Equipment Printing School Mage
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"As long as I'm alive, forget it!" Calwind's beard trembled slightly. "The only thing you can and should do is to maintain the suppression of the Wall of the Faithless! Don't do anything unnecessary!"
"Lightning, if you still want your daughter to live after doing something so stupid, you'd better keep your claws!" Finally, Calwind issued an ultimatum to the instigator of all this. "I tell you, no matter how hard or tired your people are, you have to hold on for three days. Even if it's just one hour less, you and your church will no longer have any reason to exist!"
The person responsible for the incident that angered Larock kept his head down, and even if his teeth were worn out, he did not dare to show any opposition to his face.
At this moment, amid the pleasant sound of continuous thunder, a rather unusual roar suddenly sounded from the city wall, interrupting Kaulwind's words of establishing his authority.
The bishops of Talos were probably the most familiar group in the world with noise. They were skilled in causing terror by various means, but they had never heard such a wonderful roar.
Although thunder is terrifying, it alone cannot cause a devastating blow.
But for some reason, when they heard the roar, they almost subconsciously thought of destruction.
In just a few seconds, a streak of shining metal ignited the gloomy sky of the Hazy Realm, flew straight over their heads, landed in their camp, and exploded with a loud bang.
"...Oh my God, Talos, what is that?" Calwind was stunned for a moment, then realized that something was wrong. "Go back to camp and count the casualties! Judgment City actually has such power?!"
However, just as he turned around, a second, even more shrill explosion sounded.
Colwind subconsciously turned around and saw a metal cone with a much more bizarre trajectory flying almost straight towards him.
Its speed is much slower than the first one, but it is still much faster than an arrow.
He almost instinctively tried to dodge it, but the flight trajectory of the projectile was extremely unstable, and it took a strange arc in the air and hit Colwind's helmet heavily.
The anti-death barrier took effect. This meant that Kaulwind had already died once.
However, before Kaulwind could react, he clearly saw the metal cone shatter in front of him.
The explosion that had shocked everyone in Talos before now erupted only a few inches away from him.
The shattered metal shell turned into countless sharp swords, which were accelerated to the extreme in a very short time amid the explosion.
In an instant, Colwind's head was torn into a tattered honeycomb by countless fragments, and fell to the ground as a blurry blood clot. His sturdy armor was riddled with holes.
But the bishops around him were much luckier - the fatal fragments also pierced their bodies, causing them to bleed profusely and scream in pain, but they escaped thanks to the anti-death barrier.
"Where is His Majesty Kaulwind?! Where is His Majesty Kaulwind?"
They were caught off guard by the attack and could only subconsciously look for their leader.
Then, they looked around in confusion for a while before looking at the wreckage on the ground in disbelief.
Kaulwind was dead. He had died so suddenly.
They looked at each other, their eyes conveying the same message: What should they do?
Lightning, who had the deepest grudge against Calwind, took a deep breath and said, "...Contact Send first."
Sende, the second-in-command of the Raging Church Alliance and a student of Kaulwind, did not go with them, but stayed behind at the camp.
Just then, Lightning heard something.
He almost subconsciously opened his mouth and was about to laugh out loud.
But in the very end, he restrained his expression, his face full of sadness and disbelief: "The first shell just hit the camp...
"Send was severely injured. He is still in a coma."
The term "bolt from the blue" meant shock to other beings, but to the bishops of Talos, it was unexpected good news.
The exact same expression appeared on the faces of almost all the bishops!
This means that a huge power vacuum has inexplicably appeared in the Church of Talos!
"...We should...protect Bishops Kaulwind and Send well!"
"Yes, yes, yes, look for their souls! Their souls might already be wandering in the hazy realm. What if their souls are taken away by someone else? Wouldn't that mean they can't be resurrected? If that happens, then... haha... cough... what should I do?"
But Lightning thought more.
His eyes practically flashed with fire. "Is that all? The City of Judgment actually killed our beloved Bishop Corwind! How can we not avenge this?!
"We should start organizing a full-scale offensive, so that we can avenge our grievances...
"Let the Umberley Church take the lead!"
The Wrath of the Forty-Nine Wounded Beasts (Part 2)
The cannon he built exploded.
The cannon he made exploded?
The cannon he built exploded?!
Even though Emiya was confident that she had seen a lot in this world, she was still dumbfounded when they were dragged down from the city wall by Yin.
He has manufactured hundreds of cannons and tested the firing conditions under different charges, so he is considered an experienced hand.
He was absolutely certain that the amount of propellant he had stuffed in was not excessive! At least it was impossible for the gun to explode!
However, just as he was repeatedly recalling the details of his creation, the fragments of the artillery flew over their heads in arcs and shrill cries, mercilessly reminding him.
