The armor-piercing ability of alchemy arrows was one of the most important properties. For the defenders, the most terrifying thing was the large-scale charge of the enemy's armored swordsmen. When there were not enough magicians, this kind of charge was the most bloody and difficult to resist.
Swordsmen wearing magic heavy armor were comparable to magic beasts. Normal arrows could be ignored, and low-level magic attacks were extremely ineffective.
Flame Blast was used to deal with flying puppets. In a siege, flying puppets were very important to both sides. The attacking side would install a large amount of magic powder on the puppets and ignite them. When the magic powder accumulated to a certain amount, it could even reach the power of fire magic. The flying puppets would carry the magic powder to the top of the wall and cause great damage.
The defending side often used flying puppets to burn the enemy's siege awls, catapults, and even magic stone cannons.
There was no good way to deal with flying puppets. Usually, magicians and alchemy crossbows were the only way to deal with flying puppets. However, piercing damage was useless against flying puppets. As long as they could fly above the target, they would start burning or even explode. Therefore, the arrows of alchemy crossbows would add a low-level spell, Flame Blast, to destroy the flying puppets.
Whether it was blowing up the wings of the flying puppets or igniting the magic powder, they could all stop the flying puppets. Therefore, the regular army would have at least one Flame Blast arrow in every ten arrowheads.
A dozen Flame Blast alchemy arrows could also destroy large flying puppets.
Salin patiently etched magic patterns on the arrowheads with water flames. In the center of the arrowhead, he carefully drew a Flame Blast magic circle. Low-level magic could not be underestimated on the battlefield. Not everyone could cast high-level magic, but low-level magic could be used from beginning to end.
Salin's water flames had a strange frequency. Most of his spiritual power was used to do the same thing, which was to use the wave frequency of the water flames to craft a hundred arrowheads at the same time.
Ainphent's technique was even more amazing. In his undead flames, an undead creature emerged. This undead creature was more than ten meters tall. If they were not in a temple-like room, it would have burst through the roof. This ten-meter-tall undead creature looked like a plant.
The magicians in the room were all knowledgeable, but none of them had ever heard of such plant undead in the Undead Plane. Sorcerers were not mages. They recognized that plants were also living beings, but they had never agreed on whether plants had souls or not.
Most people thought that plants had no souls. The reason was simple. Since ancient times, no necromancer had ever summoned an undead plant. Those ancient humans who had the ability to cross planes had never captured plant undead.
No matter how one looked at it, the undead that Ainphent was controlling looked like a huge tree. Lush foliage, huge roots, tall and straight tree trunks, and there seemed to be bird nests on the trunks …
After the 200 arrowheads were absorbed by the Undead Flames, the Plant Undead's branches moved like a human's arm and began to control the Undead Flames to draw magic arrays and runes on the arrowheads.
The mages of Seriger Island were dumbfounded. This friend of Salin's was definitely an oddity among the mages. Summoning a plant to help me fight? It sounded like there was something wrong with his brain.
However, this plant was obviously very useful now. Ainphent kept throwing arrowheads into the undead flames. With him as the center, the area within a radius of a hundred meters in the room became a green space. After the Plant Undead finished drawing the magic arrays on the arrowheads, it used its leaves to wrap the arrowheads and proceeded with the next step of crafting.
This ten-meter-tall plant probably had hundreds of thousands of leaves. If every leaf could do this, there was no need to compete anymore. Salin was bound to lose. However, all magic was balanced. After throwing more than a thousand arrowheads, Ainphent stopped adding more arrowheads into the Undead Flames. Obviously, he needed a huge amount of spiritual energy to control the Plant Undead.
Crafting so many arrowheads at the same time without the help of equipment and magic arrays was already shocking. Ainphent's performance was enough to win everyone's respect.
On the other hand, Salin was not in a hurry. The water flame in his hand had already expanded to more than a meter, wrapping the 100 arrowheads inside. The mages of Seriger Island could not see the changes inside the water flame at all. This was caused by the difference in level. Unless one's level was two levels higher than Salin's, one would not be able to observe anything happening inside the water flame. Not even their senses could penetrate it.
The atmosphere in the huge room became chilly. Although Ainphent's summoned creature was a plant, it was also an Undead. The aura emitted from the Undead Flames was unbearable to the living.
Salin's Water Flame Alchemy had not been mastered yet. The external temperature was even colder than ice. He was already trying his best to control it.
The two of them were busy with their work. In less than ten minutes, snowflakes suddenly started to fall in the room. This was a spell based on Water Flame Alchemy, Level Six Snow Kill!
