1140 Martyrs Part 2 (2/2)

The archer's target was the magic beast, and getting the grand swordmaster was simply a bonus, which meant their injury was not severe. If the archer wanted to kill them instead, there would be no way for them to run.

”What's up? Don't feel like running anymore?” Nailisi asked sarcastically.

”Oh hell, no way I'm running!” Shakko shook their head furiously.

”Good thinking. The level of guts you have means that no one could make use of you anywhere. You just concentrate on beating down my demons from here on out. You'll get to live safely at least. If your luck is good, you might even advance to become a silver grand swordmaster, and you'd spend your days in safety till you die of old age.”

”Right, umm...” Shakko looked at Nailisi.

She threw a scroll at Shakko. ”Write down your name and become my slave.”

Shakko clenched the scroll and looked very exasperated. There was no simply no way they could reason with her. If they did not sign the contract, they would definitely be killed.

The mound of magic bugs were still wiggling before Nailisi. Shakko felt their throat feeling rather awful and spit out a glob of phlegm. The glob wiggled on the ground, and a very tiny magic bug was found within.

”Ahhh!” Shakko yelled in fright and quickly bit their finger, writing down their name on the contract without any delay.

Nailisi only wrote one type of scroll, and that was a slavery contract. As such, the scroll was prepared. The scrolls that Saleen made for Nailisi were all made of starline paper as well. A black metal grand swordmaster was incapable of trying anything funny.

”Cuisi, dismantle the traps. Deploy demonic spirits and magic bugs. Give a signal when enemies are sighted.” Nailisi knew there were many powerful ones among their enemy and was reluctant to field the demons.

Cuisi nodded. Nailisi took her skeleton king form and began summoning spirits.

Nailisi was barely able to get herself a spirit space, which was capable of housing hundreds of spirits. However, she lacked the patience of the Winged Skull and refused to train the spirits. As such, the spirits were difficult to command.

There was only a path leading from the magic tower to the pool. Nailisi deployed all of the spirits at the narrow valley path and then tasked two supreme demons to take 100 elite demons with them.

All of them were armed with elvish alchemy crossbows, taking their positions at the sides of the valley, waiting to ambush their enemy.

Saleen was not out yet, so Nailisi and the others had no choice but to wait patiently.

When the sky turned dark, a signal from a demonic spirit was seen at the outskirts. Huge amounts of magic bugs were killed. Nailisi tensed up immediately. She the most powerful member of their party at the moment, but she had less stamina to spare in battle than Sika.

In order to conserve her stamina, she only took her spirit form, holding a bone spear that was over four meters long.

She hid herself among the spirits and lurked in the valley, leaving the fighting to the others.

Eleanor dared not take flight. There was a level ten true might among the enemy. If they happened to get near her while she was on the Wings of an Elf, there would be nowhere for her to run. She stood at the top of the magic tower, enabling her to retreat into the tower at any time.

The magic tower was controlled by the water puppet, and there were demons and ancient figures lying in wait.

The demons at the outskirts were recalled. Only demonic spirits were left behind. The demonic spirits were small, which enabled them to easily hide, but Nailisi was able to sense that the demonic spirits were rooted out one by one from their hiding spots and killed. None of them were able to make it out alive.

The enemy had gotten close. A flying magic beast was seen in the air. Eleanor did not hold back. There were three arrows between her fingers, and she shot all of them.

After the three arrows were shot, three more were nocked on the Seven Nights. The second wave of arrows were shot right behind. Eleanor shot nine arrows in three consecutive waves.

The nine arrows zipped past, making high-pitched noises, hitting the abdomens of nine magic beasts and piercing through, killing the warriors riding them.

No one in the air had anticipated the archer beneath to be so powerful. They spread out immediately. Eleanor was only able to identify the leader of the enemy: a tall man who was sitting on the back of a golden eagle.

Eleanor drew an elvish space arrow and aimed.

The tall man behind the golden eagle saw Eleanor as well and threw a huge iron ball right at the tower. The trajectory of the ball was coincidentally on the path where Eleanor's arrow would travel. Eleanor let go and the space arrow flashed. Eleanor then drew a lightning arrow that Saleen made specifically for her.

Boom!

That iron ball with a diameter of half a foot was blown up by the arrow. The space arrow appeared right before the golden eagle's eyes. The man behind quickly drew a dagger and blocked the arrow.

Eleanor was unfettered. She had already shot her third arrow, and it was a lightning arrow.

The man behind the golden eagle drew a four-meter-long sword, which made it look like a spear. The sword lashed out straight at the arrow.

The warriors who had spread out earlier began throwing javelins from behind the magic beasts.

The lightning arrow shredded half of that man's sword with a loud boom. His formless sword aura was incapable of stopping the lightning arrow's might. He flinched.

Sika's javelin reached the golden eagle's abdomen!