Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 221 The Trading Partner Light Thunder Activates the Witch Ring Heavenly Punishment
The Baroque city lord was very hospitable.

Since entering the Silver Duchy, Chen Mo has found that every city lord here is warm and friendly. Even though Chen Mo is just a minor lord who has left the small area in the north and can only be considered an unknown figure, these local nobles have shown him the most hospitable hospitality.

Of course, after a few more encounters, Chen Mo understood the reason.

The local nobles are incredibly bored.

Because of its abundant resources, the Silver Duchy has never had to worry about money. The resolute actions of a certain Silver Grand Duke have also earned the Silver Duchy a transcendent status that even the great powers are unwilling to provoke.

The price of this tranquility was the complete solidification of the entire ruling system.

Every city lord in the duchy, tracing their bloodline, is a descendant of that illustrious Silver Duke.

The main lineage inherits the position of Grand Duke for generations, firmly holding the central position, while countless collateral branches are enfeoffed in various cities.

They are born into immense wealth and luxury, but they will never be able to ascend that throne.

The more ingenious design is that in each city of Silver, the city lord only has the power to govern, not the power to command troops. If he is obedient, all is well, but if he tries to do something, he will be taken down in no time.

Moreover, unless summoned by the Silver Duke, these city lords can never leave the city's walls in their entire lives. For them, the status of city lord is nothing less than a disguised prison.

For these city lords who are born with their destiny already set in stone, what else can they pursue in life? The only answer is extravagance and debauchery.

They undertake large-scale projects, create spectacular sights, and adorn the city with magnificence, collecting rare and exotic items from all over the world.

It was both to satisfy the emptiness in my heart after being overflowing with wealth and reaching the pinnacle of my career, and to prove to the Silver Duke that I had absolutely no other intentions. This hereditary city lord was appointed by our common ancestor, so don't have any other thoughts!
While they were bored out of their minds, a Lord of the Vast Ocean suddenly appeared.

This is like a godsend! There's no one in the whole city on my level. I'm sick of showing off my wealth, and having nowhere to flaunt it is a kind of suffering too!
Now that a lord from out of town has arrived, whose nominal status is comparable to ours but who hasn't seen much of our Silver Duchy's lords, we should give him a good look around.
Of course, Chen Mo did not disappoint the other party.

The extravagant spending of the city lords of the Silver Duchy is well-known. Caravans from all over the world always deliver all sorts of new and unusual items to them as soon as possible. Therefore, these city lords have a wide range of knowledge. However, Chen Mo has a cheat code, and it's a cheat code from another world.

The Lord of the Vast Ocean gave the Lord of the Molten City a box of pills.

A uniquely shaped semi-circular gift box, made of a smooth, matte material. The surface of the box is decorated with subtle, flowing patterns that, upon closer inspection, appear to be gently flowing.

Chen Mo gently traced the pattern with his finger, and the gift box made a very slight "click" sound, slowly opening like flower petals blooming.

The box was lined with deep blue velvet, on which six crystal-clear pills were neatly arranged. The pills themselves had a deep and charming dark blue color, and seemed to have starlight shimmering inside.

The packaging is extremely luxurious, and the pills are also quite exquisitely made. However, in essence, it is just a box of "little blue pills".

After arriving in the Silver Duchy, Chen Mo learned about the extravagant and dissolute lifestyle of the city lords. After making a few inquiries, he realized that the city lords were very likely to need this thing!
After all, certain plants and animals with legendary nourishing properties are among the most sought-after gifts in the Silver Duchy.

However, this medicine from Earth has one particularly powerful feature: it takes effect immediately.

After making up a random excuse to send his personal "little maid" away, Chen Mo whispered to the Lord of Baroque City about the effects of the pill, emphasizing that "it varies from person to person" and "use with caution!"
As the lord of a city, Baroque had all sorts of testing methods at his disposal. Moreover, this medicine was fast-acting, so he could easily find someone to try it.

As a result of this trial, Chen Mo did not see the Baroque lord, who arrived late, until the evening banquet the next day.

Although the city lord's face was somewhat pale, Chen Mo managed to perceive a "rosy complexion" on his face!

Upon meeting, Baroque burst into hearty laughter, opened his arms, and gave Chen Mo a warm hug.

The city lord has many wives and concubines. As he gets older, his energy is depleted and he is starting to feel less capable. Although he has children all over the place now, it doesn't really matter whether he has any more children or not. But for a male, there is still the issue of face!

This gift was absolutely perfect.

The relationship between the two quickly grew closer, and Baroque patted his chest and declared, "From now on, you are my half-brother!"
Taking this opportunity, Chen Mo proposed a comprehensive plan for cooperation with the Principality of Silver.

To gain something, you must first give something. The first thing Chen Mo offered was the exclusive distribution rights for this pill called "Spring Rain".

"This medicine is extremely precious. Many of its ingredients and processes rely on favorable weather and geographical conditions, rare herbs, and painstaking efforts. We can only obtain a dozen or so boxes of finished pills each month, as well as some inferior products with less effective results."

