Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 390 High-Level Scroll
As for Zhang Yuan?

Making a fortune in silence is enough. After all, the development of their own territory is not even in its infancy. The establishment of the envisioned artillery column and mechanized forces is probably as far away as the distance between Bathory's hell and Mount Paradise.

However, this is also good, as it allows enough time for Bantley to further refine the modification plan. Previously, he had spent a year figuring things out on his own and managed to create a prototype. Now that there is a feasible plan through brainstorming, creating a practical version of the laser cannon should be a piece of cake.

The heartless Mr. Zhang thought to himself, not caring at all about using his teacher as a free research laborer.

On the other hand, the construction of the ship's turbine propulsion system is also progressing smoothly. With the completion of the tinkerer's laser project, the two craftsmen have only a few days to complete the task together.

"You should still have summoning spells, right? Where's that piece called Void Mask? Show him to me now."

No sooner had Old Bentley left than the Grand Master impatiently shattered someone's daydream of becoming a research boss, making the latter realize who the real boss was.

After a three-ring summoning spell, Void Mask descended from the chessboard space. However, judging from his appearance, which was completely naked except for a loincloth, he was clearly a one-star beginner version.

Ok?
Tyrantir raised an eyebrow and casually tossed over a five-ring summoning scroll, his intentions all too clear.

"Teacher, whether it's a one-star or two-star piece, their magical abilities are ultimately inherited from the same lineage. Besides, two-star pieces already have a certain degree of self-awareness, so dissecting and studying them will feel like a live dissection."

He spoke eloquently, but his hands moved swiftly, and Zhang Yuan casually put the scroll away.

The archmage pondered for a moment, reflecting on his interactions with the two otherworldly craftsmen over the past few days. He had to admit that their behavior was quite different from that of ordinary constructs and could not be generalized. Therefore, he did not object, but...

"Since the Samsung chess pieces have the ability to carry the complete consciousness projection of these visitors from other worlds, then according to calculations, a seventh-ring spell should be enough to summon a Void Mask clone that can think and communicate independently."

Tyrandeur asked the question with certainty, and then casually pulled out a scroll and handed it over.

"Level 7 summoned monster, here you go."

Ah this? !
Just moments ago, Master Zhang acquired a Level 5 scroll, and now he's happily received a Level 7 scroll. It's just a pity that this surprise is a bit too big.

The seventh-circle spells already involve the realm of high-level arcane magic, spanning two full rings and four casting levels to guide such a spell; one can imagine how difficult it is.

If it were a life-or-death situation, it wouldn't be a big deal, but right now it feels a bit like being forced into something.

Zhang Yuan hesitated slightly as he held the scroll in his hand. The scroll's paper was covered in fingerprints, almost as if he were squeezing out a toad's piss.

"What? Where did your ambition go, when you were just starting out and dared to ask for a high-level spell scroll?"

The Grand Mage turned and took a few steps, stopping directly in front of the Void Mask. He turned his head and uttered a few words:
"Take the scroll back and study it first. As for the summoning, there's no rush. We can do it with the help of the Ring of Law ritual." "Fortunately, you have a special relationship with these guys."

After saying this abruptly, Tyrandeer waved his hand to dismiss his disciple. Zhang Yuan, who had easily found the construction workshop, understood his mentor's meaning.

Casting spells with scrolls of higher levels undoubtedly carries risks and difficulties, but mages always have ways to deal with it thanks to the various methods they have developed.

From regular super magic rituals to the substitution of one spell to transfer the spellcasting burden, a mage with the necessary conditions and preparation can always manage it. However, in actual combat, where do you find so much time to prepare completely? Therefore, there is basically no need to worry about a novice mage suddenly pulling out a Law of Death for a one-hit kill, or unleashing a Meteor Explosion to clear the field.

Leaving aside the probabilistic costs and the long induction time that would take for the caster to travel back and forth to Kranzor several times, the terrifying failure rate and almost inevitable backlash from crossing the Great Magic Network level alone would be enough to give those reckless spendthrifts a real hard time.

Among all kinds of magic, the spellcasting school is a special one.

Unlike other factions, where releasing a summon is considered a success, summoning spells, especially high-level summoning spells, can't be solved by simply conscripting people; it requires mutual consent.
While low-level summons are often not very bright and are easily suppressed and lured by arcane power, high-level beings are not so easily fooled.

Powerful beings from other worlds with their own thoughts and factions are not so easily driven by others. Even if they are just projections in another dimension, they are clones carrying their own original information, not donkeys pulling a millstone in a production team!
Spellcasters who want to command these beings to obey their will either coerce or entice them into submission, or use rhetoric, appealing to morality and reason. In short, they must sign a contract and agree on the terms beforehand.

Regardless of the type, the spellcaster's own skill level is the most important factor. Not to mention those lower-level beings who would turn on you even if bound by a contract, even the Celestials of Paradise Mountain rarely submit to the commands of otherworldly spellcasters whose strength is far inferior to their own.

This brings us to the interesting summoning spell, Interdimensional Covenant. Unlike other summoning spells, this spell, from its lesser to its greater tiers, is based on the caster's own faction and communication characteristics. The summoned target is also singular and specific. However, the advantage is that there is no need to negotiate any conditions beforehand, and the probability of a missed summon is very small.

With Zhang Yuan's current level of knowledge, he could at least be somewhat certain that this series of spells was connected to the consciousness of the outer plane, and that the caster communicated with and received support as soon as the spell was completed.

The various outer planes in between are like military companies with connections, which "dispatch labor" to clients whose camps align with theirs, thus exporting their ideology.

As for other methods, they are nothing more than having a powerful backer who has pre-suppressed and signed contracts with otherworldly creatures, and then having a junior recruit them when the time comes, or using certain equipment specifically designed for otherworldly creatures to forcibly bind and command them.

As for Mr. Zhang?
That's called competitive selection, like choosing a concubine in the harem. The hundred or so big shots locked in the Mad Moon couldn't even sneak out for a drive.

Zhang Yuan wasn't considering whether the other party was willing or not, but rather his own spellcasting skills and tactical combinations; Versailles' troubles were a different matter.

Getting back to the main point, after pondering the Seven Rings Scroll for two whole days, Master Zhang once again came to Tyrantir in the laboratory, with scattered purple body parts on the workbench next to him.

Needless to say, it must be the Void Mask who volunteered to participate in and sacrificed himself (literally) for a major arcane research project.

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