Equipment Printing School Mage
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They might have been chased and beaten to the ground by slightly stronger enemies before, but once they crossed that line, the once arrogant enemies might be completely unable to fight back.
The biggest shortcoming of a Paladin is that it is always difficult to get through the extremely difficult novice period: those young people who have just embarked on the path of a Paladin have neither the means to overturn the table nor the cunning to adapt, and the result is that there are always terrible situations where they have to choose the lesser of two evils.
And Apodel Adrian is such a paladin: he has the most painful origin, lives the most dangerous life, and challenges the most powerful enemies——
Then, he lived to be one hundred and twenty years old.
He has many friends and few enemies.
Because all his enemies were dead.
Faced with Apodel's provocation, the Hell Demon naturally couldn't hold back.
The demons have the ability to cast spells, but they have little to enhance their own abilities. The powers of these demons are all the same: calling fire, controlling minds, and teleporting.
When facing a paladin of Apodel's level, the most powerful spell would naturally be used to greet him.
Almost the next second after Apodel uttered his challenge, more than ten blazing meteors took shape amid the devil's blasphemous roar.
Meteor Explosion, the most commonly used "greeting" by the Hell Demons.
Generally speaking, this destructive spell is enough to turn weak enemies into ashes and make powerful enemies look disgraced. Even equally powerful enemies will be overwhelmed when faced with this simple and crude killing spell.
And Apodale didn't even respond.
He simply pushed forward, pressing the horse's neck and squeezing its belly slightly. "Keep accelerating, it's time for us to charge."
It was as if the brilliant red lotus covering the sky and the sun was just an illusion, and he completely ignored it.
"......!" Naturally, this scene was unacceptable to the demons in the hell.
This was understandable—a paladin of Apodel's caliber was a rare find. Even for the devil, dealing with a paladin of this caliber was far from easy.
However, while the devils might have been humble when signing the contract, the devils present were all powerful, and they were far past the stage of personally deceiving. Furthermore, they possessed devilish pride, and they would not tolerate turning around and running away with such a powerful army, even with the support of two archdukes!
It was also because of this that the Hell Demon who was originally watching could no longer bear it.
In an instant, the space of just a few hundred meters between the city wall and the maze was completely ignited.
One after another, the Pit Fiends summoned meteor explosions, and each nine-ring spell was completely locked on Apodel itself.
Mammon wanted to stop it, but finally gave up.
Emiya and Xinbu are both mages, and Apodel is the vanguard who charges forward.
Now Apodel can't rush over. If we don't stop him, are we going to sit back and watch the Holy Knight rush into the formation?
In the moment Mammon hesitated, one meteor after another exploded in the air.
The surging flames instantly dyed the entire world red, and with some blazing white flames, all that was left in the vision of all living beings was the roaring storm and flames.
If it was a mage, he would have been forced to use the self-protection trigger spell and flee. If it was a priest, he would have been forced to use the return mantra to return to the temple.
Other professions, by now, seem to be dead.
"……idiot!"
Mammon, however, keenly captured the unnatural interruption in the raging flames.
It was as if someone had used scissors to cut a piece from a perfect canvas. Amidst the supposedly continuous flames, a blank space would occasionally flash without warning.
Then, the blank space rushed out of the sea of fire with ease.
Apodel and his Pegasus seemed to have not noticed the raging fire at all, and ignored the devil's first attack at their initial speed.
——The holy sword Holy Avenger in his hand shines brightly.
"It's actually, really useless..." Mammon felt like vomiting blood.
The Hell Demon is a rare hexagonal creature in the multiverse.
They possess powerful spellcasting abilities, sturdy bodies, and cunning minds; strictly speaking, they possess no weaknesses at all. While they are vulnerable to holy water, these minor flaws pale in comparison to their terrifying bodies, which can withstand flames and poisons and swim in acid.
And the signature attack of such a powerful creature was ignored by Apodel.
He neither defended nor evaded, but simply allowed the meteor explosion to hit him, and then was wiped out by the Holy Avenger.
——Dozens of fireballs couldn’t even burn Pegasus’ mane!