"With such a small quantity, I don't think it's necessary to trade it around. I hit it off with the city lord immediately, so let's give it all to him. As for how others buy it from the city lord and how much they buy, that's up to the city lord to decide!"

Baroque slapped Chen Mo on the shoulder. It was only because the guy was too weak that he couldn't unleash the full effect of the protective scroll; otherwise, it might have been another bloodbath.

"Don't call me City Lord! If you don't mind, just call me Big Brother from now on!"

Next, the exchange between the two sides entered a completely unrestrained phase.

One is well-off, the other is well-off, and they have no territorial disputes or ideological conflicts. So what's there to talk about?

Based on a deeper understanding of the Silver Principality, Chen Mo realized that this could become a good trading window for Han Hai Ling's future capital to return to positive growth.

The local population here is small, but the economy is strong, and they have a good capacity to purchase all kinds of novel, practical and luxury goods.

If Han Hai Ling could produce a variety of convenient home appliances, stylish vehicles, or even special products that are marketed as luxury goods but cannot be manufactured using local techniques on the Starry Continent, it should be able to secure a stable market.

Furthermore, does the Silver Principality, which has long paid protection money to various countries in exchange for peace, have any need for arms? Does it have any requirements for third-party security?

In short, with money, a stable environment, and no ambition, this is a completely untapped market. Moreover, Chen Mo is also very interested in the various wonders here.

During his conversation with his "big brother," Chen Mo learned that this Molten City was indeed a place where one could simply run away from the entire city!

Increase investment, strengthen relationships—we must find a way to bring these technologies back no matter what!

The two brothers had a very pleasant conversation, discussing everything from art collecting to local customs and culture, from business and trade to regional situations. It was a perfect match, a feeling of instant connection and regret for not having met sooner.

After another reluctant conversation, Chen Mo returned to the residence carefully arranged by the Lord of Baroque City. After checking the surrounding environment, he arranged for Liu Shuang to be on guard, and then turned on his radio communicator.

Chen Mo never intended to end the recruitment of necromancers so easily.

For the sake of those expectant "shack mages," and also for the needs of his own territory's development, Chen Mo has never stopped planning.

During his communication with [Rotten Sac], he learned through casual conversation that the "Gravekeeper's" training room and laboratory for exploring immortality were located at the rear of the circular council hall in the "Witch's Ring," and confirmed this information through several other channels.

To avoid suspicion, Chen Mo did not conduct any reconnaissance within the valley. However, the guards he left outside the valley released a high-altitude drone to repeatedly locate the circular hall of the "Witch's Ring" from tens of thousands of meters above, and completed terrain scanning, 3D modeling, and data annotation of the area.

After confirming that he had landed at the precise coordinates, Chen Mo left the Land of Exile and arrived at the City of Molten Fire.

The plan has progressed step by step to this point, and now it's time to unleash our power!
The young lord did not speak, but silently pressed the button.

On the outer seas of the Silver Duchy, a series of commands sounded from the "Dawn," which had left the Port of Fusion more than ten days ago under the pretext of needing to return ahead of schedule.

"Launch command delivered, attack privileges confirmed."

"Target coordinates: Exile Lands, Circular Hall, location coordinates 733, 249!"

"Auxiliary anti-magic module activated!" "Launch channel cleared, missiles number one and two ready."

"emission!!!"

A blazing flame ignited.

On the sea, 760 kilometers from the Land of Exile and 650 kilometers from the City of Molten Fire, two Light Thunder 16Y light tactical ballistic missiles pointed straight into the sky.

This kind of connection means that no matter who comes here, they cannot say that this matter has anything to do with Lord Chen Mo.

Of course, Chen Mo had another reason for hiding in Molten City.

In case, for some special reason, the [Light Thunder] flies off course...

Within the entire Silver Duchy, there are probably few places safer than this Molten City, hidden deep within the mountains and protected by multiple layers of defense.

Lord Chen's useful body must be preserved for Dongxia!

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The Light Thunder is a missile that cruises at subsonic speeds and attacks at supersonic speeds in the terminal phase.

The reason for this strange design is that this "Light Thunder," tailor-made for the Starry Continent, has three magic circle engravings on its body.

The three magic circles in the cheat program are, in order: "Exorcism", "Speed ​​Up", and "Stability"!
"Demon-breaking" refers to the effect of countering magical defenses. Most of the protective arrays on the Starry Continent are intangible shields formed by force fields or auras, based on psionic energy. However, the armor-piercing projectiles of Dongxia are mainly designed for physical objects and are not particularly effective against such magical defenses.

Once a magic circle reaches a certain strength, an awkward situation arises: missiles can penetrate tangible steel barriers, but they cannot penetrate intangible spiritual energy fields.

Just like the Mage's Hand blocking high-energy particles, it doesn't talk about physics, or rather, it doesn't talk about the physics of Earth!

So, there was no other way but to use magic to counter magic.

