606 Chapter - 305 A fog in Green Dragon Stone Part 1 (1/2)
”What are you looking at.” Aini's father Fellett glared at his son.
”Our son is trying to ask you for help, there might be some experts in the city.” Lanny sighed. She never expected herself to be bait for Safilos. They had left in a hurry this time around and in order not to arouse any suspicion she and her husband did not take all their possessions from their house. They had left behind many appliances necessary for the Clyde family.
The so-called experts were professionals above grade-7. Lanny was very clear that if a professional above grade-7 had set a trap they could wield more offensive power as compared to a head-on fight. Without quality equipment this imperial swordsman's camp would suffer massive casualties. Saleen's idea was to add an extra barrier and fifty skeletal soldiers, which could not really change the outcome.
At that moment Saleen grinned and said, ”Uncle Fellett, if you have brought along any powerful equipment, go ahead and use it. Viscountess Lex and I will compensate your losses.”
”Humph, we do not necessarily have to use powerful equipment, I heard that you have puppets right? Release all of them, including your witcher spider. These puppets are unaffected by holy spells. As for myself, I will try my best.” Fellett also glared at Saleen.
Saleen shut his mouth obediently. As he did not have parents, he had all along been envious of Aini. In fact, Saleen actually liked the way Fellett and Lanny treated him. Fellett had treated Aini and him equally, causing Saleen to experience a kind of unexplainable emotion.
The commander had also been accompanying Saleen. After hearing Fellett's words, he then learned that Saleen was a mage. Observing the strange equipment Saleen wore, the commander thought to himself, ”I couldn't have misjudged his capabilities.” No matter how he observed, he could not tell that Saleen was mightier than him. At only forty years old he was a Zun Grand Swordmaster and Saleen was at least half his age. ”Could he be a grand mage? It's possible though, that Narnia is a grade-4 mage and she isn't even twenty years old yet. Seems like the people around viscountess Lex cannot be underestimated. If I have made up my mind to follow the viscountess, I will have to be on good terms with these people.”
This middle-aged commander made a hand gesture and the warriors from the imperial swordsman's camp slowed down as though they had eyes on the back of their heads. The commander then told Saleen, ”Sir, why don't you release the puppets now?” He spoke in a negotiating tone, because even though the puppets could keep up with the warhorses, there was another ten miles to go. By letting the puppets sprint, they would sustain huge depletion, it would be akin to them fighting with all their might.
”Sure.” Saleen released twelve war puppets first, these puppets had been given by Lex for him to conduct research. He then told Narnia, ”You should be able to control these twelve puppets.”
Saleen then took out another two fully constructed puppets and said to Cuisi, ”You shall control these two. You don't have to let them fight, just control their positions in case the enemy has assassins which can get close to our mages.”
”Understood.” Cuisi was not very interested in the battle this time around, because there was an army behind with more than a thousand men rushing over. Even though the team had slowed down, and the enemy was fifteen miles away, that army could cover this distance in a short time given its abilities. The Holy See had set this trap in a rush, they were basically walking to their doom.
From Cuisi's perspective the people from Holy See were not stupid, they had another plan. He was not sure what the agenda for sacrificing these people was. In any case, it had nothing to do with Saleen.
Cuisi did not express his thoughts. Even if these humans died, he also would not feel heartbroken. It would be fine as long as Saleen made it back to Metatrin City safely. After returning to Metatrin City, Cuisi wanted to get a good rest, so that he could grasp the abilities of a supreme demon as soon as possible. ”That Joey is too scary. With just a bottle of medicine, he could help me achieve a breakthrough in my limits and advance smoothly.”
Even a devil from the demonic plane could not achieve such a feat, Cuisi was totally captivated by Joey. He remained immersed in his own thoughts not reminding the rest of the people.
Su had a nonchalant attitude towards this task. He could definitely protect Saleen for half an hour unless the enemy was a Golden Grand Swordmaster. The moment a person who cultivated the Sword Aura attained the proficiency of a Silver Grand Swordmaster they would have the capability to resist a mage. Even if the enemy was a grade-7 mage Su was confident of dealing with them.
Saleen's witcher spider had become very tiny, it laid atop the head of a skeletal warhorse. The team increased speed rushing towards the Green Dragon Stone.
The setting sun displayed a blood red hue as the team traveled against the wind. Saleen's brocade robe fluttered violently in the wind like a brightly colored flag.
Even though the city gates had come into view the people from the imperial swordsman's camp could sense that something was amiss. No matter how faint the stench of blood was it was also too obvious for warriors like them who had seen blood before their eyes. At once, eight cavalrymen separated from the formation, they were going to enter the city gates to conduct reconnaissance first. From the center of the team, eight spells flew out, landing on their bodies.
Everyone was blessed with a Fire Ring of Resistance, this spell was almost immune towards divine spells. In other words, fire magic and divine spells could always offset each other. If fire magic was used to attack a divine spell the effect would not be too ideal. There would only be exceptions if both parties had a great gap in standards or there was special equipment which contained an assortment of attributes.
On the battlefield low level magic would not interfere with one another. As these eight cavalrymen had been fortified with an additional layer of magic protection, they were emboldened. They sped up, splitting away from the team, and dashed towards the city gates.
Beyond the city gates was a wide road. Even though Green Dragon Stone was a small place the road in the middle of it was wide and flat. During wartime this place would function as a supplementary station for refilling water, it could allow large battalions to pass through swiftly.
The eight cavalrymen charged into the town, they ran for over one-hundred yards and never detected any anomalies. Just as they were about to split up eight white-robed warriors charged out silently from the alleys on both sides of the road. Each of them wielded a cross spear. The cross spears hooked onto the warhorses' legs, and with a tug, the warhorses collapsed in excruciation. Only the leading rider's horse remained fine because its legs had been fitted with special armor.
The eight white-robed warriors immediately abandoned their cross spears, wielding razor sharp cutlasses, then they lunged forward.