I'm a mage, what's wrong with loving farming?

Chapter 321 321. Ether "Vegetative"

Suncity.

William was sitting at his desk, and the early morning sunlight shone into this simple room. He couldn't help but squint his eyes, as if he was a little uncomfortable with the too bright sunlight.

My eyes are a little sore after staying up all night.

He sighed softly and glanced at the news on the battle report:

"Another city was captured."

There are more and more good news like this lately. The Holy See and the Church of the Earth Mother, which once seemed to him to be shining with eternal light, were now like building blocks washed away by water, crumbling.

It was incredibly smooth.

News from within the Holy See of Light and the Church of the Mother Goddess of the Earth is that the gifts from the gods are getting less and less, and even some low-level priests are unable to successfully perform divine spells.

"It seems the war should be over soon."

When he thought of this, William felt joy from the bottom of his heart.

During the past six years, he has been thinking about how to coordinate the increasingly large army and various factions. This is not an easy task.

To be honest, even if he has received oracles and blessings, he can't compare to the bishops of the Goddess of Wisdom and the God of War on the real battlefield; any magician from Star Town and apprentice from Hanjiao Island can crush him; In terms of combat skills, it is even more unsightly.

But even so, he still sits firmly in this position, and everyone will obey his orders and support him - he knows very well that part of this comes from his strong logistics supply capabilities, and the other part is The lord of Hanjiao.

He knew very well that he was pushed to this position, but so what? Too many people were crushed in the frenzy of war, not even dust and mud.

It is truly incredible to be able to become the leader of the coalition and leave a legend in the songs of the bards.

Now that this job is coming to an end, all he can think about is that after it is over, he can finally go to work on infrastructure construction with Teacher Jamie to atone for his sins caused by this war.

Thinking of this, he put away all the battle reports on the table, opened the door and left his residence, and came to the Sun City construction site where construction was underway——

Tall buildings are slowly rising from the ground, and various earth magic plants are using their own power to awaken the soil and deep rocks. After a series of magical processing, they are equivalent to "growing" buildings from the earth.

Before the building can grow, various pipes must be buried, druids have worked hard to spawn magic plants, and defense facilities to isolate prying eyes must be established as well as the most important city mobile array...

It is said to be Sun City, but it is actually a huge military camp, and it is also a mobile military camp, which can move forward at any time as the army sets out to provide logistical support.

Not only must it meet the needs of extraordinary beings such as knights, warriors, and mages, but also meet all the living needs of elves, mermaids, dwarves, and half-orcs... He couldn't help but sigh that it was fortunate that the little blue cat Dora and the "unknown construction worker" were there.

Otherwise, it would be really difficult to build such a city, let alone carry out infrastructure work on the villages and cities occupied along the way - in fact, he didn't quite understand why Croya asked to spend so many resources to restore the city. Areas devastated by war and locust plagues.

It's like he never felt that he could truly defeat the Holy See of Light and the Church of the Mother Earth. Wouldn't these places still be occupied by them? By then, won’t their infrastructure projects be cheaper for those “servants” of God?

In his opinion, if he really wanted to severely attack the Holy See of Light and the Church of the Mother Goddess of the Earth, he would have to burn all the cities to the ground so that the despicable gods could feel pain.

But when he told the little blue cat Dora about his doubts, Dora looked at him with a very strange look for a long time.

"You've really grown."

Before he could be happy, Dora said again: "It also makes me feel strange."

At that moment, his heart was tugged hard.

"Where do you live?" Dora asked: "When you escape the flames of war, only to find that the city where your ancestors have lived for generations has been burned to the ground, how should you survive?"

The little blue cat pointed to his pocket with his paw: "Do they have this?"

Of course William couldn't answer - he was horrified. He didn't know why he had become like this, and he had to make countless ordinary people unable to survive just for the sake of war.

So what's the point of such a war?

From the moment he said without hesitation that he wanted to burn the city to the ground, a huge gap opened up between him and ordinary people, an unbridgeable gap.

Even thinking about it now, he felt that his heart was so depressed that he couldn't breathe.

He felt that if he could not restore the earth after being devastated by the war, he would be sorry for his ordinary background!

So he immediately began to patrol the construction site with great enthusiasm, carefully inspecting every place, striving to nip all uncertainties and vague factors in the cradle.

By the time he finished inspecting all areas, it was already noon.

"Let's go see the lab."

Not hungry, he thought for a moment, and instinctively reached for the pocket on his stomach - it was the "spare pocket" given to him by the little blue cat. It was said that it was connected to the pocket of the little blue cat.

But he has never taken out any props he has never seen before. He can only get basic props such as "Any Door", "Memory Bread", "Gourmet Table Cloth" and so on.

