Chapter 256: One Man Makes an Army

In the afternoon, the airship landed in the town of Lorente, and Crown saw that the place had changed a lot.

There is a wall more than ten meters high standing on the coastline. If the fish people want to attack, they can only take the river. However, the estuary has been modified and the water is turbulent and difficult to pass.

Iron barrels and firewood were placed in a disorderly manner on the rocks about seventy or eighty meters away from the city wall. The barrels were filled with kerosene and other flammable materials.

If the murlocs' attacks are particularly fierce at night, the defenders will ignite the fuel to create a belt of fire to block the enemy's attacks.

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

Griffin said: "Although the attacks of the fishmen are getting more and more fierce, they are not the main threat to us. The dream pollution from the evil gods at night is what we need to guard against.

I suggest that we split into two groups and take turns to participate in the night vigil. The advantage of this is that those who do not participate in the night vigil can stay in the sanctuary, reduce the spiritual pollution they are exposed to, and maintain their fighting power. "

It is known to the top leaders that there is an evil god sleeping in the ocean. This is just the pollution caused by the evil god's unconscious thought energy.

It is better to avoid contact with this level of pollution as much as possible, otherwise it will be very difficult to remove.

Savage said, "That's fine with me. Let's form a group with people from our church."

The Brotherhood and the City Hall men were closer allies, always joining 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 and repel the attacks of the fishmen, we have the final say on what to do.

How many days does each team have to keep watch? Rotating once a day would affect our sleep at night."

Savage smiled and said, “It’s best to rotate once every seven days. According to feedback from other bishops, it’s more difficult to purify spiritual pollution after seven consecutive days of accumulation.

How about rotating every five days? This way we can both get some rest and if something unexpected happens, we can also hold on for two more days."

Before coming, he had thought of the basic countermeasures.

Yennefer said, "Five days...Okay, which group will be in charge of the night watch first?"

"Then let our group go first."

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

"Thank you very much, bishops. I have some personal matters to attend to. Excuse me."

Yennefer bowed slightly and left quickly, and Griffin followed the warlock.

Savage shook his head and said, "Why just agree to stay up all night? At least draw lots!"

Clown smiled and said, "No one can be lazy in the night watch mission. Do it early and don't do it late. I will let you see my new method tonight."

His words aroused the other party's curiosity, and Savage spoke with interest: "What new method? Is it your spirit control method? If you ask me, why don't you choose a fire element spirit control? Not only will it have an additional attack method, it may also increase your flame fighter's physique. Why do you have to choose an iron lump?"

"Iron lump?!"

Clown laughed: "This is ten thousand times stronger than a lump of iron."

This is my Transformer. It can use long-range artillery to devastate the ground, and it can also engage in close combat. As the spirit becomes stronger, it will be able to devour more metal. One day, the Spark Cube will be able to become a guardian-level existence.

Savage curled his lips, obviously not believing it.

Clown did not explain further. Facts speak louder than words. He stood up and said:

"I'll go see if the lab is ready."

In the next few days, he would live a life of alchemy during the day and vigil and meditation on the Golden Light Mantra at night.

. . . .

The waves of the sea gradually subsided, the gray fog submerged the small town of Lorente, tiny lights lit up, and the roars of fish people were heard in the distance.

There were also faint whispers in Crown's ears, full of temptation and malice, which made people feel irritated.

Without releasing the secret method of the Purifying Heart Mantra to increase the resistance of one's will, he wanted to try whether his proficiency in the Golden Light Mantra could be improved after being contaminated by the evil god.

"Quack!"

Fukin flapped his wings, flew over from the seaside, and landed next to Crown. The master and pet began to communicate with each other through the spiritual connection...

Savage shouted, "Your pet bird has completely mutated. If I hadn't seen it before, I would not have recognized it as a crow, and a crow that can fly at night."

"Quack!"

Fu Jin cried out twice in dissatisfaction, spread his wings and flew away, with a golden feather circling and falling down.

Clown caught the feather and said with a smile:

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

As the master, he understood Fukuin's mentality and realized that the crow no longer regarded himself as a crow.

The ability to fly at night is nothing at all. Fujin can now spit out golden fireworks from his mouth and his eyes can emit strange spiritual light, which can actually slow down the movements of this spirit.

Crown himself did not possess these special abilities, and 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 fog and said carelessly:

"How can it retaliate against me? I am a bishop, how can I be afraid of a crow?! Let me see your spirit control now, those fishmen are ready to make a move.

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

Not far from the city wall, the merman troops were already gathering. Some of the mermen had a fleshy whisker hanging from their heads with a glowing ball at the end. They must have been transformed from deep-sea fish.

These fishmen were much stronger than those he had seen in the past, and looked 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 fired out of the barrels, dragging flames.

Afterwards, the clone took the burning hot barrel back into its body and recreated two new loaded shells.

The metal clone fired twenty groups of shots with extremely high efficiency. The shells landed in the densest position of the murloc formation. Limbs flew everywhere, and a large number of murlocs were directly killed, leaving several huge craters in the distance.

