Compound Magic is magic cast with the help of at least ten mages working together. The defining traits of such magic are their imnse mana requirents, and equally imnse power. The preparation ti required for the casting is only matched by the complexity of the spellcraft itself.
Because these spells are most used for war, they are often referred to as War Magic or Tactical Magic.
The basis for Compound Magic is the very simple principle of, if one person isnt enough, how about ten? In a lot of ways, this out-of-the-box creativity of humans can be said to be one of the Creators finest works. To a certain degree, this creativity is a legacy of the Creators own sense of creation.
The application of Compound Magic is one of the most complex tasks a mage could ever attempt. First off, an imnse amount of ti has to be spent training the coordination between the participating mages. Next, the varying mana reserves and habits have to be smoothed out to ensure an even casting. Finally, at least a Seven-star mage is required to conduct the actual casting. Once all that is settled, there is still the issue of Compound Magics inherently high rate of failure. After all, even if preparations have been done, it is still impossible to completely harmonize the mana of so many mages. Mutual rejection is only to be expected.
Yet in spite of all that, the power of Compound Magic cannot be denied. In terms of raw firepower alone, the only magic that could possibly top it is Forbidden Magic. A single successful casting will more than likely decide the outco of a war!
From |Compound Magic: The Key to Winning a War|
Escaping into the wilderness wasnt an option at all. This was the Underdepths, not the Western Human Realms; danger was lurking in every corner of its forest, the only difference was whether it was a plant or an animal.
The stubbornness of the Undermarsh Murlocs had truly placed in a bind. I couldnt be sure if they were bluffing or they really had more reinforcents waiting in the river. Either way, it was also an undeniable fact that with just these ten attendants alone, fighting off a thousand Murlocs was close to impossible.
So its ti for the Devil King Idol? Or perhaps I should let them know that Im the Holy Son? Sigh if only these fishes worshipped my godmother as well like why would I ever risk my own life when I can just pull the parents card?!
However, the fact that these Murlocs were at war with the Dark Elves ant that they clearly had no respect for my godmother. So its stomping ti then?
But pulling out the Devil King Idol just to bully a bunch of fishes just feels bad. All the opponents I used it against were all high level enemies and deserved that level of treatnt. But these fishes sohow it feels like its my loss just for summoning it.
Yet before I could co to a decision about whether or not to employ the Devil King Idol against them, fate had already made the decision for
The ground around us began to visibly shake. From across the river, there ca the thunderous sounds of an army riding ever closer to our position.
A company of roughly two hundred Blood Drake Riders were galloping at full speed towards us right this instant. Their blurred figures reminded of a sprinting leopard I once saw on television -that was how fast they were riding right now. Unfortunately, with how much distance they had to cover, it was highly unlikely that they would reach us in ti.
However, the mont I thought they would never make it in ti, the riders all made their move. They reached for the nearly two ters long spears on their backs and took up a throwing stance akin to an olympic javelineer.
Dragon spears: launch!
The Blood Drake Riders launched a volley of attacks against the Undermarsh Murlocs. With the speed of their mounts and their powerful arms propelling the spear forward, the spears easily crossed the distance between them and the Murlocs in an instant. Across the air, one could see dozens of spears flying towards the Murlocs in a perfect arc, reminiscent of dragons riding the clouds. This first rain of spears alone took out over a hundred Murlocs easily.
The fact that half of these spears were able to hit their targets from such a long distance away was testant to the extraordinary skill of these Blood Drake Riders. No wonder they were considered the trump card of the Shadowhunter clan! Lest one forgot, these Murlocs werent just target dummies standing there to be shot. They were living, breathing, and more importantly, moving creatures. Such a success was an unexpected surprise for , though it probably also had to do with the sheer density of their formation.
Brggwwllll!
The Murloc Clanleader gurgled out more orders in response to the sudden attack. Following that, the otherwise unending stream of Murlocs swam back into the river, in all likelihood to stall the incoming reinforcent. Perhaps in his mind, he had the situation here completely in his control.
Unfortunately for him, this was a huge mistake. It wasnt just the Blood Drake Riders who ca to our rescue -the mages were here as well!
Close behind the Blood Drake Riders, the sounds of mages chanting in unison slowly beca clearer amidst the din of the rumbling Drakes.
