Chapter 226: The Appearance of the Flame Archangel and the Hot-Blooded Brain

The pale green fluorescence faded.

The Green-Leaf Witch dispelled the "Plant Growth" magic to prevent the flames from spreading along the plants and causing secondary damage.

Without the plants as fuel, the flames were blown away by the cold wind, revealing the three figures on the carriage.

"They blocked it?"

A magic caster on the left hill saw that the "Fireball" they had released hadn't caused the expected destruction, and their expression changed.

"Is it the effect of a magic item?"

"Fireball!"

Another orange-red fireball was released, while at the same time, blue electric light erupted from the right hill.

"Lightning Strike!"

Two third-rank attribute magics were launched at the Evil Spirit Dog and the carriage respectively. Although the magic was very simple, the targeted attack effectively suppressed Tang Zheng's side.

"Lightning Strike" was a high-speed piercing magic that could suppress the Evil Spirit Dog, while "Fireball" would explode upon contact with the target.

With Anri, an ordinary person, on the carriage, the area-of-effect explosion could also restrict the movements of the three of them.

"Kill!"

"Slaughter these guys!"

"We'll be rich!"

"Hahahaha!"

"...!!"

Meanwhile, more than forty mercenaries charged down from the hills on both sides, suppressing the Evil Spirit Dog and the Green-Leaf Witch with the magic from the two magic casters on the hills.

Facing such a scene,

even Anri regained her senses, gripping her short sword with white-knuckled intensity as she guarded against the surrounding mercenaries.

"Roar!"

The Evil Spirit Dog roared, leaping away from its original spot, its vicious beast eyes fixed on the flying blue electric light as it shook its head.

Whoosh—

The bone chains wrapped around its body shot out like a serpent.

Boom!

The bone chains collided with the Lightning Strike in mid-air, producing a piercing roar; blue electric light exploded, dimming the surroundings.

"Bone chains" looked like black metal chains, but they were actually a type of extremely hard, lightweight bone, so they did not conduct electricity.

Pshhh—

Wisps of white steam rose from the red-hot tip of the bone chains!

The Evil Spirit Dog landed on its four limbs, sliding about two meters, pulling back the bone chains and wrapping them around its body again.

The magic caster who had cast "Lightning Strike" widened their eyes: "How is this possible!"

That was third-rank magic.

It was just a mere Evil Spirit Dog; if it had dodged, that would be one thing, but it had actually blocked it head-on!

"Corruption!"

Boom!

A mass of acidic liquid collided with the fireball and exploded, the two forces canceling each other out.

On the other side,

Brain and Leader Fikampa, who had been watching the battle, both fixed their eyes on the Evil Spirit Dog.

That the green-haired magic caster girl could easily block the "Fireball" attack was not unexpected.

But that the Evil Spirit Dog could block third-rank magic was what surprised them.

"I remember the difficulty level of an Evil Spirit Dog monster is around 40-45, right?"

Leader Fikampa was first astonished, then his expression turned ugly: "Third-rank magic should be enough to kill it, yet it managed to block it!"

The plan had failed again and again.

Leader Fikampa's expression became more ferocious, his body exuding hostility.

First, the trap had failed, and then the plan to slaughter the Evil Spirit Dog pulling the carriage to prevent Tang Zheng's group from leaving easily had failed again.

"Heh."

"In the face of raw strength, so-called plans and arrangements are just trash."

Brain rested one hand on the hilt of his sword and said lazily, his brown eyes lingering briefly on the Evil Spirit Dog and the Green-Leaf Witch before fixing on his true target.

Even from a distance,

unable to see the expression on Tang Zheng's face, Brain could still feel a sense of composure from his figure.

"Hahaha, your words are as unpleasant as ever." Leader Fikampa laughed heartily, not angry in the slightest.

Because the true trump card of the "Spreading Death Sword" was Brain himself.

On the road below,

screams and painful wails began to rise.

The magic casters on the hills on both sides continued to cast magic, suppressing the Evil Spirit Dog and the Green-Leaf Witch.

But the suppression was clearly limited!

