Equipment Printing School Mage
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The Valakan family's accumulation of military power did not begin with the Red Moon Group. The Red Moon Group was only one of their overt forces.
Not to mention, they already had external assistance.
The Valakan family's attempt to destroy the city wall was thwarted, effectively preventing a significant number of casualties. If the goal was simply to halt the Valakan family's advance, the city wall would have been more than sufficient.
But the goal now is to wipe out the Valakan family, so the Flame Fist has to start from the city gate and advance forward.
——And this is much more difficult than they imagined.
Defeating a group of enemies is not a problem. But the problem is that you don't know how many enemies there are, and sometimes you don't even know where they are.
Small Calinshan in Valakan lay in the heart of the Outer City. To reach it, whether the Flame Fist set out from either the Ocean Tower or the Dragon Rock, they had to cross an area, or even several, of the city. Navigating such a slum-like environment meant ambushes were inevitable.
Soldiers and mercenaries bearing the Valakan insignia were the Flaming Fist's primary resistance. Relying on expensive new equipment, sophisticated training, and the care of priests, the Flaming Fist's main force had successfully reached the outskirts of Little Calimshan, without even a single casualty.
However, this process took much longer than expected.
They were forced to destroy almost every enemy group three times—the red-robed mages were clearly hiding in every corner of the outer city. Whenever a Valakan soldier fell, they would almost immediately turn into skeletons or zombies, rising again in damaged armor. And this time, the damage to their armor was no longer a disadvantage.
Of course, priests could dispel or even destroy these low-level undead creatures. However, after a few encounters, they realized the problem: they only had a limited number of dispels per day. If they used up all their dispels to quickly end a fight, what would they do if they encountered stronger undead creatures later?
After destroying these undead creatures, they couldn't just leave the red-robed wizards aside and be forced to continue playing hide-and-seek with a few wizards - if the magic power of these red-robed wizards was not surprisingly insufficient, and a large amount of it was consumed in creating undead, this process would inevitably result in heavy casualties.
The Flaming Fist encountered the Necromancer's most common tactic - using countless weak, but unignorable undead creatures to repeatedly wear down the attacker's energy.
It is especially effective when the attacking side is in urgent need of time.
The attackers can choose to rush to the battlefield at a high speed while using their existing resources and physical strength, but in this case, they may not be able to play much of a role in the final decisive battle.
Or, choose to proceed slowly and steadily, but time will pass by quietly.
You can choose to weigh the pros and cons, but the initiative is not on your side after all.
After much hesitation, the Flame Fist soldiers finally chose a compromise - using sophisticated armor to withstand the attacks of low-level undead creatures, using dispel to quickly eliminate them, but retaining the massive amount of holy water they had previously equipped.
In this way, they finally arrived in front of Little Calinshan, which had turned into a sea of fire.
What greeted them was a flaming giant that was ten meters tall.
As soon as the Flame Fist's troops entered the range of Little Kalinshan, it crawled out from the rubble and blocked the Flame Fist.
Its entire body was surrounded by raging flames, which were clearly burning everything around it indiscriminately. It even seemed as if the flames were burning itself - its face was reduced to a vague outline in the flames.
Flaming Fist is just the mercenary's name, but there are indeed flames burning on the giant's fists.
Even more terrifying was the fact that the giant was fully armed, covered in fine steel armor. In the intense flames, the armor had already been slightly deformed by the high temperature, but the flames were not hot enough to melt the equipment.
——And the result is that when fighting with this giant, one must not only endure the burning flames on his body, but also be careful of his weapons that have been burned to a red-hot state.
Maybe it's an undead creature... But it's obvious that for the holy water to be effective, it has to splash on him.
But in front of this level of flame, not to mention water, even sand will be burned immediately!
Enemies of this level naturally don't come out to intimidate them.
The fire giant is not a living creature no matter how you look at it, but its body is unexpectedly agile.
The moment he noticed the Flame Fist Army, he pulled out an eight-meter-long giant sword from behind him.
For humans, it is more like a mountain than a sword.
Perhaps for a giant, a weapon of this size would be quite handy, like a two-handed giant sword, but for a human, its sheer weight alone could bring destruction.
