Chapter 50

After finishing their eating, drinking, and playing, Sigma and Alice packed up the things sent from human society over the past ten days and prepared to return to school.

Sigma had a dozen or so "magical" magazines and picture books, as well as a few new clothes personally selected by his fiancée. Alice had a similar amount, but the variety and quantity of clothes were clearly much more than Sigma's. In addition to some fashion magazines, there were a few books with suspicious covers. Sigma secretly glanced at them and saw a row of gold-embossed letters on a blue cover, which read "The Tyrannical President Falls in Love with Me."

"..." Sigma, seeing the embarrassment and implicit threat in Alice's eyes, wisely shut his mouth.

On the way back, they passed through an unplanned wasteland, a shortcut to return to the academy.

The two chatted as usual. Alice, who was already familiar with the concept of the Death Knight, raised her professional doubts: "The Death Knight you conceived is entirely different from the mainstream golems and puppets. I understand your idea, using human physiological functions as a template to design a detailed internal structure, and through the precise cooperation of these components, to unleash power far exceeding ordinary golems... This is very difficult."

"I know, but the road is made step by step. As long as bionic research reaches a certain level, it's not impossible to succeed," Sigma said confidently. "However, there is one thing that has been bothering me... I want to create a specialized staff, one with a lot of room for upgrades, which can be continuously modified and upgraded as my strength increases..."

Alice looked at Sigma quietly, gesturing for him to continue.

"At first, I wanted to make it a scythe-shaped staff, which could be used for both close combat and spell casting. Later, I thought that while a scythe is powerful, it's not suitable for all combat situations. I want to create a staff that can be used in various battles..." Sigma organized his words and slowly said, "Do you know shape-memory metals? I want to make one like that. Normally, it's a scythe, but it can transform into a spear, staff, battle axe, hammer, javelin, bow, and even split into two halves to become dual short swords, a sword and a dagger, short spears, or nunchucks..."

"Sounds impressive..." Alice shrugged. "But it's very difficult. Human research in metal composites hasn't reached such a level. You might have to try your luck with the dwarves—besides, I think as a necromancer, you shouldn't be obsessed with turning your staff into a multifunctional transforming weapon. It's unnecessary... After all, when a mage is forced into close combat, it means they are in the final desperate struggle."

"But the weakest link determines a mage's overall combat strength, doesn't it?"

"So, you're sure you want to design and create such a... staff yourself?"

"Of course, it's my personal weapon, so I have to design and customize it myself," Sigma rolled his eyes. "Do you think it will fall from the sky?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dull rumble echoed from the sky. Surprised, the two looked up to see the dark clouds that perpetually hovered over Atlas City swirling like a vortex. Black storm clouds twisted into a tornado, and then a golden-blue aurora pierced through the pitch-black clouds, hurtling down toward them.

"Get out of the way!" Sigma leaped forward, tackling Alice to the ground. A golden light burst from his back, and the shockwave sent dirt and rocks flying into the sky, raining down in the fierce wind.

"Damn... a meteor from the sky? That's rare," Sigma, still shaken, found himself lying on top of Alice, pinning her down. Although the girl's figure was thinner compared to Luluvi and his fiancée, it was still well-proportioned, and the warmth of her young and beautiful body made Sigma's heart flutter. He quickly regained his composure, got up, and pulled Alice up. Alice remained calm, her face slightly red but otherwise composed—she wouldn't be Sigma's friend if she were the type to scream and slap him.

Curious, the two looked in the direction of the explosion. The unknown object that fell from the sky had created a large crater, wide and deep. If they had been any closer, they might have been blown away by the violent shockwave.

Upon closer inspection, both were stunned.

A sword, a sword embedded in the center of the crater.

It was beautiful—this was their first impression. It looked more like a work of art than a weapon.

The bright blade was enveloped in a dual-colored glow of gold and blue. The gold was as sacred as holy light, and the blue was as brilliant as an aurora. The hilt was a noble gold, with a wing-shaped guard protecting the azure grip. Upon closer inspection, a row of mysterious inscriptions was engraved on the blade, giving the impression of immense sacred power.

Alice had studied ancient languages and was said to recognize some ancient divine and sacred languages, but she frowned. "I don't recognize these inscriptions. They look ancient, vast, and sacred, and they must be a phrase recording mysterious power..."

"I think I can guess the general meaning of these words..." Sigma, chin in hand, spoke in a wise tone, "He who draws this sword shall be the chosen king of England... something like that..."

He tousled his hair, making a tuft of black, shiny, and smooth short hair stand up, then rubbed his hands and struck what he thought was the most dominant pose, walking toward the sword: "I'm the Chosen King, for sure!"

"Hey, are you crazy? Can't you feel the sacred power surrounding the sword? This power is most effective against negative energy. If it retaliates, you'll be seriously injured!" Alice, startled, quickly stopped the delirious Sigma.

"I feel a strong connection with this sword, as if it was summoned by me." Sigma pointed to the sky. "Just now, I said that a personal weapon isn't something that falls from the sky, and immediately, a sword like this fell from the sky. This is destiny!"

Alice said indifferently, "No, I think it's a coincidence."

"..." Sigma frowned and stared at the sword for a while, thinking. He then clapped his hands. "Come on, let's try again."

He pointed to the sky, "Send me a long-legged, big-breasted, super beautiful girl!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dark clouds in the sky began to swirl wildly again. Another golden light broke through the clouds and fell nearby, causing a golden storm to surge.

The two were silent for a moment, then suddenly flew toward the second impact point.

The location was not far away, and they quickly arrived. They blew away the scattered dust and saw the object in the second crater. A white, human-shaped figure writhed and painfully turned over, still unconscious.

But that wasn't the most important thing.

A head of flowing golden hair, as brilliant as a blazing light, and a white robe that couldn't hide the full legs and prominent chest. The beautiful face was full of vigor and sacredness, and a pair of white wings fluttered unconsciously, with a few pure white feathers slowly drifting down...

"An angel..." For some reason, Alice's face flashed with a moment of gloom.

"A real girl fell from the sky..." Sigma, unaware of Alice's abnormality, was overwhelmed by the massive amount of information. His lips trembled, and he shook his head, pounding his chest and stomping his feet. After a while, he finally managed to say, "Damn, I'm invincible!"

"In the name of the Chosen One of the Plane!" He laughed loudly, pointing to the sky with one hand and pointing to Alice with the other, "Make this girl's chest two sizes bigger!"

After saying that, he looked at Alice's appropriately sized chest with anticipation, hoping for the legendary scene of a bursting shirt. Alice was also startled by his loud shout and felt a hint of anticipation...

This time, no miracle happened. Instead, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck near Sigma.

"Damn, okay, okay, don't be angry!" Lightning bolts kept exploding, and Sigma, frightened, ran around. "This doesn't count! This doesn't count! I'm wrong! I'm wrong! Flat-chested girls are rare resources! Flat-chested girls are works of art! I'm a big-breasted fan, I'm really sorry! Okay, I'm really sorry, I didn't know the world's consciousness is a flat-chested fan..."

A blue shadow suddenly darted forward. Alice's right boot spun 180 degrees clockwise, and she lunged forward, ramming Sigma's abdomen with her shoulder. The necromancer, who was babbling, was forced to curl up like a shrimp, and after a few wobbles, he fell to the ground helplessly.

Alice dusted off her blue skirt, glanced at the prone Sigma, and said coldly, "I hope some people can control their mouths... You're just a mouthy one, hmpf!"

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