Equipment Printing School Mage
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"—What!" The Archdruid, already anxious but afraid to ask, could no longer contain his anxiety. "...While I appreciate your efforts to repel Zariel, the price paid is simply too high! Is there no way to remedy this?"
"Of course there is." The smile on Yin's face finally became murderous.
But she didn't say it immediately, but stretched out her fingers.
A gorgeous and intricately carved ring fell into her hands, as if an entire palace was carved in a square inch.
She shoved it into Emiya's hand without hesitation: "Okay, now you have nothing to do, go study this ring."
"...No, what is this thing, and...a ring?"
Aimiya weighed the ring—it even felt heavy.
"Yes. A ring." Yin pushed him hard. "It's obvious it's not for mortals, right? Go and see, think quickly, who this ring belongs to? I'm telling you, this ring alone is worth our entire battle. Come on, go quickly, Fenwei and I have something to say in private!"
"What words must not be heard by me?"
"That's too much, you're such a jerk."
"Nonsense, according to the chronological order, it was you who came first—"
But obviously, Silver is serious.
In the end, Emilia could only say helplessly: "Don't go too far."
Seeing that his last life-saving straw was also driven away, Fenwei clenched his arms uncomfortably.
To her, Silver has always been a mysterious, powerful and unpredictable creature, so she couldn't really understand why Emiya had no fear of Silver from beginning to end.
...Well, when Yin's strength is not so obvious, he does lack the temperament of a strong man.
She could only try to steer the conversation in a more reasonable direction: "Can we first eliminate that exploding halo before discussing other things...?"
Yin shook his head. "The Light Salary Technique will indeed continue to spread, but the process is not very fast. It is still hundreds of kilometers away from the Sharptooth Forest. We have a few hours to discuss it slowly."
"…What do you want to talk about?"
"Let's talk about two people who just signed a contract and then broke it." Yin clasped his hands together. "We agreed to divide the time into three equal parts, and I thought I had made a big concession. I didn't expect you two to be so greedy! You're pushing it even further!"
Fenwei didn't react at first: "What do you mean by asking for more... Ugh!"
Yin gritted his teeth and said, "During the month I was away, you two secretly divided my share equally, right?"
"Ahem... I think the spell created by Master Metatron is indeed groundbreaking." Finwe tried to end the topic. "Although its principle may not seem intuitive, it is devastating to that undead army..."
"That's right. Actually, I originally wanted to use it to destroy Larloch's Undead City... No!"
Any normal person wouldn't be so easily distracted by Fenwei, but Miss Yin almost fell for it. However, she finally reacted after a while: "Stop rambling on me. I'll give you one chance - for the next two months, your share will be mine."
"Two months is too long!" Fenwei argued, "and you're not around! Why can't we touch it?"
"Do you think I'm reasonable?" Miss Yin raged. "If you agree now, I'll give you a little sweet treat. If you dare say another word, it'll be three months!"
"...Two months is just two months." Fenwei said timidly.
"Hmph." Although Fenwei had slid to his knees at lightning speed, Yin was still furious. She let out a sigh and waved to Fenwei. "Well, now you can go and prepare the seeds to double the size of Sharptooth Forest."
"...Double it?" Fenwei was stunned for a moment, and his eyes, which had just dimmed, lit up again. "How long?"
"A few minutes! Go!"
"I'm going right now!"
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By the time Emiya came to her senses, several minutes had passed.
Although he was still thinking about what Yin and Fenwei would say before leaving the deck, his attention was instantly completely attracted by the ring.
Even though he had systematically learned craftsmanship from one of the greatest craftsmen in the world in Avandor, he still couldn't help but exclaim in amazement when he saw this ring.
The difficulty of adding enchantments to an item increases exponentially with the number and strength of existing enchantments. Therefore, a weapon possessing both powerful magical effects and no barrier to use is a near-impossible combination.
In Emiya's opinion, the reason why the Holy Avengers have such strict restrictions on their use is not only out of respect for the Holy Knights, but also the sacrifice that must be made to forge such a powerful weapon.
Moon Blade was the only exception he knew of so far.
Now, he saw a second exception.
At this moment, Yin was right, this was not a bracelet, but a ring.
It is so huge because its user is supposed to be a giant.
...or rather, the incarnation of God.
This is a ring specially made by the god for his own use.
But at the same time, it was attached with an extremely unfamiliar, but presumably extremely complex and powerful enchantment.
This kind of enchantment must be very rare...Emmya had seen all the gods of Xiredlin with his own eyes, and he had definitely never seen this kind of enchantment on the elven god.
At the same time, he could feel through the silver fire that this bracelet had a very special...weight.
Something extremely important and powerful was sealed within the ring.
This must be one of the greatest secrets of a god... Such a treasure has fallen into the hands of the Mala Church. The original owner must be driven mad.
He was now certain that the Malar Church's repeated raids on the Sharptooth Forest were not intended to find anything.
It's about making sure that something can't be found by anyone else and is forgotten forever in this forest.
Damn, this ring is much hotter than he thought!
While looking at the ring, Emilia finally found a small and inconspicuous magic pattern like a floral pattern among the enchantments that were as complicated as a palace.
That's the producer's signature.
Mithriln Serret.
The mythal god of the Seldarine. He was once one of the most active Seldarine gods in the mortal realm, personally helping to build countless family mythals. Based on Emya's brief encounter with him, Emya is convinced that Mythrien Serret is a man who, while reserved, appears cold on the outside but warm on the inside.
However, even such gods gradually faded from the elves' horizons, and the technology for making mazes was lost in a very short period of time.
……I see.
Emiya breathed a sigh of relief.
Now, he had a reason to go to Avando again.