"Damn it! Don't cast spells on him! Engage him! Stop him!" Mammon's face turned completely dark.
Apparently, Apodel will be able to ignore the spells cast by all the devils present, forcing them to engage in close combat with the paladin!
However, when Mammon looked at the gleaming golden giant sword in Apodel's hand, he suddenly felt an inexplicable fear.
He only knew it was a Holy Avenger, but he had never seen a holy sword of this style before. Could it have any special abilities?
At the moment when Mammon ordered his men to step forward to test, Apodel came into contact with the foremost Hell Fiend.
It was impossible for this paladin to enter the venue with full magic. He only had a few long-lasting spells left, and he had not yet reached his peak state.
But that's enough.
Apodale did not turn or even adjust its course.
One man and one sword, like a meteor just blasted out by the devil, rushed straight towards the Hell Demon.
Without skills or experience, it was simple and crude to the extreme, perfectly interpreting the true meaning of the word "arrogant".
"This is simply outrageous!!!" The Hell Demon was furious and used all his strength to swing the Morning Star Hammer in his hand. This huge killing weapon was almost left with only a shadow in the air.
The trajectory of the Morning Star Hammer intersects with the trajectory of the Holy Avenger.
Then, the Hellfire noticed that the raging flames on his weapon suddenly disappeared the moment they were about to touch the Holy Avenger.
jingle.
It was an overly crisp breaking sound.
The main weapon the Pit Fiend had used for countless years was easily cut in two by the high-speed collision. The spiky striker seemed to have become the skin of a peeled hedgehog, circling helplessly in the air.
At the first contact, the Pit Fiend's weapon was easily severed. The Hell Steel didn't even cause Apodel's hand to tremble!
"Fuck--" This scene was completely beyond the devil's ability to accept, causing the fear in his heart to reach the limit in a short period of time.
He suddenly realized that Apodale was much more dangerous than he had imagined.
And his own situation was far more dangerous than he had expected! From the very beginning, Apodel's sword was aimed at the neck of the Hell Demon!
He almost instinctively flapped his wings vigorously, trying to protect his vital parts from the fatal golden holy sword.
However, it was extremely difficult for two creatures that were already moving towards each other to avoid each other.
呲la.
It was like a butcher's knife slicing through fresh pig meat. The thorny, keratinous skin was instantly severed by the Holy Avenger's sword. In an instant, only half of the Hellfire's neck remained connected to its body. The rest, along with the Holy Avenger's sharp blade, scattered into the air.
Then, Apodel mercilessly swung his sword again, and the left arm of the Hell Demon was as big as his neck.
Smelly blood gushed out from the terrifying breach like a fountain, announcing that the countdown for the survival of this pit fiend in the material plane had begun.
"...Guu...!" Terrified, the Hellish Devil covered the wound with his remaining hand, almost instinctively trying to control the bleeding. However, the hand covering the wound inexplicably felt an unfamiliar burning sensation. The demon, apparently immune to fire, howled in agony from the unbearable, horrific burning pain.
But the hand he withdrew was emitting a strange golden light.
That is the glory of the Holy Slash.
In the gaze of the Hell Demon, the golden light became more and more brilliant and dazzling. After less than a second, the golden light was as bright as the scorching sun in summer.
Then, the burning pain brought by these lights turned into an eruption of destruction.
The blazing divine power instantly flowed into the limbs and bones of the Hell Demon through the horrifying wounds, eventually completely devouring his vitality.
Beams of light were released from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose one after another. Before other demons could react, the huge body of the Hell Demon instantly turned into a blazing golden torch and completely dissolved in the pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth.
It takes Apodel one encounter to kill a Pit Fiend.
"--boom!"
Amidst screams, the second Hell Demon became the victim of the Holy Slash with almost no resistance.
Mammon, who was still trying to move forward, stopped without hesitation, turned around and ran towards Gracia.
"They're going to run away, Gracia!" Mammon tightened the cold iron spear in his hand, as if worried that it would break inexplicably. He said with great determination, "From now on, we must never engage in small-scale battles with them again!"
Eighty-seven gods steal the body
"...Apodale is even more terrifying than it was a hundred years ago."
