Super Magician: The Magic Network Collapsed Again at the Start

Chapter 204 Cursed Scar Ritual
Anser renamed the castle "White Stone Castle" to match the name of the island; "Star Demon" sounded too awful and didn't suit his aesthetic.

After discussing it briefly with Lin Qiancheng, he arranged for Moen and Lin Qiancheng's students to stay for two days, allowing them to take whatever supplies they wanted and simply keep a record.

During this period, the city gates were closed, and people were advised not to go out as much as possible. If there was any danger, they were allowed to evacuate.

Based on the voyage calculations, the Dragonfly-class destroyer could reach Dulag in about two days.

Anser will mobilize a group of people to garrison the island as soon as possible, at which point he can begin to take control of White Stone Island and build a complete military and political system.

Lin Qiancheng needed to pilot the magic ship to leave with Anser. Salian and the others returned to Holreven, where they also needed to be accompanied.

Anser did this out of self-interest; if the pirates returned and Salian and his men suffered heavy losses, he would surely regret it to death.

Territory can be reclaimed at any time, but people who die are not easily brought back to life.

Resurrection magic items are both rare and sought after; they can't even be bought at legendary taverns like Traveler's Rest, and can only be obtained by chance.

It wasn't until noon that everyone finally got everything arranged.

Anser, along with Lin Qiancheng, Salian, Blatt, and others, boarded the Dragonfly ship to familiarize themselves with everything on board, preparing for departure.

Upon hearing that they were going to return by magic ship, Salian and the others had no intention of going back to Holreven and insisted on traveling with them for a while.

Anser could understand; after all, this was a magic ship, even rarer than the spaceships of his previous life. Who wouldn't want to take a ride on it?

He removed the steel cover from the exorcism ship's rudder and threw it away. Nobody wanted to sit in an iron cage while sailing the ship; it was an insult to their dignity.

A single lock can solve the theft problem, offering both elegance and security.

Lin Qiancheng was very satisfied. He could feel that Anser's respect was not superficial or a show, but a natural expression of his personality.

Anser walked to the long table at the back of the cockpit and looked through the maps laid out on it, including maps of Faerûn and star maps of the Kingdom of the Universe.

“These maps were purchased by Star Demon Flower at great expense, so they should be quite accurate,” Lin Qiancheng said with a smile.

He skillfully pulled out a sheepskin map that was over a meter long and wide, laid it out, and pointed it with his fingertip to the location of White Stone Island. Then, with a flick of his finger, he planned a route directly to Dulag.

"Going high in the air?" Anser asked humbly.

“Yes, at least 20,000 feet,” Lin Qiancheng emphasized. “This altitude can avoid a lot of trouble.”

Twenty thousand feet is more than six thousand meters. Most flying creatures cannot reach this altitude, and the thin air also reduces drag.

"I'll listen to you," Anser readily agreed.

"Why don't you give it a try first?" Lin Qiancheng pointed to the chair-shaped Exorcist's Wheel.

“Come on, I’ll protect you and keep you safe. I’ll take over when you get tired,” Anser said with a smile.

The Exorcist's Halberd requires Synchro, but he no longer has any Synchro slots, so he can't even use the newly acquired "Etheric Amulet".

Furthermore, the magic ship may encounter attacks during its voyage, and the magic driver needs to concentrate on steering the ship. At this time, someone needs to step forward to block the enemy's attacks.

"Shall we set off?"

"set off!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiancheng stepped onto the Exorcist's Ship. With a tingling sensation, his mind established a close connection with the Exorcist's Ship, and everything inside and outside the ship was reflected in his mind.

With a thought, he slowly closed the hatch he had opened.

"Sit tight!"

He sensed that everyone was already seated before he started the ship.

The Dragonfly Ship trembled slightly, its two pairs of wings hummed, and star-blue light spots lit up one by one, surrounded by surging magic.

