Super Magician: The Magic Network Collapsed Again at the Start

Chapter 199 This island is destined for me
The Dragonfly ship has a slender profile and a relatively small cabin, measuring nine meters in length and about six meters in width and height, and is divided into two levels.

The upper level is the captain's cabin and rest area, the entrance area is the cargo hold, and there is a movable ballista on each side of the rear half, which can be opened to fire at the enemy when necessary.

Lin Qiancheng did not linger in the cabin, but led Anser into the cockpit.

It's even smaller here, only five or six meters long and wide, but the view is very open. The compound eyes are all made of one-way transparent crystal, so you can see everything outside.

There were no complicated instruments or control panels here, only a magnificent high-backed chair, embedded in the deck and locked by a heavy steel cover, clearly to prevent anyone from stealthily driving it away.

Lin Qiancheng pointed to the seat and carefully explained, "This is the Exorcist's Rudder, the power and control core of the magic ship..."

The Exorcist's Scepter is a magical creation made by mages or mechanics. There is a rare fifth-circle transformation spell that can create an Exorcist's Scepter.

To control the Exorcist's Rudder, a spellcaster must be in sync with it; the person helms it is called the Exorcist.

Since the process consumes the caster's spell slots or mana, it may be necessary to switch casters. In this case, the "Spellcaster" only needs to touch another caster to transfer the synchronization, which is convenient and quick.

The Law Driver can propel ships into flight and can hear and see what is happening on and around the ships.

This process is comparable to autonomous navigation. The rudder will adjust its course automatically to avoid collisions with meteorites, other space debris, or life forms living in space, and will also automatically slow down when encountering obstacles.

However, the magic ship was designed for space and interstellar travel. When cruising, it can travel 1.6 million kilometers a day, but its speed in the atmosphere is only tens of kilometers per hour.

For example, the magic exorcism rudder of this [Star Demon] is very basic. Its flight speed in Faerûn is only 63 kilometers per hour, which is much slower than that of a dragon, but this speed is already faster than the vast majority of magic ships.

Moreover, magic ships are not suitable for docking in space.

The magic ship has its own gravity plane and magic airbags, but it does not produce air. If it stays in space for too long, the oxygen on the ship will be depleted, and people will easily suffocate.

Anser finally understood why the space pirates set up their base on the continent of Faerûn. They couldn't stay in space, and staying in Blarock City would be too conspicuous. They didn't have many options.

He was extremely satisfied with his gains today, having acquired a magic ship and a castle for free.

There is a stable teleportation array here, and it would be a pity to give it up. If a teleportation array were also built in Jacquelineburg, it would be much more convenient to travel between the two places.

Anser stroked the Exorcist's Rudder, then looked at Lin Qiancheng and the others with a burning gaze.

Lin Qiancheng and the others were startled and became secretly on guard, but when they thought about the current magical environment, they sighed helplessly.

"What are your plans?" Anser asked with a gentle smile. He was short of helmsmen and wanted to keep these mages.

Everyone else turned to look at Lin Qiancheng, and the atmosphere became heavy.

Lin Qiancheng remained silent, hesitant to leave for fear that the other party would not let him go.

Anser beckoned, and the spellbook floated to his side. After Maeve jumped onto his shoulder, he opened the spellbook, flipped to a page, and gently tore it off.

The top of the paper reads: Mage Armor.

He handed the paper to Lin Qiancheng: "When a natural disaster strikes and there's nowhere to go, why not stay and weather the storm together? Besides monetary rewards, I also have spell models suitable for magic casting."

The mainstream mage community is seeking this; a single spell model is worth two or three thousand pounds of gold.

Lin Qiancheng took the paper with surprise and doubt. It was warm to the touch, and the contents inside made him even more shocked. He couldn't help but carefully examine it.

He is a traditional academic mage with a solid foundation and strong theoretical knowledge, making it easy for him to judge the authenticity and quality of a first-level spell.

Moen paced back and forth anxiously, but dared not peek. Seeing that Lin Qiancheng was still engrossed in his work, he immediately looked at Anser and said, "Your Excellency, I am very willing to stay."

"Welcome." Anser welcomed everyone. "You can call me Anser. I'm also a mage. Let's learn and improve together."

