Arcane Journey

Chapter 234 Legendary Golem
The dawn sun shone softly but steadily into Brian's bedroom through the cracks in the curtains.

This was the usual moment of waking up. He blinked, stretched sleepily, then stretched his legs out of the bed, stood up, put on a dress, and opened the dark blue curtains.

It was a bright morning, the sun had risen and the shadows of the night were still there, and the sky was filled with roses and gold and lavender.

He opened the window, took a deep breath of the hot desert air, and let his uncombed long black hair be messed up by the morning wind.

His thoughts kept flowing, and he lingered at the window for a while before sitting down at a small table.

He lit a candle and stared intently at the flickering light.

He does this every day, time permitting.

This allows him to concentrate at the fastest speed and in the state of lifting the sinking, and prepare for anything that may happen next.

After thinking about what he needs to do today, he simply combed his hair, changed his clothes, and walked towards the living room of the tower.

"good morning teacher."

As soon as Brian pushed open the bedroom door, a girl's voice sounded behind him, brisk and full of vigor.

He smiled, but he didn't turn around, maybe he was too absorbed in his thoughts just now, and didn't hear the unique buzzing sound of the teleportation spell.

"Sissy, is breakfast ready?" He asked casually.

"As usual, it's ready." His apprentice happily followed behind him.

"Dark molasses nut bread for breakfast today," Sissy said with a smile. "There are many varieties of this classic from Silvermoon to the Shire, but most agree that this baked treat is the sweetest, Refined from the densest molasses."

"This kind of thick and delicious bread is a staple food in hotels all over the Sword Coast. It is usually enough to fill your stomach by itself, right." Brian glanced at the surprised wide-eyed apprentice, and praised: "Your apprentice yesterday The troll candy apples I made last night were good, just to my liking."

Troll or candy.

The Troll Festival is held every year on the first day of Flowering Moon to commemorate Waterdeep's victory in the Second Troll War.

Kids dress up as pesky troll raiders and go door-to-door asking for tasty tributes like candy, fruit, and bacon sticks.

Stores and houses that don't give will surely face the consequences at sunset: mischievous pranks!

Trolls in the middle of the night, scratching at the door to more insidious attacks, as long as there are unprotected doors and windows, raw eggs will be smashed.

These delicious sugar apples, often engraved with goofy or grotesque troll faces, are the perfect ransom against ill-tempered trolls, ensuring well-prepared Waterdeep folk survive Trollfest nights.

Brian couldn't help but recall the prank scene in the game world where players' stores in Waterdeep City were attacked because they didn't know this custom.

"I'm glad you think so, sir."

Sissy said happily that her long chestnut-colored hair, which was originally loose, had been tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, which made her not look like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old spellcaster.

She was lively, like a child who could be dismissed with a marshmallow.

But if anyone can carefully observe her docile eyes like elk, he will find a shrewdness and wisdom that are not commensurate with her innocent face.

Brian had just accepted her as an apprentice for a week, which made him suddenly realize that he had really become a mentor, and his apprentice was growing step by step under his teaching.

Recalling that a few months ago, I was a slave in the Underdark, and my life and death were in the hands of others. Now I have not only become the lord of the Kingdom of Cormyr, but also established my own wizard tower.

From arriving in the material world until now, every time he recalled the scenes that happened, it seemed as if it took several years to complete.

The two came to the living room of the wizard's tower. His other apprentice, the moon elf, Oranke, was sitting on the side studying. He was flipping through a tome that was almost as big as his own head, while swinging his legs back and forth to drink tea.

Seeing him coming in, Oak Lanke quickly stood up and saluted, almost knocking over the teacup in his hand.

Brian nodded slightly, but didn't care. He just sat at the dining table, spread thick salted butter on thinly sliced ​​bread, and ate it with relish.

On the other hand, Sissy tidied up the cabinets where the magic potions were placed in an orderly manner, replaced the illegible potions with new labels, and carefully checked whether they lost their effectiveness.

These are magic potions from the lightless forest, and they are also potions that he often uses to restore energy.

During the period when he was digesting the knowledge in the Nether Scroll, he often used these medicines to refresh himself, and they belonged to the standing medicines.

However, out of the corner of his eye, he could still see that Sissy, who was arranging the potions, always glanced at Oranke from time to time, and every time she became angrier.

Finally Sissy finally broke out, "Olanke! Are you a child? You always like to be so lively! It always makes me think a sparrow flew into the room."