The Secret of the Church of Twenty-Five Mala
At this moment, some time had passed since the tragic annihilation outside the Sharptooth Forest. All factions had to spend energy to digest the explosive news it brought.
And unacceptable chain reactions.
The Mala Church is finished, this is the consensus of everyone.
Those Mala believers who did not go to the Sharptooth Forest naturally could not accept this reality, but those who disliked the Mala Church on a daily basis were naturally ready to make a move.
The people here refer to the Bane believers who are in the same camp as them.
Fear can bring obedience, but repeated fear will only make people numb. So in essence, the Rage Pantheon and the Church of Tyranny are political enemies.
Now they have the opportunity to take advantage of someone's misfortune... Naturally, they don't want to miss this opportunity.
However, they were still slow to act. When the Bane Church reached the door of these Malars, they found that the devils had already surrounded the place.
The demons, having changed their usual respectful attitude, solemnly said in unison, "Everyone, please line up."
This sentence made the Bane Church, which was already full of nonsense, feel suffocated.
"Baatezu, we never queue." They didn't intend to back down just like that.
However, the guarding bone demons managed to stop them.
The bone demons only said one sentence: "Then, you really don't need to queue, but you are late."
"…………" The bishops of the Bane Church regretted that they were wearing helmets that covered their faces, so they could not act out the whole process of being overjoyed and then pretending to be sad at this moment. "…What do you mean? Was the Malar Church attacked?
"Ah, our comrade Mala." Even before receiving a confirmed answer, the bishops of Bane had already begun to hypocritically take off their helmets and wipe their tears.
Normally they wouldn't behave like this.
But before they could even make a move, their opponents suffered heavy losses or were even completely wiped out...
It was hard not to laugh.
But the devil showed no sign of agreeing. Instead, he said, "You may laugh, but my Lord Bayer has a word of advice for you: the Malar priests will probably be overjoyed when they leave here to hunt in the Sharptooth Forest."
The Bane bishops nodded perfunctorily and said, "...So can we now know what happened?"
The Bone Demon finally revealed the entrance to the cave where the Malars lived and said, "This is the settlement of those Malars who didn't go on the expedition...or rather, the remains of their former lives. When we tried to contact them, we found their bodies, torn apart by wild beasts, scattered across the ground in countless fragments—only their hearts had been eaten."
"Sounds like one of their own doing," sneered the bishops of Bane.
The bone demons simply gave them a long look, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
The Bane bishops, who had already raised their greaves, stopped and realized something.
"...What do you mean? They were actually..."
The bishops raised their fingers toward the sky.
The Bone Demons said solemnly, "Discussion of the details behind this matter is forbidden."
Things that are debunked are always true.
The Bishops of Bane could no longer laugh.
Priests are closest to the gods...and sometimes they are also the most likely to anger them.
Having a god massacre civilians is a rather extravagant undertaking, like using a cannon to smother a mosquito. Even for evil gods, this is the case. Therefore, the most economical action is for the god to personally commit a few genuine acts, then have his followers expend the effort to embellish and spread the story throughout the world, using this self-evident intimidation to achieve their goal.
In contrast, it is much more common for gods to be angered by priests and then kill them directly...
But the Malar Church reportedly suffered heavy losses, with the few remaining members actually being torn apart by their own deity? Just how big of a mess had they gotten themselves into?
At least in the eyes of the bishops of Bane, unless one directly raises the banner of rebellion against the gods, even the evil gods would not be so cruel...
The dark elves have been tortured by Rose for tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years, but they are still alive and kicking.
...Though the group of dark elves who followed him to the Sharptooth Forest may never return.
Now, they had to put aside their personal identities and private grudges and start asking about the most critical issues at the moment.
"So, has the Gods and Non-Gods Association already known the whole story of the battle outside the Sharptooth Forest?"
They would not ask the devil directly, as that would be a huge favor to them.
If you question the devil's information flow, the devil will have to let out some clues.
However, the bone demons in charge of the guard said simply, "You all came too hastily. Grand Duke Bayer has already issued a notice."
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"A few days ago, the Malar Church, with its usual disorganized and arrogant attitude, arbitrarily organized a massive operation. At a moment when we were all united, when the storm was about to break out, they arbitrarily displaced us and even mobilized a terrifying force to attack a druid circle."
Bayer was speaking slowly and non-stop at the meeting, spitting at the former member of the alliance, the Church of Malar.
The popularity of the Mala Church is extremely bad. Even other churches belonging to the same wrathful pantheon do not like him, and they only reluctantly admit that they are indeed allies in attack and defense.
The reason why I am a former member is that an entire church was wiped out in just a few days.
The Church of Malar is notorious in Faerun. It has been besieged by the whole world more than once or twice, and this is not the first time it has been beaten into oblivion.
But this time, it was too fast.
Nearly a thousand Malar followers left Cormyr with shouts and brazenness, joining their fellow comrades in the green fields. They could only secretly grumble in dissatisfaction behind their backs... or perhaps, secretly, prepare to strike them a heavy blow.
But they never expected that the attack by the Mala Church would have such an outcome.
They were still wondering what the Mala Church was doing.
Within just a few days, everything was reduced to ashes on the deserted grassland, and less than ten people returned - and those who survived or deserted even gave all kinds of explanations, with completely different reasons for their escape.
Some people were frightened by the eerie yet murderous forest, while others found that too many of their comrades had turned into hedgehogs in the impassable swamp.
Some people said that they were surrounded, divided and tortured to death by fully armed elite cavalry.
Death has a sense of hierarchy and death has style.
They attacked on their own, and even their allies didn't know what they were doing - but it seemed that it was the Mala Church that was ambushed.
Bayer, however, saw danger in this, and this situation was most likely due to two reasons.
Either it means that their enemies have terrifying intelligence or predictive abilities, and can hear the secret information of various factions within their ranks.
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