Witch Monastery

Life drinker.

The effect of this magic summoning is that your contracted weapon will cause a certain amount of additional dark erosion type damage when hitting the enemy - that is, erosion of internal organs, etc. - the degree of damage is related to your charm attribute.

For Hawthorne, who has 20 points of charisma, which is already the highest among the mortals, the value of this magic energy summoning cannot be said to be small. It is almost like a qualitative change, which allows his melee continuous output ability to step onto a whole new level!

However, this was not the end. Then, a brand new interface appeared in front of him. At level 12, he had another chance to choose a specialty.

There are many other specialties to choose from. Although he has mastered the two specialties of "Power Attack" and "Blade of Heroes" through long-term and unremitting training, for players who want to use a double-headed sword for close combat, there are also a series of specialties such as "Blade Mastery", "Mastered Smash", "Cleave", "Flexible Movement", etc.

At the same time, as a spellcaster, he wants to organically combine weapon combat and spells, so he also needs to obtain the "Battlefield Caster" feat.

Maybe each of them is not a core expertise, but after you get each one, you can increase your damage by a small amount. When you multiply them all together, it's a huge amount, making it impossible to give up.

But, in general, these are still combat expertise related to muscle memory. As long as he is willing to use his brain and practice more, with the help of the current third-level training ground, he can master one in a few months.

Therefore, the precious opportunity to directly acquire expertise provided by leveling up should be used to acquire those metamagic expertise that are more difficult to learn.

As for which metamagic feat to take, Hawthorne already had a choice in his mind.

Upgraded spell!

The effect of this metamagic feat is that when you cast a spell that has a special effect on an enemy, you force the enemy to have disadvantage on saving throws against that spell.

For example, after long-term training and the magical invocation of "magic will", spells that would affect people's will and thinking, such as charm people, hypnotic patterns, fear, etc., basically had no effect on him.

But if the enemy spellcaster uses the metamagic feat of "Upgraded Spells" before casting the spell, the effectiveness of these spells will be doubled, and there will be a great probability of breaking through the psychological defenses constructed by Hawthorne's "magic will", forcing his mind to be affected by the spell!

This is the effect of this metamagic feat, and he chose this because he was disgusted by the previous battle.

Previously, when he used Banishing Slash to attack the incarnation of Mephistopheles and the fallen angel Sulfaro, both of them relied on their powerful strength to withstand the effect of Banishing.

Among them, the incarnation of Mephistopheles is a legendary strong man after all, so it is not surprising that he can withstand it; as a former angel, Sulfaro is extremely charming, so it is not surprising that he can withstand it - after all, the attribute of "charm" not only attracts people, but also includes a natural affinity for supernatural energy, which is tolerated by the material world itself, so it is not surprising that Sulfaro can withstand the effect of exile.

But having said that, every time he used the "Exile Slash", the effect would be resisted by the opponent, as if he had just slashed him with an ordinary blow. This experience still made Hawthorne extremely sick!

This time, there is only one enemy, Sulfaro, so I still have time to prepare various back-up plans.

What if there are many such powerful enemies from other worlds in the future, and I can’t exile them one by one? Wouldn’t that be disgusting?

This was his current thought, greatly influenced by the course of the battle last night. After weighing the pros and cons, he made his own choice.

Metamagic expertise, upgraded spells!

After making the selection, new knowledge was injected into his mind, giving him new abilities. The upgrade interface disappeared, and Hawthorne couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the huge 15,000 purification points he had consumed, and the fact that he only had one magic summon and one specialty upgrade, and not even an increase in his mana limit. It was such a pitiful gain.

Well, subsequent improvements still depend on your own efforts.

After expressing his feelings, he decided not to stay in bed any longer. It was already late, so he got up with Heidi, changed clothes, washed up, and went downstairs to prepare for dinner.

The rest of the people on the ship had also gotten up and gathered together. The dark angels had just arrived in such an unfamiliar environment, and they were nervous and curious. They looked around, touched here and there, but did not dare to use force for fear of breaking something.

