The faint green fluorescent light faded as the Verdant Witch dispelled the "Plant Growth" spell, preventing the flames from spreading along the plants and causing secondary damage.
Without plants as fuel, the flames were completely extinguished by the cold wind, revealing the three figures on the carriage.
"They blocked it?"
A magic chanter on the left hillside watched his released "Fireball" fail to cause the destruction he imagined, and his expression changed.
"Is it the effect of a magical item?"
"Fireball!"
A burning orange-red fireball was released again, and at the same time, blue lightning flashed from the hillside on the right.
"Lightning Strike!"
The two third-tier attribute spells attacked Kuro and the carriage again, respectively. Although the spells were simple, the obviously targeted attacks immediately suppressed Minori's side.
"Lightning Strike" was a very fast penetrating spell that could suppress Kuro, while "Fireball" would explode upon contact with the target.
Enri, an ordinary person, was on the carriage, and a range explosion could also restrain the actions of Minori and the other two.
"Kill!"
"Slaughter these guys."
"We'll be rich!"
"Hahaha!"
At the same time, forty members of the mercenary group, rushing down from the hillsides on both sides, had already charged down under the magical suppression of the two magic chanters within the "Death Spreading Brigade."
Faced with such a scene.
Even Enri recovered from her shock, gripping her short sword tightly with her knuckles white, vigilantly looking at the mercenaries rushing towards them.
"Roar!"
Kuro roared and quickly jumped away from its original position, its ferocious beast eyes staring at the blue lightning flying towards it.
It suddenly swung its head.
Whoosh! The bone chains wrapped around its body shot out like swimming snakes.
Boom!
The bone chains collided with the Lightning Strike in mid-air, making a harsh roar, and the blue lightning exploded, darkening the surrounding area.
"Bone Chains" looked like black metal chains, but were actually a very light and hard bone, so there would be no electrical conductivity.
Puff! Wisps of white steam emerged from the scalding red bone chain tips!
Kuro's limbs landed from the air, sliding about two meters, pulling back the bone chains on its body and wrapping them around itself again.
The magic chanter who cast "Lightning Strike" widened his eyes: "How could this be!"
This was a third-tier spell.
It was just a mere Hound; dodging it would have been one thing, but it was actually able to withstand it head-on!
"Corrupt Destruction!"
Boom!
A corrosive mass of liquid collided with the Fireball and exploded, the two forces canceling each other out.
On the other side.
Brian Unglaus and Commander Ficon Pahr, who had been paying attention to the battle, both focused their attention on Kuro.
The green-haired girl, the magic chanter, was able to easily block the "Fireball" attack, which was not unexpected.
"If I remember correctly, the difficulty level of a monster like a Dire Wolf is between '40~45', right?"
[TL: Levels are diffrent in this real world]
Commander Ficon Pahr was first surprised, then his expression turned ugly: "A third-tier spell is enough to kill it, but it was able to block it!"
The plan went wrong again and again.
Commander Ficon Pahr's expression became even more ferocious, and he exuded a fierce aura.
First, the trap failed, and then the plan to kill Kuro pulling the carriage, preventing Minori and his party from leaving easily, failed again.
"Heh."
"In the face of hard power, so-called plans and arrangements are just garbage."
Brian Unglaus rested his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, speaking lazily, his brown eyes briefly lingering on Kuro and the Verdant Witch before looking at the real target.
Even from a distance.
Unable to see Minori's expression clearly, Brian Unglaus could still feel a sense of composure from the other party's figure.
"Haha, your words are as unpleasant as ever." Commander Ficon Pahr grinned and laughed, not angry at all.
Because the real trump card of the "Death Spreading Brigade" was Brian Unglaus himself.
On the road below.
Screams and cries of pain began to gradually sound.
The magic chanters on the hills on both sides temporarily suppressed Kuro and the Verdant Witch by constantly releasing magic.
But the suppression was obviously limited!
Faced with the mercenary group members holding weapons and surrounding them from all directions, Kuro and the Verdant Witch were still able to launch some counterattacks.
