In addition to being the lowest end of the inverted triangle among the six university schools and a symbol of rationality, the secret instrument school echoes the life school from afar. At the same time, it also manages the order of the whole mage''s city.


    Laws and rules, these man-made things are no lower than the morphological changes of water in the eyes of the mage. Since man is a part of the world, man''s creation should naturally be related to the world.


    By studying these artificial objects, the mages of the secret instrument school believe that they can also find the final answer to the problem in a human way acceptable to all.


    Most of the casters of the other five factions have focused on one thing, that is, the powerful destructive power of the mystic mages on magic, which makes the mystic mages may not be able to pose any threat to those who do not know magic, but for other casters, they are the most difficult hunters to deal with.


    However, the blocking technique of the secret instrument school is not a secret, and its principle is known to every apprentice in the city of ten thousand dharmas. Only the long process and complex training from knowing the principle to applying it to magic make the secret instrument learners neither mysterious nor noble in the eyes of others.


    "Do you know what people of other schools call us?" Rogro slowly pulled a wooden chair from the side. His movement was very laborious. It seemed that every effort would make the whole body feel pain.


    "People who waste time, schools manipulated by tools. They think we have been lost in man-made illusion." The interrogator laboriously sat down and leaned back in his chair with a slight soothing sigh.


    "It''s puzzling. It''s clear that every mage needs to accept the wisdom of his predecessors and learn and grow in human knowledge, human society and human system, but they just think that there is no truth in it and only linger. It''s like what an unbearable creature we are, and there is no merit in our thoughts. But if so, pan Beida Lu would not be a world dominated by human beings. He is as stupid as us and as short-sighted as us. He sends elves into the forest and gives dwarves to the mountains. I admit that it is disgraceful, but I can''t deny its achievements. After all, you see, a hero is also a butcher. The title only depends on which side you are on. "


    Russell was unable to respond to the man''s crazy words. His brain was not clear enough to understand these long speeches. He could only absorb scattered words such as secret instrument and magic, but rogro didn''t care.


    "I have always believed that the excellence of human beings lies in that we will spontaneously correct errors. It is not individual. Individual correction is very difficult and only happens to a few wise people. Generally speaking, correction is group, and one group corrects the errors of another group. It is this mechanism of supervision and Introspection that allows us to surpass those stale and obsessed intelligent students Material compatriots have become the main force on the earth. Introspection comes from division, division in various senses. Because we are divided, we fight, calculate and hurt each other. The right path is clear in these cruel processes. It''s not beautiful at all. "


    "Yes, it''s not beautiful at all. They hate us for a reason. Totem school, psychic school, not to mention life school, they think that the world is warm, at least objective and neutral, it''s neither good nor bad, and give everyone different situations equally. But we are different. In our view, the world is on the verge of destruction, and it''s always there Towards destruction, it is full of malice to us. isn''t it? If not, why do we come to the present step by step? If life and wisdom will eventually disappear, why should they exist? Just to let us small individuals praise its greatness? How cruel, mother nature. "


    The camel interrogator talked to himself in front of the immovable spy. He seemed to be a powerful speaker and stated his views at the conference. In fact, both of them were in a gloomy and terrible prison. There were neither magnificent domes, gorgeous columns nor audience intoxicated by the speech.


    As a matter of fact, there are, and I''m afraid no one will really appreciate rogro''s remarks.


    But he didn''t care. The interrogator licked the emptiness on his gums, felt a slight pain, and his only eye glittered with a gloomy and dim brilliance.


    He is like a vulture, an old vulture, flying indifferently in the air. In the next dive, he may crash into the ground without braking. But maybe it''s just an appearance. How can you get up without a tough core drive under this broken body?


    "Sorry, I don''t usually talk so much. You know, the prerequisite for being an interrogator is that I can''t talk a lot. Therefore, I usually only talk to one kind of people."


    The lame man raised his broken palm and waved it slightly. Footsteps sounded. Two tall people with hemp bags on their heads and holes dug only in their eyes walked into the cell. Their muscles were unusually developed, which was not the degree that ordinary mages would exercise.


    "Of course, it''s the kind of person who can''t repeat these words again. You see, I''m actually quite introverted."


    Rogro took a short knife from a masked man, or it is more appropriate to describe it with a short thorn. The blade in the shape of three edges is more like a special instrument for cooking meat, that kind of bloodletting knife specially for livestock.


    If rogro had five complete fingers, he might play with the torture tools in his hand, but his fun had long disappeared with his lost limbs. Now there is only a hunchback and boring butcher left here.


    The butcher raised his bloody knife and stabbed it deeply.


    Pain makes people awake, but it doesn''t drown their thoughts. Russell opened his mouth and his dry throat could not make a sound this time, only the gasp of a broken bellows. The knife did not directly pierce the spy''s body, but pierced into a device similar to a scabbard. The upper edge of the device is a copper ring, which is strung in Russell''s meat, right on the ribs.


    At this time, with the entry of the key, the copper ring was opened, and the wound was torn again.


    "Ah! Ha..."


    After the pain, it was easy. The copper rings opened in the hands of the interrogator one by one, like the closed window reopened. It was not just pain. Russell was gradually getting back to himself.


    "Bang Dang." The last copper ring fell to the ground, and the spy also fell from the cross. He knelt down and sat on the ground. He gasped and sweat flowed wantonly.


    "Give him water. Can''t you see? Do you want master Russell to die from dehydration?" Rogro shouted to the two big men in an exaggerated tone. One of the latter immediately turned and brought a water cup made of bones to Russell''s mouth.


    Russell could not tell what he was drinking. As soon as he smelled the smell of water, he plunged in and drank all the liquid.


    "Very good, very good. Don''t worry, don''t choke. Almost, take the water cup away. Your body is not as thirsty as you think. After all, you haven''t been here for a few days."


    "What the hell are you doing?" Russell struggled to raise his head and looked at each other.


    "What am I going to do? Oh, good thing, master Russell, great good thing. After the internal audit of the school, you will be promoted and become one of us. As my assistant and trainee interrogator."


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