Luo Lin coughed and put down the puppet in his hand. It was pitch black, with flame-like wings extending out, covering its delicate body.

The doll girl is almost perfect, with no flaws in the structure of its body; the face made of silver appears supple and flat; and the crystal in its belly has no impurities.

Its craftsmanship can be said to be at the pinnacle of this era. Under the same craftsmanship conditions at this level, no one can match it.

However, Luo Lin immediately put a fist to his lips and broke out into a violent cough. He nearly doubled over while coughing, and an abnormal flush appeared on his pale face. He let go of his hand, and his palms were bright red, but there was a faint feeling.

His eyes were almost empty, cold and indifferent, and he put down his hands as if nothing had happened.

He stood up straight, as if quietly waiting for praise.

But there was no expectation in his expression, instead he was a little indifferent.

But the playing field was a little quiet.

Luo Lin's piercing eyes revealed a hint of confusion, and he slowly turned his head in the direction of the audience's gaze.

There, there was a somewhat shocked look from Count Xilin Spica.

Sometimes, it is actually difficult for people to describe what they really saw. It is a quite novel experience. It is like light gurgling like water and passing away silently.

And in silence, a brand new world has slowly opened in front of the world.

It was a vein of light intertwining back and forth like a silver shuttle.

Two outstretched hands facing each other, one big and one small.

The light is connected between the two hands and shuttles through the fingertips of the index finger, middle finger and ring finger in sequence, forming a flowing network of light.

The masters of the two hands, one tall and one short, were facing each other. Fang Plover silently watched every movement of his Miss Longhun's hands with a focused and meticulous expression, while Tata raised her head, her eyes calm and quiet.

She raised her hand and stretched out her slender fingers.

A silver thread was flowing out through her fingertips, like a trickling star river, flowing in the endless starry sky.

And those stars are the temple of craftsmen.

The light veins form a connection between the two people, forming this picture like a star.

And every time it meanders, it will pass through a piece of silver wings. When countless silk threads are connected together, the wings will gather into a bunch of blazing silver fire.

It was just a wing as thin as a cicada's wing.

Without opening his mouth, Fang Plover stretched out his right hand and caught the light thread with his index finger. The light passed through a circular magic circle in his hand, and then passed to his left hand. Then from the fingertips of his left hand,

Optical flow is formed once.

The flow of light once again passed through the wings and returned to Tata's hands.

Like threading a needle and thread, the two of them said nothing but maintained a tacit understanding.

But in the eyes of others, this scene is completely different.

What people see more of is actually not like making a doll at all.

It's more like a silent stage play.

I saw countless silver threads pulled out from Fang Plover's hands, but I couldn't see the other end in the void. And countless threads were manipulated in his hands, only connecting each of the puppets in the magic circle.

part.

Every time the light passes through, it is like a torso connected by the soul, in which the doll is given life and gradually wakes up.

It was like a new bud, blooming.

It seemed to grow a torso, left hand, right hand, beautiful pupils, and long silver hair little by little. Fang Plover gently raised his right hand, and the doll girl stood up. In that moment, pieces of silver wings appeared.

They merge to form a long skirt like a flame.

And the two pairs of thin wings also folded behind her.

After that, one after another golden flame formations appeared in the void, unfolding around the doll, and engraving mysterious magic patterns on her limbs and heart. It was like a quenched golden edge, faintly dissipating the remaining warmth.

After that, everything was done.

That little doll didn't seem to be made, but more like a magic that created a life contract.

Fang Yu put down his hand, and she also landed lightly.

They are like a father and a daughter, but at the end of the performance, the doll girl holds up her skirt with overlapping silver leaves and bows slightly to everyone.

Tata also stopped.

She looked at the doll girl in front of her who was half taller than herself. What she was looking at with her emerald green eyes seemed to be a distant scene. It was a long, long time ago, and she remembered the craftsmen she was watching in the crystal.

This is how life is created.

They call the dragon soul life.

Fang Yu then raised his head, and the faint silver light in his eyes dissipated layer by layer. He looked at the people in the square calmly.

The feeling in my heart was hard to express for a while.

There are few people who are not fascinated by such beauty. Because the work that people did in that era can also be called a kind of art.

That is what the alchemists pursued throughout their lives.

beauty from creation

There was silence in the square.

People can't even believe that they will see such alchemy in their lifetime.

It was like a poem or a dream. The skills they had seen before were nothing compared to it. No, it should be said that the existing fairy skills in the world were like children's doodles compared to them.

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Snap, snap, snap

Suddenly there was sudden applause in the square.

Fang Yu looked in that direction with some surprise, but saw his teacher, Mr. Ande, with a happy smile and applauding him. He didn't seem to need the response of others, the applause was clear and powerful, in the square

The previous sound echoed.

Then there was a second round of applause.

Soul Fingerprint, Chickpea, Mulan, Dill and Cui Yu.

More applause rang out from the crowd, it was Tianlan and the others. Fang Plover saw Sylvide. There was a faint smile in the eyes of the noble daughter. She turned around for a moment, but then turned back immediately.

He only wiped the corners of his eyes with his hand, but still smiled.

Fang Yu felt a faint warmth flowing through his heart.

More and more applause sounded from all directions in the square, starting from a little to a lot, and finally gradually gathered into a storm that swept everything.

Everyone was applauding, and among the crowd, Tian Lan only clapped her hands red with excitement.

In this storm, only Luo Lin remained motionless. He looked at all this with a somewhat indifferent expression, as if he had no experience at all.

Pudra looked at this scene from a distance, his face turned green.

In fact, the result is already clear.

The staff took the lead in giving Fang Plover’s results.

One hundred points.

Another perfect score.

But people in the audience did not seem to have any surprised expressions, and the square was quiet and there was no sound of exclamation, as if everything should be as it should be.

And that's the scariest thing

The audience in the live broadcast room is still a little unfinished until now, and they are asking about everything that happened before. What is it? Is there such alchemy? What happened before? Did the leader of ragnarok really create a doll?

Rather than just bringing a puppet to the stage?

Perhaps because it is so amazing, many people’s minds are still blank.

Su Changfeng lowered his head and saw his communication crystal light up, showing the communication ID of Stargate Port. Ambassador Liao's serious voice came from inside: "Old Su, we must find a way to keep that person."

"I have learned that people from the United States and Britain have already passed over, so you need to hurry up."

"I see."

Su Changfeng took a deep breath.

In fact, he already had too many surprises in his heart, but every time, the other party would still bring him a bigger surprise.

The moment he saw Fang Plover take action, he also understood what Odin and others had mysteriously done in the Hall of Thousand Gates a few months ago. These people were getting bolder and bolder, and he could almost predict what the other party would do in the Star Gate Port.

Concealing the most critical information.

But fortunately, the result is good.

As he walked forward, he picked up the communication crystal and said: "Attention all units"

among the crowd

Sophie turned her head inadvertently and happened to see the familiar face not far away. Her expression changed slightly. She looked forward and saw many people in the crowd walking against the current towards the arena.

Go to the center.
To be continued...