Equipment Printing School Mage
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Back at Baldur's Gate, Imoen has always been short of manpower.
Shapeshifters are also a pretty good backbone force.
However, Lorian hadn't finished her words yet: "Also, some of our tribesmen said that they saw people from the Umberley Church passing by on their way back."
“…Which church in which region?”
"The Church of Baldur's Gate," Lorian said, "They went to Waterdeep, probably to meet the All-Knowing One."
"How many people went?"
"Perhaps the church's upper echelons have almost all turned out."
Imoen narrowed her eyes dangerously. "So that's how it is."
But now, she could only respond to their moves—the sharpest team in their faction had gone to another planet on their own, and the Gond Church had been shut up again since returning to Candlekeep, leaving no trace except for the rumbling explosions and strange odors.
"Go and arrange for your people to stay first. This matter is very important, go ahead."
"Yes."
Imoen no longer had any cards in his hand.
She could only lie on the chair, looking at the sky and sighing.
At this moment, a voice that should never have appeared in this situation suddenly came from outside the window.
Emilia's voice, lacking emotion, suddenly said, "Grand Duke Violet, you look distressed."
ha? !
Imoen was so frightened that he almost jumped out of his seat - after all, there was no way Emilia would show up at this time and place!
There was no magical reaction, this wasn't some shapeshifter's joke.
Then, she took a moment to react, just breathed a sigh of relief, and then almost jumped up again.
She had actually seen similar situations several times, and each time the instigator was the same person...
In other words, the same dragon.
The only problem is, that dragon isn't supposed to be here either!
A streamlined, slender dragon climbed up the window without hesitation. Then, in front of Imoen, it transformed into a beautiful girl in a white robe and sat down on her desk. It said in Emilia's voice, "Surprise? Grand Duke Violet?"
"Shig! Why are you here?!"
Sig wiggled his fingers and regained his voice. "That's what choice means, not effort. Enough of the small talk. Emya sent me a message: For the next two months, tell all your friends and family to stay away from Lantan, the old site of Halruaa, and all areas north of Halruaa. Unforeseen events could happen there at any time. Also, please send a message to Candlekeep and the people of Elturgard, telling them not to travel east for the next two months. Could you please help me think of a specific reason?"
Imoen's frown finally relaxed. After making sure she hadn't missed anything, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and almost trembled.
"Your presence here means...?"
Faced with this question, Sig just chuckled and said, "Emiya said that if I don't return to the designated location by the designated time, I probably won't be able to return. I really don't have time to chat with you. We will see each other in two months at the latest!"
Afterwards, the poet lady used teleportation to disappear again, and Imoen felt relieved.
The storm has come, but at the end of the storm is the dawn that has risen above the sea level.
Fifty-one Storms (Part 2)
Yes, now, Miss Silver has opened a gap between Abel and Toril - now, Silver can transfer a small number of people and objects between the two worlds.
Two identical planets share the same sky and constellations, so people at Abell have long been able to match the positions of the two planets one to one.
In the end, the teleportation point chosen by their team was Lantan.
Such a transfer must necessarily consider the safety of both ends. If Sig had departed directly from Halruaa, he would have been surrounded the moment he arrived in Toril: a Cyran fortress had been erected on the site of Halruaa. Even though the poet had mastered teleportation, entering and exiting such a place would have been extremely dangerous.
So, transfer directly to Baldur's Gate? In that case, Sig would have to start from the heart of the Freetia Alliance.
Therefore, Lan Tan is the only choice.
Sig's eyes opened and closed, the magic net brushed across his body, and the world changed.
The dislocation caused by this transfer was several times stronger than the dizziness caused by teleportation. Even though she was a singing dragon, she felt a little nauseous when she was suddenly transferred from a vast ocean to a bustling town.
Before she could even confirm her position, Yin had already embraced her and, after a while of fondling her, he let her go. "Very good, it's intact, nothing is missing, and not much either. It seems to be stable indeed."
"Such creepy words, Miss Silver."
Only someone could casually say such a chilling sentence.
However, Sig has always had great confidence in Yin's spellcasting ability.
After spending a few months together, she had come to understand: Yin's problem was that he often didn't consider the consequences when casting spells, and the probability of an accident occurring during the spellcasting itself was almost negative.
In other words, she might accidentally blow up your gear while healing you with a new spell, but you will definitely be healed to your new self.
"Don't worry."
Now, the two girls were almost the same height. Yin used to be able to touch her head, but now he could only pat Sig's shoulder and say, "If I make a mistake and kill you, I will definitely resurrect you."
"Don't talk like Emiya!" Sig pretended to scream while observing his surroundings.