Frank closed the book, clamped a finger in the book as a bookmark, and thought about this question. After a while, he said:
"My people always treat me like a child and call me little sparrow, and it often takes away my chances to make a difference. I find that really frustrating. So, no, I don't like jumping around .”

"You naive little brat." Sissy left behind a sentence, and then went on to busy herself with her own affairs.

Seeing this, Brian once again recalled the scene where the girl had quarreled with the cat Tarling in the Arabe Mage Tower.

The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change, he thought to himself.

It has been a week since Mizusawa Fairy successfully merged with the demiplane. During this period, he has been digesting the knowledge he acquired from the Nether scroll.

All the Nether scroll records are theoretical knowledge, which means that if you want to obtain spells through this knowledge, you can only study it yourself.

Fortunately, the first Nether scroll he got in the floating tomb in the Underdark was 'Introduction to the Arcane'.

The field of creation, Chapter 3, has knowledge about energy, destruction, and killing, all of which he is best at.

And the most important thing is that in the branch of destruction, there are spells from non-evocation schools such as disintegration and finger of death, which gives him a few more special attack methods.

However, the study of spells cannot be completed overnight. It is a long process to thoroughly improve it and finally perfect it into one's own magic.

For this situation, Brian can only study with peace of mind according to his urgency.

After all, the Dragon Worship Sect at this moment should be the same as him, and it is also perfecting the dragon mad fan lock. As long as he guarantees that he will end before them, he will have the confidence to face this disaster.

After breakfast, he took a few sips of the tea handed over by Sissy, and then led them to his laboratory, preparing to complete the most important trump card of the wizard tower.

After entering the laboratory, Frank was immediately attracted by a dark purple cloak hanging on a hanger.

The cloak shimmered seductively, like the gleam of a young apprentice's fingertips.

It has a breathtaking beauty, but that awe-inspiring beauty does not come from its color or style or anything.

"Don't touch that piece of equipment." Brian said in a calm voice, and Oranke quickly retracted his hand in fright.

This cloak is exactly the excellent purple quality equipment he obtained in the blue dragon's lair: the cloak of star curse.

The main reason why I put it here is to combine the ancient ring in my hand to see if it can be transformed into a piece of legendary equipment.

Obviously, progress is not ideal.

"Before you understand a piece of magic equipment, it's best not to touch it casually, even in my laboratory, Olanke." He said with a straight face to this lively and active apprentice:
"I'm here to teach you an important thing. As a spellcaster, your daily task is to study tirelessly. Perhaps in your eyes, the art of magic seems easy to perform. A few gestures, a few words Chant, then point, and dreams come true. But in reality, every mantra, every vision, requires hours of study and concentration. There are no shortcuts, no pathways to becoming what you wish to be Spellcaster, your skills need time to support, if you can't make this kind of sacrifice, you'd better get out of here now, because a wizard should focus on awe, not happiness."

In fact, he doesn't like the kind of lively people, especially the kind of brats.

And the young moon elf in front of him is over 50 years old, but just like his title 'little sparrow', he is really out of touch.

He gave Oranke a week of free and indulgent time, and did not show any dissatisfaction with his every move. It turned out that instead of restraining himself, he became more and more rampant.

This made him have to ring the alarm bell to make him understand his identity.

"I understand, teacher, I will pay attention to it in the future." Oak Lanke blushed, lowered his head quickly, and said respectfully.

"In this case..." Sissy scratched her head and said with a confused face, "It won't make us look like we are troubled by things every day."

"We're wizards," Bryan replied curtly. "Distracted, bitter-faced, these are our normal states."

He ignored the two of them, and said to the void, "Ms. Polaris, how is the research progress of the Star Curse Cloak?"

"Not much." Wearing a conservative dark purple dress, the mature and beautiful Polaris lady appeared in front of Brian out of thin air.

"This magic equipment is rather special. It not only contains the knowledge of the prophecy school, but also combines the magic of stars. I need a little time."

"Okay." Brian was not surprised by her answer. He thought for a while and said, "How is the progress of the golem's enchantment?"

This is what he is most concerned about right now. As long as this legendary golem is completed, his wizard tower will not be afraid of any challenges.

"It's finished." Ms. Polaris shrugged helplessly, "Just waiting for you to activate it."

"Thank you for your hard work. Don't study the Star Curse Cloak for now. Next, you need to help me make the magic pulse gun with all my strength. Time is running out."

