Mage Tower Reaching 24 Stories

At this moment, Shawn happened to be riding his domesticated sow, swimming toward Gold Coast, where he witnessed this scene.

Shawn squeezed his legs against Princess's belly, pulled the reins with his right hand, gripped his staff with his left, and muttered a string of chaotic incantations, summoning the three Harvest Watchers he had finally managed to produce, charging them into Gold Coast.

A mage is a mobile cannon!

Frostbolt!

Fireball!

Arcane Missiles!

Shawn used his only three combat spells in rotation, striking down one Murloc caster after another!

The domesticated sow, however, was incomparably savage and overbearing.

Relying on its unparalleled tonnage, super-ferocious strength, and extraordinary speed, the domesticated sow utilized its unique skills to embark on a path of indelible terror—a path that would make the Murlocs remember it forever, for generations to come, branded deep into their very bloodlines.

If one were to speak of lethality, the overbearing Princess was the true killing machine!

No, wait, Princess is a pig, not a machine.

The true killing machines were those three Harvest Watchers.

The domesticated sow knew how to grunt when tired, but those three Harvest Watchers knew nothing of fatigue.

These upgraded Harvest Watchers not only possessed the indestructible claws of a Harvest Golem but also a suit of impenetrable wooden armor.

Switching from straw to wooden armor was an epoch-making leap, directly elevating the Harvest Watchers' defensive capabilities by an entire tier.

Although it was merely wooden armor, it was specially treated, utilizing compressed particle boards produced by the Space Garrison. After undergoing at least thirteen processing stages, it possessed not only the hardness and toughness rivaling ordinary steel but also a natural resistance that steel lacked. Even a Fireball could not ignite it, and even a Frostbolt could not freeze it.

The Harvest Watchers were also equipped with a specially configured Watcher Longsword.

This was a true longsword, reaching three meters in length. Paired with the Harvest Watchers' stature of over three meters, they looked like three humanoid Gundams, or perhaps miniature versions of the Pacific Rim "Gipsy Danger."

The three longswords were rated by the Space Garrison as green-quality, excellent equipment.

Blade Drawn!

Once the killing machines were deployed, they were truly invincible! After all, no Murloc with a challenge rating above level 7 had appeared in Gold Coast yet!

The casters couldn't hit them, the warriors couldn't budge them; who could withstand the longswords of the Harvest Watchers?

In short, all in all, the Murlocs were finished; the Murlocs of Gold Coast were finished!

The few remaining Murlocs were slaughtered by the 150 soldiers under old Grian, Shawn, his domesticated sow, and the Harvest Watchers under his command.

Although they tried to flee, and a small portion eventually did escape.

"Old Grian, hurry up and take your men to pursue them! This is the best opportunity! Strike while the iron is hot!" Shawn shouted, egging old Grian on.

Old Grian sneered, "Do you take me for a fool? You want me to go chase them so you can loot the battlefield? Soldiers, start cleaning up the battlefield! Don't let that little fox get ahead of us!"

As soon as Grian finished speaking, the soldiers, though exhausted, were filled with excitement and immediately began frantically grabbing anything they could see. They would scoop up a pile of junk, only to see something better, immediately tossing the junk aside to grab the superior item.

Forgive them; they had been impoverished for far too long!

Shawn's mouth twitched.

He knew it would end up like this!

Two fists cannot fight four hundred hands; Shawn resigned himself to his fate. Even if he rushed to loot now, how much could he grab? Forget it, forget it; at least he should maintain some dignity.

Squeezing his legs against the pig's belly, Shawn arrived before old Grian, his face plastered with a smile. "Well, Lord Grian, look at how hard I've worked. Not only did I have the Kobolds ambush the Murlocs, but I also personally led my top combat forces into the fray, saving you so much trouble and contributing so much! Look, shouldn't my cut be increased a little?"

As soon as old Grian heard anything related to money, he rejected it without a second thought. "No! Not a single cent more! We agreed on the terms; do you want to go back on your word?"

Shawn chuckled. "No going back, no going back! It's just that, I'm not getting any younger, and I want to build a Mage Tower for myself, but I don't have the manpower. If I rely on myself, how long would it take to build? So..."

Old Grian glanced at Shawn sideways and said, "So you want my men to help you build the Mage Tower? Fine, as long as you pay the wages!"

Shawn waved his hand grandly. "Money is no problem! Deduct it from my share of the Jangolode Mine! Deduct the material costs from there too! Deduct everything needed from there!"

Old Grian's mouth twitched.

This little fox, he really is something; he even calculates this...

After thinking it over, old Grian agreed.

Old Grian said, "Fine, but I have one requirement... the Mage Tower must be built between Sentinel Hill and Saldean Farm. Don't be in such a rush to refuse; listen to my analysis. We've wiped out the Kobolds, and I'll clear out the remaining Murlocs soon, so the final great enemy will be the Defias Brotherhood. The leader of the Defias Brotherhood is VanCleef; although that guy is a bit paranoid, he isn't stupid, and he will definitely find a way to deal with us."

Old Grian casually cast a blessing on Shawn and continued, "If the Mage Tower is built between Sentinel Hill and Saldean Farm, we can support each other at any time. Once something happens at Saldean Farm, you can quickly go to the rescue. See how good that is?"

Shawn nodded.

He had to admit that old Grian's plan was quite sound.

Even if the Mage Tower were built, with Shawn's current setup, the tower wouldn't have strong defensive capabilities; he would still need old Grian's support at critical moments. Therefore, Shawn nodded in agreement.

And so, a great battle came to an end.

The final task of cleaning the battlefield was entirely handled by old Grian. The mission of pursuing the Murlocs was also left to old Grian, and the development of the Jangolode Mine was also handed over to old Grian. In an instant, Shawn had become a completely idle man.

Since he was now free, he might as well start doing his own thing.

Of the three hundred soldiers under old Grian, besides the 150 elites who participated in the battle, the remaining 150 were either lacking in combat power, injured, or simply old, weak, sick, or disabled. Although these people could hardly form a powerful fighting force, they were perfectly capable of serving as carpenters, stonemasons, or bricklayers.

Thus, the work of building Shawn's Mage Tower began, tense and orderly.

After offering double the market rate, the soldiers were highly motivated. It wasn't just them; even many of the drifters at Saldean Farm got involved.

Among these drifters were even former members of the Mason Guild of Stormwind City, who were only wandering because they refused to join VanCleef in his life of crime.

They were all professionals in construction engineering, so Shawn immediately entrusted them with heavy responsibilities, appointing them as chief engineers for the Mage Tower at five times the pay of the others.

Timber and stone were being harvested by dedicated crews, and Fablon's Shredder finally found its purpose.

Cutting, polishing, transporting, and building—everyone performed their own duties. According to the engineers' estimates, the project would be completed in about two months.

The reason it required over a hundred people and still needed two months was that Shawn's ambitions were a bit too grand.

Indeed, he looked down on the seven-story Mage Tower of Elwynn Forest and decided to build a twenty-four-story one in a single go. With each floor standing four meters high, twenty-four floors would reach over a hundred meters, making it absolutely the tallest structure in Westfall.

The entire Mage Tower, when viewed from above, was a regular pentagon; connecting the five corners formed a standard pentagram, representing mystery and magic.

The Mage Tower grew narrower from bottom to top. The first floor had sides of thirty meters, while by the twenty-fourth floor, each side was only ten meters.

On this day, as Shawn was herding pigs near the Mage Tower, an unexpected person appeared.