Equipment Printing School Mage
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In the next few minutes, an elusive fate will become a victorious future.
In the first round of the spell, it even grants her that all her attacks are guaranteed to hit, dealing maximum damage and hitting the enemy's most vulnerable parts. All her checks are guaranteed to succeed, and she is guaranteed to resist all harm.
Even though its effectiveness rapidly fades over time, the priests of Tymora can proudly say that at the moment the spell takes effect, even the effect of the Wish spell has to be as good as that of the Arrow of Luck.
[Now!] The charge within the squad sounded.
Her hands, made of shadows of the Swordsong Ancestors, rested on both Fenwë and Alastrid at the same time. Then, in the radiance of the Anywhere Door, Alastrid and Fenwë instantly crossed the long distance between them and Igilok.
The wriggling and coiled brain was only within their reach.
——To be more precise, they were transported to the lower part of the brain, where the so-called brain stem is located.
At this moment, the number of divine arts on Elastri's body was enough for Sig to recite them all at the fastest speed for a whole minute.
And all the power of divine arts is now concentrated in Elastri's simple "Monkey's Paw" hammer.
However, this plain and simple scene almost made Ijirock's blood flow backwards.
A terrifying frost storm suddenly exploded from its body and blew forcefully onto Elastrid's body.
At this moment, Fenwë had transformed into a gigantic ancient red dragon. Its fiery dragon breath brushed past Alestria, melting all the frost on Igilok. But just before Igilok was about to complete the teleportation, the hammer that had shattered its heart and soul finally hit its body.
The fragile body of the main brain was completely defenseless against such an attack.
This fatal blow almost instantly turned the main brain's body into a pulp, leaving its life almost like a candle in the wind.
——At the same time, when the lucky light from Elastrid flowed through the strange "Monkey's Paw" counterweight, it turned into a dark darkness and poured into Igilok's body.
The next second, Igilok's huge body disappeared, and the bodies of Elastrid and Fenwe were completely swallowed up by the blizzard that covered the sky.
When Igilock appeared again, he was already floating in a corner on the edge of the battlefield in the sky.
Because the situation was too urgent, he didn't have time to find a suitable teleportation location, so he just looked for an open space in the sky.
He only needs a few seconds to catch his breath before he abandons this body and looks for his next target to parasitize.
At this moment, the spiritual power of this body helped him discover that in the seemingly empty sky, a few meters in front of him, an invisible young dragon was looking around.
And Ijilock happened to appear right in front of her.
Igilock's appearance obviously scared her. She was almost frightened and sprayed the spell stored in her throat onto Igilock.
Law and Order: Petrification.
It was a simple yet incredibly powerful word, like the mountains, like the earth.
In an instant, Igilock's flesh and blood faded away layer by layer, and solid rock replaced his body.
Igilock's consciousness and wisdom turned into a rock as immovable as a mountain and fell heavily towards the sky.
...This scene even scared the little dragon itself.
Fortunately, she reacted quickly and dived towards the ground almost immediately, finally catching the huge body with the force field wall in time - although the tentacles on the ground were shattered in the impact, at least the main body was saved.
"...Oh my god, it turns out that Elastrid and Mars are both super-strong athletes. How terrifying!" Sig, who had transformed into a dragon, lay on top of Igilok's remains, his dragon tail swaying slightly. "Speaking of which, does this count as a military achievement? Even if it's just picking up leftovers, does this still count as a military achievement?"
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Emiya originally thought that Sig would make all the preparations and then pick up the spoils for free, but when she saw that Igilock was actually teleported directly in front of her and was blinded by the poet lady's command, she was a little confused.
The land is vast, the sky is vast, and the range of Igilok's Ice Blast is completely uncertain.
What kind of incredible luck does it take to teleport at the critical moment and land right within the enemy's spell range?!
However, he reacted immediately.
"...Luck?" He glanced in the direction of Elastrid.
I'm afraid there are some problems with Elastri's Moon Blade.
The Moon Blade was originally a gift from Corellon and a symbol of divine authority - but this family seems to have completely devoted themselves to Tyche, the goddess of fate.
The Xingyong family is probably one of the very few believers of Tikki in this era.
In this case, Tyche probably made some blessing to the family symbol—
He suspected that the monkey-paw-shaped counterweight on Elastrid's weapon...wasn't just a counterweight. She wasn't as foolish as it looked, using the Moon Blade's counterweight to fight.
Her Moon Blade might be a divine artifact blessed by both Tyche and Corellon.
And the power of Tyche is the ups and downs of luck and misfortune.
However, no matter what, they were relieved at this moment - after all, Igilock was captured alive by Sig.
In just one day, Igirock's host possession ability has been used in countless ways. Emiya doesn't want to fight seven or eight new and powerful enemy subspecies.
In this world, the Tarrasque is not the only creature that will undergo a qualitative change with the ability to teleport across dimensions.
