Chapter 298: Magic Medicine

With the strong performance of Klauen, the Chimera troops were recalled. Without the support of the air combat units, relying only on flying beasts, they did not cause much trouble to our side.

The flames were like blooming red lotuses, the sky was painted orange-red, and the battlefield was filled with the aroma of burning protein.

After a while, the flying trained animals also returned as if they had received orders.

Crown did not pursue, but maintained a high altitude hovering beside the airship, feeling secretly regretful that the Chimeras that were killed fell into the enemy's camp, and his bone marrow and blood could not be collected.

The silver marrow is of no use to him anymore, but it can be used for trading or as a reward to his subordinates, both of which are good options.

On the ground in certain areas of the camp, a white light like frost bloomed, radiating out circular areas.

Clown saw clearly that it was the light of the magic circle.

After the magic circle was activated, the burning fire quickly became smaller and finally extinguished completely.

Frowning slightly, Klauen realized that an ice magic circle must have been activated, so the incendiary bombs were ineffective and he could only rely on bombs.

Before they had time to sigh, some stone towers in the enemy's camp lit up with a faint blue light, and groups of twisted gray shadows flew out from them.

The shadow rippled like river water rippling in the wind, and finally disappeared.

Crown immediately became alert and pushed his spiritual sense to the extreme.

A faint stench began to permeate the air and the temperature dropped rapidly. He realized that those gray shadows were spirits released by the enemy.

He immediately felt uneasy. The troops conducting the air raid tonight did not make any plans to deal with attacks by spirits. He did not know whether the magic circle on the airship's skin could block the spirits.

Without hesitation, Crown activated his life energy and released a golden light.

He transformed into an angel walking out of the sun. When the golden light came on, golden "snowflakes" immediately floated around him. They were the spiritual brilliance produced by the purification of evil spirits.

It's a waste. If you collect it, you will get at least a few hundred gold spirit coins.

Crown shook his head regretfully, flapping the wings behind him, and flew to another airship, releasing golden light again.

Regardless of whether the magic array embedded within the skin of the airship could defend against spirits, he needed to do everything he could.

The cultists on the ground looked at the golden figure in the sky and felt inexplicably frightened, as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

Somla's face was gloomy. His spiritual perception was the highest among the cultists. He could feel more deeply that the radiating golden light contained the powerful laws of light and fire.

Even the most powerful spirit would be burned into pieces of spiritual energy if it was within the range of the golden light.

Crown released golden light next to all the airships, and then he found that two large airships had stopped dropping bombs.

With a bad feeling in his heart, he flew to the front of the airship, wielded Thunderfury, and violently cut open the hatch.

He walked through the room quickly and found that there were no living people. Everyone had a look of fear on their faces and the moisture in their bodies had evaporated, as if they had been dried for days.

Fuck, there is a high-level evil spirit, most likely reaching the silver level, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why the second-level transcendent who participated in the bombing mission died so quickly.

Crown immediately went to the compartment where the engine was stored, destroyed the machine, and then left quickly.

The airship lost power and fell toward the ground, accelerating faster and faster.

As soon as Crown left the airship, he let out a long howl.

The high-pitched voice pierced the clouds and split the rocks, temporarily suppressing all other sounds. This was the signal to retreat.

The airship that was not in trouble began to climb, while the falling large airship hit the ground and caused a series of explosions.

A deafening sound resounded through the sky, and the crashed airship was shaken by the shock wave and flew upwards.

Crown saw that the building where the airship crashed looked like a sand castle, which was reduced to rubble in the explosion.

He flew to the large airship that was bouncing upwards, destroyed its braking system, and caused it to crash again. These out-of-control airships could not be left to the enemy.

He then flew upward, quickly following the retreating airship.

. . . .

Crown returned to the command airship where Flanders was and sighed softly.

There were a total of six large airships and four small airships participating in the mission, and only one small airship and four large airships returned.

These airships were the product of several months of accumulation by the Rhine Diocese, and most of the high-quality materials in stock had already been consumed. It would take a long time to put together such a lineup.

He consumed a lot of energy in this battle. Releasing the golden light not only consumed his life energy, but also a certain amount of Sunfire Liquid.

If the consumed Sunfire Liquid is made into Golden Light Talisman and converted into Talisman Water, it will be worth three to four thousand gold spirit coins.

