Equipment Printing School Mage
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If only these five hundred dragons stayed behind to lure the enemy, then he could breathe a sigh of relief. However, it was difficult to say whether the outcome of this initial battle between the two sides was decided. It was hard to imagine that Shui Huangling would leave Tianhe, which she valued so much, because of such a setback.
Unfortunately, the garrison at Tianhe was not under Stannis's jurisdiction, so even this central commander had only a rough guess as to the number of defenders: close to two thousand.
And now, only a quarter of them are attacking them.
"Perhaps it's because the defenders here prioritize quality over quantity?" Halffont muttered. "From the current reports, the vast majority of the dragons stationed here are adults or older. These troops are already the elite of the Holy Church's elite."
"...Enemy intelligence is very important." Metatron frowned at this moment and looked at the deck unconsciously.
At this moment, the deck of the Platinum was actually quite crowded - because it was carrying the only Type 2 airship on board.
That one was much smaller and faster, more like a second-generation airplane than a spaceship.
However, the ship is too difficult to operate. Most people on board are unable to achieve its designed performance and are reluctant to operate it.
At this moment, Elaster suddenly said, "I want to drive a Type 2 ship."
This surprised the others greatly - Metatron originally wanted Mars to go.
Paladins struggled mightily on such a battlefield, especially against dragons who could only spray elementals and knew no magic. To put it bluntly, Mars's greatest role on the Platinum was perhaps boarding; in other areas, he was even less useful than Sig.
Moreover, Elaster's ability to operate the Type II ship is still much inferior to Mars'.
But Elastrid had made up her mind. This team wouldn't listen to any pranks or trickery at a crucial moment, so she said bluntly, "Mars can't go. Everyone saw Frustana's attack earlier. It was swift, accurate, and ruthless, even a Type II ship wouldn't be immune. And as a paladin, Mars wouldn't have any recourse if anything unexpected happened. I, on the other hand, can use the Word of Truth to urgently return to the Platinum. Besides, I'm not alone."
As she spoke, Miss Jian Yong's shadow slowly emerged beside her.
Piloting the Type II ship alongside Elastrid was a nine-ringed swordsinger.
If tolerance is also taken into consideration, Elastrid is indeed the best choice.
Emiya was silent for a moment, then nodded. "Don't fight too long. If everything goes well, you might have to take the blame for Furustana."
This typical way of speaking from Emilia made Elaster tilt her head, sigh, and then she gave Emilia a bright smile: "I'm used to this kind of awkward talk."
During the previous critical moment, Emiya had already seized the opportunity to attach a layer of water elemental scales to the Type 2 ship - now all she could do was hope that the scales would work.
Elastrid didn't hesitate for long and got into the Type 2 ship.
The dragon was approaching, the battle would soon break out, and they didn't have much time.
At the same time, the Type 2 ship has an even more critical advantage: it is light enough.
To the point that it doesn't even need to take off from the Platinum - it can be taken away directly by a top wizard using teleportation.
"Well, that's it," Metatron said. "After we reach the vicinity of Tianhe, we will maintain contact. At the same time, we will immediately split into two groups and move in opposite directions. Once the reconnaissance is successful, we will return immediately."
Emiya said, "We can even abandon the Type 2 ship and let it crash. We can just teleport back."
The craftsmanship of the Type II ship is simply not something that a group of rough guys like Abel Dragon can learn.
"Understood!" Alestria confirmed, flipping her hair in the boat. "Don't worry, I just like adventures. I haven't lived enough."
"Then, let's go now, Miss Elaster. Once you notice a change in scenery, activate the second ship immediately."
"Understood." At this point, Elastrid suddenly thought of something and spoke to Emiya alone in the telepathic connection, "If I successfully complete this dangerous mission, can I ask you for a reward?"
"I can promise you anything," Emiya replied. "I just hope you'll be careful and not take any unnecessary risks on this already dangerous battlefield."
But judging by the uncontrollable smile on Elastrid's face, it seemed as if she had only heard the first half of the sentence.
Without further ado, Metatron placed his hand on the Type 2 ship.
"Buzz--" In a flash, Metatron and the Type 2 ship disappeared from the spot.