Dispel Undead could be cast from twenty meters away. This distance was more than enough for regular combat. But against an enemy of this size, he only needed a few quick steps to bring the greatsword down on the heads of the priests!
Even though the Flame Fist soldiers were not afraid of death, they were unwilling to die on a battlefield that was doomed to be fruitless.
The priests could only immediately run back with the Flaming Fist soldiers, calling out to their strongest fighters: [Marshal! Do you see that flaming giant?! Is that a necromancer? Can we dispel it?]
[I don't know. I haven't seen this thing either. I think it's used to force me to show myself... Wait, reinforcements are arriving. You guys lure that fire giant south!]
They have reinforcements? And to the south? Isn't Feilong Rock to the south? What kind of reinforcements could be coming from there?
But someone had given them instructions, and naturally they were pardoned. These teams heading to Little Calimshan were all elite, and the priests immediately began to cast a spell, transforming his team into a wisp of cloud. Driven by a strong wind, they rose into the sky and flew south at lightning speed.
Riding the wind is a good choice when speed is the only thing you need.
Although the giant's movement speed was not slow, it was impossible for him to catch up with Yufeng Erxing, whose speed was ten times faster than his.
However, to the great shock of the Flame Fist soldiers present, the giant stopped, freed his right hand, and clenched it slightly.
Then, a laugh came out of the giant's mouth, and lightning flashed in the palm of his right hand.
This scene completely freaked out the Flaming Fist soldiers who had just ascended to heaven. Necromancers excelled at manipulating the bodies and even the souls of the dead. But in reality, most undead creatures resurrected after being desecrated lose their former abilities, or at least become significantly weaker than they were in life. Even if they were renowned as powerful beings in life, it would be difficult for them to retain their full strength.
But this fire giant, surrounded by flames, actually released lightning?! He was a storm giant?
Even a storm giant, after becoming an undead creature, should only have the remaining strength to wield weapons!
A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, instantly reducing the distance between the giant and the clouds to zero, causing the Flame Fist soldiers to wail in pain in the form of clouds.
However, at this point, the only way to save your life is to continue running away.
Summoning lightning didn't seem to be a problem for the Storm Giant at all. As soon as the previous bolt of lightning left his hand, a second bolt appeared.
At this moment, a dark shadow, moving in the opposite direction of the giant's thunder, tore through the sky.
It went straight towards the giant's head, and its speed in the air was even faster than thunder.
The giant seemed a little slow to react, not being able to immediately spot the attacking object in the air. By the time it realized it was under attack, it was too late to dodge, and it could only hastily raise its sword to try to deflect the flying object.
Then, the flying object arrived - it was a giant hammer as tall as a person.
The power contained in it is so great that even the Storm Giant cannot match it.
The giant sword creaked and bent under the influence of the giant hammer, and was squeezed by the thunder hammer and bent towards its owner. The thunder hammer's momentum tore through the raging flames with almost no hindrance and hit the storm giant.
"boom!!!!!!!!!"
The deafening sound of thunder and the screams from the throat of the storm giant instantly resounded throughout Little Calinshan.
What shocked the Flame Fist soldiers even more was that the Storm Giant, who had looked invincible just a moment ago, fell backwards without a struggle after just one blow, raising flames and rubble that covered the sky, and showed no signs of getting up again.
It's dead.
Died from just one blow.
"Are you kidding me?! Even if that hammer was so powerful, you wouldn't have used just one!"
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"...Ugh." Lunia's Emiya, who had launched the attack, was also extremely shocked. "Even after becoming like that, it's still considered a Storm Giant?"
He had long known that the Thunder Hammer had the power to kill a giant with a single blow. However, the strange posture of the Storm Giant made it doubtful whether it could still be considered a giant. God knew how much its creator had modified it.
But no matter what, judging from the results, it is obvious that the storm giant who had died long ago is still within the range of being killed by a single blow of the Thunder Hammer.
Regardless, the Flame Fist soldiers' crisis was resolved. Emya, now wings, had sprouted from his back. He extended his right hand, reclaimed the Thunder Hammer, and addressed the commander-in-chief: "Lord Karkoros, we've arrived! Where are you?"
[In the ruins of Little Calimshan. I'm still invisible... Be careful, there are tunnels underneath Little Calimshan. Also, the Archdruid of the Sharptooth Forest is here too. Your connections are much wider than I thought, aren't they?]
