Chapter 256 One Man Makes an Army

In the afternoon, the airship landed in the town of Lorent, and Crown saw that the place had changed drastically.

There is a city wall more than ten meters high standing on the coastline. If the fishmen want to attack, they can only take the river. However, the entrance to the sea has been modified and the water flow is so fast that it is difficult to pass.

On the rocks 70 to 80 meters away from the city wall, iron barrels and firewood were placed haphazardly, and the barrels contained kerosene and other flammable substances.

If the murloc attack is very fierce at night, the defenders will light these fuels to create a fire belt to block the enemy's attack.

After Crown and others completed the handover of work, a meeting was held.

Griffin said: "Although the fish-men's attacks are becoming more and more fierce, they are not the main threat to us. The dream pollution from the evil god at night is what we need to be particularly prepared for.

I suggested that we divide into two groups and take turns participating in the night vigil. The advantage of this is that those who do not participate in the vigil can stay in the sanctuary, reducing spiritual pollution and maintaining fighting capacity. "

There is an evil god sleeping in the ocean, which is something that the higher-ups know. This is just pollution caused by the thinking energy unconsciously emitted by the evil god.

It is better to have as little contact with this level of pollution as possible, otherwise it will be particularly troublesome to remove.

Savage said: "I have no problem, let's go together with people from our church."

Closer allies were the fraternities and the town hall men, who always joined forces to fight for the interests of the church.

"Can."

Griffin nodded and turned his gaze to Yennefer, silently asking for her opinion.

The sorceress said: "I agree, as long as we can defend this place well and repel the fish people's attack, we have the final say on how to do it.

How many consecutive days does each group keep vigil? Rotating it once a day is too disruptive to your sleep at night. "

Savage smiled and said: "It is best to rotate it within seven days. According to feedback from other bishops, it will be more troublesome to purify after spiritual pollution accumulates for seven consecutive days.

How about rotating it every five days? In this way, we can not only ensure our own rest, but also have the ability to cover an extra two days in case of emergencies. "

Before coming, he had thought of basic countermeasures.

Yennefer said: "Five days... okay, which group will be responsible for keeping vigil first?"

"Then let's let our group go first."

Crown wanted to test the power of the metal clone's gunfire as soon as possible, so he simply agreed.

"Thank you very much to the two bishops. I still have some personal matters to deal with. Please excuse me."

Yennefer bowed slightly and saluted, then left quickly, and Griffin also left behind the warlock.

Savage shook his head and said: "Why do you directly agree to keep vigil? At least you have to draw lots!"

Crown smiled and said: "No one can be lazy in the task of keeping vigil. Do it early and don't do it late. I will let you see my new method at night."

His words aroused the curiosity of the other party, and Savage spoke with interest:

"What new method is it, your spirit master method?

If you ask me, why don't you choose a fire elemental to control the spirit? Not only does it have an additional attack method, but it may also increase the physique of the flame warrior. Why do you have to choose an iron lump? "

"Iron lump?!"

Crown laughed: "This is 10,000 times stronger than an iron lump."

This is my Transformer. It can not only clear the ground with ultra-long-distance artillery, but also can fight in close combat. When the spirit becomes stronger, it can swallow more metal. One day, the spirit of the Fire Cube can become a guardian. A god-level existence.

Savage curled his lips, obviously not believing it.

Crown didn't explain much. Facts speak louder than words. He stood up and said:

"I'm going to see if the lab is ready."

In the next few days, he will live a life of alchemy during the day and vigil at night meditating on the golden light spell.

. . . .

The waves of the sea gradually subsided, and the gray fog submerged the town of Lorent. Dots of lights lit up, and the roars of the fishmen could be heard in the distance.

In Croun's ears, there were still vague whispers, full of confusion and malice, which made people feel irritated.

There was no secret method to improve will resistance like releasing the Pure Heart Curse. He wanted to see if he could increase his proficiency in the Golden Light Curse after being contaminated by the evil god.

"Quack"

Fujin flapped his wings, flew over from the seaside, and landed next to Crown. The owner and the pet began to exchange information through spiritual links...