Then, her screams became somewhat more real: "Miss Yin?! What is that big... ball of flesh... body part... behind you?!"
Yin turned his head and replied, "They are the research materials that Ash Frame sent to Lan Tan."
"The problem isn't the material! I can tell it's a dragon corpse!" Sig screamed, "But... you took those shrunken pieces..."
The poet, who was always eloquent, was at a loss for words when faced with the horrific mountain of corpses.
Even though Larloch's undead horde stretched across the mountains and plains, seemingly endless, their terror still required the brain to comprehend. And the mountain of flesh before her, the mere sight of it, sent her pupils shuddering.
"...rolled into a meat ball?"
Sig was a little incoherent, but she didn't think it was her fault.
Countless dragon carcasses had been torn apart by some unknown means, their strength drained away, and then forcibly squeezed into a ball. Yet, even now, Sig could barely discern the remaining texture of the flesh.
What a terrifying way of attacking.
"Why would I do such a thing?" Yin raised his eyebrows, his eyes sparkling with excitement. Before Sig could react, Yin grabbed him and dragged him towards the spherical meat.
Sig sadly discovered that when Silver was serious, he was probably the second strongest person in the team, second only to the humanoid elephant Mars.
Even if she grew a whole age, she would still be that little chick in front of Yin - and it would still be at least a few decades before she would grow up again.
"Wait... I don't think Abel is a dragon, but this pile of corpses certainly is..."
When Silver was in his element, he didn't listen at all. He dragged Sig directly to the sphere and began to talk nonstop, "This sphere was created by the breath of Dragon King Kornei, the most prestigious of the Fritia Alliance and the de facto leader of the entire alliance. Halruaa believes this is also a demonstration: although he's in a precarious situation, he hasn't lost support."
You Lantan people, it’s best not to have any other thoughts.
Ashe Frame has never completely let down his guard against Lan Tan, and he would come to threaten him from time to time. Sig has long been accustomed to this. On weekdays, Lan Tan also informed Halua of the specific details of his communication with Frame. On weekdays, Sig, Havelfont and many illusionists and enchanters all put their minds to it, relying on the details of the communication to guess the color of Ashe Frame's underwear today.
From what we can see so far, there shouldn't be any new developments. What's worth noting is the breath itself.
Sig took a few steps back without making a sound. "What kind of dragon's breath is like this?"
The most terrifying thing is the scale.
The radius of this sphere is tens of meters... If Sig had not been in the sunny side, the shadow cast by this pile of debris would have swallowed Sig in one gulp.
The traces left behind are of such astonishing scale. So what would the breath look like?
"Amethyst dragon." Yin didn't even hesitate. "The breath of this jewel dragon creates a powerful gravitational field. However, most amethyst dragons' breath can only restrict movement, at most causing the target to stagger. The real lethality comes from the force field impact."
She turned around and looked at the dozens of meters tall mountain of flesh. "Even if Dragon King Kearney is an ancient dragon, his breath shouldn't be so strong that it can destroy more than a dozen dragons with its gravity alone."
Sig asked cautiously, "If he didn't have this strength, he probably wouldn't have been able to separate from the Holy Elemental Church and be the first to raise the banner of rebellion, right?"
"The problem is, I asked Greenwalt, and he said with certainty that there has never been a dragon species similar to the Amethyst Dragon on Abel." Yin narrowed his eyes slightly. "An Amethyst Dragon suddenly appeared, powerful enough to surpass the upper limit of ordinary dragons, and able to achieve independence when the Elemental Holy Church and numerous wild spirits existed..."
"I suspect Kearney's true age may be far more than a few thousand or tens of thousands of years."
"He might really be a desolate spirit...even."
"He's a dragon god who's hiding his identity."
Yin's voice was light and cheerful. She lifted the hem of her skirt and spun around briskly. "...I guess we don't need to worry about Thunder Flower anymore."
She whispered, "The dragon's elements, or the storm whipped up by the magic web? Which one will prevail? Let us test it out."
Fifty-two Storms (Part 3)
Halua has now reached the final stage of preparation for war.
After the turmoil caused by the large-scale population migration was slightly alleviated, a large number of elders were brought to the airport by Emiya. According to the existing plan, they did not need to let these Halua people from all over the world settle down and live happily, as long as they could accept a decline in living quality for one to two months.
After that, the Halruaan people can return to their true homeland...
If all goes according to plan, the Red Mages of Cyre will likely experience the terrifying power of the elemental storm before the Halruaan people.
Solving both internal and external troubles at the same time is highly efficient.
The airports around the two cities began to become more and more crowded day by day - more and more ships were completed.