Author's Note: I'll just give a brief description of the next chapter and then it'll end. After beating up the Church's Bishop and the Pit Fiend, I don't want to write about a fight between noobs, but rather a post-battle conclusion and MVP awards. If you'd like to see a fight between noobs, feel free to leave a comment here.
One Hundred and Six The Dust Settles
Reunion is a wonderful thing. People are always keenly aware of the unusual changes that have taken place in people they know well, and experience the ruthlessness of time.
This is especially true for Karkoros.
He looked at Apodel Adrian in astonishment, whom he had just seen for less than a day. "What's wrong with you? What happened?"
The Flaming Fist's protection master scrutinized him, unable to believe his own eyes, but ultimately could come up with no conceivable explanation. "Why has the aura of your magical items completely vanished? Now that we're in close combat, there's no need to hide the aura of your magical items, right?"
"Ha!" Now Apodel has recovered a lot of his mobility, but he is still some distance away from his peak.
Even though Apodale had been through countless battles, he couldn't claim to be free of psychological trauma. He said grumpily, "They certainly don't have any magical aura. But the method used to achieve it is rather... cruel. In short, I was ambushed."
At this point, Apodale paused and said, "The red-robed wizard who ambushed me used Mordenkainen's Sundering on me with ease."
"Hiss——" When the name of the spell left Apodel's lips, Karkoros couldn't help but take a breath, subconsciously trying to confirm that the magic items on him were still effective.
As the most powerful magic-breaking spell, Mordenkainen's Disintegration is actually used more often in boasting after drinking, and is rarely used by wizards in actual combat.
This was a powerful ninth-level spell. Enemies requiring Disintegration, and mages capable of disintegration, were no pushovers. They were often great figures whose mere name could send shockwaves through Faerûn. Each possessed a wealth accumulated over decades.
And lysis can ensure two things.
First, you are almost certain to win this battle.
Second, you risked death in vain in this battle and gained nothing.
In some exaggerated stories, the fission technique is said to make both enemies and friends cry, which can be said to be groundless.
They were now in a wondrous and magnificent mansion. However, this mansion was located in an alternate dimension, a creation of Mordenkainen's mansion magic—and the reason was simple. Karkoros clearly didn't want to stand alone in enemy territory when things weren't going well.
At this moment, the demon's influence had finally reached a critical point. The three sons of Bhaal simultaneously regained their mobility—though not yet fully. Mages like Imoen, as long as they could cast spells normally, could be considered to have recovered 90% of their strength.
And Emilia was deeply troubled by another problem at this moment.
Fenwe had come, but she was currently scouting the terrain in the tunnels, and the only thing left in the mansion was a raven she had brought with her.
The raven was showing a surprisingly strong interest in Amya at this moment - Amya just fed it some snacks from Imoen's house, and it immediately stood on Amya's shoulder without any fear, and was rubbing its head against Amya's face.
"Stop, stop, stop rubbing... Hey!"
Although the battle at Baldur's Gate hadn't concluded yet, Sig had already entered a state of champagne. Even if there were any further activities, it had nothing to do with her. There was really no need to persuade those diehards who refused to surrender at this stage. She watched the raven and Emiya being intimate, tossing nuts into her mouth and commenting, "Is this raven particularly affectionate, or do you have a special charm for animals? I want to be rubbed too!"
"Ridiculous! I have no connection with wild animals!" Emiya replied, stretching out her finger to try to suppress the raven. "I tried to find a familiar when I was a student. I burned a whole jar of my teacher's incense and still couldn't find one! There's no shortage of animals outside the Mage Tower, but I just can't find any! What's my connection with animals?"
"Is there such a thing?!" Yin perked up at the mention of this topic. "That's quite unusual. Even if you cast a basic spell like Find Magical Pet in the desert, you can still contract a desert lizard. In an environment with plenty of animals, it's practically impossible to fail, and failing for a month straight is even more impossible."
"I don't know why, but that's the result. If you don't believe me, I'll demonstrate it to you later," Emiya replied casually. Not having a familiar wasn't something he found particularly unacceptable. He felt more guilty about wasting so many of his teacher's spell materials for nothing.
"——But no matter what, this raven is too enthusiastic!" Emilia's face was a little deformed by the raven's rubbing.