These snowflakes were spinning around Salin. They were light and clear.
Salin finally could not help but speak. He said to the people in the room, "Get out. I can't control these snowflakes."
The mages did not dare to stay any longer. The highest level among them was a Level Four. It would be difficult for them to resist this Level Six spell. Only Neris was still in the room. She unfolded a scroll and released an Ice Pattern Armor to protect her body.
The spinning snowflakes around Salin's body became bigger and bigger. Finally, some snowflakes could not be controlled and floated towards Neris. The fragile snowflakes scraped against the Ice Pattern Armor and made a sharp sound. The Ice Pattern Armor, which was known as the toughest among intermediate spells, had deep marks.
"Neris, you get out too." Salin did not want to split his attention to control these snowflakes. Ainphent's alchemy was too strange. He could make thousands of arrows at once. Even if he had a longer rest than Salin, he still had too much of an advantage.
"Yes." Neris was not afraid of these snowflakes. Of course, she had a way to defend against Level Six spells. It was just that this was not a battle. There was no need to waste scrolls.
Ainphent tilted his head and glanced at Neris. He knew Neris. When he first met Salin, Neris was already by Salin's side. Neris could use spatial equipment, which caused trouble for Ainphent at that time. He thought that Neris was a Level Five or even Level Six mage.
Neris glanced at Ainphent with a grin and said softly, "Ainphent, you have to win."
"Yes." Ainphent agreed. A golden line floated in Nelis's green eyes, causing Ainphent's heart to flutter. The Undead Flame fluctuated violently, and the branches and leaves of the undead plant suddenly went out of control, dancing violently as if they were in a gale.
"Neris!" Salin shouted sullenly. Neris used a demonic skill to disturb Ainphent's spiritual power. Once Ainphent's spiritual power was disturbed, the undead plant could not continue to make arrows.
More than a thousand arrows fell from the leaves of the undead plant and floated in the Undead Flame.
Ainphent was also shocked. What kind of skill did Neris have? His spiritual power was already strong enough, even stronger than some Level Six mages. How could he be inexplicably affected?
He calmly commanded the undead plant again, wrapped the arrows back into the leaves, and continued to make arrows. This was the advantage of Necromancy Alchemy. It was not like Elemental Alchemy.
Neris ran out of the huge room without looking back. Salin was also helpless. Just now he was distracted because of her, and now Ainphent was the same. This was fair.
As soon as Nelis left, Salin's Water Flame Alchemy immediately displayed its greatest power. That one-meter-big Water Flame sharply increased in size, its diameter already exceeding two meters. Several hundred arrowheads were absorbed, and this time, the Water Flame became transparent. Some of the snowflakes fluttering around Salin entered the Water Flame and became completely transparent, engraving magic patterns on the arrowheads.
The temperature in the room dropped again. Half of the space was Ainphent's Undead Flame, and the other half was filled with the snowflakes made by Salin.
One of the main reasons why Salin was in a hurry to learn Water Flame Alchemy was that when he used Water Flame Alchemy, he would activate this Level Six spell. Water Flame Alchemy itself did not consume many magic strings. It was equivalent to a Level Five spell, but this controllable spell that was activated at the same time was Level Six.
Salin did not know why. Anyway, after his magic strings mutated, any water spell in his hands would have strange changes.
Outside Salin's room, more than a dozen low-level mages and apprentices were waiting nervously. The door of the room was as transparent as crystal. They could see everything inside.
Ding …
Ding dang.
Arrows kept falling to the ground. They were already made of double-attribute alchemy arrows. The floor of the room was made of white stones collected from the coast. The armor-piercing arrows hit it, but did not leave any marks.
More and more arrows piled up in front of Salin and Ainphent. Salin did not stop, and neither did Ainphent. It was as if their magic strings and Undead Flame were endless.
At this point, Ainphent was already convinced of Salin's strength. His summoned creature was a rare plant undead. Because of this, the Undead Flame had become incomparably large. Under the interaction, his battle power was twice that of a necromancer of the same level.
Salin was an elemental mage. His battle power was not as long as a necromancer's, but Salin had already made nearly ten thousand arrows and had no intention of resting.
Salin also admired Ainphent. This Ainphent must have had a fortuitous encounter. He had never seen a plant undead in any book. His magic strings were twice that of a mage of the same level, and Water Flame Alchemy was only equivalent to a Level Five spell. He knew how long he could last. Ainphent did not rest, which meant that his battle power was also much higher than that of a Level Five necromancer.
Salin had won last time by relying on a loophole in the language. This time, the two of them were evenly matched.
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