Mage? Spell Engineer!

Saga is very cautious, and sometimes he can be cruel for the sake of insurance.

On the night he arrived at the city of Opfer for help, a team began to enter the countryside from the outskirts of the city.

Their actions were secretive and fast, and they investigated from house to house. As long as there were unknown statues, props that could be used as rituals, and suspicious symbols in the house, they would knock them down, grab them, and throw them into the carriage.

The items would be sealed and transferred, and those who were related to the cult would be sentenced to life and death after a hasty trial, and in order not to miss the target, most of them would be burned clean.

The "firewood bearers" of the First Fire Tower were responsible for the execution, similar to the star robe wizards of the Valois Guild, who performed some special tasks that required force and loyalty.

For example, now it is unlikely for the guild to "clean it up", and only they can intervene strongly.

The clearance was very smooth, and the "harvest" of five or six surrounding villages filled thirteen four-wheeled carriages, with people and objects. It is obvious that the underground cult is spreading and developing among the farmers.

Until the early morning, in the seventh village, far away from the city, they encountered something unusual.

The local villagers found them, and then all of them held torches, waved plows and pitchforks to surround these outsiders.

The defensive magic that the firewood bearers casually pulled up could withstand the attacks of these villagers, even the crudely made hunting rifles.

The three-person team in charge of this village faced the crazy villagers, called for reinforcements with [Electric Wave Communication], and walked towards the large barn with the most protection from the villagers.

Before they arrived, they heard the banging of the wooden door of the barn. It seemed that the barn and the door were reinforced with wooden bars in all directions, and even so, the iron locks and chains that blocked the door seemed to be shaky under the impact.

There was a disgusting stench coming from the gaps everywhere in the building.

After finding that they could not stop the three outsiders from taking action, the desperate villagers threw away their weapons and began to kneel and cry towards the barn.

The crying gradually became one, and the more they cried outside, the more violent the impact from inside.

"Be prepared for battle." The firewood bearer finally got serious.

The sound of hinges and wood deformation pierced the crying, accompanied by the most powerful collision. This force is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary humans. As expected, there was no human figure that broke through the door.

Four or five white monsters came out. They were covered with pink tumors and were roughly like gorillas. Some had particularly thick arms, some had short and thin legs, as if they were atrophied, and some had twisted and deviated spines.

The skin of these monsters was covered with grass and dirt, and there were many wounds and bloodstains.

Not only did they dodge the wizard's tentative attacks, but they also quickly deployed their formation after rushing out of the barn, trying to surround the three outsiders.

They were tenacious and aggressive, and they would cooperate with each other.

After the firewood bearers finished their assessment, they quickly threw out the strongest magic they could release. A wall of high-temperature plasma stood up around the three of them, and then whizzed past at a very fast speed, like a wildfire that had developed to the most severe level, quickly engulfing the monsters and villagers that rushed over.

After the treatment, the firewood bearer began to interrogate the surviving villagers and learned the reason for the change in the village:

Almost every household in this village had a man who went to the battlefield. Some of them never heard from him again, and some returned with difficulty. They often leaned on crutches or lost an arm.

In other words, the small village had a few more disabled people for a while.

They had some pensions, but the supplies in the village were not abundant, and money was of no use. Until one day, a mysterious monk came to the door and cheated all the money of these retired imperial soldiers, leaving a few bottles of potion.

Hearing that they could become normal people again, these young people drank all of it with the mentality of trying their best.

Their idea was simple:

If what the monk said was true, it would be great if their lost arms, legs and feet could grow back;

If not, they had no money anyway, and they had nothing to worry about, so they committed suicide together.

But they were wrong. After drinking the unknown potion, these people's appetites began to surge. Some of these young people got food, and the missing body parts began to grow. Others were ecstatic and tried every means to find food. They were willing to rob, steal, beg, and eat raw meat and drink blood.

The final result was those monsters. Sometimes they would go crazy, and sometimes they were relatively stable. They would not blindly attack the villagers, so they were locked up in the master's barn.

The monsters were not burned thoroughly. The firewood carrier turned over the skeleton and found that it was a circle larger than that of ordinary people. There were also bone spurs hyperplasia, and even bone spurs in the skull. It was hard to imagine how brain tissue could coexist with it.

After taking samples and packing up the surviving villagers, the three burned the entire village.

Similar serious pollution incidents were found in several marginal villages overnight. These "firewood carriers" turned into fire starters and wiped out several poor settlements.

At the same time, Saga was moving in the city. He spread his perception as much as possible to find the source of his discomfort.

There are many sources. When he locks on one, he will directly break through the cover of the building, and sometimes he can find the altar, the gathered and exclaiming believers.

When these people see Saga, they flee like a nest of rats, but they cannot escape the range of Saga's flames.

The fire magic used by the First Fire Tower is not simply "shaping energy". The flames they ignite contain special features and have a stronger function of expelling evil spirits.

This is not something that the spell cloud can easily replicate. The root cause is that since ancient times, people have been worshipping fire and its symbols, and the gods who hold relevant powers, and accumulating the power of faith.

These accumulations have not dissipated, but are all carried in the "original fire". It is both the first and the original source of the holy fire.

The wizards who enter the tower will hold a ceremony to establish a connection with the fire.

Now, the holy fire has begun to burn all over the city. Saga is confident that he can control the fire, not hurt innocent people, and will not let go of any evil.

Shouts filled the sky, and the security team rang the bell to wake up the city residents, who shouted to try to put out the fire.

The great wizard watched all this indifferently. Without his permission, the fire would continue to burn, and those ordinary people could not put it out. As long as the purification was completed, the fire would be quickly extinguished according to his will.

"Wonderful spell, able to control so many flames at the same time." Under his feet, lazy voices and weak applause suddenly appeared, just on the roof under his feet.

"Who are you?"

"Nice to meet you, I'm Gregory, the Pope of the Empire."

"The Empire has no state religion, so where does the Pope come from?" Saga frowned. He judged that the other party was also a person who was infected and tortured by dreams and went crazy, and planned to burn him together.

"You are also going to burn me?" The evil monk saw through the other party's intention: "Master, can you guarantee that there are no wronged souls under the flames?"

Gregory put his hand half open and half closed to his ear: "I heard the wailing and crying of civilians. This tragedy was caused by you. Please listen carefully."

In an instant, a shrill scream poured into Saga's ears, broke through his eardrums, and occupied his brain.