Although there was still a slight gap compared to the cat who could easily pull out a huge demon statue, these basic magical props made him feel quite incredible.

He took out the pink wooden door and gently pushed it open——

On the other side of the door is a laboratory full of crystal pillars.

Some weird ones, like the demonic wolves outlined with simple lines on the paper, are running here, and every time they run, they can find some delicate moss.

It was blue-purple moss.

"Mr. William."

The owner of the laboratory, an apprentice named Mir, noticed his arrival: "Our experiment has not been completely completed, you came a little early."

At this moment, Mir was wearing a pure white mage robe. Logically speaking, a robe of this color should be very holy, but for some reason, there was always a gloomy feeling about him.

Even people like William who were used to seeing broken limbs and bloody battlefields were a little frightened, and naturally a suitable smile appeared on his face: "I want to come and see your experiment.

After all, you don’t have Lord Croya’s permission. "

This is a bit meaningful - Ether Mage, that is, the plan to train ordinary people into mages is actually a bit cruel.

As the war progressed, more and more "victims" were discovered. They were not even limited to some mines that were in deep contact with the earth. These special existences appeared in ordinary towns and cities.

After learning that so many victims had appeared, Mir took the initiative and rushed over, taking Taling's permission and asking William to provide him with enough victims for experiments.

William originally didn't want to agree, but Tarling's permission was equivalent to Croya's permission in a sense, but he still felt that without Croya's direct order, something would not be right.

So basically I have to come in person every few days to prevent Mir from turning those already pitiful people into experimental subjects and a pile of cold corpses.

Fortunately, Mir also knows that it is okay to conduct experiments, and of course it is okay to voluntarily participate in experiments, but if you are really crazy enough to risk human lives to pile up the experimental results...

Well, the day Croya comes out will be the day he dies.

Mir's expression remained unchanged, "But with Lord Taling's permission."

"You know, Master Ta Ling can agree, and Master Croya should also be able to agree."

He said this and made a gesture of invitation.

William followed him immediately, and the two of them walked inside the laboratory and saw teenagers and girls queuing up, with their upper bodies exposed, preparing to be inoculated with ether moss.

Each of them is in good spirits, with no signs of malnutrition or emaciation, and their eyes are full of eager anticipation.

Here, this laboratory can allow them to become mages, allow them to resist those enslavers, and allow the superior priests and gods to taste failure - this is enough.

"The Orpheus family has provided us with ten swan recorder trees." Mir pointed to the trees that were controlling magic with music and planting moss on people's wounds: "This is the first step, Croya. The music of adults can suppress the restlessness of the wound and accept more moss.”

He continued to walk forward with William, passing the people who were excitedly waiting to receive the moss, and came to the second step area——

"People who have been inoculated with moss will enter huge lotus flowers shining with light blue starlight to hibernate. The duration of hibernation depends on when they can fully adapt to the surge in magic power."

Mir said with emotion: "These lotus flowers are very strange. They can actually absorb the concept of pain - it seems that pain is also a kind of desire."

"Pain? Desire?" William suddenly felt that his knowledge reserve was somewhat insufficient, and looked at the distance with surprised eyes.

The surface of the huge lotus flowers, as tall as two people, was vaguely shining with extremely complex magic patterns, flickering slowly like breathing, and occasionally a flash of red fire could be seen.

"In the abyss, pain is also a desire."

Mir explained: "This is also thanks to the priests of the Maid of Pain. They responded to the 'invitation' of the fallen angels with 'friendship' and handed over the magic that turned pain into pleasure."

"..."

William knew that the Maid of Pain was a little-known god in the lower plane. Her priests would cut their bodies apart under the dim moonlight, using their bodies and pain to please their gods.

But isn’t that magic?

Why can you get other people's magic so easily? This can't be obtained through war, right?

But Mir really didn't know about this. In order not to affect his image, he simply pretended not to hear it and quickly led William through this area and reached the third, which is the largest area.

There are an exaggerated number of crystal pillars here. Next to each crystal pillar is a petri dish with various different magic plants planted in it.

There are text and video introductions next to each magic plant, and many people who have completed the second step are choosing.

"People who have accepted the etheric magic moss and can endure the pain caused by the moss should choose their favorite magic plants here and plant the seeds of the magic plants into their wounds."

Mir casually pointed at a boy with a somewhat illusory, pale golden sunflower growing on his back and said: "That is the descendant of Teacher Sunflower. Its power is healing and protection."

The young man in the distance is gently stroking the sunflower growing in the hideous wound with his hand, entwined with blue-purple light and golden halo.

The product of the perfect combination of nature and magic grows on the hideous wound, like a flower blooming from the ruins, showing off its existence to the whole world.

In fact, this is quite curious. Why do such plants grow in the human body? Even the druids only stuff some soil into their hair to grow some plants, which grow directly in the flesh and blood.

