Chapter 653 - Embezzlement (1/2)

There were still almost ten thousand Dragon Meat Reagents in Roland’s system Backpack.

Although the Cornucopia had slain a black dragon with Roland’s help and acquired the recipe of the Dragon Meat Reagent from him, it hadn’t produced a single dosage of Dragon Meat Reagent yet.

The reason was very simple: the production wasn’t an easy job.

Alchemy demanded great control over magic power. In that aspect, Roland was undoubtedly the best of the players.

Another reason was that Roland was quite close to the Red Magic Tower.

Alfred had pulled some strings and asked many Alchemists from the capital of Fareins to help.

Naturally, the production was quite fast.

The Cornucopia, in comparison, didn’t have such connections.

They hadn’t even made friends with the Hollevin Association of Mages yet, not to mention the groups in Fareins. Also, the Mage players of the Cornucopia were mostly rookies who had leveled up by accomplishing high-level quests. They didn’t know many spells.

Not just magic or drug studies, they weren’t even good at the basic usage of mental power yet.

Therefore, while the Cornucopia had materials and the recipe, they couldn’t really manufacture anything.

Charles, chairman of the Cornucopia, was also reading the thread on the forum. He closed his eyes helplessly and typed his message.

“Roland, let’s talk in private. The Cornucopia will take however many you can offer.”

Not just Charles, but Solisa of the Phoenix Guild also expressed the same sentiment. Roland saw that his thread got a thousand replies in only ten minutes and nodded in satisfaction. He wasn’t greedy, but magic studies were truly costly. The low-level spells didn’t require many materials, but the spells such as Nimbus Cloud Flight had the core of an elven spell, and the experiments for such a spell required resources that not every Mage could afford. Just like that, a batch of guests came to the Magic Tower in Delpon two days later. After they left, Roland purchased a huge batch of materials and continued his experiments. He changed the nimbus cloud into a white cloud, increased the cross sectional area of the cloud, and reduced its mana cost.

After more than ten days of improvement, the effect of Nimbus Cloud Flight was greatly changed, and Roland renamed it “Cloud Carrier.”

According to his test, the cloud could carry 150 people of average weight. There was still more space on the cloud, but he couldn’t support any more people.

At this moment, the crusade of the Church of Light was on fire in the Realm of Devils. The battle was pretty much one-sided. The light spells could suppress devils in the first place. Even more crazily, the players were helping with the attack.

There were only about forty thousand players, and they were outnumbered by the Church of Light’s more than a hundred thousand Guardians of Light.

They weren’t natural enemies to devils, either.

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To make things worse, they fought in an unorganized manner, and even their largest team only had about three hundred members. However, as it turned out, they had killed many more devils than the Church of Light had.

The players fought skirmishes and guerrilla battles at the edge of the Guardians of Light’s main battlefield. Their command and action might have been immature at first, but a few days later, they already became familiar with the procedure. They would retreat immediately after their raid succeeded. If the devils sent a small troop to chase after them, the other players around would gather like sharks scenting blood and annihilate the troop with the advantage in numbers.

If a massive troop came out, the Guardians of Light would be deployed and eliminate the devils with the help of the players.

After all, it was Schuck who commanded the Guardians of Light. As a player, he was familiar with the players’ style and could easily work with them.

Just like that, the Guardians of Light fought in the main battlefield, and the players wandered nearby and took down more than fifty thousand devils without suffering many losses.

They were caught up in some trouble while they marched on.

Ahead of them, an endless red wall that occupied everybody’s eyes blocked the way of the Guardians of Light.

Above the wall, a lot of devils and magic catapults had been deployed.

Some scouts were sent to launch a tentative attack, and they were forced to retreat because of the stones and arrows.

Then, the Church of Light conducted a strategy meeting

Looking at the simple map on the table, Schuck pointed at the stripes and said, “According to the intelligence from our spies, this wall was created by Paimon three hundred years ago to prevent the attack of Judas. Although they made peace later, the wall has lingered on until this moment.”

Dinah added, “I tried getting close to the wall. I found that it’s more than thirty meters high, and nobody except the Saint Samurai can go there.”

William, another male Saint Samurai, said, “Schuck, can you ask your fellow Golden Sons to launch an assault? They can’t really be killed anyway.”

“It’s a little bit challenging.” Schuck shook his head. “I understand my people’s personality. They aren’t going to sacrifice themselves for no good reason.” “Are the light and the goddess not good reasons to sacrifice for?” William was unhappy.

Schuck opened his hands and said, “They don’t believe in our goddess. We can’t force them.”