The high-ranking harpist, the master craftsman of Gond, the Mage King of Halrua, Mr. Emia of Lunya, had just forged a new cannon, which exploded on its first firing.
In the Gond Church, or even in Halrua, I'm afraid there isn't a single priest or mage who could make such a stupid mistake!
However, Emilia witnessed with her own eyes how big a mess she had made at this critical moment!
And he did make a mistake... What's more fatal is that he still hasn't figured out which link went wrong!
"…Emiya, I'm sorry."
However, there is someone in the team who is in worse condition than him.
At this moment, Elastri's already fair face had almost lost all color. She wanted to hold Emilia's hand, but stopped just as she was about to get close, her body trembling slightly: "...Emilia, this is not your fault, this must be my problem...!"
She was quite familiar with this kind of thing.
As long as she stays active for a long time, some low-probability or even almost impossible events will occur around her.
But the problem is that such luck can be remembered for a year, but such misfortune can be remembered for a lifetime.
At this moment, she felt an inexplicable sense of fear.
Her past interpersonal relationships were often gradually worn away by a series of misfortunes.
Confidants become good friends, good friends no longer contact each other, and then they become strangers who pretend not to know each other.
This scene has been played out before her eyes too many times.
Emilia, however, was not so sensitive to the changes in the emotions of those around her, and did not notice the change in Elastrid's mood at the moment. She was covering her face with her hands, thinking hard. This made Elastrid unable to help but think more wildly.
Meanwhile, Yin, now leaning against Emiya with a look of excitement and emotion, staring up at the sky, almost bursting into tears: "...Ah, this is the feeling! I'm back! I'm all back! It's this inexplicable feeling!"
Emiya, who was extremely annoyed at the moment, glanced at the top of the city wall. After confirming that the accident had not caused any unexpected casualties, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a dark face, "How do you feel?"
"Hehe—" Yin Yi grabbed Elastri's hand that was stretched out in the air and shook it violently. "Sister Selune and I have a good relationship. But do you know how I met Tyche?"
Elaster hummed softly, "...Why?"
"It was a normal day. I was studying magic again... or rather, throwing magic around the world. But I hit a wall."
Yin's face was serious. "Then, I met her. We had absolutely no conversation, just a passing acquaintance, and we exchanged gifts. And that very evening, my research, which I'd expected to take years, suddenly made incredible progress. And I immediately began experimenting."
"Uh." Alestria gasped, "... Could it be...?"
"That was the most embarrassing day of my life." Yin looked ashamed, "I was convinced I had found the answer, and then I enthusiastically cast the spell. The magic network was functioning normally, with sufficient magic power and a clear understanding of the principle.
"Then, I failed to cast the spell."
"It wasn't a problem with my research. I simply failed to cast a spell, just like those ten-year-old brats in Halrua. The surging magic power rushed out of the magic network, slapping me hard and making me see stars. Even to this day, I still don't understand what mistake I made that day... In short, Tyke gave me the only spell failure in my life."
Yin had the expression of a veteran: "Then, I became friends with Tikka. Now it seems that Tikka is particularly generous to you."
"I don't really want this kind of generosity," Elastrid said bitterly. "I don't care what happens to me. To be honest, I even enjoy it... but it always affects outsiders uncontrollably."
No matter what, it is still too outrageous to think that an intact artillery piece can be blown up simply by controlling the explosion of propellant.
"Destiny is the unpredictable thread that binds us all together... You cannot control your own destiny alone."
At this point, after trying to think in vain, Emilia finally realized that something was wrong with Elastrid. He took the hand Elastrid extended, and a storm of thoughts began to run through his mind.
She didn't want to become a burden, nor did she want to be left behind. So how could he prove this?
"...Wait." Emiya suddenly slapped her thigh with her free hand. "We fled in such a hurry that we didn't even have time to confirm the results of the battle!"
In theory, this is just a soothing statement: a barrel burst is a very serious accident. It will not cause the shell to explode. On the contrary, the shot will be seriously inaccurate.
"You're so used to being a priest of Tymora that you don't think you should be tainted by misfortune... That's because you haven't adapted to Tyche's ways yet," Yin replied. "When you're unlucky, good fortune will arrive. If you suddenly become lucky, bad luck is probably already under you, about to trip you up. Since Emilia has encountered such misfortune, you must have achieved something earth-shattering."
Everyone present was stunned for a moment, and then looked at each other in surprise.
Emilia hesitated for a moment and said, "We took aim hastily and didn't even calibrate our shots. It's possible that we achieved some results. But it's impossible that we just won the jackpot."
Silver gestured to his ear. "First, it seems Giles's shot landed right in Talos' camp, just enough to knock the second-in-command of the Church of Talos unconscious."
"Huh?!" Giles, who had been watching closely from the side, looked up in astonishment. "One cannonball hit one of the bishops of the Church of Talos?"
