Chapter 672 India: Yes, it is me!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Defense spell! Prepare the defense spell quickly!"

After several rounds of bombing, the Persian mystics finally reacted. They gathered together in a hurry, chanted divine words, and built a magic barrier.

Curtains of light rose up in the Persian army, and the superimposed magic arrays looked like upright light shields.

The overlapping layers of flame patterns not only blocked the magical bombardment from the sea, but also put out the chaotic fire that was about to spread.

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"Tsk, it seems these imitations only have this much effect."

On the deck, Plato, a tall and thin man dressed in a bachelor's gown, patted the slightly hot bronze gun barrel in front of him and shook his head in dissatisfaction.

Although the magic cannon that uses magic power as its drive and ammunition is quite special, it still falls within the realm of the mysterious system.

Therefore, its attacks can still be defended against with magic barriers.

Aristotle stepped forward and said comfortingly:

"It's already amazing to be able to imitate 70% to 80% of the power of the original, sir. After all, we use cheap and common [bronze] instead of rare [orichthys]. From a practical point of view, this improved version is more suitable for being equipped in the army."

This teacher of his was deeply influenced by his master Socrates and liked to promote the nobility and extraordinaryness of human beings. Therefore, he was very keen on researching and discovering various ancient human civilizations from the golden and silver ages, in order to prove that human beings possess outstanding creativity and divinity that is no less than that of God.

Among the many ancient human civilizations, Atlantis, the Age of Light that once perished in the sea of chaos, is the subject that interests him the most.

To this end, he also wrote a miscellaneous book called "Dialogues" to record his research content.

But in a world ruled by gods, this doctrine and research direction is quite unorthodox and is destined not to be recognized by the mainstream.

Therefore, Plato's original situation in Athens was not very good.

Especially after their master Socrates was accused of blasphemy, many scholars and disciples related to him were implicated.

It was at that time that Aristotle, who had already established a firm foothold in Rome, invited his teacher Plato, as well as his friends and students, hoping that they would come to Rome to establish education and conduct academic research.

At first, Plato was reluctant to leave his homeland.

However, when he heard that the Roman Age was built on the foundation of the Atlantean civilization and that the Pantheon contained a large amount of technical information about the Atlantean civilization, the great philosopher immediately rushed to Rome with his family to begin his own research.

By the way, he also brought along a large number of colleagues, friends, and students who were unable to do anything in Greece.

To date, this elite research team has restored and improved at least dozens of Atlantis technologies.

The metal warship under their feet and the bronze magic cannon installed on the ship were one of them.

The reason they appeared here was, on the one hand, they received a commission from their superiors to draw a map of the territory of the Age of Gods for Rome, and on the other hand, they wanted to find an opportunity to test Atlantis's black technology and some of the things they restored.

So it was natural for them to join Caesar and Alexander's anti-bandit team.

But they didn't expect that before they could suppress the bandits, they would encounter the infiltrating Persian regular army.

As soon as they discovered the enemy, they realized they were no match for them.

Therefore, Alexander and Caesar decided to use them as bait to lure the Persian army to this open area by the sea.

Then, the two led the Roman legions to defend the dangerous place and hold back the Persian army head-on, while Aristotle and other scholars led the fleet to the offshore and used naval guns and other superior weapons to attack the flanks of the Persian army.

Although there were some twists and turns in the process, everything went smoothly.

The two sides joined forces and successfully caught the Persians off guard.

However, the Persian army, which had advantages in numbers and military strength, obviously could not swallow this humiliation.

A quarter of an hour later, hundreds of magic flying carpets woven from monster velvet rose into the air from the Persian army's camp. Spellcasters in white robes and holding magic lamps sat cross-legged on them, flying the carpets towards the enemy ships near the coast while chanting divine words at high speed to summon a variety of magic lamp elves.

"Are you in a hurry so soon?"

Plato raised his eyebrows, turned his head and said with a joking smile:

"Teachers, it's time to teach the class on the opposite side."

On the deck, hundreds of scholars wearing togas and leather sandals nodded in unison, with arrogant sneers on their faces.