The effect of the "Demon-Breaking" array is to unleash a psionic shock at the moment of attack, weakening the strength of the protective array through magical counter-attack. Although it cannot completely destroy the array, it can create a short-term window for [Light Lightning] to physically penetrate it.

This is similar to having extremely high-power electromagnetic interference on the opposite side's position. Although our side cannot achieve complete electromagnetic countermeasures, we can carry out a strong electromagnetic shock in a local area to slightly clear the electromagnetic environment of that small area, allowing our own drones to crash into it.

The "acceleration" array is used when the missile arrives at the target area and begins its dive. Since there is no need to change direction, it can activate terminal acceleration to increase the missile's speed to Mach 5 or higher.

The Light Thunder is ultimately just a lightweight tactical missile. Due to its size and weight limitations, it cannot complete a second stage of acceleration on its own. The magic circle perfectly solves this problem.

The final "stabilization" magic circle ensures that the projectile will not stall or deflect due to the activation of magical effects during flight and attack, thus maintaining stability.

After a long journey of more than forty minutes, upon arriving above the designated location, the two [Light Mine] missiles entered their final attack phase, one after the other.

As the first appearance of [Light Thunder] on the Starry Sky, this can be considered as providing double insurance.

The first missile swooped down at a vertical angle, and the anti-magic runes on its nose lit up instantly, forming a sharp, spiraling energy cone that slammed into the magic barrier above the meditation room!

boom! ! !
A deep, soul-stirring sound.

Then came another sound, and a second missile followed, hitting the same spot precisely!

Two muffled sounds, almost overlapping each other, erupted from the core area of ​​the "Witch's Ring"! They echoed throughout the deliberation hall, but did not cause much of a commotion outside.

In the rear section of the circular council hall, the meditation area, considered a forbidden zone and perpetually shrouded in heavy magical light, now resembled a massive, translucent, overinflated airbag. The terrifying energy and scorching flames generated by the high-energy explosives contained in the two [Light Thunder] projectiles were firmly imprisoned within the powerful protective array of the "Witch's Ring," unable to dissipate.

It's like a high-explosive bomb detonating inside an armored vehicle; from the outside, it might only cause a slight tremor, but inside... well, that's a different story.

The destructive power can only rage, amplify, and rebound within a limited space. Through the distorted, fluctuating, sometimes clear, sometimes blurry magic array barrier, one can vaguely see the beams, walls, and dome inside being instantly disintegrated, thrown away, and then further ground into dust by the following shockwave.

The flames were no longer leaping; instead, they transformed into an incandescent fluid that filled the entire space, greedily licking and devouring everything within its range, including any physical bodies that might have existed there, now largely vanished without a trace.

The eerie silence did not last long.

When one of the key spirit crystals supporting the magic array finally ran out of energy and emitted a faint cracking sound, the balance was completely broken.

The pressure cooker exploded.

"boom!!!!!!!"

This time, the deafening sound began to echo unrestrainedly through the valley.

The sturdy framework of the circular hall, under the immense air pressure and impact accumulated inside, was torn apart and blown away like a toy from the inside out! The scorching flames mixed with building debris, ash, and some indescribable charred substances, forming a thick column of black and red smoke, carrying shockwaves, soaring into the sky!

Smoke and dust quickly spread, covering half of the valley.

Because it was late at night, and the high-ranking mages didn't have the habit of working overtime, they were able to gaze at the scorched earth, blazing with fire and billowing with smoke, from their mage towers after being awakened.

Horror, an uncontrollable and rampant horror, spread wildly.

This is the heart of the Exile, surrounded by various defenses, detection systems, and undead creatures. Yet, despite such meticulous planning, their leader's residence was inexplicably attacked.

In the end what happened?
All the magic towers began to light up their protective glow, and the crowd began to stir restlessly in the night. No one dared to approach that deathly inferno until dawn broke, when the mages, with solemnity and fear, cautiously examined the scene.

The "gravekeeper" is definitely not going to be found. Mages have always been synonymous with physical fragility, let alone necromancers who rely on summoned creatures.

Based on the current survey, it seems that even a "tomb" is no longer needed.

Various speculations have emerged.

Regardless, the "gravekeeper" who had served for decades still held some prestige in the territory, and a group of people quickly remembered the minor lord who had just had a conflict with the Exile.

"It's that Lord of the Vast Ocean, it must be him! He must have sent one of his powerful subordinates to infiltrate. This is a despicable sneak attack!"

Others believe that the "gravekeeper" may have done something evil during his experiment on immortality.

After all, it was quite obvious that this attack, which was mainly composed of flames and impacts, seemed to have come from inside the "Gravekeeper's" quiet room!

Only the usually lovable, chubby man, [Rotten Sac], was now trembling and shaking.

He stared intently at the ruins, and it seemed as if he could hear again the words that Night Whisper had relayed to him during their last conversation, when he was full of dejection and told him about the young lord.

"Curse!"

"The divine punishment of the sage... the sage monk!!!"

(End of this chapter)