"Understood, my little master." Ms. Polaris rolled her eyes, and disappeared into a light and shadow with some reluctance.

Brian ignored the slightest hint of complaint in her words and walked straight to a wide workbench.

His two apprentices also followed like a follower.

This is a tall and burly golem with the appearance of a human being. The surface of its body is covered with reflective blue-green plate armor. It looks like a heavily armored knight armed to the teeth.

Of course, it can also be called a robot.

If you observe carefully, you can also find that the dark red energy like lava is looming in the gaps of the golem's armor, flowing slowly like blood inside the body.

This is a statue forged by fire dwarves using extremely dense blue-green steel. Although its overall shape looks about 4 meters high, its actual weight is as high as 20 tons.

A force golem was originally a constructed creature controlled by force and kinetic energy.

Brian used two legendary-quality earth element crystal cores and fire element crystal cores, combined with the knowledge of the lava golem, to transform it into a golem whose strength reached the legendary realm.

In addition to the two legendary crystal nuclei that played a key role, the high-density blue-green steel tempered by the fire dwarves from pure gold and mithril also played an extremely important role.

Brian didn't waste any more time. During the observation of the two apprentices, he immediately took out the "Opus' Golem Handbook" and performed an activation ceremony on the golem.

——"Activate Construct Life!"

As the high-spirited spell sounded, traces of arcane energy merged into the body of the golem. With the cooperation of the energy of the element pool, a ball of extremely high temperature emerged, surrounding the golem, boiling like lava.

The high temperature radiated made both Sissy and Oranke back away.

Brian, who has elemental immunity, is naturally not affected by this. He knows that the reason for the lava-like power is mainly due to the fusion of the earth element crystal nucleus and the fire element crystal nucleus.

The whole process lasted about three hours. The energy of the boiling lava surrounding the golem gradually converged into the body, transformed into active energy, and spread to every part of the body like blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Following the last syllable that Brian uttered, the golem's hollow pupils shone with lava-like active light, its huge and burly body shook, and it slowly sat up from the workbench.

Careful observation reveals that there are strands of dark red, magma-like energy flowing inside the golem's fully armed armor.

"Owner!"

The golem said in a deep voice, its movements were a little clumsy, but it quickly got used to it.

The earth elemental spirit that makes the golem is a tiny spark of life that contains no memory, personality, or history, just a pure drive to initiate and obey.

After the essence is activated, it is a natural artificial intelligence, which can easily understand the complex instructions issued by the creator.

"Turn around." Looking at the appearance of the golem, Brian nodded in satisfaction, and then gave the order.

The golem walked with heavy steps and turned around slowly.

Behind it, are two rocket launchers similar to jet devices.

This is Brian's whimsical design. The purpose of this driving device is to give it the ability to fly.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have spent nearly two months to complete it.

After all, its weight is as high as 20 tons, and it is conceivable that it is so difficult to make a 20-ton big man fly.

If he hadn't possessed the Kalinda magic stone and the demiplane, he would have made such a risky attempt.

Then, with a thought in his mind, a magic light flickered, and the general attribute panel of the golem appeared in the retina:

Force Fusion Golem
large construct

Attributes: Strength 45, Dexterity 15, Constitution -, Intelligence -, Perception 20, Charisma -.

Special Attacks: Gravity Aura, Pulse Ray, Force Shock, Thermal Aura

Special Abilities: Accretion, Construct Specialization, Damage Reduction, Gravity Control, Magic Immunity, Heat Pursuit, Acceleration, Extraordinary Constructs
…………

Looking at the general attributes of the legendary golem, Brian is quite satisfied.

The only fly in the ointment is that it is too expensive to drive this golem to fight. Due to its strength, only the Kalinda Magic Stone, which can store nine-ring spells, can be driven.

To solve the problem of energy consumption, unless a small Miser energy core is made, installed inside its body, and then linked to the demiplane.

Otherwise, it can only use the Kalinda magic stone to make it participate in the battle.

Bryan waved his hand, signaling the golem to go to the charging circle established in advance and enter the standby state.

Due to the strength of this golem, the normal charging of the wizard tower can only maintain its normal activity.

It's the best way to keep it energized when it's not necessary.

With this legendary golem, Brian confidently believed that even if an ancient dragon came, he would not be afraid at all.

　Thanks to the boss: dripping leaves, duanpingan for the reward, thank you for your support! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)