Savage shouted: "Your pet bird has mutated completely. If I hadn't seen it before, I would never have recognized it as a crow or a crow that can fly at night."

"Quack"

Fu Jin screamed twice in dissatisfaction, spread his wings and flew away, and a golden feather circled and fell.

Crown caught the feather and said with a smile:

"Fujin understands what we say. Now it is angry. Be careful to retaliate against you in the future."

As a master, he understood Fujin's mentality. He understood that the crow no longer regarded him as a crow.

The ability to fly at night is nothing at all. Fu Jin can now spray golden fireworks from his mouth and emit strange auras from his eyes. These auras can actually slow down the movements of this spirit body.

Kroun himself did not possess these special abilities. He did not know what kind of mutation Fujin had undergone to unlock such abilities.

Savage looked at the golden light disappearing in the gray mist and said carelessly:

"How can it retaliate against me? How can I, a bishop, be afraid of a crow?! Let me take a look at your spirit master. Those fishmen are already ready to move.

If you move slower, these ordinary soldiers will shoot. "

Not far from the city wall, the murlocs were already gathering. Some of the murlocs had a flesh whisker hanging from their heads, with a glowing ball at the end. They should be transformed from deep-sea fish.

These murlocs were much stronger than those he had seen in the past, and they were more unscrupulous.

Klauen summoned the Fire Cube and quickly condensed a metal clone.

The clone allocated more metal to the lower limbs and made the soles of the feet wider.

This can lower the center of gravity and effectively disperse the recoil.

Two bronze-colored gun barrels as thick as thighs appeared on the shoulders of the metal clone, and two shells were dragged out of the barrel with flames.

Then, the clone recovered the burning hot gun barrels into its body and re-created two new loaded shells.

The metal clone fired twenty groups of shots with extremely high efficiency. The landing points of the shells were all in the densest position of the murloc formation. Only the limbs flew, a large number of murlocs were directly killed, and several huge craters were left in the distance.

After precise calculations, four to five shells fell into each crater.

The explosion of the shells not only caused direct casualties, but also secondary damage from shock waves and shrapnel.

The damage from the shock waves was negligible to the thick-skinned fishmen, but the shells exploded in the enemy group, and the shrapnel also caused considerable damage.

Before the fishmen's attack began, there were a large number of casualties. Not only did it not stop their attack, but the blood of their companions stimulated their brutality.

Savage pointed to the group of fishmen in the distance and laughed:

"This attack looks okay, but it seems to be counterproductive. Did you see those big guys?

In the past, their appearance meant that the most dangerous moment had arrived. This kind of fishmen only appeared a few times a month."

Klauen followed his hand and saw several fishmen with dark purple skin.

These fishmen were twice as tall as other fishmen, and their appearance was obviously outstanding.

Klauen locked onto two of them and immediately gave orders to the metal clone.

He found that the spirit-controlling clone could inherit some of his talents. If necessary, the clone could fire shells as accurately as he shot.

It should be inherited from his super vision, dynamic vision and precise etiquette talents. The metal clone can fire multiple shells into the same crater.

After receiving his order, the metal clone's back immediately transformed into a six-barrel launcher, which looked very much like a missile launcher.

Flames lit up Savage's eyes. When he just felt his vision return to normal, another round of shells was fired.

This happened again and again, and the metal clone stopped moving.

Savage looked far away and found that the fishman's attack was delayed. He looked carefully, and the leader-level dark purple fishman seemed to have evaporated, and he didn't find any.

Klauen smiled confidently and asked:

"How is the effect? ​​Is it 10,000 times stronger than ordinary iron lumps?"

The metal clone that can provide precise firepower must not be speculated by common sense.

He dared to guarantee that in this case, Savage put on his full body armor and released the flame guard, and he was destined to be shot into cannon fodder.

Before Savage answered, he heard the soldiers on the wall burst into cheers like a tsunami.

Every time the dark purple fishman appeared, it meant entering the life-and-death assault stage. The fishmen would attack like crazy and continue until the next morning.

Since the city wall was built, most of the casualties of the soldiers occurred when the dark purple fishmen appeared.

The attack of the fishmen did not last long and ended hastily. Under the surgical precision strikes of the metal clones, most of the high-level fishmen were eliminated.

