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.

  Won

  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.”


  William was upset to hear that. “Schuck, it’s the Saint Samurai’s responsibility and belief to devote everything to the goddess. We should do our best to disseminate the goddess’s glory, and this is a good opportunity. Convince them to lead the attack, so that the real light can stay. Isn’t that what we should do? The Golden Sons are a capable people. It will be a great thing if they can become the goddess’s lambs. We should try our best……”


  “Stop.” Schuck waved his hand and interrupted William. “Like I said, we can disseminate light, but we can’t force them to worship alongside us.”


  “This is misconduct, Schuck.” William became unhappier. “I don’t understand why the honorable goddess favors such an undevoted believer like you.”


  Schuck chuckled. “Because I read and understand the doctrines and the goddess’s thoughts. The goddess and I are both believers of light and partners on the journey forward. I’m not her believer, and she’s not my superior. That’s why I grow faster than you do.”


  William, as a competitive man, was frustrated and even infuriated by those words. “Schuck, that’s blasphemy and disloyalty. Who do you think you are to walk alongside the goddess?”


  He was about to continue accusing Schuck, but Schuck suddenly emitted vague golden light, and a halo appeared behind him and illuminated the place like the sun.

  “A saint!” William paled and subconsciously stepped back.

  The other Saint Samurai in the conference room subconsciously bowed and paid their sincere respects to Schuck.

  The saints were the real spokespersons of the gods on Earth. They understood everything the gods thought and did, and they could communicate with gods all the time.

  Their word carried more weight than the pope’s.

  Since the foundation of the Church of Light, only two saints had appeared, and Schuck was the third.

  He was also the only saint who was also a Saint Samurai.

  After a brief shock, William willingly lowered his head.

  The Saint Samurai could sometimes be jealous or angry, but they would remain Saint Samurai as long as they didn’t make major mistakes and rectified their wrongdoing in time.

  After all, human beings tended to err.

  Recalling the golden sheen all over his body, Schuck heaved a sigh and said, “Although what William said was unrealistic, it did shed some light on me. It’s impossible to ask a lot of Golden Sons to attack, but we can hire some particularly capable Golden Sons to help us.” Dinah asked curiously, “Who will we hire?”


  “Mages!” Schuck thought for a moment and said, “However, their payment may be expensive, so I apply to make use of three hundred backup gold coins. Show of hands, all Saint Samurai.” After that, Schuck raised his hand first. Very soon, the others raised theirs too.

  There was no need to disagree with a new saint. Also, they found that Schuck was quite capable and good at commanding.

  Half an hour later, Roland received a message on the guild channel.

  Schuck: “We’ve encountered a very long wall. It’s probably more than a thousand meters long, and can’t be circumvented. Do you have any solution?”


  Roland: “A demonic version of the Great Wall?”


  Schuck: “More or less?”


  Roland: “How about I sneak in and open the gate for you?”


  Schuck: “You can do whatever you want. As long as it works, the Church of Light will offer your three hundred gold coins.” Roland: “You’re just giving me money with an excuse, aren’t you?” Schuck: “Not at all. You’re the only person that can take care of this problem right now. It’s definitely not embezzlement. I’m a decent and honest man.”


  Roland: “Okay, I’ve just invented a spell and it’s a good opportunity to try it.”


  Then, Roland teleported to the Realm of Devils and found Schuck on the battlefield with Human Cannonball.

  “This is the down payment.” Schuck gave the bag of gold coins to Roland while everybody looked at them. “You can do whatever you want to create an opening on the wall.”


  Roland put the gold coins in his system Backpack and flew off with magic.

  He found the temporary camp of the Phoenix Guild.

  The camp was quite easy to find.

  Those girls were all Elven Summoners, and many of them who were still virgins had summoned unicorns.

  The unicorns were holy beasts, and flowers and grasses would grow wherever they stayed, even in deserts.

  The multiple unicorns somehow generated a tiny “oasis” in the red Realm of Devils.

  Of course, those flowers and grasses were all created by magic power, and they would wither away after the unicorns left. Roland found Solisa and said, “The Church of Light asked me to create an opening on the gap ahead, and I need your help. However, I won’t let you work for nothing. You will be given 150 gold coins whether it succeeds or not.”


  Roland found it reasonable to share half of the payment with the Summoners. Solisa’s eyes lightly glittered. “That’s fine with us, but can we livestream it?”