More than one hundred high-level mages put down their work and joined in the manufacturing.
At the same time, Halua also fully realized why the Lantan people were so obedient to Emiya.
The reason Emilia became the Grand Master of Gond wasn't simply because of his material contributions to the Gond Church or because the church owed him a huge favor. Instead, it was due to a very ordinary yet also very unbelievable reason.
He met the most important prerequisite for becoming a Gond Master Craftsman: he had significantly improved or even created a certain craft, and had shown others the way forward on the technical path.
He introduced the arcane into craftsmanship on a large scale, and from then on, mages were no longer solely responsible for enchanting items. And Halruaa, the realm of mages, would be the first to reap the benefits of this new era.
The construction of the airship no longer depends on Emiya herself.
"The stabilization field has been released." A Halruaan wizard spread an invisible and tangible force field on a pile of steel ingots, then raised his hand to indicate that his process was complete.
This series of spells based on a stable field is the latest spell invented by Team Emia, or more precisely, Miss Silver, in Candlekeep.
The reason for its creation was that she could not tolerate wild magic, and at the same time she could not accept that she could not perfectly imitate Emilia's magical skills. In the end, she overtook Emilia and solved these two problems at once.
Simply put, the seventh-level spell, Stabilizing Field, is the counter-spell to Wild Magic Field—within this field, the mage can perfectly reproduce a spell cast within the area. If the caster so desires, they can even restrict the casting of a spell to a single one within a specific area. After the first casting, all attempts to cast a spell within the Stabilizing Field will be repeated.
In other words, as long as Emilia casts the magic once in a stable magic field, other wizards can accurately reproduce it.
After a few iterations, it's now even possible to use a spell scroll as the first cast.
Therefore, as long as Emiya helped complete the first construction, the subsequent creation speed would be as fast as if there were dozens of Emiyas present at the same time.
The stabilization field was complete, and then, under the incredible power of the craft, the steel ingots poured like flowing water into the hull, enveloping the already prepared airframe. Within minutes, the gleaming silver hull of a Type 1 airship took shape. Finally, the great wizards began to cast a spell on the steel, slowly transforming it into glass-like, yet still resilient, fiberglass.
——Now, Emilia no longer needs to spend time on the construction of an airship.
The same goes for the artillery and shells on the airships—some Halruaan mages have even begun to think that ordinary armor-piercing shells are not powerful enough and are trying to add some "stuff" to them.
Enchanting is the core business of Halruaan mages. However, these enchantments on projectiles are one-time use, and traditional warriors do not hold a high enough status in Halruaan to be willing to expend too much energy on cheap arrows.
However, the power of the cannonball is well known - and it is worth the mages' effort.
Therefore, Emiya had already devoted himself completely to the part that only he could do efficiently: quickly processing various dragon materials, trial-making them into airships, testing their performance - and ensuring that the pilots would not be seriously injured due to some bad combinations.
This wonderful mission aroused great interest in Elaster. These days, she and Emilia were inseparable and worked tirelessly together. Finally, they worked hard to figure out the performance parameters of these three types of airships.
It also allowed them to discover the deepest secrets hidden in elemental amber in time.
Emiya carefully connected the test results into a zigzag line on the paper and muttered, "Incredible."
Elastrid agreed, saying, "Now, I believe that the elemental amber once caused a devastating war in this world."
In order to find the most suitable hull, they naturally needed to test the effects of various elemental torrents on dragon skin and dragon scales. During one test, Alestria accidentally decided to bombard the dragon skin with an extremely strong elemental amber storm.
Before this, they had already come to a general conclusion: the combination of elemental dragon scales and dragon hide had extremely strong resistance to the same element. For example, using flames to burn the scales of a fire dragon was doomed to failure. Therefore, if a direct attack with elemental amber was absolutely necessary, the other three elements should be used.
However, in that test, the air elemental scales that were originally almost indestructible showed an amazing phenomenon when facing an elemental storm that could destroy a city.
It's missing.
In her shock, Emilia thought they had failed to secure it and it had been blown away by the thunder and strong wind - but after a busy meal, they had to correct their statement.
It melted.
It's bizarre. In previous experiments, the scales had always remained motionless!
"...I remembered something." Alestria was sitting next to Emilia at this moment, and they could hear each other's breath.
She stared at Emiya's face and said seriously, "The Lantan people mentioned before: when the dragons work together to stir up elemental storms, their formation is to avoid the storm itself as much as possible - even if these storms are created by their own hands. In theory, they should use the storms they stir up as cover for the march, and only retain some as scouts. This is the most reasonable marching formation."
They hadn't thought much about it before...now it seems that this was a huge mistake.
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