"While traveling in other planes, I once met a Follower of High Virtue who was sucking on a distilled spirit. Sitting side by side at a tavern bar, like a badge of honor pinned to his sleeve, he flaunted his religion and told me about teachings based on science, mechanics, and discoveries.

In fact, as a descendant of the Imaska civilization, its proud design of the musket has been known for centuries. The antique firearms produced by the Cottman family arsenal are once all the rage.

But I have to admit that the Gorde is so similar to the Imaska of much older times, who believe that everything can be broken down and put back together. Even the mage's spell casting method is nothing more than a method of harnessing various energies - and these methods will one day be copied by their priest-inventor structures.

But he didn't mention the strict self-discipline that mages adhere to in order to perfect their skills, or that the acquisition of powerful magical powers is not a blessing, but is earned through continuous efforts day after day, year after year, or even tens or even hundreds of years. The power that can be controlled is their own power, and this power can only grow little by little, so mages often need to pursue it all their lives, which is very mysterious and realistic......"

- "Alain's Diary"

The ogre Naru's reply to Davishur's words was a blow with the momentum of the ebony barbed chain. But this heavy blow, faintly tinged with the sound of wind and thunder, died down in front of the powerful spellcaster's legendary staff. And the wielder of this obsidian staff, which can absorb kinetic energy, only smacked it with his backhand, and the blade, which was regarded as a treasure by the ogre blacksmith, came out of his hand, and flew ten digits in the air before falling headlong into the sand.

"Order: Shock!" The powerful enchantment spell directly turned the furious ogre strong man into a puppet with angry eyes but did not move, and was gently pushed by the purple-robed mage with a staff and fell to the ground. Davish's easy defeat of a warrior who could wrestle with the Shark Lizard undoubtedly intimidated the surrounding Desert Elf warriors with bows and arrows and spears held high, but also angered the other two ogres who cared about their brothers. After transitioning from the vaporized state, Blue shoved a handful of devil pepper into his mouth and chewed it twice, spewing out flames comparable to the breath of an angry dragon with all his might, while Paru, who stepped out of the shadows, wielded the Troll's Skull Staff, spewing slime armor to protect his brother, and firing a fire-fueling potion to help Blue's breath attack.

The more lethal attack came from the paladin who had just cleared the outer shark lizards, and this powerful warrior had just jumped over the heads of many desert elf warriors. The heavy armor on his body and the greatsword he held in his hand did not seem to cause any hindrance, but only increased the power of his volley. He saw the scene where Nalu's ebony thorn staff's kinetic energy attack was absorbed just now, so at the same time as he slashed in the air, he drummed up a surging holy power to perform "Sword Strike: Worship Good and Destroy Evil".

Not only does this martial art used by a powerful paladin have a powerful restraining effect on demons, but the seemingly innocuous light actually has the effect of dispelling spell barriers. In the face of the combined flame attack of the two ogre spellcasters, David'er, who was still unmoving, flickered his gaze, and the distance he teleported out was enough to avoid the edge of this sword. He had actually thought about using the Legendary Staff to block this attack, but after a quick calculation by his brain, he gave up this plan, after all, the obsidian staff was not easy to make.

It's just that he still missed a little, and the Holy Warrior's attack is not only the target of Davishur. Powerful warriors also fight with their heads, and Jensen, who has been specially trained, tries not to waste every ounce of his strength. "Sword Strike: Destroying Evil and Evil" slashed at the Khedive, who was in a state of virtual body, and even though the mother body of this beastly incarnation was in a state of separation from the material plane at the moment, it was still hit by the power of sublime goodness in every corner of the multiverse.

The protection of the void state can only delay the arrival of death at most, and once it is detached from this state, the void body that has been disintegrated will revert to the same fragmented real body. The shark lizard's eyes widened suddenly—apparently the pain hadn't been severed—and Jensen plunged his greatsword into the skull of the beast-eater. The paladin stared at the purple-robed mage in front of him with the hilt of his sword in hand, and spoke in silent words about his final verdict on evil.

"It's been years since anyone disobeyed my advice," Davishur's words were surprisingly understandable to the crowd—apparently the effect of some kind of spell. Although the words of his words were very harsh, there seemed to be no irritation at all, but a hint of encouragement: "But this will not affect the outcome of the problem in the slightest, I have fulfilled my promise." Compared to the physical body, the soulbinding mage needs more than the soul that carries the beastly nature. Mysterious spellcaster, you won't have to bother with it. ”

As he spoke, a large red gem emerged from the air, imprisoning the Khedive's soul that had been clinging to the Soul Crystal. Somehow, after showing off his work, David waved it away, his words and defiant gaze staring at an ape-shaped demon skull buried in the sand not far away. This is the legacy of a bone golem originally created by a steampunk half-lich and destroyed by a shark lizard.

At this time, the arthropods made of eight white bones around the skull crawled forward to the vicinity of the battlefield like some kind of alien spider. Through this creation, Snead can not only detect and observe the situation here, but he can even interfere with the progress of the battle by casting spells from a distance. Just when Davishur was forced back by the sword of the paladin Jensen, the half-lich tried to use his mastery soul spell to ingest the soul of the beast incarnation first. If his plan succeeds, then whether to torture or extract information directly from it will become easy for a spellcaster of the Necromantic School to be at ease.

It's a pity that Dawei Shuer, who is a master of chess, took the lead and snatched the soul of the shark lizard giant beast into his hands one step ahead. It no longer makes sense to continue to hide his body, and the soul fire in the white bone golem's skull instantly dissipated, turning into a cloud of gas that emitted a light purple soul halo - Sneid, who teleported along with the other members of the Quith team, relied on the method of coordinating the soul fire of the undead creature to cover his body. The mechanics worked, the gears engaged, and the pipes on the back of the half-lich metal prosthetic body absorbed all the gas into it, and the steampunk-style half-lich spellcaster appeared in front of another powerful spellcaster.

"It turned out to be a lich, no wonder he had such confidence," the ruby crystal appeared in Davissal's hand again, and then a small vortex dimensional passage to the unknown land appeared in his hand, and this time he threw it into it instead of putting it away. The elongated golden mask covering his face shimmered in the light of the torches, as if out of familiarity with the appearance of the mechanical creation, and his threatening words were all tinged with a serene tone: "I once destroyed one of your kind, though your aesthetic is much better in appearance. ”

"Considering the cognitive impairment that is prevalent in carbon-based organisms, I am also amazed by your identification with advanced culture. Sneijder suddenly realized that the creature in front of him, who was supposed to be human, was comparable to a certain mechanical warrior in terms of unlikability, so he chose to reply with the latter's classic "poisonous tongue" words.

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