Being able to enter the circle of the three wise men Socrates, Plato and Aristotle, and being treated with high standards by the Roman Empire is in itself a proof of strength.

And it is indeed true:

All of them studied at the Academy of Athens, and most of them stayed on to teach at the school. Their research areas covered various aspects such as economics, culture, politics, science, and nature. Their achievements and reputation were enough to establish their own schools.

The only drawback was that they were quite restless, lacked reverence for God, and were not well-received by Athenian orthodoxy.

But because of this, they go further on the road of [research] and [discovery], becoming well-deserved [wise men] among the mortal group.

And now is the time to verify their [academic] level!

As the Persian mystics approached, the Athenian scholars on the deck showed off their unique skills.

The first to attack was Anaxagoras.

He is the founder of the Zhizhong school. He is proficient in geometry, astronomy and mathematics. He believes that the essence of the sun is a mass of hot matter, the moon has valleys like the earth, meteorites are stones that fall from the sun, thunder is caused by the impact of clouds, and lightning is the result of friction between clouds. Everything can be controlled by humans.

Because he denied that celestial bodies were sacred, he was accused of blasphemy. Fortunately, he was saved through Pericles' mediation. He was later expelled from Athens for "blasphemy".

However, fortune and misfortune go hand in hand.

Based on these theoretical achievements, he had a deep understanding of celestial bodies and nature, and then mastered Hermetic astrology and alchemy, becoming a master in this field.

"When the stars are in their right position, it should be the moment of judgment!"

Anaxagoras chanted the Hermetic text solemnly, and ancient star maps suddenly appeared in the sky. Meteorites with diameters ranging from several meters to several kilometers were summoned from the void and fell on the Persian mystics one after another.

Several secret mages were caught off guard, and both they and their flying carpets were blown into pulp.

Then, a skinny old man with white curly hair but a spirited look came on stage.

He didn't make many movements, but every time he waved his hand, a Persian mystic was shot down.

This is an extremely perverted magical aiming ability.

His movements may seem light and indifferent, but every magic attack is like a tracking missile with eyes, always hitting the enemy just right.

Once he sets his sights on a target, no matter what method you use to avoid it, it will be of no avail.

Since the beginning of the war, this old man's attacks have never been in vain, and he has maintained a 100% hit rate, which is even more outrageous than that of professional gunners.

His name was Pythagoras, and he had an outstanding talent in mathematics and geometry.

Then, Plato couldn't help but take action:

"I hold the sword of justice and philosophy is king!"

Amid the solemn words of God, Hermetic characters took shape around him, automatically interweaving and connecting to form magic arrays of varying sizes, which then overlapped to build an ideal magic kingdom.

Any mystics who broke into this territory were instantly deprived of the power to cast spells and fell into the sea like dumplings.

"You Persian barbarians, wake up!"

Plato bent his fingers forward and clenched them. The colorful magic tides around him caused a violent explosion, almost turning the area around into a vacuum zone. The Persian mystics and the magic lamp elves they summoned were crushed by the terrifying repressive force.

As if that was not enough, the great philosopher tore off his loose bachelor's gown, revealing a body of exaggerated muscles so strong that he could kill a cow with one punch, and then jumped into the sea like a cannonball, showing off his superb Pankrasin fighting skills.

A few unfortunate Persian mystics had just worked together to break free from the laws and restrictions imposed by the [Utopia], when they saw a fist as big as a casserole rapidly enlarged in front of their eyes, and then the whole person turned into a pool of minced meat.

Seeing this, Aristotle on the boat rubbed his forehead helplessly.

Although all of their school had studied Pankrasin, the one who was the most professional and the most obsessed with it was undoubtedly their teacher Plato.

In order to learn the purest Pankrasin fighting skills, it is said that the teacher privately registered as a Pankrasin fighter and made appointments to fight with others many times.

We are scholars, not butchers, be elegant!

Aristotle secretly complained in his heart, then raised his hand slightly forward.

Suddenly, the magic factors scattered in the air gathered together madly, forming blue, red, yellow and white whirlpools on the sea surface.

