Chapter 59: b.l.o.o.d.y Night
This was a large and wide sheepskin tent. There were a few corpses scattered around the tent. Half of the tent had been opened, revealing the scene under the tent.
Inside was a large soft bed. A man and a woman were lying naked on the bed.
From the spiritual sense, it was determined that the man was the enemy’s Apprentice Wizard.
Gallio and a few Knights had surrounded the place, raising their crossguard swords as if they were ready to charge at any moment.
The man on the bed was shocked and angry. He roared in anger, “You bunch of d.a.m.n bugs! How dare you offend a n.o.ble Wizard?! If you dare to take another step forward, I swear, I will rot your bodies and torture your souls!”
The man’s words obviously had a great impact.
The Knights around them were hesitant and worried. They didn’t dare to step forward.
“What happened?” Heath walked over at this moment.
Gallio bowed as if he had been pardoned. “Sir Wizard.”
After a pause, he said to Heath carefully, “I heard from the soldiers that this should be the Wizard of the enemy.”
Heath nodded and said, “Leave this to me. You guys go and organize the attack. The enemy’s commander has just been killed by me. Take his head and ask the soldiers here to surrender!”
“Yes.”
Hearing Heath’s words, the face of the woman next to the male Wizard suddenly changed.
She hurriedly said to the male Wizard, “Sir Wizard, we can’t let them leave here. We have to control the situation quickly!”
The male Wizard’s expression was fierce, but he did not say anything.
Seeing this scene, Heath could not help but squint his eyes, his expression thoughtful.
The Knights quickly left.
Heath stood where he was, but he did not rashly step forward. Instead, he sized up the man in front of him.
He could not help but be stunned when he saw this.
‘Isn’t… Isn’t this the male Wizard from the auction?’
He swept his gaze around and indeed, he found a white bone staff with a skull on it not far away. It was the official-level Wizard tool [Necromancer’s Staff] from the auction.
‘So that’s how it is. After fighting for so long, it’s this guy. Fate is really playing tricks on people…’
Just as Heath was stunned, the male Wizard spoke.
He angrily shouted at Heath, “You d.a.m.ned, lowly little Apprentice. After eating a bear’s heart and leopard’s guts, you actually dared to offend me, Pritte! Do you think that with your low-level Apprentice’s magic power, you’re worthy of being my enemy?”
Heath returned to his thoughts.
He narrowed his eyes and suddenly said meaningfully, “If it was a head-on confrontation, of course, I’m not confident that I could win against you. But now… I think you’re not in a good state, right?”
Pritte’s eyebrows unconsciously twitched.
Heath did not say anything. He raised his hand and threw a fireball at Pritte.
Pritte’s face turned pale. He quickly raised his hand and the blood-red s.h.i.+eld that he had seen on the battlefield appeared before him.
Boom!
The fireball exploded on the s.h.i.+eld into a sky full of sparks.
Although the fireball was blocked, Pritte’s body also shook heavily. His face turned pale involuntarily, and he looked completely dispirited.
The blood-red s.h.i.+eld that he was controlling suddenly became much dimmer.
Seeing that, Heath’s eyes lit up. This was because he had judged Pritte’s current situation with one glance —
This guy had no magic power!
After careful calculation, he had previously controlled the undead army and summoned a torrential rain. All of them were official-level spells. With his advanced Apprentice’s ability to cast spells of this level, it was only natural that his magic power would be drained.
Now, he was afraid that only a little of his remaining magic power could maintain the defensive spells.
‘What good luck!’
There was nothing more to say. Wizards were certainly terrifying, but Wizards who could not cast spells were not much stronger than ordinary people.
However, to play it safe, Heath did not rush forward rashly. Instead, he used fireball and Wizard’s Hand to attack Pritte from a distance.
After doing this several times, the blood s.h.i.+eld in front of Pritte could not hold on any longer and exploded into a pool of blood.
Following the collapse of the blood s.h.i.+eld, Pritte also suffered great mental damage. His face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He collapsed on the bed, looking like he had fainted.
Heath was still on guard and did not rush forward. Instead, he grabbed a crossguard sword with Wizard’s Hand and shot it in that direction.
Just as the crossguard sword was about to reach him, a cloud of black smoke suddenly rose from the body of a corpse on the ground, and then it exploded with a bang.
Like an exploding grenade, the pieces of the corpse, mixed with flesh and blood, suddenly erupted. The powerful waves sent the flying crossguard sword flying.
A huge pit with a diameter of two to three meters had already appeared on the spot.
Seeing this scene, Heath could not help but curse in a low voice, “Despicable move! Truly sinister!”
With such a powerful power, if he had recklessly walked forward just now, even with the protection of the Mimicry s.h.i.+eld, he would have suffered quite a lot of damage.
Fortunately, this spell seemed to be Pritte’s limit.
After using it, his whole body shook violently. He lay on the bed weakly, unable to move anymore.
Heath raised his hands.
Clang! Clang!
The cold sound of metal interweaving rang out.
Several crossguard swords scattered on the ground slowly flew into the air.
The sharp edge of the swords scattered waves of bright cold light under the flickering flames, shooting straight into the hearts of people who felt a chill.
Pritte was finally afraid.
He hurriedly said, “Don’t, don’t kill me,”
His face was as pale as paper, and he said in panic, “You… You… You can’t kill me! I… I’m a member of the Oslund family. If you kill me, my family will not let you go!”
Pritte’s words did indeed cause Heath to have a moment of hesitation.
But at this moment, he suddenly saw Pritte’s gaze.
An extremely vicious gaze.
So…
This was the only way!
Heath waved his right hand down.
Whoos.h.!.+ Whoos.h.!.+ Whoos.h.!.+
A series of uneasy rus.h.i.+ng wind sounds rang out. The flying cross swords shot towards Pritte on the bed from all directions.
Pu! Pu! Pu!
The sound of metal cutting into flesh rang out one after another.
Several cross swords pierced through Pritte’s heart, lungs, limbs, and torso, pinning him firmly to the bed.
Pritte’s eyes were wide open, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. It was as if he could not believe that Heath would actually dare to kill him.
He opened his mouth. “You…”
Before he could finish his sentence, his head tilted to the side, and there was no sound.
The woman sitting next to Pritte was stunned. Her blood-covered face was completely filled with terror.
“Ah!!!!”
Her face turned pale, and she let out an ear-piercing scream.
At this point, the picture of the war drew a curtain under the night sky,
Amid the soaring flames, the panicked Ryker soldiers ran back and forth.
Some had just rushed out of the tent, and they were still naked. Some were holding their weapons in a panic, and they were trembling as they looked for their commander. Some had already lost their will to fight, and they were squatting on the ground with their hands over their heads, wailing loudly.
The sounds of killing, weapons clas.h.i.+ng, screams, and women’s screams resounded through the air.
Tonight…
It was destined to be a sleepless night!