Chapter 713: Act 72 – Monster Respawn?
Brendel saw Erluin’s Royal White Crow Swordsmanship and knew there was no need to continue watching. He was certain that at this age, no one in the palace could teach the young prince this swordsmanship. Haruz must have been secretly observing this technique from somewhere he shouldn’t be, and from the clumsy stance, Brendel could tell that it was the first time he attempted to use this sword art.
The pure, silver moonlight explained everything.
Aside from the Chosen One, Brendel couldn’t find another explanation for the scene before him. The article on the forum turned out to be true. Not only was he a Seer, but it was also possible that he possessed both magical and swordsmanship talents.
He closed his mouth and let out a long breath. Only now did he realize that the young prince’s only enemy in the future might very well be himself. If one day he could overcome his fear of himself and step out from the shadow of the Grand Princess Grifian.
Then he might very well become an even more outstanding hero than the previous King Eke.
But for now, he was also his student. No teacher would be dissatisfied upon seeing their student excel, and Brendel couldn’t help but smile slightly.
“Mister Brendel, I don’t have much mana left,” at that moment, Himelam’s voice rang out.
Brendel turned his head; the priestess girl was already sweating profusely. He quickly asked Charles, “How much longer?”
Charles looked at him seriously, appearing hesitant to speak.
“Is the time not enough?” Brendel furrowed his brow.
“No, no, no, it’s been ready for a while now.” The young Wizard looked strange. “It’s just that I saw Lord’s interest in training that young boy, so I felt hesitant to disturb your enthusiasm.”
Brendel gave him an exasperated look. Although the creatures he summoned all had their own personalities, it seemed only Charles dared to tease him. Even Flour would just refuse to give him a good face.
Charles seemed to have anticipated that he would get into trouble and quickly diverted his attention by clapping his hands, loudly shouting, “Come forth, Tower of Mist!”
This method indeed worked; six silver lines descended from the sky, plunging into the ground. Then more silver lines extended horizontally from it, countless lines connected together, forming a hexagonal column in an instant, capturing everyone’s attention.
As soon as the column formed, it stood over thirty meters tall and ten meters wide, already taking on the shape of a wizard tower. But Charles’s summoning spell was clearly far from over; thicker lines were still subdividing into countless finer lines, and the silver lines began to expand across the six faces of the tower, gradually outlining windows, bricks, beams, doors, and steps.
The bright silver color of the earlier appearing lines gradually faded as they subdivided, eventually returning to their original color. It was as if glowing molten steel lost its brilliance as the temperature dissipated, and a dark tower built of granite appeared before everyone’s eyes.
Except for Brendel, even Laurena and Nemeses could not help but feel a bit surprised at this scene.
This was truly a miracle of magic.
“Everyone,” Brendel’s voice echoed in the forest, “retreat orderly into the tower immediately.”
Having lost the magical support of Himelam, the guard knights were already exhausted. Upon receiving Brendel’s command, they were the first to retreat, entering the tower, only to find that the interior was far larger than what was visible from outside, resembling a vast square capable of holding hundreds of people.
Then Freya, Medisa, Charles, and Peiya also retreated into the tower. The young prince was still entangled with the half-disabled magical creature, both were battered and bruised, but neither could do anything to the other. The magical creature had become a high-level infantry after losing its mana, and the young prince’s attacks were not enough to kill it.
Brendel glanced at the battle situation over there and grabbed Haruz back with a hand. Haruz seemed to have gotten a bit carried away and struggled for a moment in his grasp, but he calmed down at Brendel’s words: “A swordsman must know when to retreat; an excellent swordsman must first have a calm heart.”
The young prince immediately quieted down but continued to breathe heavily. Brendel encouraged him with a nod, “You performed well. If your sister sees your battle earlier, she will likely worry less about you in the future.”
Haruz was momentarily stunned, staring at him blankly. His silver eyes held confusion, like a child who didn’t understand.
Brendel reached out and poked his chest: “You must fight with your heart, not just reckless enthusiasm. You must understand why you fight. Fighting is not just about overcoming fear; it is about mastering oneself.”
Haruz held onto his sword, nodding in understanding, albeit somewhat muddled.
After pulling the young prince back into the wizard tower, those responsible for the rear guard—Himelam, Nemeses, Laurena, and Xi—also returned. As soon as they entered the tower, the magical creature outside naturally followed, and Nemeses and Xi stood at the entrance of the wizard tower, preparing to use the terrain to fend off the enemies. But at that moment, something that surprised everyone happened.
The magical creature charged at the wizard tower’s entrance, but it felt as though it had slammed into an invisible wall and was completely blocked outside. Those terrifying magical beings clawed and acted violently outside the invisible wall, yet they could not get an inch closer.
“Ha,” Charles also recognized what it was at this moment, “a high-level Exorcist Array, there is actually one here—Lord, did you know about this beforehand?”
Brendel glanced at him but did not answer.
However, the young wizard apprentice had already thickened his skin to a wall-like extent; seeing that Lord didn’t pay attention to him, he was unconcerned, just praising, “If we could move this tower, we could practically walk through this forest unnoticed.”
“But you can’t.” Laurena interrupted him, “If those magical creatures don’t retreat soon, we will be trapped here, unable to move.”