But William didn't find it scary, but instead found it beautiful.

There are more things further away - the vines growing on the body are woven into armor, surrounded by brightly blooming fiery red roses, the wings of white feather grass behind the body, the cannons and muzzles of peas.

It was not only beautiful, but also represented one powerful magic plant after another. Those magic plants had appeared frequently in wars, leaving the Holy See of Light and the Holy Knights and War Priests of the Mother Goddess helpless.

With a proud expression on his face, Mir said: "This is the masterpiece I have completed so far."

"Let the wounds bloom and the pain become nourishment."

Along with his voice, his white robe, which had never been changed in William's memory, was suddenly pushed open by something from underneath, and deep purple vines grew out of it.

Each one is wrapped around a tool, such as a knife, fork, wrench, beaker, test tube, staff... Anyway, as long as it appears in evil stories, Mir's vines have it.

"..."

"What are you going to do?"

Looking at it this way, it looked like a weird mage surrounded by countless tentacles. William was not nervous at first, but now he is nervous again.

Is this guy addicted to research and wants to do it for me?

"Oh." Mir said nonchalantly: "I'm a little too excited. You know, they can feel my excitement."

The flower vines slowly retracted, but there were too many of them. When they retracted, they inevitably lifted up the white robe again. This time William keenly saw Mir's body - it had all crystallized.

He sensibly did not mention this topic: "How high can the magic level of these ether mages be? When can they be put into battle?"

"It depends on which magic plant is chosen and how much etheric moss is accepted." Mir's face looked a little ugly when he mentioned this: "If too much etheric moss is accepted, it will affect the stability of the body structure and completely change the body. Magic crystal.

In this case, flesh and blood will be the 'nutrition' absorbed by the magic plants. In theory, the more there are, the more powerful magic plants can be accepted.

But they will also lose themselves faster and become less human. "

——His friends, some of the first batch of torturers who came to Hanjiao Island were completely crystallized. Powerful magic flowed in their blood vessels, and their bones and flesh turned into magic crystals.

Is that really still human?

As time passed year by year, he hoped more and more that Lord Croya would appear soon. He really had too many questions that he wanted to ask for help. His companions... couldn't even enter the Hall of Valor and Eden.

But Master Croya did not come out. The only message that the mermaid prince brought was only four words: "End the war."

Mir sighed slightly and caught a glimpse of William's expression change. Instead of mentioning the matter again, he took out his staff and tapped it lightly.

"Take a look."

"That's what happens next."

The ground changed rapidly, and the crystal ground turned into a screen, and the shadow of a city appeared inside. It was the city used by the Holy See of Light to store "forbidden weapons" and "apocrypha".

The so-called forbidden weapons are some of the demonic creations from the lower planes, as well as powerful magic props and sealed monsters made by mages. The apocryphal code is similar to the "Buried Magic" obtained by Croya.

Such an important place is of course heavily guarded.

"You asked these ether mages to attack this city?" William knew what Mir meant at a glance, and was shocked: "There are three bishops and a legendary cardinal sitting here!"

But his shock was not over yet. He saw a group of about three hundred people with various magic plants on their bodies arriving outside the city.

Immediately afterwards, all kinds of magical radiance flashed, and the leader among them had bubbles of platinum light rippling on his body, and he forcefully withstood all the attacks.

Even legendary level magic can be blocked easily.

With such an indestructible shield, others can cast magic at will - sunlight rays, flying feathers, lightning storms, extreme cold storms...

In just a moment, this place became a chaotic place shrouded in magic. Those white towers and bright icons were suppressed and destroyed in the brilliance of magic.

The angry bishops and cardinals violently swayed more magic, and then attracted more counterattacks - among them was a white fluffy mushroom that seemed to be able to reflect the attacks of magic.

"..."

William's first reaction was: "Didn't I say that you won't directly intervene in this war? Is this really okay?"

Hanjiao Island has not explicitly intervened in the war. Even though it sent out apprentices from the construction team and the Magic Plant Corps, they were basically cooperating.

As a result, they are now taking the initiative to attack?

"Not only us." Mir shook his head: "William, the weak Church of Light and the Church of Mother Earth are like a piece of fat meat.

In places you don't know, the gods are also fighting, and there is even a senior who has returned from the astral world."

William frowned: "Why don't I know?"

"This is what Lord Kroya once told me, and it was also passed on by Prince Treden."

"He promised that you can live well. Now you have done enough. The rest of the things should be discussed and concluded by higher-level officials."

"Now he intervenes to give you people as much choice as possible."

Mir patted William on the shoulder: "I envy you."

The mage in a white robe staggered away, leaving William staring at the picture at his feet in a daze.

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