But with the advantage in numbers, many mercenaries soon broke through the defenses of Kuro and the Verdant Witch, gradually approaching the carriage.
"Master." The Verdant Witch's eyes were extremely cold, and her green hair rippled slightly.
She couldn't help but want to slaughter all the humans in front of her, but she didn't have any range attack spells among the spells she was good at.
"There are really a lot of people, the advantage in numbers still has some effect." Minori glanced around and waved his hand at the Verdant Witch.
He knew that the Verdant Witch wanted to let the Mist Witch hidden in her body take action, but Minori waved his hand to stop her.
"Until now, the real protagonist hasn't appeared, are they trying to test me? Very well."
Minori pondered, his eyelids slightly raised.
"Second-tier magic · Shockwave!"
"Quick Thrust!"
There was no shortage of good players among the approaching mercenaries. A magic chanter who deliberately wore black leather armor and dressed like a warrior, under the protection of several mercenaries, came to Minori's side and raised his hand to cast a spell.
At the same time!
A thief also jumped out from behind, holding a dagger in his hand and stabbing towards him.
The two attacked from the front and back, and dealing with either side would inevitably be attacked by the other.
Enri's pupils contracted, and she rushed over without hesitation, standing in front of Minori: "Captain!"
Bang! Bang!
Suddenly, two dazzling white lights appeared in the field, condensing into two sacred figures in mid-air—Flame Archangels!
One Flame Archangel waved the flame sword in its hand and slashed down on the 'Shockwave', blocking the attack.
Clang!
The other Flame Archangel easily blocked the thief, and the thief's dagger stabbed the Flame Archangel's silver-white armor, not even leaving a white mark.
The thief looked at the Flame Archangel that appeared out of thin air with a horrified expression.
Puff!
The flame sword pierced out, penetrating the thief's chest.
"Ah!" The thief screamed, then stopped abruptly.
The Flame Archangel raised its arm and the sword body, and the flame-covered blade easily cut the thief in half like cutting tofu.
Two Flame Archangels emitting a faint white light hovered beside Minori, freezing the originally excited mercenaries.
The air became quiet at this moment.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The two Flame Angels vibrated their wings and instantly shot out, like wolves entering a flock of sheep. Each time their flaming swords fell, a mercenary's life was taken.
Terrified screams shattered the brief silence!
The Flame Angels, at Level 21, were simply too much for these ordinary mercenaries to handle.
On the hilltop not far away.
Bang!
Captain Ficon Pahr took a step back, his foot landing on a piece of gravel. His face, previously twisted in a ferocious expression, now revealed fear: "That's... an angel summoning creature! And he can summon two at once."
"Retreat, retreat..."
No wonder the Mithril-ranked adventure team 'Rainbow' was completely annihilated.
Damn it!
That genius alchemist actually possesses such means! This kind of team… damn the Adventurers' Guild!
"Bastard."
Captain Ficon Pahr took another step back, a desire to retreat growing in his heart. The strength displayed by those two Flame Angels was truly terrifying.
He had just noticed that even with five or six people attacking together, they couldn't inflict any effective damage on the Flame Angel demon. Instead, they were easily killed.
These mercenary members were not all useless.
Even if Captain Ficon Pahr didn't care about the casualties of his subordinates, he knew that against such powerful enemies, numbers were no longer an advantage.
A demonic Hellhound, Kuro whose strength far exceeded that of a normal hellhound!
A green-haired girl, a third-tier magic caster.
A genius alchemist who could summon two third-tier Angel demons.
Against such a strong team, unless they had an equal number of strong individuals of the same level, it would be impossible to contend with them using the advantage of numbers.
Even if they were able to achieve victory in the end, the entire 'Death Spreading Brigade' would barely survive, let alone secure the Empire's bounty.
After a brief analysis of the pros and cons, Captain Ficon Pahr made the most correct choice at the moment, roaring with a distorted face: "Everyone, retreat! — — —"
Pa!
A wide, rough hand pressed down on Captain Ficon Pahr's shoulder, forcibly interrupting his words.
"Don't be so anxious, Captain."