Malena was sitting in the center with her big belly. Next to her, Shapiro was like a little child. He wanted to help take care of her but didn't dare to. In the end, Willow, who also had experience in pregnancy, took care of her and used natural magic to make her feel at ease.

Adele was distributing food to the girls. Although there were suddenly more than a hundred people, there was no need to worry about the food on the ship. With two druids, Willow and Adele, there were enough magical berries, one of which could meet a person's daily nutritional needs.

The fresh water in the Dark Lake can be drunk directly. After all, no matter how evil the Dark Elves are, even if they can summon demons, they will not discharge the demonic pollution directly into the Dark Lake, so it can be drunk with confidence.

It was not until this moment that Hawthorne finally had the time to ask in detail what had happened to Malena.

In front of the nuns who had been taking care of her, Malena did not hide anything and told them everything that happened after she was forcibly brought here by Sulfaro, the purpose of this fallen angel, the origin of those people who were exactly like her, her cooperation with the dark elves, etc. She told them everything in detail and answered every question.

After hearing this, everyone present had extremely complicated expressions, even Hannie, who was also a dark elf, was no exception.

There was no other reason. This kind of thing was simply too unbelievable. Even the dark elves thought it was too bold and blasphemous.

Chapter 603 One Hundred Girls' Names

After all, directly shaping life is a privilege that only gods have during the creation of the world, and now the gods no longer use it. What Sulfaro did was an encroachment on the gods and a blasphemy against life.

Hawthorne's expression was also distorted, and he felt a little numb. This matter was beyond his understanding. Even though he came from the future, the distant 21st century, he didn't know how to deal with such a thing.

As for cloning, he was aware of this thing, but because it was unethical to treat clones no matter how, the world in his previous life simply banned it.

But this is a fantasy world, where everything is possible. With the blessing of the omnipotent magic, Sulfaro created a hundred adult clones by himself!

Even their bodies have been modified and can replicate themselves continuously, making them both combat weapons and reproductive machines!

This made Hawthorne feel extremely sympathetic towards them, but he didn't know how to arrange their future: he couldn't even pretend that these girls were not clones but a group of girls from far away who had lost their homes. After all, they all looked exactly the same, and anyone could see that something was wrong!

Headache……

However, since he had already decided to take care of the affairs of these dark angels, Hawthorne did not intend to regret it. He just shook his head, put these troubles behind him for the time being, and then looked at Marlena and said, "Have you named them?"

Marlena continued, "Oh, the first dark angel. I've thought of a name for her."

As she spoke, she looked at the girl tenderly, reached out and gently stroked her hair, and said, "I'll name her Sona Hawthorne, which is also your last name. What do you think?"

Hawthorne rubbed his temples and felt his scalp tingling again. After all, "Hawthorne" is not his last name, but his real name!

However, it had been so long, and there was no way to change it. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and nodded, "Okay."

Marlena smiled at him, then glanced at the other girls and said softly, "But these, they all suddenly grew up last night, and I didn't even have time to name them."

"Father, you are a cultured person, how about you name them?"

Hawthorne swallowed and looked at the hundred people with trepidation.

One hundred names, and I have to pick them all?!

No--!

He felt his scalp tingling, and then suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. He whispered in his heart: "System, is there any automatic naming service? Quick, search for 'Western female names' for me!"

The light blue screen that only he could see began to flicker, and lines of information appeared. Hawthorne gradually gained confidence, stood up, and walked towards the

The nearest dark angel said solemnly, "In the name of the goddess of life, I wish you to grow up to be a helpful girl. Therefore, on behalf of the goddess, I will give you the name 'Alexia Hawthorne'..."

Across from her, the dark angel girl blinked her big eyes that were as gentle as water, and a light flickered in her black pupils.

"Yes, Father." She suddenly opened her red lips and repeated in an ethereal voice like a baby: "My name is 'Alexia Hawthorne'..."

Hawthorne suddenly felt that a wonderful connection had been established between him and the girl, but the feeling quickly disappeared, leaving him wondering if it was just an illusion.

But he did not delay, and then walked to the next girl and continued: "In the name of the goddess of life, I wish you to grow up to be a wise and long-lived girl. Therefore, on behalf of the goddess, I will give you the name 'Belinda Hawthorne'..."