Emiya took a deep breath, and after confirming that the Type 2 ship had arrived safely, she said, "Okay, we have to take action too!"
Elastrid was about to face unknown fears and possible ambushes, while the people on the front battlefield were about to slay the dragon!
"Mars, I'm going to have to rely on you for driving again."
"Heh." The paladin chuckled. "I just think five hundred dragons are a bit too few. Perhaps we carry too much ammunition."
"I hope so," Emiya said. "In the worst case scenario, we might even have to help the Fritia Alliance capture the Thunder Flower. I just heard that fighting has already started over there."
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As soon as Metatron and Elastri arrived at the edge of the Milky Way, they realized that they might have come to the right place.
Originally, the Tianhe River was an extremely wide river. But at this moment, the Tianhe River had surged so violently that it looked like a wall of water standing between heaven and earth. They could not see the end of the river at all.
Elastrid launched the airship, preparing it for maneuvering. She said, "...What happened? The size of the Celestial River has grown... Does this mean that Frustana has grown stronger or weaker?"
The two of them tensed up almost instantly, but Frustana didn't seem to notice them—even though the water droplets splashing from the sky river were a real downpour. The moment they arrived, they were soaked.
"Let's complete our original goal first." Metatron replied.
In Emiya's estimation, the banks of the Tianhe River should be teeming with enemy forces. All the dragons that hadn't escaped the storm were likely lying in ambush here. They might be surrounded the moment they arrived.
Therefore, both of them were surrounded by invisibility spells, and Haverfont cast simple shadow spells on them to buy a short reaction time.
However, to their surprise, this place was even quieter than the area around the elemental storm - looking around, they did not see any dragons.
This caught them off guard - could it be that there were really only 500 defenders here?
[Let's split up and circle the Tianhe River. If we still haven't found the enemy, try heading towards the storm.]
【clear. 】
The two parted ways.
There's only one reason Metatron doesn't use a Type II ship: a Seraphim's teleportation ability is much more energy-efficient than a mage's. No matter how fast an airship is, it can't outperform an Archangel who simply teleports.
Elastrid was a little depressed - she had cast a feat on herself before setting off, preparing to drive the airship through the sea of breath and elements, brushing past death.
As a result, his punch missed and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
Forget it... Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh.
Before she set out, she had asked the goddess how she should handle her divine arts... but the goddess told her not to worry.
Now, she had a suspicion—her divine arts might have come from the same source as the Church of Mystra in Halruaa.
The goddess of luck, Tymora, is descended from the former goddess of fate, Tyche, who was one of the most important allies of the first goddess of magic.
Metatron might be able to help with some of the magic, but luck and magic are different things after all.
Just as the speed of the Type II airship was rapidly increasing in the water droplets, the early warning spell that Miss Jian Yong cast on Elastri suddenly sounded a shrill alarm: Descend immediately!
Without hesitation, Elaster increased the airboard's descent rate to the maximum. The airship immediately lost its buoyancy and plummeted towards the earth.
The next second, a shriveled but still huge body surged out from the Milky Way, spinning in the sky and sweeping towards the Type 2 ship.
It was obviously much smaller than when it was alive, but it was still a hundred meters long.
An ancient dragon had died silently here, tumbling amidst the waves, while the merciless river slowly shredded any evidence of its existence. However, its claws remained sharp, so much so that when it brushed past the airship, the slightest friction left a clear white mark on the fiberglass hull.
"What?!" Elastri, who had survived the disaster, couldn't help but scream when she looked into the eyes of the shriveled corpse.
Mummy?
This can't be the work of the Toril people. The Toril people nowadays would like to bring back even a piece of dragon scale!
So, was it an internal conflict?
Just as Alestre was thinking and trying her best to control the airship to escape from this area, the airship suddenly trembled slightly, as if something tiny had brushed against the airship.
Then, a dull voice echoed from the airship: "Ah, so it is. The gods and their servants, like the current Freetia Alliance, always avoid direct combat, but favor various cunning tricks, and act recklessly in my territory."
Suddenly, their expressions changed drastically: Frustana was right here. They had stumbled into the enemy's lair.
[…Ms. Xingyong, what if I want to stay here and fight with Fulustana for a while?]