"If they hadn't deliberately concealed it in their communications," Yin said, his voice full of pity. "In the next few days, be careful when drinking water. At least don't let bad luck get to you in the most critical place."
He stood up suddenly and tried to express his gratitude with great joy. However, before he could utter a word, his body froze in place and his face slowly turned blue.
As an old man who is also hundreds of years old, he sprained his waist due to excitement.
"...I'm so sorry! Let me heal you!" Alestria was startled and quickly raised the holy emblem, guiding positive energy into Giles' body.
“Thank you so much…!”
They were hiding under the city wall. While leaning against it, Emilia suddenly realized something.
The thunder suddenly stopped at some point.
In other words, the two extremely embarrassing shots just now may have really created amazing results that far exceeded expectations!
Well, everything was going even better than he'd imagined! Now, he could move on to the next step!
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"What do you mean by 'it seems' that two shots have eliminated one of the other side's top commanders?"
At the headquarters of the Knights of Hell, the temporary new commander, Grimnir, began to doubt his life after hearing the latest news.
In front of him was Halrua's latest achievement: a crystal ball that could communicate across dimensions.
Originally, the crystal balls distributed by the Halruaan Council of Elders didn't possess such powerful abilities. However, during the Arcane Calamity, a crystal ball that drifted to the Shadowfell realm unexpectedly displayed such abilities. Over the course of several months, the changes in this crystal ball have been precisely pinpointed and replicated.
Unfortunately, debugging this crystal ball was extremely slow and labor-intensive. Over the course of several months, Halruaa had only managed to restore communication with the Shadowfall Underworld and the Twilight Realm.
This progress alone has already cost seven figures in labor costs and six figures in material costs.
Now, one of the crystal balls in this set, whose cost urgently needs to be diluted, has been lying quietly on Grimnir's desk.
"Emmya!" Grimnir banged the table. "This is war. Don't rely on guesswork and wishful thinking when reporting intelligence!"
"Well, at least I can confirm that the second-in-command of the Church of Talos was seriously injured."
"Isn't this victory meaningless in this world?" Grimnir asked earnestly. "From what I've heard, the priests in this world are omnipotent. They can even resurrect after their bodies have been crushed to dust. If they weren't killed outright, then that's the same as being unscathed, right?"
On the other side of the crystal ball, Emiya was choked to death. She could only bite the bullet and say, "You asked for our information to be accurate, so I tried to be conservative with my words."
"All I can say is that I sincerely hope you'll make some substantial progress," Grimnir said. "Miss Fenwe has been planting trees north of Baldur's Gate for several days."
"Please convey a message of 'Thank you for your hard work.'" Emiya said mid-sentence, suddenly tilting her head. The stern expression on her face suddenly relaxed, and then she turned her head back immediately. "I must correct my previous statement. Yin just intercepted their communication. The two highest leaders of the Church of Talos were both seriously injured, and now the remaining leaders generally have different political views from him! The remaining Talos believers don't want them to recover!"
"The sudden fall of a faction leader is truly a significant event." Grimnir couldn't help but show joy on his face as he quickly began searching for the information he needed: "Church of Talos, Church of Talos... I got it. The current Weather Lord's political vision is to unify the Fury Pantheon and unify their actions? His fall means..."
"That means we can begin our plan now," Emiya replied. "The new commander will undoubtedly push the siege hard, turning the other priests of the Wrath Pantheon into stepping stones."
"Indeed." Grimnir stood up suddenly. "I thought you would have a difficult time... but you're making such rapid progress. This makes everything easier. We originally had two plans. One is for the Material Plane to take action first, relieving the pressure on you to defend the city. The other is for us to remain inactive until your defense of the city is successful, then we will attack and wipe out the enemy in one fell swoop. You are under the greatest pressure, so it's your choice... Which one do you choose?"
Without even a moment's hesitation, Emilia said, "Of course the second set! This opportunity is now or never!"
"We will make these evildoers bleed dry on the Faithless Wall, flee exhausted back to their lair, and ultimately be annihilated!
"Maintain daily contact. If contact suddenly breaks down, it means the confrontation has reached a fever pitch. At that time, please take direct action."
"Okay, it's settled," Grimnir said flatly. "Be careful."
The communication was interrupted. Grimnir closed his eyes slightly and reviewed his plan again. After confirming that there were no obvious loopholes, he said to his assistant: "Then, go and request an emergency meeting in Eltoril.
"The theme of this meeting is to resolutely counter Cormyr's espionage activities. I hope to mobilize a large number of troops to Cormyr's border and force the gods and non-gods to mobilize mobile forces to the border between the two countries."
The Wrath of Fifty Wounded Beasts (Part 3) Sharpening the Claws
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