The two pairs of wings slightly adjusted their posture without flapping, but the surrounding air and magic were vibrating slightly, the amplitude of which gradually increased, becoming blurred and leaving many afterimages.

With a barely audible whistle, the Dragonfly-class ship soared straight into the sky, its acceleration incredibly fast. Its six long legs tucked under its hull, making it truly resemble a dragonfly. "Whoosh—" Blatt gripped the armrests of his seat, the intense thrusting sensation thrilling him and making his heart pound.

The same was true for everyone else; after all, none of them knew how to fly and had never had such an intense experience before.

Anser smiled knowingly, got up and stood in front of the crystal-constructed hemispherical mirror. He watched the islands and ocean below rushing away and listened to the wind noise brought by the flight, feeling a little excited.

“The experience of riding a magic ship isn’t great. If you go into space, you might even get a disease called Starry Sky Disease…” Lin Qiancheng explained softly.

Star sickness, also known as space sickness, is a syndrome caused by sensory coordination imbalance in the human body under conditions of weightlessness, hypergravity, or spatial disorientation.

If you can't adapt, it's really tough.

The Dragonfly quickly flew to an altitude of six or seven thousand meters and headed at a steady speed toward Durag. Below was a vast sea of ​​falling stars, and on the horizon was a slightly curved line.

The wind was howling outside, but the ship was relatively stable and the sound insulation was good, so it wasn't noisy.

"Is your consumption high?" Anser was more concerned about the Dragonfly's range.

"The magic ship's power mainly comes from the ubiquitous magic power. The magic drivers only play a guiding, maintaining, and controlling role, so the consumption is not large."

"If we don't fight, I can probably fly for a day and a half, then it'll be your turn," Lin Qiancheng explained carefully.

"This consumption is not small," Anser thought to himself in surprise.

Lin Qiancheng is a high-level spellcaster, yet he could only drive for a day and a half, which shows how much energy he expended.

"To pilot a magic ship, one must at least reach the elite stage. It's not that ordinary spellcasters can't pilot it, but it's too strenuous, and they'll be exhausted in no time." Lin Qiancheng said with lingering fear.

The feeling of being exhausted is unpleasant, but before that, I had no choice and no power to decide.

“I see.” Anser understood. No wonder the Star Demon was willing to risk capturing a high-level mage.

Indeed, the more advanced the mode of transportation, the higher the requirements for the driver.

The Dragonfly Ship flew at a steady speed at high altitude, occasionally even automatically avoiding birds flying high in the sky. The flight experience was not bad, but the downside was that it was not fast enough, only slightly faster than Anser's flying skills.

Seeing that there was no danger, Anser began to inspect the entire ship.

Besides the exorcising helm, the cockpit also contains maps, lockers, material cabinets, and a shrine. The shrine occupies the largest and best spot, appearing to be more important than emergency equipment and the navigation log.

Inside the shrine was an abstract demon statue, which looked like the Balrog, perhaps the leader of the Star Demons.

Anser didn't move, planning to deal with him after arriving in Drag and replace him with the Platinum Dragon God!
The lounge wasn't anything special, but the restrooms were quite unique. The ship didn't store feces; after urinating or defecating, the toilet would eject the excrement.

Their main goal is to keep themselves clean while disgusting others.

The cargo hold contains enough daily necessities for nine people for seven days.

Finally, there was the locked captain's cabin. He opened it with a knocking spell, and what he saw was a small resting room.

Just a bed, a table, and a chair.

A stack of books lay casually on the table. He flipped through them at random, and the contents were all over the place: magic, alchemy, forging, strange tales, history... all showing clear signs of having been read.

'Are magic users this eager to learn?' Anser felt a little ashamed; even as a mage, he didn't have this kind of enthusiasm for learning.

Pulling open the drawer, a thin blue spellbook came into view.

'journal?'

He didn't touch it; the dice spun slightly, revealing information from the spellbook.

This is actually a spellbook that records the initiation ceremony of a cursed sorcerer!

(End of this chapter)