According to the original plan, she should have been able to leave directly. She had already completed her mission -
But the adventurous blood of the Xingyong family was burning at this time.
Her greatest confidence comes from the current lack of biological attack methods of Abel.
In short, they are almost all warriors, and their only means is to attack, attack and attack.
They still have a certain amount of space to move around.
If Miss Jian Yong were an ordinary ancestor, she would probably strongly refute her recklessness and accuse her of not cherishing her responsibilities as the last descendant of the Xingyong family...
Unfortunately, her last name was Xingyong. Ten thousand years had imbued the Jianyong ancestor with a caution that only condensed into one sentence: "One minute at most."
That means I agree!
Elastri's face was filled with joy, and she stopped chanting the mantra of return.
She must find out what Frustana's current strength is here!
In an emergency, she shuddered.
She saw it.
The visibility from the airship wasn't that good right now, but she foresaw that the dragon scales on both sides of the airship were being peeled off by the heavy blows—more accurately, the dragon scale armor was being cut off by the invisible attack.
Water line.
In this split second, she felt that all the wisdom of her first half of life surged up at this moment, and she controlled the airship to turn suddenly sideways.
The next second, the linear water blade barely scraped past the side of the rotating airship, only peeling off a few dragon scales.
This sure-fire attack was inexplicably dodged!
This scene made Frustana stunned for a moment. She thought it was a coincidence and pulled out a few more water lines from the Milky Way.
Then, she clearly saw that the ship had once again adopted several awkward postures, adjusting its altitude in mid-air without any reason, and luring the attacks of the water blades with terrifying speed and agility. After successfully dodging several water blades, the originally airtight blockade also had loopholes due to the pursuit and interception.
Finally, the Type 2 airship gracefully slipped into the gap in the water net created by her.
This time, Frustana's attack couldn't even peel off the scales.
"What?!" This scene made Furustana completely angry and embarrassed. "This is outrageous! Descendants of Corellon, you will never leave here alive today!"
When she was weak, she was helpless against these Toril people. Now she has killed hundreds of her most proud people, but she is still helpless - didn't those hundreds of people die in vain!
"boom!"
The entire Sky River seemed to be enraged. Elastrid finally saw countless dragon carcasses surging within it, and the very nature of the river seemed to have changed slightly.
The Milky Way seems to have become sticky.
"Hiss-"
Amidst the terrifying roars, a large number of bubbles emerged from the shriveled corpses, and the corpses became charred one by one. In an instant, they were completely transformed from dragon corpses into pieces of charcoal.
The Tianhe River silently turned into a river of strong acid.
In an instant, the dragon scale armor splashed on the airship began to hiss and slowly broke off from the hull.
Countdown to the Fifty-Nine Winds Stopping the River (VI)
Team Emiya once discussed the possible abilities of the Wild Spirit.
They are undoubtedly powerful elemental creatures, and their attack power may even be higher than that of the avatar - this is self-evident.
The key question is how they behave when faced with magic.
This is the most ancient knowledge, even Metatron was born long after that era.
"—Don't hope that divine magic will work directly on them. They've faced the magic of true gods before and have tried their best to break it... They may not have been able to achieve this goal until the end, but no matter what, don't try to test them with mortal magic."
The gap between pastors and the true God is one of the most unbridgeable gaps in the world.
Yin's voice seemed to be right next to my ear.
If divine magic is ineffective and Alestria doesn't have psionics, what should she do?
crunch.
After a dazzling dodge, Frustana had completely blocked all the airship's escape routes.
To be more precise, she summoned a huge wave hundreds of meters high from the Milky Way, which swallowed the entire airship in one gulp.
Skills are no match for strength, that's probably it.
[Alestria? You haven't come back yet?] Emilia's shocked and anxious voice came from the telepathic connection. [Is the teleportation spell restricted?!]
No one could hide Flustana's frenzy. Metatron also realized that Flustana's chosen target was Elastrid.
Of course, everyone now knows that Elaster is already caught in a fierce battle.
Elastrid was silent for a moment, then immediately spoke to Yin Danlan: "Ancestor Xingyong and I want to see if arcane magic can resist the attacks of the Wild Spirits."
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