By the ti the Murloc Clanleader discovered what was going on, it was too late!
It turned out that not only were the Blood Drakes carrying their usual riders, they were carrying a mage on each of their backs as well
The uniform chanting only ant one single thing: Compound Magic! Magic like that required a prerequisite number of mages chanting at the sa ti, along with a well-honed coordination. Not only did it require a long ti to cast, there had to be at least a Seven-star mage leading the whole ritual.
By now, the chanting sound had already begun to overwhelm the rumbling of the Blood Drakes. It almost seed like the whole world was silent except for that strange, arcane chanting. Soon, the air itself began to turn cold like a blizzard was raging in the middle of sumr. Or maybe we were teleported to the North Pole
In just the blink of an eye, the surface of the Brackishwaters River turned to ice. And I ant ICE. Rather than the onset of winter slowly freezing the river, it was more like the Ice Age itself had arrived and caught everyone by surprise. Any lifeform who wasnt able to jump out in ti was now encased in ice. Even the odd limb or two that sohow made it to the surface had frozen over like an ice sculpture.
If I had to describe the current scene, it was like looking into a popsicle. The entire river had frozen into a transparent popsicle and those Murlocs trapped within were the fruit chunks
The Blood Drake Riders took this opportunity to charge across the newly created surface and scatter the Murlocs. Thanks to the chaos created by the Compound Magic, it barely took any effort at all before the Murlocs were routed and their formation broken. Zurnalin was the one leading the charge of these fearso riders. Her mighty dragon spear went straight for the Murloc Clanleader, hoisting him up high while her Blood Drake bit down on the dangling lower half and began thrashing about.
Their leader was captured, and this battle had been decided.
Try as they might, whether by spear or by claw, no amount of struggling was going to overturn this battle now. The Murlocs had completely lost their advantage, and even if they had the nurical advantage still, that wasnt enough to salvage this situation.
Without any leader to direct their army, the Murlocs werent able to mount an effective defense at all. They were the very definition of a headless snake, struggling in vain during its last few seconds.
Your holiness, please forgive Paliseth for her lateness. Paliseth practically leapt off Zurnalins mount at that point, hugging tightly the mont she landed. Nothing fills Paliseth with greater joy than to see your holiness safe and sound. Paliseth honestly thought that she had to commit ritual suicide as penitence to the goddess
Thats fine and all, but you can not point those things in my chest Im suffocating here
Cough we can talk about all that later First, I need you to let go
Although it took a bit of struggling, I finally managed to escape from her diabolical clutches. However, I was imdiately buried in darkness once more as I bumped into a new pair of bouncy mountains
Your holiness, youre alright! Thank the goddess. Once this battle is over, how about we get married
Zurnalin sister I really need so oxygen right now
Just as I was about to pass out from oxygen deprivation, my ears picked up the anxious but still timid voice of Jezsere. Master he looks like he cant breathe
Ah! Your holiness, whats the matter? Dont frighten like that
So Paliseth really has to commit ritual suicide?
Master master
A minute later
BREATH Im alive again
The next ti you two want to use those weapons of mass destruction, how about giving a warning first?! Breath also, Zurnalins arent half bad, they can give Paliseth a run for her money.
Well bouncy bouncies are nice and all, but I still have so matters to attend to. Like that half-bitten Murloc Clanleader
So how do we deal with this fella? I pointed at Murloc Clanleader who had finally been freed from the jaws of that Blood Drake but was still breathing out more than he was breathing in. At his side was the Murloc Shaman who was frantically casting healing spells on him.
Finish the job?
Ahh I beg of you, dont kill us The mont that I wanted to kill them, the Murloc Shaman imdiately dragged himself to my feet and began grovelling, his healing spells clearly thrown to the wind at this point.
Hey I think your big brother is not going to make it at this rate
Ordinarily, the Murloc Clanleader should have been at his death throes by now. But thanks to the healing spells, he was beginning to recover sowhat, at least until his little brother completely forgot about them
Ahhh big brother dont die if you die, what am I to do Having been reminded by , the Murloc Shaman abandoned his grovelling entirely and went back to casting his healing spells. As he did so, drop after drop of regret-filled tears rolled from his eyes. Please wake up, big brother. As long as you wake up, I I I promise to never fight with you over Lily ever again
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