From Hogwarts to Strixhaven.

Chapter 420 Fine Gold Furnace
"Melite! It is said to be a great product of mithril after high-temperature smelting and heavy hammer forging. I wonder what kind of wonders we can see in this lost temple city!" The person who spoke was Keith, the gray dwarf stonemason. Everyone who was still underground did not want to miss the opportunity to see the wonders. So Ivy generously let everyone follow.

The stone bridge that Ivy had created with his extraordinary craftsmanship undoubtedly looked plain and shabby compared to the original architectural style of the temple.

Even though it was covered with dust and gravel, adventurers could still see the former glory of the temple city from the bumpy ground. Gilded patterns and deep purple mosaic tiles could be seen everywhere, and stone carvings that condensed countless efforts of craftsmen were everywhere, all of which witnessed the rise and fall of this temple city.

Behind the stone bridge is another hall, which is rectangular in shape. The fire from the lava lake below makes the place very bright, and the rising hot air makes everyone sweat.

Several broken stairs extended outward from the edge of the rectangular hall, some upwards, some downwards. But the most eye-catching one was the broken staircase that seemed to extend into the lava lake. Because at the end of the staircase, through the air that was constantly distorted by the heat of the lava, you could see an incredibly large metal machine.

A metal platform is suspended in the air, connected by metal beams, gears and pipes. Many pipes extend into the lava waterfall, and it is thought that the heat for forging the adamantium comes from there.

"...Who would have believed it? The ruins are telling a complete story!" Stonemason Keith continued to recount what he had seen and heard. "Ancient Shar believers carved this city out of the rock, but it was later abandoned."

"Countless centuries later, a new type of settlement rose here. They built new walls and new sculptures..."

"Until a terrible demon from hell broke in, destroyed the palace, and slaughtered the people!"

"You said there is a demon from hell here? How do you prove it?" Will, who was very sensitive to all visitors from hell, turned around and asked.

The stonemason Keith pulled out a piece of hell iron from behind him. It looked like a piece of armor peeled off from a giant. "This is the evidence. There is also an area that collapsed inward near the dock. Sulfur crystals can be seen on the rubble, proving that they have been burned by the flames of hell."

"Demons from hell? That makes sense." Minsara, who was walking in front of the team, turned around. She had been paying close attention to the surrounding environment, being careful of all corners where enemies might emerge, and therefore heard the conversation in the team clearly. "Do you know? DOOM. The task that Nina and Balthazar received from Kesseric was to go deeper into the temple to find a treasure. But before they set off, Kesseric specifically warned them to be careful of the monsters hidden in the temple. What do you think is the treasure that Som asked the two wizard consultants to find? I think it's the secret of his immortality. Let's put it this way, his invulnerable magic trick is hidden deeper in the Temple of Shar."

"You should at least address her as Madam!" Shadowheart said dissatisfiedly, "Catheric once saw through the hypocrisy of the Moon Goddess and turned to the arms of Lady Shar. I believe it was for this reason that the Lady blessed him with eternal life."

Minsara sneered, "Don't forget that he is now the chosen one of the Supreme God. If your lady is really so powerful, why doesn't she take back her blessing of eternal life? Is it because she can't do it? Or is this blessing nothing to do with her, but a power she obtained from somewhere else through fraud and lies. She likes to watch her believers sink into eternal loss after giving everything. If someone believes in Shar, she will soon become an empty shell. I remember that there are not many memories of the past in your brain. Look, this is the proof."

Yingxin's anger almost burst out of his eyes: "It is a great disrespect to speculate on the will of Lady Shar! If you were not worth using, the lady would definitely turn you into a boring and sad shadow! Catheric has been stealing the blessing of Lady Shar for a long time! And the reason why we were able to find this temple is because of the guidance of Lady Shar! I have a hunch that cutting off Catheric's blessing of eternal life is the purpose of my coming here!"

Minsara suddenly smiled, with an approval on her face that really annoyed Yingxin: "You know, this is why I like cultists. They can rationalize all the difficulties and setbacks they encounter and turn them into tests and trials from the gods. If every one of my subordinates could be as innocent as you, I would undoubtedly be able to achieve greater success."

During the past period of travel, Ivy rarely saw Yingxin being at a disadvantage in verbal battles. Her delicate skin was twitching, and her fair face was flushed with anger. Ivy even noticed that she was reaching for her weapon.

It seems that a more exciting drama than a quarrel between beautiful women is about to be staged, but this is obviously not conducive to the harmony of the team. Ivy can only mediate with a little regret.

Ivy stood between the two women who refused to budge, with a warm smile on his face: "Remember what I said before? Don't judge each other's beliefs, and don't spread your own doctrines."

Yingxin's hand reaching for the weapon froze. Ivy could feel that she was trying her best to control her anger: "But she...ah!"

She let out a scream, and a deep purple light burst out from the hand that was stretched out to the weapon. Ivy saw a mysterious rune, and then the purple light and the rune disappeared, leaving Yingxin with only intense pain.

"Ms. Shar is punishing me?" What made Yingxin sadder than the pain was the meaning it represented. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. She looked to Ivy for help with anxiety and grievance, "How could this happen..."

Ivy knew that her gentle words of comfort would leave a positive impression on Yingxin, and that she might soon find a white-haired half-elf who would fall in love with her. But compared to the pain suffered by the half-elf priest, Ivy was more concerned about the mysterious rune on the back of her hand.

Ivy grabbed Yingxin's hand and turned it over and over to examine the place where the deep purple light had just burst out. The skin there was almost as delicate and healthy as other places. Except for a round scar, there was no trace of curse or magic damage. Even if Ivy opened the secret vision, the result was still the same.