Brian Unglaus twisted his taut neck, his previously lazy appearance swept away, his gaze fixed on the scene below with fervor.
So, his ability is to summon angels.
Finally, he understood the information!
The reason for this genius alchemist's fame, besides the Empire's high bounty, was that he had created a unique method of using demihuman blood to refine potions.
Brian Unglaus wasn't interested in making potions at all.
But he knew that being able to use demihuman blood to refine potions not only required superb alchemy skills but also a certain level of strength.
Otherwise, demihuman blood wouldn't be so easy to obtain.
The keen intuition of a warrior.
Allowed him to perceive the strength of those two Flame Angels, to the point where even he needed to take them seriously.
A specialized summoning-type magic caster, this was the first time he had encountered one!
Brian Unglaus was already boiling with excitement.
After experiencing defeat against Gazef Stronoff, he craved to fight any type of strong opponent. Only by satisfying his thirst for battle could he become even stronger.
"I don't care about anything else, restrain that green-haired magic caster," Brian Unglaus said calmly, his brown eyes fixed on Captain Ficon.
Captain Ficon felt a chill run through his body and immediately responded: "Alright!"
"Tch."
Brian Unglaus spat out the toothpick he had been holding in his mouth and walked down the slope of the hill, step by step, towards the road below.
Although he looked lazy and slovenly, as he took each step, a clear change began to appear in his demeanor.
Like a awakened beast, finally beginning its hunt!
Around the empty road, the corpses of many mercenary members lay on the ground. Of the forty-plus people, only about ten remained, gathered together, barely holding on.
The screams and the smell of blood in the air were clearly present in Brian's perception.
However, at this moment!
Brian Unglaus stared at the scene before him, and a boring thought suddenly popped into his mind: "The gap is really obvious, so obvious that it feels a bit out of place."
They were the ones who ambushed, and they were the ones with the most people, but the result was that they were retreating steadily, looking like they were about to be defeated at any moment.
For most people, this was indeed a very incongruous scene, but in Brian's eyes, it felt perfectly normal.
Because this was reality!
The reason why it felt incongruous and unbelievable was that ordinary people simply couldn't understand this kind of power.
Most people didn't have talent. Even the adventurers and experts who were considered powerful in the eyes of ordinary people were just ordinary people who knew some martial arts in Brian's eyes.
Only by reaching his level would one understand the difference.
"It's Mr. Brian!"
"We're saved!"
With Brian Unglaus's appearance, the eyes of the mercenary members who had been plunged into despair regained their brilliance.
Brian?
In the carriage, Minori's eyes flashed as he noticed the blue-haired figure.
"So, these people are from the 'Death Spreading Brigade'."
Minori finally understood the origin of these attackers: "An unexpected reunion."
He couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.
Minori still remembered seeing him last time, on the stage of the 'Imperial Tournament'.
At that time, he was sitting on the outermost part of the stands, marveling at the fighting skills between Gazef Stronoff and Brian Unglaus, unable to even see their movements clearly.
Now, "Let me see how much you've grown in more than half a year."
Step! Step!
Seeing the mercenaries gathering towards him as he appeared, Brian Unglaus frowned and said coldly, "All of you, get out of my way!"
Hmm!
Just as Brian finished speaking, his eyebrows twitched, and the hand gripping the hilt of his sword instantly drew it.
Bang! A heavy impact exploded in mid-air.
"Hey, hey, has no one told you not to interrupt when others are talking?"
Brian pressed down on the hilt of his sword with one hand, his sharp eyes fixed on the front: "Oh right, you're just a beast."
The cold blade constantly rubbed against the bone chain, making a harsh "creak, creak" sound.
"Roar!"
Kuro roared, manipulating the bone chain to bend in mid-air and lash out fiercely after bypassing the blade.
Faced with the bone chain that changed and swung in mid-air, making it difficult to easily observe the attack route.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Brian's eyes only moved in their sockets, and with a wave of his hand, the longsword and the bone chain constantly intersected and collided!
The dazzling offensive caused the surviving mercenaries to exclaim and roar with excitement.