She turned to Brendel and asked, “Mister Brendel, do you have any plan?”
“The plan is already in front of us,” Brendel replied. “If those magical creatures don’t retreat soon, we just need to eliminate all of them.”
“Eliminate them?” The Lady Knight seemed puzzled. If they could eliminate those magical creatures, why needed to hide in this place?
“Of course,” Brendel nodded. “It wasn’t possible before; is it impossible now?”
“Now…” Laurena seemed a bit confused at first, but her eyes suddenly brightened. In terms of IQ, she was actually much smarter than Brendel; however, as a native, she often suffered from fixed-pattern thinking, unlike players who could consider issues beyond the game itself.
Natives often included the premise of ‘whether it’s reasonable’ in their considerations, while players first consider whether they can defeat their enemies. As for reasonableness, that is something for game designers to think about.
And now, there was a rather unreasonable combat method—
Brendel could tell from her expression that she had figured it out. However, this so-called terrain fighting method was common for players but somewhat more challenging in the Amber Sword world. Moreover, some of the so-called terrain were just clever gimmicks set up for players by the game itself.
This was exactly such a situation.
He issued a command: “Everyone else rest and prepare. Charles, Medisa, you will attack those magical creatures. If they retreat, you chase them. If they come after you, retreat back. Once weakened to over twenty layers, switch with Himelam and Freya, the third group is Nemeses and Miss Laurena. The three groups will rotate, understood?”
He looked at the mass of magical creatures outside the wizard tower, as if seeing a pile of floating experience points; if not for the fact that the two groups were really not enough to rotate, he wouldn’t even consider letting Nemeses and Laurena go. After all, that experience only worked for Charles, Medisa, and Himelam, effectively wasting it on others.
“Understood, understood, just watch me, Lord!” Charles seemed to get the point and immediately became eager, walking toward the door.
Medisa, who had been quieter, respectfully bowed to Brendel before turning to follow.
However, she was a bit curious; as the Silver Elf Princess, although she had heard of Exorcist Arrangements, they could not compare to Charles, who had a background in sorcery. She couldn’t help but look at the magical creatures outside in disbelief and asked softly, “Can we attack them from inside the wizard tower?”
“Of course,” Charles replied, “the high-level Exorcist Array is a two-way array, preventing enemies outside from entering and those inside from leaving. But its effects only apply to magical creatures or humans with pure dark magical power—Astrologers and witches who utilize dark magic through natural laws don’t count, but it can deal with certain cultists.”
“So powerful? But I only heard about Exorcist Arrays from my father before, and it wasn’t as powerful as this.”
“That’s because this spell was discovered from ruins nearly a thousand years ago. The Budans love to dig pits everywhere, and we Black Tower Wizards benefit from that,” Charles shrugged. “However, this spell is indeed that strong; it is said to originate from the technology in the Babel Tower, and the Exorcist Array is just a simplified version. As long as it’s not a high-ranking magical creature, it can keep them at bay. This is an absolute effect, without any discounts, and won’t weaken even if the number of magical creatures increases.”
“However, the high-level Exorcist Array requires a massive source of magical power to maintain, and the Black Tower Wizards must have made this wizard tower draw from the nearby scattered magical energy, which is also why so many magical creatures are gathering here.”
“I see.” Medisa gently nodded, turning back to Charles. “Who goes first, you or I?”
Charles chuckled, rolled up his sleeves, and said, “To act on behalf of a noble lady is not a courtesy only found in Silver Elf society; let me go first.”
He raised his hand, and white light had already gathered in his palm, forming a gigantic array. Then a white beam shot out like a blade, sweeping through the multitude of magical creatures outside the wizard tower. In that instant, the first dozen magical creatures in front turned to ashes.
Then came a series of dark magic explosions, but the shockwaves were blocked by the high-level Exorcist Array, not affecting the people inside at all.
After being attacked, the magical creatures, lacking intelligence, instinctively became enraged. Instead of fleeing, they surged forward even more. But their actions were bound to be futile; the high-level Exorcist Array acted like an invisible barrier keeping them out.
Seeing this scene, Charles felt greatly relieved. After all, the high-level Exorcist Array was just a term for him; who knows if what was written in books could be trusted? As a wizard and scholar, the first thing they learned was to question dogma and authority; this, in their view, set them apart from the devotees.
However, the power of the high-level Exorcist Array was reassuring, and without a second thought, he cast another two or three Dragon Strike spells.
After four spells were cast, Charles found that his experience had directly leveled up. He couldn’t help but feel both surprised and a bit embarrassed. He was surprised that such a method of killing enemies was far too easy. Normally, it took considerable effort to accumulate even a bit of experience, but here it felt like picking it up from the ground. However, the embarrassment came from the fact that the experience came too easily, and he inadvertently pushed the magical creatures back.
Now, if he and Medisa wanted to continue pursuing those magical creatures, they would have to run out.
For him, there was no problem, but he felt somewhat guilty toward the Silver Elf Princess. He couldn’t help but look at Medisa awkwardly.
“It’s fine,” the Silver Elf Princess, understanding, smiled. She raised her spear and said, “Charles, cover me; I’ll go kill them up close.”
Charles finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
…(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit Qidian.com and cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