After precise calculation, four to five bullets fell into each crater.

The explosion of a shell not only causes direct casualties, but also secondary damage from shock waves and shrapnel.

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

Before the fishmen's attack even began, there were already heavy casualties. Not only did their attack not get stopped, but the blood of their companions only fueled their brutality.

Savage pointed at the group of fish in the distance and said with a smile,

"This attack looks good, but it seems to have backfired. Did you see those big guys?

In the past, their appearance meant the most dangerous moment had arrived, and this type of fishman only appeared a few times a month."

Following his hand, Crown saw several murlocs with dark purple skin.

These murlocs are twice as tall as other murlocs, and their presence clearly stands out from the crowd.

Crown locked onto two of them and immediately gave orders to the metal clones.

He discovered that the spirit-controlling clone could inherit some of his talents, and if necessary, the clone could fire shells as accurately as he did.

Probably inheriting his talents of super vision, dynamic vision and precise etiquette, the metal clone was able to fire multiple shells into the same crater.

Upon receiving his order, a six-barrel launch device immediately appeared on the back of the metal clone, which looked very much like a missile launcher.

Flashes of fire lit up Savage's eyes, and just as he felt his vision returning to normal, another round of shells was fired.

After this happened several times, the metal clone stopped.

Savage looked into the distance and found that the murloc's attack was slowing down. He looked carefully, but the leader-level dark purple murlocs seemed to have evaporated and he couldn't find any.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Clown smiled confidently and asked:

"How effective is it? Is it ten thousand times stronger than an ordinary iron lump?"

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

He dared to guarantee that in this situation, even if Savage put on his full body armor and released the flame guard, he would be shot as cannon fodder.

Before Savage could answer, he heard the soldiers on the city wall burst into thunderous cheers.

Every appearance of the dark purple murlocs means the start of a life-and-death battle. The murlocs will attack like crazy and the attack will last until the next morning.

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

The murloc's attack did not last long and ended hastily. Under the surgical precision strikes of the metal clone, most of the high-level murlocs were eliminated.

As the murloc retreated, Fujin flew back with a shiny ball of flesh in his mouth.

Clown could tell that it was the kind of fleshy ball that grew on the fleshy whiskers on the top of the merman's head, and it looked pink in color.

Savage gave a thumbs up and said solemnly:

"I give in. One man is an army."

It feels so damn good to have teammates like this.

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

If he used a few specially made golden shells regardless of the cost, he felt that he could kill the silver-level monster.

"There shouldn't be any danger tonight. Let's go and enjoy our relaxing time. They will notify us if anything goes wrong."

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

The two of them chatted for a while and then went about their own business.

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 mumbling could accelerate the improvement of the golden light spell.

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

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

He smiled silently. This time, the visualization increased his proficiency by forty-two points. Normally, the value increased by one visualization was only about twenty points. The efficiency was more than doubled.

What is the evil god? It is just a stepping stone for my progress.

Clown praised himself narcissistically in his heart and continued to visualize.

If luck comes, be sure to grab it.

You have to be ruthless when you are fleecing the evil spirit. One day in the future, when you use the Golden Light Spell that was created with the evil spirit’s help to deal with the evil spirit, it will definitely feel particularly funny.

No words were spoken that night.

. . . .

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

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

First, melt the silver in the magic crucible. After a series of operations with a sense of technology and magic such as pressurization, catalytic reaction, elemental impact, etc., it takes more than two hours and twenty minutes to complete the initial refining.

Next, after about an hour of purification, you can get the mithril that meets the requirements.

If there is a problem in any process during the manufacturing process, all the previous efforts will be wasted. The alchemist must stay focused at all times, otherwise all his work will be in vain.

It takes two hundred pounds of silver to produce one pound of mithril. The quality of silver that Crown refines each time is about five pounds.

He used up all of his free time during the day and was only able to carry out three rounds of refining, and that was as a result of him using the Golden Light Mantra to restore his energy.

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

With the golden wall, Crown can always maintain high efficiency, and the success rate is the least of his worries.

He calculated that if he stopped taking on missions and had time to do alchemy all day, he would be able to maintain five rounds of refining every day for a month.

That is to say, within a month after finishing his trip to Lorent, he would be able to collect enough mithril for the sublimation array.

When he was about to go back, he informed the archbishop of the good news and also asked him to prepare other materials for the sublimation array.

The sooner he advances to the silver rank, the more at ease he will be able to step into the alienated area near Hamers City and improve the Golden Light Spell as quickly as possible. Maybe he will be able to find the trace of that star creature.

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

The bishop has already told us that we need to stay focused when conducting experiments and refuse to be interrupted. If there is an emergency, write it down so that he will notice it.

Crown finished the refining work, took a break to relax his mind, and then visualized the Golden Light Mantra to restore his consumed energy.

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

"Your Excellency, Bast has regained consciousness 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 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 dreams come true and may you soar high in the sky.

(End of this chapter)