Knight Lords: Infinite Simulation and the Path of Light

Chapter 8 The Battle of Whiterun Part 3
"Teacher, what does 'awakening' mean as described in the book?"

Solis went to the city wall again and found that the situation had not deteriorated to the point where he needed to intervene, so he went into the tower, took out tools from his magic pouch, and continued to brew potions.

"Awakening is actually a general term for magic. Let me give you an example."

You're probably familiar with petrification magic or disintegration magic, right? These types of magic usually exhibit fluctuating behavior.

This situation arises because everyone's physical condition is different. They might both be low-ranking knights, but one was petrified while the other failed.

The prevailing theory in the magical world is that the proportions of elements within each person's body are different, which is why they manifest different ways with certain spells.

"Isn't this resistance?"

"What did you say? Resistance? Resistance!"
Excellent word choice; I happen to have an academic paper to publish soon.

Seeing his teacher's blatant plagiarism, Haven couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Solis smiled and didn't bother arguing with a child, but continued explaining.

"Awakening is based on this theory. When the external influence is greater than what one can withstand, then petrification, decomposition, and even the necromancy spell applied to that not-quite-dead dragon you mentioned will all take effect."

The solution is to fill in the missing part for the recipient, thus leveling the gap and generally rendering the spell ineffective.

"Shouldn't what you're saying be called elemental balance, ability offsetting?"

Haven couldn't help but doubt the cultural level of this world-renowned scholar.

"Hahaha, that word you used is very accurate. I'll use it in my next academic paper, but people still prefer more elegant words."

Haven stared speechlessly at his teacher. This group of scholars and mages in this world had absolutely no academic rigor, prioritizing a carefree and unrestrained lifestyle.

"After saying all that, do you know how to..."
Hmm... how do I cast the awakening spell on that dragon?

Solis poured the pale red potion out of the iron pot and set it aside to cool.

"will not."

"."

The atmosphere became a little somber for a moment.

"Then why did you say so much! I thought you would."

Solis calmly poured the dregs from the pot into the bucket at his feet and waved to Havent, who was standing at the door.

"Please bring me that bag of herbs."

Although I don't know that magic, we can still solve the problem in other ways.

For example, severing the connection with the dragon, or killing the spellcaster.

Generally speaking, high-level magical beasts like dragons, especially when blessed by their own supreme deity, are extremely troublesome creatures.

Taking the herb bag, Solis patted the chair next to him, gesturing for Havet to sit down.

"Therefore, dragons are generally very difficult to kill. According to the records, Eo, the creator of dragons, bestowed blessings upon every dragon that was born."

This makes every dragon active on the continent incredibly powerful, possessing its own unique dragon language magic, extremely high magic resistance, and the powerful physique inherent in dragons themselves.

Wow! What a perfect creature!

For every scholar and potion maker, dragons hold an unparalleled allure.

"That's not how you said it. If the dragon is still alive, what methods can we use to help it break free from the control of the Church of Death?"

"Hmm~ An interesting hypothesis. Generally speaking, light magic or holy light is more effective against necromancy. But unfortunately, I don't know how." Seeing Havent's eyes about to roll to the sky, Solis quickly continued...

"But if we change our approach, as we mentioned earlier, we can achieve the same goal by breaking the spellcaster's attack."

And as mentioned earlier, due to the dragon's extremely high magic resistance, if they wanted to convert an undead into a dragon, they would definitely need to use a magic circle to enhance their control over the dragon.

"A magic circle?!"

At this point, Haven fell into deep thought, recalling the group of black-robed figures with red light emanating from their backs that he had seen a second time.

"Lord Solis, Lord Solis, the Earl requests your presence! The Church of Death has launched its attack, and that demonic dragon has arrived!"

A guard pushed open the door with a panicked expression and said.

Solis nodded, extinguished the flames on the table, picked up his magic wand, and stood up.

South wall of Whiterun
By this time it was completely dark, and on Earl Hylan's orders, the soldiers lit torches.

By the firelight, Haven saw the dark mass of undead and ghouls outside the city. Their green eyes looked at the guards with longing for the living.

"roar~"

A piercing dragon roar echoed from the night sky.

Hu~hu~
As a gust of wind blew by, a giant dragon radiating green light slowly descended from the night sky.

I saw the dragon again. The huge wounds from its left wing to its hind leg were from the battle my father had fought just hours before.

As a level 67 Swiftblade Grand Knight, Earl Hylan is among the top five in the entire English Empire. I heard from my teacher that my father might be able to surpass the level 70 threshold and reach the legendary level.

Of course, this is far too far for a low-level mage of level 11.

For Havent, who had simulated it three times, it was even more meaningless. After all, he wouldn't even see the sun tomorrow, so having the potential to be an emperor would be useless.

At this moment, the undead army below stirred, and soon a path parted in the pile of undead, from which several figures dressed in black robes emerged.

They stopped 500 meters from the city wall, and the leader took off his hood, revealing a withered and pale face.

"You maggots, give up resisting."

Redeem yourself from your sins in a great death.
Come join the Pale Hell!!!
"King of Gloom"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~
Three fireballs, emitting an orange-red hue, flew towards the direction where the man in black robes was located.

However, it was blocked by the magical protective shield that appeared in front of Alan.

"Justice will prevail!!!!!"

With a roar from Earl Hylan, a pale blue light emanated from his body, quickly enveloping most of the people on the city wall.

The soldiers, who had been feeling dazed, quickly regained their senses under the stimulation of Earl Hylan's aura of courage, and one by one they joined in the shouting.
Alan glanced somberly at Kevin Hylan, who stood radiantly atop the city wall, then slowly retreated, raising the bone staff in his hand.

"Purify them"

As the black-robed elder finished speaking, the other death cultivators all knelt on the ground, clasped their hands together in front of their chests, and began to pray.

The army of ghouls, which had been standing still, seemed to be stimulated by something and roared as they charged toward the city wall.

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