail.

However, it is only limited to "common sense", that is, it is limited to a level that prevents followers from exclaiming when they see tall buildings. Slightly more professional knowledge is not within the scope of gifting.

Because of doubts, Lion Jie Jieli moved his face toward the parchment to take a closer look, and a burst of heat rushed out instantly.

"So hot!"

He hurriedly leaned back and threw away the parchment in his hand that had begun to burn. Not only the one in Lion Jie Jieli's hand, but all the parchments present were on fire. Even the golem and the parchment had turned into crumbs. The dragon tooth soldiers quickly weathered and turned into dust and disappeared.

"Hey! Are you okay?!"

"Hiss...it hurts a bit, you bastard. You were so well prepared. Now all the clues have disappeared. But it seems that we have been discovered. It's better to leave quickly."

It seems that the summoned magician's follower is more cautious than expected by Lion Tribulation. He actually arranged this level of manpower at this location in advance. It seems that he should not just arrange a group, but A large number of artificial life forms, golems and even dragon tooth soldiers manufactured with high technology were invested.

Lion Tribulation Realm is not sure how far the other party has achieved it. If a large number of barriers are set up here, it will be a bit troublesome to wait for the other party's followers to come over. It is better to retreat first.

"It seems that at this stage, we can only use the familiar to observe from a distance, but at least one thing is certain."

"What?"

"That means the servant summoned by the enemy is most likely good at magic. In this way, you don't have to worry about them choosing to make a surprise attack. After all, magicians are better at positional warfare. You can sleep in the future. Have a good sleep.”

"Oh! That's really good news!"

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"It's so boring. Are you retreating so quickly? These people are not smart enough, but they are not brave enough at all!"

In a control room in the center of the castle, Medea looked at the lions Jie Jieli and Mordred on the screen who were quickly leaving the forest, and pouted with some dissatisfaction.

What she is wearing now is no longer the robe she was wearing when she was summoned, but a set of modern clothes that look extremely fashionable. In addition to the two blood-red command spells on the back of her right hand, the back of her left hand Three command spells also appeared on it.

"Master, do you still need me to track them?"

A voice suddenly sounded from the empty hall. At the table in the center of the hall, a man suddenly appeared with a golden spirit son. It was the scene of the servant releasing his spirit form.

The man is wearing armor and has a strong physique. Even through his clothes, you can see that his muscles have been tempered.

The metal armor covering both shoulders and left arm shimmered silver under the light, and the right arm, which was much lighter than the left arm, held a long gun that was much taller than the man and had a metallic red body.

At this time, he looked at the monitor screen in front of Medea, with a look of admiration in his eyes.

"Although I already know it from the knowledge in my mind, it still feels a bit incredible when I actually see it. The enemy can be shown so clearly from such a long distance. If it was in my time, it would probably only be Only magicians or gods can do it. I didn’t expect humans to be able to achieve such a level. It’s really..."

The man's lips tilted and he revealed a smile that could charm most women: "I'm willing to surrender. I don't even have the energy to be surprised."

"Lancer, forget it. They're already far away, so there's no need to look for them. Anyway, our most important thing now is to continue strengthening the Magic Workshop."

Medea pushed her hands on the table, and the pulley under the chair took her away from the monitor. Medea turned the chair to rotate herself during the move, making it look like she was riding Like a carousel.

"Of course... I have a hard time complaining about this." The Lancer looked at his master's behavior and dress, and twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly.

He knew very well that his Master was also a summoned servant, and he was most likely a magician from the Age of Gods, but now it was completely impossible to tell that this person was from the Age of Gods.

In any case, this level of adaptability is quite abnormal.

"By the way, Lancer, I probably didn't ask you to inspect the house. Why did you come here at this time?"

Medea seemed to suddenly remember something at this time and turned to look at the servant she had summoned in violation of the rules.

"Oh, that's just my spontaneous service. There's no need to thank me." Lancer laughed heartily.