Flanders walked in front and came forward, asking, "How is the battle going?"

“Not so good,” Klauen shook his head slightly. “The incendiary bombs we carried were restricted by the magic circle, and most of those injured and killed by the bombs were low-level transcendents and ordinary people.

The enemy released evil spirits and lost some airships.

I killed more than a dozen Chimeras in the air, and the last two airships crashed and flattened two buildings with a radius of 100 meters. This was the biggest gain tonight."

In short, this air raid failed to achieve the original mission objectives, and our side’s losses were greater than expected.

Flanders listened to the report carefully, compared it with the original plan in his mind, and said:

"Don't be discouraged. At least we have roughly figured out the defense structure of the enemy camp. If no spirits appear, I think this mission will be very successful.

It seems that it would be more effective to bomb openly during the day."

Spirits do not like sunlight and prefer to stay in dark places. The sunlight affects the activity of spirits.

There was not much disappointment on Cavendish's face, and he said in a deep voice:

"There is a magic circle in the enemy's camp, and the evil spirits are released from the stone towers. We can completely avoid the camp and attack the enemy while they are marching."

Lannister agreed, "Good plan. As long as we can injure the enemy and prevent their troops from advancing, it will be a good way to end the war."

What I want to ask is, did Lord Klauen really kill more than a dozen Chimeras?"

The warlock was a little bit unconvinced. They had killed a chimera with great difficulty some time ago. It didn't make sense that the chimera had become so powerful after just one month's absence.

Clown shrugged his shoulders and responded calmly:

"I can fly more flexibly than Chimera and I am also faster than the enemy. I just need to chop off Chimera's head with a sharp blade. It's simple."

Flanders smiled and said, "Okay, from now on, the task of protecting the bombing formation will be handed over to you. Did you save the Chimera's head in this operation?"

"Of course I kept it. These are all Golden Spirit Coins!"

Klauen smiled and nodded. In the space ring, there were 21 heads of Chimera that released the lightning balls.

Six thousand gold spirit coins were deposited into the account, which is much faster than making money by slowly accumulating wealth through industry.

However, releasing the golden light consumed a lot of Sunfire Liquid, and the purified spiritual essence was not obtained, so the actual profit from this operation was not that much.

There are not many Chimeras left alive in the cult camp, so he won't be able to get much of the money.

Having consumed a lot of energy and physical strength, now that he was relaxed, Clown felt a little tired: "I'm a little tired. I'll go back and rest."

After he left, Cavendish said, "It seems that even if these cultists rush to the Holy Fire Cathedral, we can defend ourselves."

Flanders was not so optimistic and shook his head slightly:

“Perhaps you haven’t noticed the cost of war. The unit price of ammunition consumed is not high, but the quantity is large. These high-quality bombs cost thousands of gold spirit coins.

The airship crash and the compensation for the dead soldiers were the biggest expenses.

Even if the three forces share the cost, it will still be a huge expense. Even if the war is won, it will also empty the family's coffers."

. . . .

The next day, the airship formation returned to Rhine City, and Crown received his reward, six thousand gold spirit coins fell into his hands.

He took out a thousand gold spirit coins and customized a small airship in case of emergency.

However, the current orders from the Rare Object Manufacturing Association are all for military use, so he needs to wait until the war is over before he can place an order.

Without staying in Rhine City for long, Crown meditated on the Golden Light Mantra, and when his energy and life force were mostly restored, he said goodbye and left.

He used the magic of flying to fly to the city of Hamers. His wings sparkled in the sunlight, leaving a brilliant golden afterimage behind him.

The Fire Cube controlled the flight and he summoned a wall of gold.

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

[Golden Light Mantra: 138564/150000; Level 3]

[Flying Magic: 1124/15000; Level 2]

Purifying the spirit body improves the proficiency of the Golden Light Mantra slightly, but not much, only a little over 400 points.

Now that the level of the Golden Light Mantra is getting higher and higher, the proficiency gained from purifying low-level spirits is very little.

Since he had to fly at full speed during the battle, his proficiency in the art of flying increased by more than 800 points, which was his biggest gain on this trip.

Soon, the land of alienation was in sight.

Crown stayed in the central area, using the Golden Light to cast the Golden Light Spell for a while before returning to Hammers.