The Wild Hunters, who were already preparing to launch a charge, now breathed a sigh of relief.
Igilok was petrified, whether he was dead or cursed, it made no difference to them - they just wanted Igilok dead.
Their mission is accomplished!
The Wild Hunt's tense spirits finally relaxed, and they even had the opportunity to command the battlefield below. Meanwhile, Emya prepared to recover Igilok's petrified body.
No matter what, if we can capture Igilock alive and bring him to Joseph's Garden, I think our military achievements will be taken to a higher level.
At this moment, a bright light suddenly erupted on the battlefield. A Wild Hunter looked over and whistled in surprise: "—Look, there are women taking off their clothes on the battlefield!"
"Where is it? Where is it?!" The other Wild Hunts suddenly became alert.
But Emilia was not excited at all. When she heard these words, she felt her blood run cold.
He yelled in shock: "Don't look there!!!"
It was obvious that these people did not take the few words he emphasized before seriously.
And Emya knew what was happening.
The only purpose of that not very bright light was to let people see it.
I saw the dark elf high mage teleported into the air.
In the biting cold wind, she untied her hairband, letting her long, silver-white hair rustle in the air. Her commander's robe, which had long been torn apart, floated away from her body with a gentle pull.
And inside the robe, there was no clothing to cover her, only the carefully maintained curves.
The slender and beautiful body of the female elf was exposed in mid-air without any cover.
The impact of Elastrid made all the elves present break out in cold sweats. Even the dark elves threw the warnings they had heard before to the wind under the high pressure.
At this moment, they almost subconsciously looked towards the light source and saw the body of the high-level wizard.
It was a body imbued with the beauty of a nymph by high-level magic.
Nymph, or water fairy.
Legend has it that this creature is the most beautiful in the world. Upon seeing its face, a mortal would be blinded by its beauty. Even seeing it naked would be so intense that it could kill the beholder.
And this fatal beauty is equally effective for all living things, regardless of gender.
The Elven High Magic learned this power, allowing the High Mage to imbue himself with the charm of the Nymph.
Elven high magic, nymph aura.
Emilia suddenly raised her head and covered her eyes, not daring to look down even a little.
And just behind him, the wild hunting horse let out a mournful cry and fell to the ground together with its master.
And above the earth, the bodies of countless elves lost their support and slowly fell to the ground.
Just by looking at the high-level wizard, nearly four elves in the center of the battlefield lost their lives instantly.
—and perhaps, the rest of the Wild Hunt.
[Ivar? Are you still alive? Ivar?!]
Of course, no one answered him. Behind him, there was an eerie silence.
There was no need to elaborate on how many Heroic Spirits had rushed to Valhalla for the Valkyrie's company. How could these lustful creatures miss the opportunity to see a naked woman?
For the first time, Emilia understood what it meant to be numb.
The Battle of the 27th and 24th Armies (End)
The Wild Hunts proved a tragic fact with their actions: as the elite of Valhalla, their discipline does exist - but it is very minimal.
They hadn't been directly involved in the battle up to this point, but Emiya didn't see that as a weakness. He also didn't see Sig's seldom-initiated attacks as a weakness. He considered himself no military genius, so his battle plans often revolved around information asymmetry, like a chess player's calculated moves. He'd lull the enemy into believing he had everything under control, then, at the moment he showed a flaw, he'd unleash his true power, aiming for a decisive blow.
In this situation, if someone didn't participate in the battle from beginning to end, it meant that their situation wasn't yet critical enough to risk their lives. The Wild Hunt didn't rush out, but remained in the clouds, silently awaiting orders and handing over command to him. This was a sign of trust.
However, the Wild Hunt's trust in him was clearly not deep enough to allow them to forgo the opportunity to admire the naked beauty. Even Ivar's personal orders would likely have been insufficient to curb their unbridled nature. And the price they paid for this single act of willfulness was the Wild Hunt's utter annihilation for seemingly absurd reasons.
The Wild Hunt could be resurrected, but the problem was that their resurrection wasn't instantaneous. They had to wait a day for their resurrection, and it would take several more days to re-equip themselves, depart, and rejoin the group from Valhalla. In other words, by the time Emya was ready to carry Igilok's body to Valhalla, they certainly wouldn't be able to make it to the battlefield in time.
But the unexpected annihilation of the Wild Hunt led to another outcome—how could he rescue the rest of the team from the already chaotic battlefield!
He had greatly underestimated the intensity of the Crown War—even though the current battle involved only two families, a tiny corner of the battlefield. And the Baenrei weren't even prepared to fight to the death. Yet, under these circumstances, the Baenrei family still managed to kill over a thousand people with a single spell, all in a matter of minutes.
Thousands died in a matter of minutes, all on a single battlefield. A group of elite elven warriors, simply glancing in a certain direction, fell silently, their lives extinguished like candles, the cold earth becoming their eternal resting place.
This is high magic.