All of a sudden, fireballs, ice cones, ground spikes, streams of light... appeared one after another, forming a magical attack like a meteor shower, instantly filling the sky.

The various colorful blurs and explosions lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour.

During this period, the four-color vortex was not limited to single-attribute magic attacks, but continued to adapt to new changes on the battlefield:

The combination of red flames and ice on the outside and blue on the inside, the falling rocks that seemed to be ignited by meteorites, the large water and soil swamps used to restrict movement... these various complex magics made the Persian mystics who came for revenge suffer a lot, and the casualties increased sharply.

"Aristotle, your theory of the four elements has improved a lot."

A black-haired young man in a bachelor's gown walked forward, speaking with emotion and a desire to compete in his eyes.

His name was Archimedes. He was not much different in age from Aristotle. They both completed their studies at the Academy of Athens and could be considered alumni of each other.

But during his time at school, he was always dominated by this senior, and couldn't help feeling a little resentful.

Now that this opportunity is rare, we naturally have to compete well.

Driven by the tide of magic, Archimedes' body floated into the air, and behind him were many hexagonal mirror-shaped alchemical tools arranged in a ring.

"See this perfect circle, this endless light!"

Along with low murmurs, the light of the sun, moon and stars was absorbed, focused, and refracted by the hexagonal mirror behind Archimedes, and finally gathered into streams of scorching magic power, which ignited several Persian mystics and the flying carpets under them, turning them into charred residue.

Heraclitus, the thinker who proposed the theory of "Living Fire", could not resist the urge and joined this academic show.

"The world has a cause for its beginning and an order for its end. Its past, present and future are a ball of eternal living fire, burning at a certain degree and extinguishing at a certain degree! Therefore, light is everywhere, come down - dispel the darkness of ignorance and ignite the fire of order forever!"

As the old scholar sang the divine words, the fireball that was created with all his strength looked like a dazzling golden sun.

As this thing smashed down, a huge whirlpool first formed on the sea surface, and then exploded with a loud bang.

In an instant, a blazing white light flashed, stinging the eyes of everyone around, whether friend or foe, causing pain in their eyes. Their vision went blank and a terrifying mushroom cloud rose up.

At this point, hundreds of Persian mystics who came for revenge didn't even get to touch the fleet, and were all killed in this grand academic performance.

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"A bunch of rubbish!"

In the Persian camp, Darius III slammed his fist on the chair, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Due to their special status, spellcasters usually look down on others and sometimes even dare to offend him, a member of the royal family.

As a result, when they went to the battlefield, hundreds of secret mages were defeated by less than a hundred foreign magicians in a charge.

It's really good-looking but useless!

Seeing the black fleet on the sea turn its guns again, as if intending to bomb its own camp again, Darius III could not help but complain, gritted his teeth, and said:

"Let them go!"

A moment later, dozens of floating warships in the shape of slender flying boats rose up in the military camp.

This is the divine weapon named "Vimana", a flying vehicle recorded in the ancient Indian epics "Ramayana" and "Mahabharata", and the mount of gods such as the sun god and Indra.

The hull is made of gold and inlaid with emeralds. When unfolded, it forms a suspended structure with wings of glory. Its power core uses mercury as a light energy conversion system for fuel. It releases energy through solar crystals to achieve vertical take-off and landing and ultra-high-speed maneuvers. Its flight speed can break the speed of sound.

In order to achieve victory as quickly as possible and gain the favor of the royal family, he spent a considerable amount of money to introduce these divinely created war tools from the Indian Age of Gods.

It’s just advanced tactical equipment, and they have it too!

Looking at the speeding Ship of Light, the Roman Academic Group couldn't help but laugh:

"Okay, now that the class is over, it's time to show our academic research results to the other side."

When it comes to technology, how can India possibly compare to Atlantis?

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, the sea water surged, and the silver-white armor plates of dozens of UFOs slowly opened. Strange rhythms spread, the space vibrated, and the light patterns converged. Then, a scarlet column of energy shot out from the round gem core of the metal sphere and shot down several Vimana light boats at the front.

Atlantis Technology——Wide Area Annihilation Weapon!

(End of this chapter)