When the fishmen retreated, Fu Jin flew back with a shiny meat ball in his mouth.

Clown saw that this was the kind of meat ball that grew on the flesh whiskers on the top of the fishmen's heads, and it looked pink.

Savage gave a thumbs up and said solemnly:

"I surrender, one man makes an army."

It feels so damn good to have such teammates.

"Thank you", Clown laughed and nodded, calmly accepting the compliment.

If he used a few special golden light shells regardless of the cost, he felt that he could kill the silver-level monsters.

"There shouldn't be any danger tonight. Let's go and enjoy a relaxing time. They will notify us if there is any change."

The two bishops left the front line, each leaving behind a personal guard. Clown left Del behind and then entered the temporary command room under the city wall.

The two of them chatted for a while and each did their own thing.

Clown took Fukin into the inner room. He first summoned the golden wall, memorized the proficiency data, and then began to visualize. He wanted to verify whether the evil god's whispering could accelerate the improvement of the golden light spell.

The whispering in his ear did not affect his rhythm at all. He visualized a cycle of golden light spell very smoothly and summoned the golden wall again.

[Golden Light Spell: 71986/100000; Level 2]

He smiled silently. This time, the visualization increased the proficiency by 42 points. Normally, the value increased by one visualization is only about 20 points, and the efficiency has more than doubled.

What is the evil god? Isn't it also a stepping stone for my progress.

Clown praised narcissistically in his heart and continued to visualize.

If luck comes, you must hold it tightly.

You have to be ruthless when you are fleecing the evil spirit. One day, using the Golden Light Curse that has the evil spirit's merits to deal with the evil spirit will definitely be a special kind of fun.

No words were spoken that night.

. . . .

Three days later, in the morning, Clown finished his night watch, slept for two hours, got up and entered the laboratory to start refining mithril.

Based on the chemical knowledge of his previous life, mithril should be considered an isotope of silver and needs to be refined from silver.

First, melt the silver in the magic crucible, and after a series of operations with a sense of technology and magic such as pressurization, catalytic reaction, element impact, etc., which takes more than two hours and twenty minutes, the primary refining can be completed.

Next, after about an hour of purification process, the qualified mithril can be obtained.

If there is a problem in the manufacturing process during the period, all the previous efforts will be wasted. The alchemist must always stay focused, otherwise it will be in vain.

Two hundred pounds of silver can get one pound of mithril. The weight of silver refined by Clown each time is about five pounds.

He used all his free time in the day and could only perform three rounds of refining. This was the result of his recovery of energy with the Golden Light Mantra.

An ordinary senior alchemist will only perform two rounds of refining work every day, and will rest for one day every three days to recover the consumed energy, otherwise the success rate will drop seriously.

With the golden wall, Clown can always maintain high efficiency, and the success rate is the least worrying issue for him.

He calculated that if he no longer had time to do alchemy all day, he could maintain five rounds of refining every day for a month.

In other words, within a month after the end of the trip to Lorent, he would be able to collect enough mithril for the sublimation array.

When he was ready to go back, he would inform the archbishop of the good news and inform him to help him prepare other materials for the sublimation array.

The earlier he advances to the silver level, he can step into the alienated area near Hammers City with more peace of mind and improve the golden light spell as quickly as possible. Maybe he can find the trace of the star creature.

At noon, Del walked in, wrote a sentence on the notebook on the experimental table, and walked out again.

The bishop has already explained that you need to stay focused when conducting experiments and refuse to be disturbed. If there is an emergency, write it down and you will notice it.

After finishing the refining work, Clown took a break to relax his mind, and then visualized the Golden Light Mantra to restore his energy.

When he adjusted his state, he picked up the experimental record to check what Del had written just now.

‘Your Excellency, Bast has awakened and is in good health. Although he is a little tired, he is in good condition. ’

Good news, the black cat should have completed the advancement and become a second-level extraordinary creature.

Clown did not go to check it immediately. He wanted to complete today's refining task first, and then check the black cat's condition in detail when he was on guard at night.

Dear friends, happy New Year! I wish you all your wishes come true and you will be as powerful as a dragon in the sky.