Thinking of this, Emiya narrowed her eyes slightly. Without silver, the team's physical strength could not defeat a Baenre army in its prime. If they wanted to escape unscathed... now, they had to take risks.
At this moment, even the experienced Lilinara Banrui had to reorganize the battlefield. In just a minute or even a dozen seconds, everything was in chaos.
The target they wanted to capture alive suddenly launched a charge, using space teleportation to instantly close the distance, instantly severely damaging one of their trump cards - at the same time, the main brain somehow used an ice explosion ability that it should never have possessed to escape the battlefield.
Ice Explosion?!
A sudden thought nearly choked her, the joy of her recent victory instantly swallowed up by fear. They knew the power of the mind-thirster mastermind: its sole power was psychic energy; elements and space had nothing to do with it!
She still felt that the moon elf standing in the center of the battlefield was full of doubts, but now she had to re-sort out the connections behind all this.
——Now there is a problem.
The high-level mages were still standing naked in the ice and snow. The cold was not a problem for them. They had long anticipated that they would face an enemy who could summon a blizzard, and had already made all kinds of preparations to deal with the cold.
The problem was that the Nymph's Light spell only lasted a few minutes. During that time, anyone who dared look directly at the High Mage would likely suffer a cardiac arrest and die. Even though Lilinara was confident that her strength was no less than that of a High Mage, she wouldn't dare take the risk.
As a result, a brief lull in the battlefield had occurred. Whether or not to continue fighting while the Nymph's Light occupied the center of the battlefield, where the view was widest, was a major issue. The Dark Elves had certainly achieved astonishing results, but the Nymph's Light, after all, did not distinguish between friend and foe.
At this moment, neither side dared to move freely. Their eyes were fixed on the ground, and only a few of the most outstanding warriors were blindfolded, preparing to start a blind fight.
At that moment, shadow sand floated before Alestria's eyes, obscuring most of her vision. Only then did she feel a sense of relief. Meanwhile, Emya's latest plan had reached her and Fenwë's ears.
“Let’s do it,” they replied.
Immediately, amidst the silence of the battlefield, Elaster spoke first: "Commander of House Baenre, fellow Etashil, I believe we should have a frank conversation."
Lilinara of the Banrui family also said loudly: "There is only one thing we can discuss - what do you intend to use in exchange for your life?"
Elastrid stood on Fenwë, who had transformed into a red dragon, and remained motionless. "—You must have discovered that I am not actually from the Kingdom of Santa Othriel, nor am I even one of the elves who believe in the Seldarine. I have no conflict of interest with you..."
The high elves of Etashir maintained a strange silence at this moment - the survivors gathered together and took the opportunity to reorganize their formation, but did not say a word.
The matter was clear—although this group's origins and objectives were mysterious, they held no hostility toward Etahir or even Santa Osriel. At this point, Davout could sow discord without hindrance, determined to bring Elastri, this mysterious and powerful new force, to his side.
The Zhuoer, who were known for their intrigue in later generations, had not yet fallen, but had already mastered this art. In comparison, they were extremely untrustworthy.
——Furthermore, Team Emia really intends to snatch food from the drow’s mouth.
Elastrid calmly cast the Field of Honesty before her. Given the spellcasting abilities of the elves of this era, they could easily discern the true value of this spell.
Then, she shook her head and said, "I intend to be frank about our purpose here—we wield the power of ice and the elements, and have relied on this power to achieve considerable success. However, while this power is powerful enough to be invincible, it is not invulnerable. The target we are pursuing now is the evil spirit named Igilock. It relies entirely on stealing the power of others..."
At this moment, Alestria seemed to realize that she had spoken out of turn. She paused and forcibly changed the subject: "In short, we must take the Mastermind away. We can pay a generous reward."
Ban Rui's eyes rolled rapidly several times.
I see. The creature called Igilok stole the Mastermind's body. And before that, it had also taken over the Tarrasque's body, which is why it was able to cause such devastation.
This greatly reduced Igilok's value—it was clearly extremely intelligent, and the exact mechanism of its parasitism was unknown. In other words, if they wanted Igilok to unleash its power, they would have to specifically capture a powerful creature, while also being wary of Igilok's rebellion and escape at any moment.
This kind of arithmetic problem of 1+1<1 makes people inevitably feel discouraged - this evil spirit is obviously only valuable behind enemy lines and is not suitable as a dedicated combat force.
But the Banrys couldn't retreat without a fight, at least not show it.
Lilinara said loudly, "The Mastermind is extremely important to us. Do you think it's a problem that can be solved with money?"
Elaster shook her head. "You might as well name a price. We have skilled craftsmen here. Even making a set of swordsinger mithril armor for the entire Baenre family would not be difficult."
Unfortunately, the activities here cannot be carried out with the money originally allocated at that time... Alestria had previously spent a hundred thousand, but in fact, she had spent the family fortune of Candlekeep - although Emilia had done some fine processing on the gems, which increased their value a little.
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