Facing the mercenaries surrounding them from all sides with weapons, the Evil Spirit Dog and the Green-Leaf Witch were still able to mount a certain degree of counterattack.

But with the advantage in numbers, many mercenaries soon broke through the defenses of the Evil Spirit Dog and the Green-Leaf Witch, gradually approaching the carriage.

"Master." The Green-Leaf Witch's eyes were icy, her green hair fluttering slightly.

She couldn't help but want to slaughter all these humans, but none of the magic she excelled in was area-of-effect.

"There really are a lot of people. The advantage of numbers does have some effect." Tang Zheng glanced at his surroundings and waved his hand at the Green-Leaf Witch.

He knew the Green-Leaf Witch wanted to let the Mist Witch hidden in her body take action, but Tang Zheng stopped her with a wave.

"So far, the real protagonist hasn't appeared. Are you trying to test me? Very well."

Tang Zheng pondered, lifting his eyelids slightly.

"Second-rank magic: Shockwave!"

"Quick Thrust!"

Among the approaching mercenaries, there were clearly some skilled fighters. A magic caster dressed as a warrior, protected by several mercenaries, raised his hand to cast a spell at Tang Zheng's rear flank.

At the same time!

A thief jumped out from behind, stabbing with a dagger.

The two attacked from front and back; no matter which side he dealt with, he would be attacked by the other.

Anri's pupils contracted, and she rushed forward without hesitation, blocking in front of Tang Zheng: "Master!"

Bang! Bang!

Suddenly, two dazzling white lights appeared on the field, condensing into two divine figures in mid-air.

Flame Archangels!

A Flame Archangel swung the flame sword in its hand, slashing down at the "Shockwave" and blocking the attack.

Clang!

The other Flame Archangel easily blocked the thief; the thief's dagger struck the Flame Archangel's silver-white armor without leaving even a white mark.

The thief looked at the Flame Archangel that had appeared out of thin air with a terrified expression.

Pshhh!

The flame sword thrust out, piercing the thief's chest.

"Ah!!" The thief screamed, then stopped abruptly. The Flame Archangel lifted its arm, and the flame-covered blade sliced the thief in two as easily as cutting tofu.

Two Flame Archangels exuding a faint white light hovered beside Tang Zheng, causing the previously excited mercenaries to freeze.

The air went quiet at this moment.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two Flame Archangels flapped their wings and charged out like wolves into a flock of sheep; every time their flame swords fell, another mercenary's life was taken.

Terrified screams broke the brief silence!

The Flame Archangels (Level 21) were simply not something these ordinary mercenaries could handle.

Not far away, at the very top of the small hill,

Bang!

Leader Fikampa took a step back, his foot landing on a loose stone, his ferocious face revealing terror: "That is... an angel-summoning monster. To be able to summon two at once..."

"Retreat, retreat..."

No wonder the Mithril-rank adventurer team "Rainbow" was wiped out.

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Damn it!

That genius alchemist actually had such means. Such a team...

Damn the Adventurer's Guild!

"Bastard."

Leader Fikampa took another step back, his face twisted as he considered retreating. The strength displayed by those two Flame Archangels was truly terrifying.

He had just noticed that five or six people attacking together couldn't cause any effective damage to that Flame Archangel monster, and were instead easily slaughtered.

These mercenary members were not weaklings.

No matter how little Leader Fikampa cared about his subordinates' casualties, he knew that facing such a powerful enemy, numbers no longer held any advantage.

An Evil Spirit Dog monster with strength far exceeding a normal one!

A green-haired girl who was a third-rank magic caster.

A genius alchemist who could summon two third-rank angel monsters.

A team of such powerful individuals could not be countered by ordinary numbers unless they had opponents of the same level.

Even if they could eventually win, the entire "Spreading Death Sword" wouldn't have many people left alive, let alone be able to claim the Empire's bounty.

Leader Fikampa quickly analyzed the pros and cons and made the most correct choice at the moment, roaring with a twisted expression: "Everyone, retreat..."

Slap!

A broad, rough palm pressed onto Leader Fikampa's shoulder, forcibly cutting him off.