……

He repeated this process for an hour. Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, he had named all the one hundred dark angels.

Almost everyone was amazed at the knowledge stored in his head, but no one knew that he was actually always looking at his system, his fingers sliding up and down to ensure that the first letters of the names he gave to the girls were different so as to avoid being discovered.

But in short, this trip was a mess. After picking the last name, Hawthorne let out a long breath, sat back in his seat, looked at the girls in front of him who were full of joy and curiosity, asking each other's names, and smiled: "That's about it."

As he spoke, he looked at the clothes that didn't fit them well. Some were loose, some were tight, some were tight around the neck, and some were exposed at the ankles. In short, the strange clothes made people feel uncomfortable for them. He couldn't help but frowned slightly: "Ah... I have to help them change clothes later."

As he spoke, he sighed again. As for changing clothes, I'm afraid I'll have to wait until I get to the market across from the Dark Lake to buy some. I just don't know if there are so many sets of clothes that fit me for sale there.

Oh, and buy them masks to cover their faces. A hundred identical faces can easily cause panic.

He was thinking this, and at this moment, Heidi suddenly said, "Wait, Hawthorne, didn't we just seize a hundred sets of full-body plate armor, as well as matching helmets, boots, and weapons?"

"Although these things are a bit heavy to wear, they seem to fit them well, and at least they can keep them warm. Since there are not enough clothes now, why not just let them all wear them? Isn't that just right?"

She suggested this, and Hawthorne nodded: "Well, this is the only way."

As he said this, an idea suddenly occurred to him, and he slapped his forehead: "Wait, isn't this a coincidence? Let me take out those plate armors, this seems to be a bit problematic..."

Everyone stood up without delay, except Shapiro who was accompanying Malena who was pregnant and unwilling to move, and went downstairs.

They came to the storage level, opened the warehouse, moved out all the boxes inside, and then opened them one by one and took out all the plate armor inside.

Sona walked over somewhat at a loss, and under the instructions of everyone, she took off her coat first, revealing her snow-white shoulders and the black bra that covered her towering breasts. Her flat but toned belly looked particularly sexy.

She still had little gender awareness and did not avoid Hawthorne's gaze. She then untied her shoulder straps and took off her bra before preparing to put on the plate armor lining.

Hawthorne returned to the upper level somewhat awkwardly, leaving the other girls behind to help her put on her armor. Five minutes later, when she had put on her armor, she let them all go back to the upper level together.

Looking at the specially made plate armor that fits people of all shapes and sizes perfectly, even the breasts that are fuller than those of ordinary people are properly accommodated, and it does not hinder breathing or leave any additional weaknesses for the enemy, Hawthorne could not help but sigh: "This is tailor-made for them!"

He was in a good mood, and wearing this outfit and a helmet, their identical faces were covered, and there was no need to buy new masks.

With a smile on her lips, Malena looked at the dark angel in plate armor. The more she looked at her, the more she felt that she was heroic and beautiful. Naturally, she liked her very much in her heart.

"Turn around and let me see your back." She said, and the dark angel turned her back, and Malena saw that there were two vertical openings on her back, as if to make it easier for something to stick out from inside.

Seeing those two openings, Marlena’s smile froze.

"Sona." She called softly, "Spread your wings and let me see."

The dark angel blinked, and then two dark red wings spread out from behind her, and just came out from the two openings behind the plate armor without the slightest deviation.

Seeing this, even Hawthorne suddenly understood what was going on: "Wait, this..."

Not only does it fit the body shape perfectly, but even the dark angels' wings can be spread, and the plate armor is designed accordingly!

So this can't be a coincidence at all, this is tailor-made for them!

Scratching his hair, he called out, "Celine, when you searched Sulfaro's lair, did you find any documents or transaction vouchers?"

"I suspect that these plates are what Sulfaro bought.

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Everyone was exhausted last night, and it was she, Die, and a dark angel who went to clean up the spoils.

Hawthorne was really tired at the time and had no energy to ask about this matter, so he finally had time to ask how much had been looted.