"This isn't the first time this has happened to you." Ivy stared at the scar on Shadow Heart's hand, her nose almost touching her skin. "I saw a rune on the back of your hand, but I can't understand its meaning. When was it left there? Who left it on you?"

"I don't know..." Yingxin tried to pull his hand out from under Ivy's nose, but he was not determined. "Or, the rest of my memory doesn't have the source of this mark... except that it is related to Ms. Shar... It has been triggered more and more frequently recently, and it is becoming more and more puzzling..."

"Have you ever thought about healing it?" Ivy put his fingers together to form a knife and gestured at Yingxin's wrist. "Just like Xie Nian said, cut off this hand, and then I will use magic to help you grow a new palm."

"Heal?" Yingxin finally pulled her hand out of Ivy's control. She rubbed the back of her hand and continued, "No... Embracing pain is embracing Lady Shar. Only her embrace can truly heal my wounds. Trying to relieve pain is only a shame in the eyes of the Night Singer." Ivy was ready to persuade him again, because in his opinion, Yingxin's hand might contain some of Shar's secrets, which was a material worth studying. As long as he got Yingxin's replaced palm, he could get closer to the secrets of the gods.

But before he could finish his words, an accident happened.

"Enemy attack!" Artimetz, a drow stealth warrior, shouted a warning and threw out a bottle of alchemical flame as a guide.

The firelight of the explosion revealed the shadows of the enemy, which were the armors of several Dark Night Judges. In addition to the impressive mechanical structures in the distance, there were also many rusty and abandoned armors piled up on this wide platform.

The battle was over quickly. With a huge numerical advantage, Ivy didn't even need to make a move. His teammates turned several movable suits of armor back into scrap metal.

"Go, my servants." Minsara had a fanatical smile on her face. She could almost see the army armed with adamantium. "Go and find anything that can be used!"

The drow elves immediately took action, exploring both sides of the rectangular hall in groups of three.

Even the gray dwarves hired by Ivy with gems were unwilling to be outdone at this moment. Who knows if they can find some refined gold parts on the ground?

Elder Bliswal looked at Ivy: "Boss?"

"Go and collect those valuable things. One tenth of their total price will be your reward." Ivy stopped worrying about the circular scar on Shadowheart's hand and started walking around the edge of the hall, waiting for the drow and gray dwarves to bring him the molds for forging adamantine weapons.

On the observation platform leading up the hall, the drow wizard Dawn quickly found a book from the cobwebs and dust. It recorded how Shilov Yari built the furnace and explained in detail the arcane and scientific principles behind it.

"Very valuable." Ivy carefully flipped the fragile pages in the book and briefly commented, "Shilov Yari made a fool-proof machine. All you need to do is put in the mithril ore and the mold, then open the lava valve. The heat from the magma will heat the mithril to the right temperature. Then put down the giant hammer, and after high heat and heavy blows, the adamantine equipment will be formed in one piece."

"The steps are so simple that it looks like a trap." Minsara was a little skeptical, but she still looked at the gray dwarf holding a pile of weapons and equipment, "What molds did you find?"

"Shields! Scale armor! And plate armor!" A rock guard answered loudly, "And we also found a large piece of mithril ore! Enough to forge two sets of plate armor, or more shield weapons!"

Ivy glanced at the mithril ore in the gray dwarf's arms and stopped paying attention. To him, the most valuable thing in the furnace was of course the adamantine golem, followed by the "Furnace Forging Log" written by Shirov Yari. With the knowledge above, Ivy could even replicate an adamantine furnace somewhere else one-to-one. With that knowledge, wouldn't it be possible to have as many adamantine equipment as he wanted?
As for the raw materials needed for the furnace, it was also easy to solve. With the blessing of the Philosopher's Stone, Ivy's Transfiguration was enough to completely transform other metals of the same mass into the shape he wanted. In addition to gold, Mithril and Adamantium were also included. However, the efficiency of such transformation was not high, after all, Ivy had to spend 8 hours to make the Philosopher's Stone first.

Of course, it would be the best situation to produce these equipment if you could control a vein of refined gold or mithril.

"Let's get this refined gold furnace going quickly! Make something useful!" Xie Nian has been eager to try it out. As a fanatical pursuer of magic equipment, she certainly would not let go of refined gold products.

"Don't forget the furnace guard!" Dawn reminded, "It is a construct made entirely of adamantium. We must make good use of lava and heavy hammers to make it lose power."

It was the first time that the gray dwarves and deep gnomes heard this, and they clenched their weapons nervously.

"It's made entirely of adamantium... our weapons can't leave any scratches on it." Elder Blisval lifted up the mithril ore in his arms. Although it looks different from its surface relatives, the gray dwarves still have a fanatical love for the ore.

"That's why we need to use the furnace itself to destroy it." Dawn sighed, "It's all thanks to Phillo for providing his intelligence. When I become the mayor of this city, I will definitely build a golden statue to commemorate his contribution."

Minsara glared at the consultant who made the corrupt remarks, then turned to Ivy and asked, "Do you have any ideas about the Forge Guard? DOOM?"

"Of course." Ivy looked around the forging platform. Although this metal structure could accommodate everyone in the team, obviously not everyone was suitable for fighting the Adamantite Golem. So except for a few followers who carried ore and molds, only a small number of adventurers came to the platform.

"I'm going to try to destroy its prefabricated core. Try to preserve its structure as intact as possible. If we can control it, the Adamantine Golem will definitely become a powerful aid in the fight against the Supreme God and Keseric. The Supreme God can't find a lava river on the surface to destroy its Adamantine resistance." Ivy has already taken the golem that Lightning El and Lenore have worked so hard to create for himself. How can one Adamantine Golem be too much? Moreover, he has moved the Whispering Flower Reactor out of the Arcane Tower. As long as the energy problem of the Adamantine Golem can be solved, those cultists are just ants.

(End of this chapter)