"Don't be in such a hurry, Leader."

Brain twisted his taut neck, his lazy demeanor vanishing, his eyes burning as he looked down.

So the ability was summoning angels.

Finally, the intelligence was clear!

Regarding the reason for the genius alchemist's fame, aside from the Empire's high bounty, it was that he had pioneered a method of using demi-human blood to refine potions.

Brain had absolutely no interest in making potions.

But he knew that being able to refine potions with demi-human blood required not only superb alchemy skills but also considerable strength.

Otherwise, demi-human blood wouldn't be so easy to obtain.

With the keen intuition of a warrior,

he could perceive the strength of those two Flame Archangels; they were at a level that even he needed to take seriously.

A specialized summoning-type magic caster—this was the first time he had encountered one!

Brain was already hot-blooded.

After his failure against Gazef, he craved battle with any type of strong opponent; only by satisfying his thirst for battle could he become stronger.

"I don't care about anything else, just pin down that green-haired magic caster." Brain stared at Leader Fikampa, speaking calmly.

Leader Fikampa felt his body turn cold, and he quickly responded: "Alright!"

"Ptooey."

Brain spat out the toothpick in his mouth and walked down the slope of the small hill toward the road below.

Although he looked sloppy and lazy, as he took his steps, his aura began to undergo a distinct change.

It was like a beast waking up, finally beginning to hunt its prey!

Around the empty road, the corpses of many mercenary members lay on the ground; of the forty-plus people, only a dozen or so remained, barely holding on.

The screams and the smell of blood wafting through the air appeared clearly in Brain's perception.

But at this moment!

Brain stared at the scene before him, and a bored thought suddenly popped into his head: "The gap is truly obvious—so obvious that it's almost discordant."

They were clearly the ones who had launched the ambush, and they were clearly the ones with the most people, but instead, they were being routed, looking as if they could be crushed at any moment.

For most people, this was indeed a discordant scene, but in Brain's eyes, it felt perfectly normal.

Because this was reality!

The reason it felt discordant and unbelievable was that ordinary people simply couldn't understand this kind of power.

Most people had no talent, and even the adventurers and experts who were considered formidable in the eyes of ordinary people were just ordinary people who knew a few tricks in Brain's eyes.

Only those who had reached his level would understand the gap.

"It's Mr. Brain!"

"We're saved!"

With Brain's appearance, the mercenaries who had fallen into despair saw a glimmer of hope rekindled in their eyes.

Brain?

On the carriage, Tang Zheng's eyes flashed as he noticed the sloppy blue-haired figure.

"So, these people are from the 'Spreading Death Sword'."

Tang Zheng finally understood the origin of these attackers: "An unexpected reunion."

He felt a strange sense of emotion.

Tang Zheng still remembered the last time he saw him, which was at the "Royal Tournament" arena.

At that time, he had sat on the outermost edge of the stands, marveling at the combat techniques of Gazef and Brain, unable to even see their movements clearly.

Now—

"Let me see how much you've grown in the past half year."

Step! Step!

Seeing the mercenaries gathering toward him, Brain frowned and said coldly: "You bunch of bastards, get out of the way!"

Huh!

Just as Brain finished speaking, his eyebrows twitched, and his hand, which had been resting on the hilt of his sword, drew it instantly.

Bang—

A heavy impact exploded in mid-air.

"Hey, hey, did no one tell you that you shouldn't interrupt when someone else is talking?"

Brain pressed his hand against the hilt of his sword, his sharp gaze fixed forward: "Forgot, you're just a beast."

The gleaming blade and the bone chains rubbed against each other, producing a piercing "creak-creak" sound.

"Roar!"

The Evil Spirit Dog roared, manipulating the bone chains to bend in mid-air, bypassing the blade and lashing out fiercely.

Facing the bone chains that could change direction and swing in mid-air, making their attack path difficult to observe,

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Brain simply moved his eyes within their sockets, swinging his hand, and the long sword and bone chains collided repeatedly!

The dazzling offensive caused the surviving mercenaries to let out cries of surprise and excited roars.

(End of Chapter)