Suddenly, he had some not-so-good associations.
Animals, Druids, Fenwë, Passion.
No, no, no, that shouldn't be possible. After all, she's an Archdruid of the Sharptooth Forest...
Thinking of this, Emilia couldn't help but increase her strength and forcibly lifted the raven up, looking it up and down, trying to find any clues on it.
Unfortunately, Mr. Emia's zoology can only be described as tragic: if you don't know what a real raven looks like, how can you tell whether it is a real raven or a druid in disguise?
Just at this moment, Archdruid Fenwe walked into the room where their team was. As soon as he came in, he saw Emya looking at the raven in her hand with a serious look on her face.
"Oh? You actually care about it? I thought you were not interested in small animals." Fenwei said, but a mischievous smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Eh... Eh...? Mr. Emia from Lunia? You don't think that I would turn into a raven and take the opportunity to get close to you, do you?" Fenwei tapped his lips, bent down slightly, and moved closer to Emia.
Finally, she reached out and rubbed Emilia's face with a smile: "--Sir, you are a bit narcissistic."
"Cough cough cough cough...!" Emilia's face flushed red as her secrets were exposed. She started coughing repeatedly and immediately tried to change the subject, "Are you done with your investigation?"
Speaking of business, Fenwe's expression suddenly became serious. "Yes, it's over. Also, the Great Craftsman Gutenberg of Gund has arrived."
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Thus, the final operational meeting began.
In terms of combat power alone, Emiya's side had an absolute advantage, but the last few kilometers of the battle line were always the most difficult to advance.
Launching an attack in a narrow space between terrain and enemy territory is more like mincing than fighting. Even the strongest attackers are almost certain to suffer unavoidable casualties—no one wants to fall before dawn.
What's worse is that Valakan Valakan brought all the non-combat personnel into the underground space... If it weren't for this, they could have just tried to blow up the underground space and bury all the enemies inside alive.
"The security inside is extremely tight," said Fenwei, who had gone in to conduct preliminary reconnaissance. "The terrain is complex, and all the guards are on high alert. I was nearly shot to death even after transforming into an animal. Furthermore, the people inside are carrying muskets. These weapons are far more lethal than bows and crossbows, and casualties are likely to be unavoidable. I don't recommend a frontal attack."
"Well, I bring good news: the underground space of the Valaken family was built by the Gund Church. It is said that the original purpose was to expand the underground space. If the Valakens want to enjoy a luxurious life, then Little Kalinshan is more or less a place where people come and go, so there is no condition to make it too conspicuous." Master Craftsman Gutenberg left the upper city and came here naturally not for the purpose of being polite, so he got straight to the point.
"But the person in charge is the priest of the Silver Shield family. He gave the design drawings to Thorlin, and I don't have them."
Upon hearing this, Emilia immediately raised the silk threads around her waist.
Before leaving the Silver Shield Mansion, he naturally took away all the space magic items from the Grand Duke of Silver Shield.
"Smart and capable!" Gutenberg's eyes lit up, and he immediately opened the dimensional holes. Thorin Silvershield's dimensional holes were neatly arranged, so that the combined dimensional holes were as large as a warehouse. Gutenberg, also a member of the Gund Church, quickly found his target.
"Ah, very good. It was built almost entirely according to the regulations of the Gond Church. The main residence of Valaken is here... The purpose of this large space is unclear, but the specifications are very high. At present, it seems that it is used by demons. The elderly and the weak are here..." Gutenberg kept flipping through the thick drawings and quickly found the most critical ones for the overall structure. But the more he looked, the darker it became. "It's very difficult. The specifications are very high. If we use weather manipulation to flood the underground space, I'm afraid the outer city will become a swamp before this underground space is flooded. At the same time, the load-bearing design is perfect. Even using earthquake magic, it would be difficult to achieve a large-scale chain collapse. Ventilation is also impossible because the space is too large."
Seeing that all his options were about to be blocked, the wrinkles on Gutenberg's face grew deeper and deeper. "If nothing works, maybe we should consider a long-term siege..."
Then, Gutenberg picked up another drawing, which made him frown: "What's going on?"
This drawing is quite curious—for a cross-section, its structure is incredibly bizarre.
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