Celine shook her head: "No, I didn't search through the documents carefully. I was only focused on finding the spoils."

As she spoke, her expression was somewhat frustrated. "There weren't many spoils. Most of them were various strange magical materials. They were probably used to support her evil experiment."

"There aren't many magic items here, but surprisingly, I found 10,000 completely sealed gold dragon coins."

Hawthorne's eyes lit up.

Dragon gold!

The exchange rate of Dragon Gold issued by Golden Dragon is relatively stable, and can basically maintain a ratio of one to ten with the gold coins of the Goddess of Wealth.

In other words, just this time, 100,000 gold coins were looted from Sulfaro's lair!

But, if it is exactly 100,000...

Chapter 604: The Prototype of the Dark Angels

"Mr. Lotun!" Hawthorne called out to the beholder on the deck, "How much would this custom-made plate armor cost from the gray dwarves?"

The disabled eye demon slowly floated over, glanced downward with its huge main eye, and after a moment of silence, said: "According to my understanding, this kind of plate armor costs about 1,500 gold coins per set. If it is specially customized, it will require additional processing fees, plus these matching weapons, helmets and boots, hmm..."

He estimated and said, "If it's one hundred sets, it will probably cost two hundred thousand gold coins. Because the total amount is large, the gray dwarves may ask for a deposit of half first, and then the balance of the other half when the goods are delivered."

Hawthorne nodded slightly, already having an idea in his mind.

Then, everything fits in!

The 10,000 dragon gold pieces that Celine collected and packed in Sulfaro's lair were probably the balance for the gray dwarves!

Wow, this is really a coincidence... Tsk, it can't be considered a coincidence. After all, I was going to capture Sulfaro, and these gray dwarves were going to deliver goods to her. They were on the same route, so it was not surprising that they met.

What's more, I didn't go looking for them myself. These guys saw that my boat was small and there were few people on it, so they became greedy and prepared to come and rob me, so they handed all the equipment to me.

Hawthorne's mouth curled up slightly, and he was in a very happy mood. He then looked at the first dark angel, watching her wearing plate armor, but still moving freely, and even picking up a sword and swinging it a few times, and he knew that these were the most suitable weapons and armor for them.

What a pity, despite all the scheming and planning, in the end, it all ended up being for nothing!

Well, I have to make fun of her.

But even thinking this way, Hawthorne did not go to find her right now. This fallen angel was still arrogant, so he planned to leave her alone first and deal with the things at hand before dealing with him.

Then he said to Heidi, "Since there are no more clothes, take out the remaining plate armor and let the girls wear it."

Heidi did as she was told, took the girls downstairs, took out the plate armor, and helped each other put it on. Hawthorne did not follow, but the rustling sound of clothes and the girls' occasional surprised sighs made him feel itchy.

After about half an hour of struggle, at Heidi's signal, more than a hundred dark angels wearing full body plate armor spread their wings, flew out from the bottom layer, and flew to the front deck of the ship.

They lined up neatly, their eyes sparkling with coldness. They looked intimidating without any further action, and it was easy to understand why Sulfaro was so persistent in creating such a team!

It's really likable...

Hawthorne sighed in his heart, and then asked around, and found that with the strength and physical fitness of these girls, the burden of wearing these plate armors was actually very light. They would only feel a little heavy when flying, but it was not a big problem.

After all, these plate armors were just temporary things for them to wear before they got the right clothes. When they reached the shore and gave the girls the right clothes, these plate armors would be put aside for the time being.

After that, breakfast, or more precisely, lunch time, was over, and everyone went about their own business. Hawthorne made some arrangements, freeing up the largest central space, and then asked Die, the most knowledgeable memory witch, to lead them in learning the basic common sense that they should know about the surface world.

Malena went back to her room to rest, Heidi went to urge the boat to sail, Celine went to light the bow to guard against possible enemies, and Shapiro went to supervise the gray dwarves rowing as an auxiliary power for the boat.

Willow and Adele called Lotun to continue to perfect their map, while Hawthorne himself returned to the captain's room on the top floor to continue his learning of magic summoning.