Don't be fooled by the current state of the mage community; a group of geniuses will soon regain their spellcasting abilities. Even if they can't cast spells, they are still the top talents in Toril and can do anything well.

“Um…” Moen rubbed his hands together, somewhat impatiently.

Outsiders can hardly understand the feeling of falling from the clouds to the dust, let alone comprehend the maddening desire to cast spells.

When a magician loses his beloved Fireball spell, the rest of his life becomes utterly meaningless! "Don't worry, I'll copy one for you when I have time," Anser comforted him. "Let's start with first-circle spells and progress step by step."

“I’ll stay too,” Lin Qiancheng said decisively, coming back to his senses.

"It's a pleasure doing business with you." Anser smiled like a fox.

At this moment, he finally experienced the joy of being an academic tyrant!
Afterwards, he arranged for Lin Qiancheng and the others to rest, and after locking the Exorcist's Halberd with a secret magic lock, he hurriedly went downstairs to deal with the prisoners.

Salian had already ascertained the situation. The island was called White Stone Island, located more than 200 kilometers northwest of Agoralon. In addition to the castle, there were four fishing villages on the island, with a population of about 1,000.

Everything on the island is under the control of the Star Demon.

One-third of the prisoners were civilians who had been forcibly conscripted as servants, while the rest were the minions of the Star Demon, each of whom was responsible for more than one death.

In the square, Salian had already thoughtfully separated the crowd, with more than thirty civilians standing on one side and more than fifty space pirates squatting together with their heads in their hands on the other.

Anser drove the Detect Good and Evil vehicle around the space pirates, and found that everyone was indeed surrounded by varying degrees of black and red light and shadow.

He stepped forward and proclaimed, "Your crimes are heinous and unforgivable. Therefore, I sentence you to death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bright flash shot out from his fingertip and landed in the crowd in an instant.

The next second, the extreme cold energy suddenly erupted, forming a huge cloud of ice mist that turned dozens of space pirates into ice sculptures. Many of them had just stood up and taken a step, but they never had the chance to take a second step.

A series of combat prompts flashed through his mind. Anser checked carefully and confirmed that no one was faking death before he could relax.

Blatt, thinking he couldn't bear it, came over and gently patted him on the shoulder.

“Some people’s evil may not come from their own heart, but evil is evil. Forgiveness and redemption are God’s duty. What we need to do is send them to God.”

“I’m fine,” Anser said calmly.

He glanced at his pocket watch; nearly an hour had passed, and the return magic circle was about to end. He had to get back as soon as possible.

Because he hadn't verified the coordinates of Blayan City, if they were fake, he would never be able to get back.

"I'm leaving this to you. Seal the city gates and don't communicate with the outside world for now. Keep an eye on those mages, and guard the teleportation array and the Dragonfly Ship," he instructed. "I will definitely be back tomorrow morning."

"Don't worry," Salian said with a relieved smile.

He spent his entire life fighting pirates without achieving much. Unexpectedly, Anser has begun cracking down on space pirates; this is quite a pleasant surprise.

Anser nodded, took out the teleportation cube, placed the side with the return array rune sequence face down on the ground, and after maintaining focus for one minute, a teleportation array appeared on the ground.

He stepped into the magic circle, and in a flash of light, the man and the cat returned to the eleventh floor of the Black Tower.

Then, the Scepter of Protection was activated, and the user successfully returned to the Cavern District.

This may seem redundant, but it's necessary to return to Blayan City. The Scepter of Sanctuary stores the coordinates of the underground region, and it cannot be activated midway, otherwise the coordinates will switch.

Anser listened intently; Osborne's house was quiet, everyone was fast asleep.

'First, draft two magic contracts.' He pulled out two blank contracts and began to think about the wording.

The intelligence of mages is generally not low, but character is not directly proportional to intelligence, and verbal agreements are not as secure as magical contracts.

He plans to upgrade after finishing the contract.

At level 10, you can master two fifth-circle spells and a feat, as well as an enhanced super magic, which greatly increases your strength.

This is the final level of the elite stage. Upgrading to the next level will allow you to enter the ranks of advanced professionals, and your dice detection ability should also increase accordingly.

(End of this chapter)