Looking at the scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere in the devil's pile, Xinbu sighed sincerely.
"Did you know him before?" Emilia asked casually while paying attention to the ever-changing battlefield.
"Didn't I tell you?" Xinbu replied, "I taught Imoen for a short time. I can't be considered her teacher, but I'm an acquaintance. Back then, Apodel was already very powerful, but he couldn't make the most powerful demons look like grass like he does now."
However, Emilia is not so optimistic. He firmly believes that the devil still has a trump card.
Not to mention, simply killing the devil is meaningless.
Even if we take a step back, a princess is still a princess. Even if the princess herself doesn't have a trump card, her father always has one.
"Mr. Appledale, I think it would be more reasonable to capture Mammon alive than Gracia."
“I think so too,” Apodale replied.
Their real goal was to reduce the demons' fighting power. As long as they could achieve this goal, they didn't care who was the unlucky one.
In comparison, the possibility of Mammon being abandoned by the devil is much greater than that of Miss Gracia. If Gracia really encounters mortal danger, no one knows how much power the Omniscient One will send to Gracia.
——Maybe Gracia herself doesn’t know.
But they knew that unless the All-Knowing One's heart was broad enough, she would never come to save Mammon.
Naturally, Emiya and Simbu were not watching the show from behind.
Apodel charged into the enemy camp. The massive, muscular Pegasus was dwarfed by the demon, looking like a newborn foal. Apodel was even smaller than a speck of dust, practically invisible.
And it was this kind of dust that had easily rushed into the formation.
The demons' formation began to fall into chaos - there was no way they could deal with the archmage who was eyeing them covetously while trapping the holy knight who had already rushed to their front.
Just when they were in a dilemma, the kind-hearted Xinbu finally intervened to help them resolve the problem, offering her warm greetings: "I really enjoy fighting those who have escort missions, as this means their formations will be very, very dense."
She opened her hands and cast an invisible shield over herself.
Silinxi's spell has been relocated.
This signature spell of Faerun's number one wizard can be said to be the spell that truly steals the authority of the Goddess of Magic.
It allows its caster to manipulate all spells within the sphere: counter, deflect, reverse, adjust direction, increase output...
Just as Yin said, this is an extremely great spell, but it is meaningless to Yin alone.
But precisely because of this, this spell can be called great, showing that the inventor's understanding of the magic network is unprecedented.
Its completion also meant that she and Emilia had an additional layer of unbreakable insurance.
After the final preparations were made, all the statues on Xinbu's body shattered at the same time, and all the sequences on her body collapsed together.
Generally speaking, trigger and chain trigger are a great wizard's most powerful trump cards for self-protection. However, Miss Xinbu chose to fill almost all of her spells with direct damage spells.
The mage of Feren was supposed to be the team's strategist and all-rounder, the team's last resort when they encountered unsolvable difficulties... but it was obvious that Xinbu had no intention of developing in this direction.
She is the most famous and notorious artillery mage in Faerun.
Although the countless spells she created were extremely groundbreaking, the wizard who created these spells always used them in the most extravagant, wasteful, or even meaningless ways.
Her own experience in designing these unprecedented spells can be summed up in four words: bombardment.
Before, the victims were the Sel mages and the fools who coveted her knowledge. But now, the victims will become demons.
A dozen tiny ice balls fell towards the devil's formation with a dull sound.
Otiluk's Frozen Sphere, a sixth-level Transmutation spell, appears to be nothing more than a tiny ball of ice, but once broken, it unleashes a terrifying destructive force, engulfing a vast area dozens of meters in a icy hell.
It's a decent spell in itself, arguably difficult to use in tight areas due to its large damage range.
Being able to cast this spell more than ten times in an instant was once a scene that belonged only to Xinbu.
The outermost Pit Fiend realized the danger of the ice balls. Even though he could barely see them due to his size, he still tried to intercept them with his weapon.
As a result, it became the first pit demon to be frozen into an ice sculpture.
“…It really makes me miss it.”
Apodel, who had already lowered the Pegasus's altitude in advance, muttered softly.
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