Chapter 43: The Cellar (1/2)

The guardsmen quickly surrounded the skeletal mages, preventing them from coming down. However, this didn’t mean that the guardsmen were able to climb up either. Their vantage point gave the mages a clear shot at the guardsmen.

As soon as they discovered that they were sealed in, they began to fire off bone spears in rapid succession as if their mana was endless. Within a short span of time, they were able to fire off 10 bone spears, keeping the guardsmen at bay.

However, this didn’t faze me as I calmly got my subordinates to maintain their positions. Instead, I stood nearby firing off darkness arrows at them. Their alertness surprised me as the mere action of my spell locking onto them seemed to draw the attention of one of the mages. As the mass of darkness energy hurtled towards the mage, it immediately erected a bone wall to shield itself.

As the bone wall rose from the floor of the rooftop, the building itself began to tilt to the side from the additional weight. Its dry aged walls were already on the verge of collapse due to the ravages of time. If the bone wall wasn’t removed soon, the entire rooftop would collapse.

The mage was aware of this fact as well and immediately cancelled his spell. After a slight tremble, the building stabilized once more.

The danger of collapse was averted, but not for long. My eyes lit up upon seeing this as a plan rapidly formulated in my mind.

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I had originally planned to have my guardsmen wear out the mages, or perhaps tear down building, but now there was a much easier and safer way to bring them down!

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“All of you, retreat further back.” The devils temporarily retreated under the confused gazes of the mages. What they didn’t know was that one of the mages had just dug their own grave for them. As I locked onto an empty spot next to them, I summoned a bone wall!

One, two, three…bone wall after bone wall rose in succession until finally at the third bone wall, the decrepit building started shaking. A moment later, the cracks spread out across the rooftop like a spiderweb before collapsing entirely in a loud burst of dust and mortar.

Due to the sudden collapse of the rooftop, the two mages were unable to react in time and fell along with the rubble, getting buried alive in the process.

After a minute or so, the dust from the collapse settled, and I could finally inspect my handiwork.

As expected, the mages were buried under the rubble with parts of their limbs sticking out from underneath, their condition unknown.

“No.3, Big 4, go take care of them. Also, be careful, they might be faking it.”

With their round shields, sending them was the safest bet. The bone shields of the guardsmen were simply not in the same league as No.3 and Big 4’s shields in terms of defensive power, so sending them instead might cause unnecessary losses.

After all, the cunning of the two mages was demonstrated on multiple occasions. I highly doubt that they would die so easily. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if they were lying in wait, ready to ambush us.

As later events would show, my suspicions were well founded and my caution well rewarded. Those two mages weren’t dead or incapacitated, they were merely faking their deaths, awaiting the chance to deal us a mortal blow. However, No.3 and Big 4 weren’t just any old imp. They were seasoned veterans.

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With my reminder still fresh in their minds, they slowly approached the rubble with their shields raised in front of them and their spiked maces extended.

They had intended to prod the rubble with their maces to check out the situation, but as their maces closed in, a couple of odd-looking globes of green fluid flew out of the rubble and landed onto their raised shields.

*Hisssss* As the green fluid flowed down the shield, a loud hissing sound filled the surroundings followed by an unknown stench wafting about in an ominous cloud of blackish-green smoke.

That fluid…it’s corrosive! Damn it, they even had this up their sleeves…

All this while, I thought they could only cast bone spears, but to think they actually brought out an entirely new spell in such a crucial moment. Furthermore, that spell seems really ominous…that smell and smoke…

“Quick! Toss those shields away! Kill them!”

The sudden turn of events made me panic. I didn’t know if I should get them to prioritise killing the mages first or to protect themselves first.

Devils were known for their vicious and cruel nature, especially these two devils. They were exceptionally cruel, whether it was to their enemies or to themselves.

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To them, safety was something you thought about as an afterthought. They brandished their spiked maces and began wildly smashing the pile of rubble, determined not to let the mages release a second volley of spells. Only after confirming their deaths did they finally remember to toss away their shields.

However, it was too late. That green fluid had already penetrated their shields and made contact with the two potatoes’ arms.

Its destructive rampage didn’t slow down either. Upon making contact with them, it rapidly dissolved into their skin and began to corrode their arms. Within a few seconds, the forearms of the two imps fell off because of the corrosive fluid!

However, it wasn’t satisfied with just their forearms, the corrosion continued on its destructive path up their arms, threatening to swallow them whole.