. . . .

Tulip Manor, Bray City.

Torches with wormwood added were burning in the basement, the flames jumped, leaving distorted shadows on the walls.

Victor stood in a stone chamber, his face flickering in the firelight.

An altar was built on the ground, with grooves carved around it, forming a complicated magic circle.

The grooves were filled with silver liquid, like a lake illuminated by moonlight, shimmering with light.

On the altar, a black bear covered in wounds was tied tightly with iron chains and let out a low and angry roar.

Victor waved away the servants in the room and began to chant a spell.

His voice was sometimes low and sometimes high, and the flames flickered with the tone of his voice.

The silver liquid in the groove turned blood red and flowed rapidly like a rushing river.

The 'river' was filled with rolling waves, as if some unknown creature was bound inside.

The black bear's roar became smaller and smaller, turning into a howl of fear, and the low trembling sound seemed to be experiencing incomparable pain.

When Victor's spell ended, the black bear suddenly stood up and opened its mouth, as if it was about to roar.

Its movements froze, its eyes quickly lost their luster, and the expected sound never came out.

Taking out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, Victor muttered, "This magic circle is a bit weird. Did it fail?"

He captured a second-level monster and used a magic circle to extract the essence of life.

This is the first experiment, so there is no need to choose third-level creatures because third-level experimental subjects are too expensive.

Just as he was wondering, the magic circle lit up with a hazy light, and drops of silver liquid flowed out from the holes in the altar and dripped into the rune crystal bottle prepared below.

"It's done! The magic circle is fine. Now we just need to test whether the thing is useful."

Victor clapped his hands and solemnly picked up the crystal bottle.

The silver liquid swirls in the bottle like mercury, emitting a unique fragrance.

He couldn't help swallowing his saliva, the smell was so attractive.

Resisting the urge to swallow the silver liquid, Victor quickly walked out of the basement and found his old butler Gray.

Gray is a second-level extraordinary person who has followed him for more than sixty years. Now he has white hair and countless wrinkles on his face.

"My Lord, what do you want from me?"

Gray bowed and saluted. He was too old and had left the Earl several years ago to return to the countryside to retire. Unexpectedly, the Earl sent someone to invite him back to Tulip Manor a few days ago.

When he arrived at the manor, he was uneasy because the earl was clearly there but he was not there.

When he met the Earl today, he carefully looked at his face.

Victor sat on the chair, leaning back comfortably, smiled gently, and said enthusiastically: "Please sit down."

"I dare not, Lord Earl, I will just stand there, the rules cannot be abolished."

Gray became even more suspicious. He had always stood when talking to the earl before. How could the butler be on an equal footing with the master? Victor nodded slightly. He was satisfied with the other party's respect: "Old Gray, this time I got a magic medicine from the church. It is especially effective for the elderly and can regulate their mental state.

Remembering that you have followed me for many years and fulfilled your duties diligently, I bought some more from the church as a reward for you.

As he spoke, he handed the crystal bottle to the other person.

Rewards, the sun is rising from the west, right?! Gray knew the Earl very well. He believed that it was the servants' duty to do their job conscientiously and rarely gave rewards.

Besides, he had been away from the Earl for several years, so it was not his turn to receive the reward.

The bottle is a rune crystal bottle, often used to store precious potions. There is a thin layer of liquid with a silver halo inside.

"How dare you accept the Earl's reward if you have no merit? It would be better to give it to other capable people who can do things for the Earl."

It's not easy to find a suitable experimental subject. You are the one I carefully selected. Victor's eyes gleamed and he smiled:

"This is for you, why not open the bottle and take a look."

Gray couldn't refuse and opened the lid of the crystal bottle.

An alluring fragrance filled his nostrils, and he felt like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for several days without water and then saw the clear water of a lake in an oasis.

The desire in his heart rose up and he could no longer suppress it. Gray raised his head and drank the "magic medicine".

Just like sweet springs watering the dry land, he felt every pore in his body groaning comfortably. He closed his eyes unconsciously, wanting to savor the feeling more.

Victor sat up straight without knowing when. He saw that the old butler's wrinkled skin was filled out, becoming firm and plump, and the roots of his gray hair turned into the brown color of his youth.

The Pope's things are really useful! (End of this chapter)