Medea did not reply, but looked carefully at Lancer's handsome face. After a long time, she suddenly showed a disgusted expression: "It's so ugly, Lancer, you'd better not make such an expression casually." .”

Lancer's originally smiling expression suddenly froze. Even though he had experienced many battles, he was at a loss when encountering such a situation and didn't know how to react better.

After all, from the beginning of his birth, although his appearance was not the best in his era, it was definitely not associated with ugliness.

"Oh, Master, I think my appearance is not too bad, and you praised those androids for their good looks a while ago, didn't you? My face should be better than theirs?" Lancer He scratched his hair in distress.

"no the same."

Medea, however, seemed to have some bad memories stirred up by Lancer's words, and curled up on the huge chair angrily.

"ah?"

"You're too strong! I hate people with muscles!"

"!!!"

Medea's words were like a bolt from the blue that struck Lancer's heart. Even his battle-hardened will seemed a little shaken: "Just... just because of this? Master... I have to say, you That’s a little too willful.”

"Hmph! After all, I was a princess of the same country during my lifetime, so what if I'm more willful?" Medea raised her head angrily and waved her hand impatiently at Lancer, "Looking at you, I'm getting more and more irritated. , Come on, come on, don’t disturb me!”

"Okay, okay, wayward princess, I will leave immediately." Faced with this kind of disgust from his master, Lancer left the room in a bit of embarrassment, and there was even a hint of running away from his back.

After Lancer left, Medea was still a little angry, so she took out a doll with no specific image from her arms.

The stitching on the surface of the doll looks very rough, and she must have sewed it herself after being summoned.

Medea clenched her fists and punched the puppet one after another as if to vent her anger, still muttering in her mouth.

"Damn it, it's all your fault. What on earth is the history of this timeline doing? Why did I turn into a traitorous witch in the 'record'? This title is too ugly. How could I do that? Things. And that bastard Jason, did he actually plan to ask the God of Love to let me fall in love with him?! Damn it, if I had known better, I should have tried to teach him a lesson!"

After thinking about it for a long time, Medea calmed down. She glanced at the crumpled doll that she had beaten, but she pursed her lips in distress and carefully put it back into her clothes.

When she raised her head again, the weak expression on her face had disappeared, and she returned to the calm-looking magician.

No longer paying attention to the two lions and Jie Jieli who were almost out of the monitoring range, they turned around and walked towards another laboratory.

On an altar in the center of the laboratory, a complex magic circle is depicted. It is continuously operating at the moment, as if it is condensing into something.

Medea came over to check it for a few times and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, the magic power is extracted much faster than expected. It will probably be possible to extract the sample in reverse soon."

With a wave of his hand, magic circles that were so dense and complex that one would feel dizzy appeared out of thin air around the altar, while Medea concentrated on adjusting the progress of the experiment with the help of these magic circles.

As the power of the central altar continued to increase, a hazy magic group gradually appeared above the altar.

Buzz.

Finally, after the power reached a certain limit, accompanied by a harsh buzzing sound, a dazzling light emitted from above the altar.

However, Medea was well prepared for this. She had put on her sunglasses and earmuffs and was not too affected.

After the dazzling light that could blind people dissipated, a small crystal that did not look very inconspicuous was left in the center of the altar. The size was probably not much larger than the steel ball of a ballpoint pen.

"These little gadgets of modern humans are quite practical."

Medea took off her sunglasses and threw them aside, then carefully picked up the tweezers next to her and picked up the small crystal on the altar.

Medea frowned after just one glance. It was not because the magic crystal was too turbid to be used, on the contrary...

"It's too clean... Compared with the samples from last week, the purity has increased a lot. If this continues, it will probably be completely purified in a few days."

Carefully sealing the magic crystal, Medea touched her smooth chin and fell into deep thought.

"It makes no sense why the pollution level inside the Holy Grail dropped so fast. Even if a 'filter' was used, it should have reached the limit long ago after absorbing so much pollution inside the Great Holy Grail. Or..."

When she thought of that possibility, even Medea marveled at the courage of the magicians of this era: "No way... actually using a god-level servant?"